Having made up his mind to write some articles to make money, Lin Chaoyang did not start writing in a hurry.
Not only because he didn't think about what to write, but also because he couldn't expose this matter easily. After all, he wrote the article just to make a small treasury and wrote at home. Isn't that an open treason?
That night, Lin Chaoyang was tossing and turning in bed. He was the kind of person who couldn't sleep even if he had something on his mind. His mind was full of ideas, and he felt like he was going to pee if he didn't write.
Tao Yushu was so troubled by his actions that he fell asleep very late. He thought he was excited on his first day at work, so he didn't take it to heart.
I went to work again the next day and was busy from 6:30 to 8:00. All the students were in class, and Lin Chaoyang's work was also free.
He took his work manual and started writing and drawing there. Hu Wenqiong's workstation was next to Lin Chaoyang, and she didn't say anything when she saw him fishing.
These days, who doesn’t work hard?
It was almost noon, and Lin Chaoyang was lowering his head to write something when he heard a knocking sound on the floor.
He looked up and saw an old comrade with a thin appearance, who seemed to be in his seventies or eighties, walking to the front desk on crutches.
At this moment, Hu Wenqiong happened to go to the toilet, and Lin Chaoyang asked: "Old comrade, what book do you want to borrow?"
The old comrade pointed to the cabinet with the call card not far away with his crutch, "Go and look for "Essays on Aesthetic Criticism" from Writers Publishing House."
This old man has a pretty big score!
Lin Chaoyang complained in his heart, but who can't afford to offend someone who is too old?
He ran to the cabinet and rummaged around for a long time, and found the call card for "Essays on Aesthetic Criticism" that the old comrade wanted.
"Old comrade, let me register you."
As soon as Lin Chaoyang sat down and was about to register, the old comrade said again: "You can help me find another copy of "History of Western Aesthetics" published by People's Literature Publishing House."
Didn't you tell me earlier?
If it weren't for the fear that the old man would fall to the ground and blackmail him, Lin Chaoyang would be at odds with him, so why would you let this silly boy go?
Perhaps seeing Lin Chaoyang's dissatisfaction, the old comrade said: "Young people, don't be too quick in your movements. I haven't finished what I said just now."
Is it because my legs are too fast?
Forget it, who told you to be older? I will tolerate you again.
When he got back another call card and was about to register, the old comrade waved his hand and said, "No need. I just thought about it, the writing is average, I won't read it, it's boring."
After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for Lin Chaoyang to speak. Lin Chaoyang looked confused.
What's going on? This old man is messing with me?
He lowered his head and glanced at the call card, "History of Western Aesthetics, written by Zhu Guangqian."
A famous modern and contemporary esthetician, literary theorist, educator, translator, and a masterpiece of domestic aesthetics education. Do you call this writing average?
An old man!
Lin Chaoyang spit at the old man's back.
After the episode, Lin Chaoyang continued to focus on the work manual.
His work manual was a three-inch square booklet with dozens of pages. The area was too small to write anything on. He wrote half of the paper in one day.
After work, he ran to the south gate of Yanda. There was the Changzheng Restaurant across the road, which was a regular place for students of Yanda to improve their food. It was called the "off-campus canteen".
There is a small alley next to the Changzheng Restaurant called Laohudong, where there is a savings bank, a stationery store and a daily miscellaneous store.
Lin Chaoyang came here to buy some stationery paper. The pen he used to write was the one provided by the library. He ran out of ink at the end of the day, so the paper no longer took advantage of the work unit, otherwise he would easily be regarded as a "social
A typical example of "ism wool".
After buying the paper, he returned to the library and put the letter paper into the slot of his work desk before going home.
After dinner, Lin Chaoyang asked Tao Yushu if he wanted to watch a movie.
In addition to being a canteen, the large dining hall of Yanda also serves as an auditorium and shows movies. Now there are no weekends, but only weekends. So every Saturday and Sunday night, Yanda will sell tickets and show movies, and the ticket price is five cents.
, but they are all old movies.
"I still have to do my homework tonight." Tao Yushu shook his head.
"Then go and see it tomorrow."
"I have to read a book tomorrow."
Within a week of returning to Beijing, Tao Yushu gradually revealed her passion for studying. After being rejected twice in a row, Lin Chaoyang lost interest and said, "Then I will go to the library to read."
"Isn't it the same at home?"
"With you here, I can't calm down."
Lin Chaoyang's sweet words made Tao Yushu look shy, roll her eyes at him, and then walked out smoothly.
