Chapter 152: It's hard to explain
"Tell me about you! Tell me about you!"
"You are a literary worker, too. You are a member of our Chinese Literature Society. It's fine for you to pick up girls at the university, but why do you go and mess with those international students?"
"I just got home and haven't even eaten yet. Old Yan called me and told me about your situation. I was so embarrassed that I couldn't even put my face to it."
"You, you are really good!"
"Our Chinese Literature Society has been established for decades, and has never had an incident of this nature!"
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Lin Weimin did not say his sophistry out loud, mainly because Meng Weizai did not give him a chance and directly scolded him.
After waiting for Meng Weizai to stop his violent output, Lin Weimin finally said, "Director, this is really not my fault."
"Not blaming you? Not blaming you, blaming me? You dare to do it but not to admit it. You are even more of a bastard than the one who did it!" Meng Weizai found another opportunity to curse.
Lin Weimin looked innocent and wanted to cry but had no tears.
Damn it, I can't even explain it clearly.
Without waiting for him to say anything else, Meng Weizai asked, "How far have you progressed with that little devil...girl?"
Lin Weimin subconsciously thought about it, to what extent? How should I say this?
"I came here today just to give her a book, and those students happened to see me, so they started to make a fuss."
Meng Weizai concluded: "That's just the beginning!"
Leader, we don’t do random matchmaking!
"Break up as soon as possible. There are so many girls in the country for you to choose from, why do you have to flirt with international students?
You are still young and don’t know the seriousness of this. This involves diplomatic issues and there will be a lot of trouble in the future.”
Lin Weimin nodded and said, I wanted to divide it too, bah, I almost got dragged into the ditch.
"Leader, there is really nothing between us!"
Meng Weizai frowned and glared at Lin Weimin, "If you dare to say something like that again, I will report you to the company and expel you, do you believe it?"
Lin Weimin shut up, and this doesn't allow people to speak.
"Young man, it is understandable if you make mistakes. But if you dare not admit it, that is a matter of principle. Do you remember what I said?" Meng Weizai stared at Lin Weimin and asked.
"Remember!" Lin Weimin said helplessly.
"What should we do next?"
"Tell that little...girl clearly that it's impossible for me to be with her, and let her stop thinking about me." Lin Weimin said honestly.
Meng Weizai nodded with satisfaction, "That's right."
Then he reminded her again: "Be careful about your methods and don't hurt the girl's sincerity."
You've been the one saying all the good and bad things, Lin Weimin complained in his heart.
"Go back tonight and write me a self-examination. It should be at least 5,000 words long and your attitude should be sincere."
Lin Weimin begged, "Leader, there is no need for inspection, right?"
"Do you think I want it? Then go and talk to Old Yan!" Meng Weizai said unhappily.
Old Meng had just been scolded, and if he went to Old Yan again, Lin Weimin was afraid that he would be drowned in spit.
"Okay, got it."
"Have a better attitude!"
Meng Weizai saw his perfunctory attitude and scolded him.
"yes!"
After seeing Meng Weizai off, Lin Weimin returned to Shichahai dejectedly. Han Zhuangzhuang was sitting in the yard eating watermelon.
Seeing this heartless boy, Lin Weimin was furious, "Eat, eat, eat. All you do all day is eat!"
Before Han Zhuangzhuang could refute, Lin Weimin slammed the door and went into the study.
Han Zhuangzhuang looked confused. I was just eating a melon, why are you scolding me?
My uncle is so stingy!
In the study, Lin Weimin was pondering over the letter.
Writing a novel is no problem for me, but writing a self-criticism? I have no experience in this!
After wasting half a letter paper, Lin Weimin shouted to the person beside him: "Zhuangzhuang, come here!"
After hesitating for a while, Han Zhuangzhuang walked in and said, "What are you doing, uncle?"
"Have you written a self-examination?"
Han Zhuangzhuang was stunned for a moment, "Uncle, do you want to write a self-criticism?"
"It's not me who wrote it, it's you who wrote it."
"I wrote? What did I do wrong?"
Lin Weimin glared and said, "Can't I write a self-criticism if I didn't make any mistakes?"
What does it mean to live under someone else's roof? This is it!
Han Zhuangzhuang felt sad, angry and aggrieved, but the thieves were so powerful that he could only swallow his anger and sit down at the desk.
Holding the pen in his hand, he was thankful that he had checked his writing carefully, otherwise he would have been tortured to death by this old man tonight.
Lin Weimin stood behind Han Zhuangzhuang, and as the words on the letter flowed out smoothly, the surprise in his eyes grew.
Without even a moment to pause and think, he wrote a 2,000-word review.
