Chapter 345 First Night School
As they talked, the two returned to the Masses Daily.
The work in the afternoon was still plain and simple. Gu Yuehuai's work on the picture book of ancient poems and lyrics had been almost completed. He only needed Wei Luo to review it and modify the inappropriate parts. Now he occasionally drew pictures for various pages of newspapers and periodicals.
The newspaper has to be updated every day, so the workload is very heavy. In the past, there was a Liu Qiang who could help share the burden. Since she left, she has to deal with the work on the ancient poetry picture book while also taking care of the newspaper. It can be said that she is very busy.
It was the same today. Gu Yuehuai didn't put down his paintbrush until he got off work in the evening.
"Yuehuai, Yuehuai, pack your things quickly. We have received our passes. Let's go have dinner first, and then we can go to night school."
Wan Qinglan was in high spirits and full of energy, just like a little sun, as if a day's work had no effect on her at all. Plus, she had to go to night school today, so she was particularly excited.
Gu Yuehuai nodded and put his things in order: "Let's go."
The two of them went to Wei Luo's office together. All those who wanted to attend night school had to go to her to get a pass to the library and memorial hall. They were late, and there were already four people in line in front of them, all registering and then getting their passes.
About ten minutes later, it was Gu Yuehuai and Wan Qinglan's turn.
"You just register and get the pass and go directly. You know where it is, right? The Library Memorial Hall, No. 208, Hangdu Road." Wei Luo finished speaking and whispered, "Go early to get a good spot. If you go late, you can only sit at the back."
Upon hearing this, Wan Qinglan hurriedly lowered her head to register, and also filled in the information for Gu Yuehuai.
The pass is about the same size as a work ID card, with a code and the words "Huangying Commune Library Memorial Hall" written in large letters on it.
Gu Yuehuai hung the pass around his neck and said to Wei Luo, "Editor-in-Chief, we're leaving."
Wei Luo waved his hand and said earnestly: "Go quickly, listen to the class carefully, don't let this learning opportunity go to waste. After all, you are learning knowledge, and it is always good to know more things."
Her earnest exhortation made Gu Yuehuai feel warm in his heart and he nodded.
The two of them walked out of the office arm in arm. Wan Qinglan looked back and said with emotion, "Why do I feel that the editor-in-chief treats you differently? I didn't know she was such a talkative person before. Is this your personal charm?"
Gu Yuehuai's eyelids twitched and he quickened his pace.
Wan Qinglan is absolutely great at making jokes and interrupting others. You will never feel bored when you are with her.
The two walked along Hangdu Road and met many people walking in groups of three or four. They were all wearing employee uniforms from various large factories and had excited smiles on their faces, which showed that they were looking forward to attending night school.
Arriving at the library memorial hall, the two lined up to enter. In the huge exhibition hall, rows of chairs had been placed. In the front was a huge blackboard and a podium, on which were placed brand new chalks and erasers.
Apart from anything else, the commune's attitude was very correct, and at least the preparations were very complete.
On the walls on the other two sides, there were eye-catching slogans in large characters: "Take off the hat of illiteracy and become the new master of the country", "Both boys and girls go to night school together and all the people take off the hat of illiteracy", "Learn culture well and build the motherland", etc.
Nowadays, literacy campaigns are being carried out all over the country, and Huangying Commune has actively kept up with the pace of the times.
Wan Qinglan pulled Gu Yuehuai to the front. The front row seats were obviously very popular. When the two of them went over, there were no good seats left, so they could only choose two seats that were slightly off the edge.
"The conditions for running night schools in our commune are relatively good. I heard that some communes use unused dilapidated houses in the countryside as classrooms. There are no desks or blackboards, and they use lime mills and black smoke. It's very crude."
"Not to mention the study conditions, in the middle of winter, the broken house was drafty, and my hands were frozen like radishes after two days of classes."
Wan Qinglan muttered to himself, stealing glances at the strangers around him. From now on, everyone would be considered "classmates", and he could even say hello to those who looked familiar. After all, they all came from big companies and had good connections.
Gu Yuehuai also looked in the direction her gaze was pointing. Almost everyone, men and women, had a radiant look on their faces.
They were talking in low voices to each other, and the topics were almost all related to night school.
"I don't know what the teacher will teach tonight. We all have a basic knowledge of culture. Can't we start with learning to read?"
"I don't know. Some of the elderly can barely read. What can I teach them?"
"I heard that the teachers are all college students, so I came here to broaden my horizons."
"Hey, I'm illiterate, and I'm not very smart at the factory. What can I do if I can't keep up with the studies?"
"Okay, relax. As long as we study hard, remember carefully, and persevere, we can read books and newspapers to understand national affairs, and we can go out to do things with clear eyes and clear minds. Sooner or later, we will be able to completely get rid of the label of illiteracy!"
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When it comes to studying, there are all kinds of people. Some hold their chins high with confidence, some are timid and worried, some take out their little red books and start reading quotations, and some encourage others and have a sense of leadership.
There are nearly a hundred chairs in the entire library memorial hall, and with so many people gathered together, it is quite lively.
Waves of people came in and sat down until the place was full and it was completely dark outside.
The space was wide and there were many people, everyone was chattering and whispering as if they were having a general meeting. Gu Yuehuai frowned. This scene was really rare, just like a group of flies and bees buzzing around his ears.
Fortunately, she didn't feel uncomfortable for too long. Soon, three people walked up to the podium from the main entrance.
There were two men and one woman, all of them looked very young, probably in their twenties.
One of the older male teachers, holding a stack of books, tapped the desk gently, and the entire library suddenly became quiet. No matter what time it is, teachers have this kind of magic.
"Hello, comrades. We are the substitute teachers of our night school. We will be responsible for teaching you knowledge in the future."
"I'm Li Xiangqian, you can call me Teacher Li. I'm responsible for teaching you agricultural knowledge. Don't worry, although we are young, we have all learned professional skills in big cities, and we will spare no effort to teach you."
After Li Xiangqian finished speaking, he winked at everyone, his handsome look revealing a bit of endearing mischief.
For a moment, the young female employees sitting at the bottom covered their mouths with their hands and smiled shyly, and whispered a few words to the people around them, which showed that they were very satisfied with this night school teacher, while some male employees pouted their lips in displeasure.
"This is Teacher Zhong Ling. She teaches everyone vocal music, that is, singing."
"If you are tired from work, you can come to our night school to relax. You can't study day and night, or you will be too tired. Don't you think so? Teacher Zhong Ling, come and say hello to everyone."
Li Xiangqian moved aside a little to let the only female teacher out.
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