: Teacher Xu is gone

"Zhang Li!"
"Zhang Li! Wake up soon!"
"Well……"
The dazed Zhang Li opened his eyes from his sleep and was startled by a strange face.
"who are you?"
She sat up and her roommate was shocked: "What's wrong with you? Get up, there is a New Year's performance today!"
The roommate went out holding the enamel washbasin. As soon as the door opened, it was noisy, and it was all young girls' voices.
"This……"
Zhang Li looked around, and it was clear that it was an eight-person dormitory, plain and old, with concrete floors. The other girls had already got up and were busy.
"This is the dormitory of Zhanqi Song and Dance Troupe?"
She finally caught a trace of memory. Thinking about the roommate just now, she was a bit familiar.
This is the lower bunk, clean and tidy bedding, the troops are not too fancy, it looks very plain. Zhang Li stepped on slippers, floral vest and knee-length trousers, no bra...
"What happened to you today?"
"Hurry up and wash, you will be punished for being late!"
"Did you have a nightmare? Or did you dream of your lover?"
While twittering, Zhang Li saw a wall calendar on the door, brand new, just turned the first page:
January 1, 1979!
Zhanqi Song and Dance Ensemble is affiliated to the Chengdu Military Region and was established in 1952. It has participated in many domestic and foreign performances.
Zhang Li joined in 1977 and is only 14 years old this year. The young girl is gentle, soft and waxy. She is recognized as hardworking in Tuan. She gets up at five o'clock every day to practice qigong, regardless of cold or heat.
There is a New Year's show today, I have been busy all day, and come back at night.
The girls were very excited, talking about the song and dance show, which leaders came to see, the lunch meal Balabala... Zhang Li fell on the bed, still in the buffer.
I obviously lived with Xiaoxu and Teacher Xu on their 60th birthday. They drank some wine and fell asleep, only to wake up like this.
"Isn't this written in the net article? Traversal, rebirth, life winner, career harem blooming!"
Encountered by Teacher Xu, her thinking is very young.
"..."
I don't know how long he has been lying down, Zhang Li whistling up and borrowing some letter paper.
It is not clear whether the two are also reborn, but no matter whether they are reborn, they must first contact them.
Write the letter and stick it with glue.
She doesn't know the specific address of Xiaoxu, but she knows that Chen's father is in Ancheng Peking Opera Troupe. Similarly, she also knew that her father-in-law was in Ancheng Opera Troupe.
Preparing to send it out tomorrow, Zhang Li lay back on the bed, his arms blocked his eyes and plunged into her own world.
I think of many, many, parents, relatives, present and experienced future, and Xiaolong Xiaohu...
In the last life, he became the world's largest commercial real estate developer, followed the party closely, and the policy did not fall. In the middle and late stages, under the suggestion of Mr. Xu, it became more and more important to enter the manufacturing industry and high-tech.
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Since we are relived for the first time, we must have a long-term vision to pave the way for a major change unseen in a century!
…………
Ancheng, heavy snow.
Snow fell with industrial dust, forming strips of dirty roads. The workers rode their cars, carried their wives and factory welfare, visited relatives and friends with high temperament, and even were willing to go to the state-run hotel to have a meal.
In the alley, the children chased and made noise, setting off a few loose firecrackers from time to time.
There was another 13-year-old girl with old cotton-padded jacket and cotton trousers, with two pigtails, running back and forth along the alley as if nervous.
"Does this have the surname Xu?"
"Is there a surname Xu?"
"No!"
"No!"
Seeing the children shook their heads in unison, the little girl cried out.
After crying for a long time, he walked home desperately in the snow. There are two families living in the small courtyard. The public kitchen is when you enter. Chen's mother is cooking.
"I'm back, wash your hands and eat."
"mom……"
Xiao Xu still had tears, and said unwillingly: "Do you really not know Zhang Guiqin and Xu Xiaowen?"
"You kid is stunned? I don't even know if I know or not, where did you hear it?"
"woo woo woo woo……"
Xiaoxu ran into the room, threw on the bed and started crying again.
Father Chen looked distressed outside and whispered: "What happened to this kid?"
"Sorry not to join the ballet company?"
"Hey, I'm 14 years old, and I don't like to study, and I don't want to go to the Peking Opera Troupe. How can I fix it in the future?"
Father Chen looked sad, and said, "If you don't do that, I will put my old face to beg for help, and see if I can get into the drama troupe."
"Then you speak carefully, don't make it anxious again."
After a while, Xiao Yang also ran back, ready to eat.