Lin Weimin looked at the contents on the letter and fell silent. Could it be that my nephew is a creative genius?
"Uncle, how is it?" Han Zhuangzhuang asked with a proud look on his face.
"Not bad." Lin Weimin nodded slightly.
"Then I'll leave if it's all right?"
"Go ahead."
After Han Zhuangzhuang left, Lin Weimin expanded the inspection report, which was much simpler.
The next morning, Lin Weimin rode his bicycle to the Chinese Literature Society.
It was working hours and the hospital was bustling with people coming and going.
Lin Weimin felt that everyone's eyes were focused on him, and that revealed that the soul of gossip was burning behind him.
What's going on?
I walked into the office in the back building under pressure and saw my colleagues from the editorial department. They all had the same expression on their faces.
"Why are you all looking at me?"
Lin Weimin pretended to be calm and took the teacup on the table, preparing to make himself a cup of tea.
"Weimin, sure!" Liu Yin winked at Lin Weimin.
"What's okay?" Lin Weimin continued to maintain his expression.
Seeing that he was holding on, Liu Yin looked at his colleagues around him and couldn't help but smile.
"Still pretending? You know, don't you? Most of the people in our community live in Hongxing Hutong, and Lao Meng lives there too."
Depend on!
I said I felt something was wrong as soon as I entered the hospital.
After unloading the burden, Lin Weimin stopped pretending. He put the teacup on the table and pretended to be a dead dog.
"I really didn't realize that. Our department of serving the people either doesn't have a department at all, but this one is extraordinary, and it's about foreign students." Yao Shuzhi was so excited to watch the fun that she almost shouted out.
Rong Shihui was kind enough to stop Yao Shuzhi's behavior and turned to Lin Weimin with a smile on his face and said, "Weimin, tell us how you got together with that foreign girl?"
Lin Weimin really wanted to spit at this cunning old guy. You have such a bad conscience!
"Don't talk nonsense, I am just a friend."
"Friend? Can a friend go to Yanda to confess his love to someone? I heard that you even got a cart full of flowers?" Rong Shihui said.
Lin Weimin said anxiously: "Nonsense, when did you send flowers? I just sent some books..."
"Oh~" Everyone looked as if they had realized what was going on. Lin Weimin then realized that he had fallen into Rong Shihui's trap.
"I was wondering why you bought so many books. Turns out they were for your girlfriend." Liu Yin joked.
Rong Shihui said: "It is said that young people are willing to spend money on love. When we were young..."
"That's because he's rich. I said he never agreed to any girl I introduced him to before. So that's why..."
The colleagues were talking to each other happily, and Lin Weimin could not get a word in.
“You…I…”
"well!"
Lin Weimin sighed with a sad face.
After Meng Weizai came to work, he immediately ran over to hand in the inspection. The old comrade reviewed it in detail and felt that the attitude was sincere, so he took Lin Weimin to the office of President Yan Wenjing.
When it comes to Yan Wenjing, criticism is inevitable, but at least he adheres to the principle of curing diseases and saving lives.
After a lesson, Lin Weimin's affair was finally exposed.
On this day, there seemed to be something wrong with the door of the "Contemporary" editorial office. It kept opening and then closing.
Behind every opening and closing, there is a pair or several pairs of gossipy eyes.
Everyone wanted to see this tough guy who came to the campus of Yenching University to pick up international students, even though they already knew Lin Weimin.
No one can remember how many satellites Lin Weimin has launched at the Guowen Press. Anyway, these people, standing in the crowd, are like fireflies in the dark night, lonely and shining.
After working as the mascot of the Chinese Literature Society for a day, Lin Weimin returned home exhausted. Just as he was about to lie down and relax for a while, the courtyard door was slammed open.
Han Zhuangzhuang rushed in and shouted when he saw Lin Weimin: "Uncle, I have an aunt?"
Lin Weimin was about to lie down when he suddenly stood up.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
Han Zhuangzhuang said, "I'm not kidding! It's all spread around our school, saying that you went to Yanda to tease foreign female students!"
"Pah, pah, pah!"
Lin Weimin was so scared that he quickly covered the mouth of his silly nephew. It’s not even 1983 yet. Do you want your uncle to be taken to a target shooting game?
He held Han Zhuangzhuang down and asked, "Who spread this story in your school?"
Han Zhuangzhuang shook his head. "No, it's been spread a long time ago. It said that you, the famous writer Lin Weimin, went to Yenching University to confess your love to a foreign female student, and was caught by the police and school leaders and was punished."
"Spreading rumors! Slander! Libel!" Lin Weimin said gritting his teeth.
"Wait, did they say I 'molested female international students' or did you say I 'molested female international students'?"