Father Chen suffered some persecution during the humanitarian torrent. Now he is rehabilitated. He is accompanied by his wife and two daughters under his knees. He is quite content. The only worry is that the elder daughter's heart is higher than the sky, and her mind is sensitive, and she doesn't know the way forward.
"Sister, have dinner!"
Xiao Yang dragged her sister to the dining table, Xiao Xu pumped up, her mood slowed down, and she might have accepted this fact.
After accepting it, she felt hungry. She picked up the chopsticks and took a look:
Multigrain steamed buns, porridge, stewed cabbage with potatoes, pickles, fried pork with green onions, less meat and more green onions.
"Don't even have Australian lobsters?"
"..."
Chen's father and Chen's mother stopped the chopsticks, raised their heads, and focused.
Xiaoyang grilled rice: "What is Australian lobster?"
"So big, so long, so much meat..."
Xiaoxu gestured: "I ate lobster yesterday, as well as a seafood meal."
"Sister, do you have a fever?"
"In the future, read less miscellaneous books, and start to think about it!"
Mother Chen was suddenly frightened, and stabbed Father Chen, damn, hurry up and find something serious for her!
Father Chen coughed twice and said, "That Xiaoxu, even if the ballet troupe is over, it's not uncommon for us to go! You don't want to go to school, but it's best to find something to do, relax and relax, right?
What do you think of the Repertory Theatre? "
"I don't like to go."
Got it!
Father Chen was cautiously tempted, and in exchange for such a few words, he was a little angry: "If you don't go here or go, what do you want to do? You will be at home for the rest of your life?"
"Study, who said I don't want to study anymore."
Xiaoxu chewed on the steamed buns and said with a sad face, "I want to take a high school entrance exam, and a college entrance exam!"
"Do you really think so?"
"Yes!"
"Oh, that's great, good study is good."
The parents were relieved suddenly and finally became sensible.
Xiaoxu gave his sister a half-pulled bun, and took half a bowl of porridge, which was too unpalatable!
She simply left the table and fell on the bed like a salted fish, actually using her brain.
According to Teacher Xu, the first step in a rebirth essay is often to improve living conditions. What am I doing?
On the first day of 1979, the spring breeze of reform has just blown, and there are many obstacles. Policies will change soon and it is not a good time to engage in industry.
And what I do best is clothing and media.
Clothing, clothing...
Xiaoxu wrote down a plan in his heart, and at the same time determined his current goal: write an article first!
This year, it was the golden age of literature when a love story could become popular. Whether it had accumulated fame, there were many geniuses in the 1980s.
Industry waits for Zhang Li to be together... by the way!
Xiao Xu also got up, only to realize that he wanted to write to Zhang Li!
Similarly, she didn't know the other party's home address, but she knew she was in the Zhanqi Song and Dance Troupe.
...
Late at night, the light in the outbuilding was on.
Xiaoyang went to bed early, and his parents peeked at the back room and saw the eldest daughter sitting at the table writing seriously. Oops, I am motivated!
In the last life, Xiao Xu published "I am a catkin" in "Young Poet", also 14 years old.
It's shameful now.
Accumulated for a lifetime, her writing, experience, and thoughts have far surpassed the times, and she is just a pure and beautiful short love story.
The story is very simple. It is nothing more than the sprouting of youth, but for people of this age, they are full of hunger and thirst for all spiritual food.
Of course, in order to sublimate the theme and make it easier to pass the review, she also added some content.
In order to serve the motherland, the young man resolutely rushed to the front line. The girl did not wait in vain, but joined the army and became a medical soldier.
Huh!
The sublimated rivers and mountains are red.
She plans to vote for the China Youth Daily next month. Why next month?
Because next month we will beat the Vietnamese monkeys!
...
Xiaoxu sent out the letter to Zhang Li and really started to study hard.
After a few days, Father Chen came home from get off work one day and took out a letter: "Who wrote it to you and sent it to my work unit. How do you know people in Chengdu?"
"Hi!"
She glanced at the envelope, the address of the letter: Chengdu Zhanqi Song and Dance Troupe.
Xiaoxu quickly opened it, and there was only one sentence:
"Xiao Xu, is that you? It's me."
In an instant, the emotions were rushing, the circles under his eyes were red, and he hurried into the house to cover it with a quilt.
It is extremely difficult to make a long-distance call these days, so I can only write letters. But after seeing the letter, holding his hand for decades, it seemed like a person was in front of him.
She was so sad that she was sobbing:
"Woo woo woo... Xiao Li..."
"Teacher Xu... Teacher Xu was slapped by us!"
(Thanks to Submarine Street, I am the two cute masters of Shang Teng, and I will add more in the next book.)