Han Zhuangzhuang shrank his neck and said, "They said that!"
Lin Weimin stared at his eldest nephew suspiciously for a few seconds, then let him go.
"Zhuangzhuang, don't listen to those rumors. Actually, my uncle went to Yanda to give books to his friends, but he was misunderstood."
Han Zhuangzhuang looked at Lin Weimin and suddenly said, "Uncle, the self-criticism you asked me to write yesterday..."
"Zhuangzhuang, my uncle is hungry. Go make him some noodles."
"Uncle, there is no face left at home."
"Didn't you just buy a bag of noodles? You've only eaten a few meals?"
Lin Weimin finally found a way to vent his anger, "Sooner or later, I'll have to let you eat my money!"
Han Zhuangzhuang said aggrievedly, "You've eaten a lot too! Then the check..."
"Forget it, forget it. I won't eat noodles anymore. My uncle will treat you to a meal tonight."
"real?"
Han Zhuangzhuang was so happy that he immediately forgot what he wanted to ask.
Lin Weimin wiped the sweat off his forehead and finally managed to maintain his dignity as an uncle.
Although information was not well developed in the 1980s, it does not mean that information exchange was stagnant. On the contrary, in some aspects, it was even more developed than in the 21st century.
For example, face-to-face communication between people.
At Yanda, college students are definitely a huge group, with more than 100,000 students in dozens of universities. This is a semi-closed society.
There may be many barriers between schools and society, but the connections between schools are extremely close.
Nowadays, anyone with an elementary school diploma is a literature lover, let alone college students.
Naturally, these people had all heard of Lin Weimin's name. The news of "a well-known writer confessing his love to a female overseas student" on the Yanjing University campus spread to all major universities in Yanjing City in just one or two days.
Gossip about the famous writer Lin Weimin has become the most frequently talked about topic among college students in recent days.
As for the person involved, Lin Weimin, he has now been completely laid to rest.
There is no way he can stay calm. Public opinion is overwhelming and he won’t be able to explain himself no matter how hard he tries!
The September issue of "Contemporary" was on the market, and work finally became a little easier. On the weekend, Lin Weimin finally got to Shi Tiesheng's house, hoping to have some peace and quiet.
Before I could enter the room, I saw Qu Xiaowei pushing Shi Tiesheng for a walk in the yard.
"Why are you here?" Lin Weimin looked alert.
Qu Xiaowei smiled evilly, "Oh, isn't this the great writer Lin Weimin who bravely confessed his love to the female international student on the campus of Yanda University?"
"Fuck you!"
Lin Weimin felt helpless. The news spread too quickly. Don’t the people in Beijing have anything else to do?
Shi Tiesheng looked at Lin Weimin and suddenly asked, "Weimin, what I said that day was really not meant to provoke you."
"Which day? What did he say?" Lin Weimin was confused.
Qu Xiaowei looked gossipy, "What did you two talk about?"
Seeing this, Shi Tiesheng immediately stopped talking. It was not that Weimin couldn't remember, but it must be because he was stimulated by me that day, and he couldn't help feeling guilty.
If I hadn't used words to pressure Wei Min, he wouldn't have caused such a big trouble.
In fact, Shi Tiesheng also has his own little thoughts. His sister is getting older and older, and he can't let Lin Weimin be single anymore, otherwise it will be too dangerous.
Thinking of his own selfishness, Shi Tiesheng felt more and more guilty.
After a while, Qu Xiaowei finally put aside the topic of Lin Weimin and started talking about Liu Haiyan's work.
After more than a month of preparation, Liu Haiyan is finally coming to Yanjing.
However, before she came to Yanjing, there was one important thing to do. Qu Xiaowei had to go to Jinling to meet Liu Haiyan's parents and settle the matter between the two of them.
This kid quietly abducted a girl from Jinling to Yanjing, and gave up his job as a university teacher to become a high school teacher. What parents would be willing to do this?
Liu Haiyan had a lot of arguments with her parents when she went back to handle her job transfer this time.
If Qu Xiaowei hadn't made this trip, this matter would have ended in a very bad way.
He and Liu Haiyan were planning to get married, and Lin Weimin felt bad for him for offending his future father-in-law and mother-in-law.
Apart from being teased by Qu Xiaowei at the beginning, Lin Weimin did get some peace and quiet at Shi Tiesheng's home.
He also told Shi Tiesheng the news that "Autumn Memories" had been confirmed to be published in the October issue of "People's Literature", which made him excited.
In recent years, Shi Tiesheng has published many works in magazines and newspapers, but not many authoritative publications like "People's Literature".
This is good news for him.
(End of this chapter)
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