It was already 7:20 in the evening when I walked from the east bank of Langrun Garden to the Yanda Library. At this time, the study rooms and borrowing rooms of the Yanda Library were still crowded and the lights were brightly lit.
There is a reception room next to the stairs at the main entrance, and there is a master named Xie in there. Lin Chaoyang has been in the library for two days, and he has become acquainted with him.
"Xiao Lin, why are you here so late at night?"
"I have nothing to do at home, so come over and read a book."
Master Xie praised him: "He must be a cultured person like you. If my son is half as studious and diligent as you teachers and students, he will definitely be able to get into college."
"You work at Yanda, and your son will have to start at Yanda."
Master Xie smiled happily when he heard this and said, "I'd like to lend you some good words."
After chatting with Master Xie for a while, Lin Chaoyang came to the front desk of the closed-shelf library and continued his unfinished business during the day.
Lin Chaoyang is not so proud that he thinks that he can travel to the Chinese literary world just because he is a time traveler. Instead, he uses a clever method, which is to "learn from" the successful works of later generations. This is the case with the work he is writing now.
It’s just that after graduating from college, he hasn’t written much for several years. When he picked it up suddenly, he had many ideas, but they were also very complicated and mixed. Even if there were successful works that he could learn from before, what he wrote was still not outstanding.
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Lin Chaoyang knew that this matter could not be rushed and had to be done slowly. He deleted, deleted, revised, and transcribed what he had written during the day on the letter paper and started writing again.
After working at the desk for a long time, his arms and shoulders were inevitably a little sore. Lin Chaoyang stood up and moved around. He casually looked at the clock in the library and found that it was already nine o'clock.
He quickly packed up his papers and pens and went home. When he got home, Tao Yushu was about to lie down and go to sleep, so he didn't ask him any more questions.
After dinner the next morning, Tao Yumo said that she was going out with her classmates today and wanted to borrow her sister's bicycle.
Tao Yushu was brushing his teeth after eating. It was difficult to talk, so Lin Chaoyang said: "Let's ride away."
"It's not your car." Tao Yumo muttered.
Hey, this girl, like a dog biting Lu Dongbin, doesn’t know a good heart.
Lin Chaoyang would not be angry with a little girl like her, but Tao Yushu was not happy. He rinsed his mouth and said, "I won't borrow it!"
"I borrowed it from you, but it's not like I won't return it to you!" Tao Yumo shouted.
"I can borrow my car if I want to, and if I don't want to, I won't."
"That's the car dad bought."
"Dad bought it for me!"
The two sisters refused to give in to each other, and Tao Yumo was so angry that he went to his mother to complain.
Tao Yumo was rude to Lin Chaoyang. Tao Yushu just wanted to teach her sister a lesson. When her mother came to try to distract her, she stopped pestering her and said, "I can lend it to you. Please show me a correct attitude!"
"snort!"
With his mother's support, Tao Yumo was very proud and snorted, but he did not dare to be too presumptuous. After all, he would still have to use a car in the future.
After she rode away, Lin Chaoyang put his arm around Tao Yushu's shoulders and said, "It's better to be a wife."
Among the three Tao brothers and sisters, Tao Yushu is like his father. He is generous, smart and capable, so he is deeply loved by his father. Tao Yucheng and Tao Yumo are more like their mothers, with a bit of a petty bourgeois sentiment.
Tao Yumo was deeply influenced by his mother and had never had a good attitude towards Lin Chaoyang.
"This girl just doesn't need a lesson. She was spoiled by my mother."
"It's okay, can I still see her like a little girl?" Lin Chaoyang said generously, and then asked: "Let's go out to play today!"
Tao Yushu looked hesitant when she heard this. She had just rejected Lin Chaoyang's proposal to watch a movie last night. It seemed a little bad to refuse today, but when she thought about how many books and information she had not read, she had no intention of going out.
When Lin Chaoyang saw her expression, he understood what was going on. It was not a good thing for his daughter-in-law to love studying too much!
He said understandingly: "Okay, I understand, I'll go to the library to read."
"Still going?"
"I'll see if you're around..." If you talk nonsense too much, it won't work. Seeing that Tao Yushu's reaction was not as strong as last night, Lin Chaoyang said: "Didn't I just arrive at the library? Anyway, it's okay. I'm just idle.
, I still work in the library on weekends, can’t the boss give me a few compliments after seeing it?”
Tao Yushu joked: "Look at your frivolous nature!"
"I call this the pursuit of progress."
For the sake of a small treasury, Lin Chaoyang just temporarily abandoned his salty fish ideas and packaged himself as a hard worker.
After leaving the door, he couldn't help but spit on himself.
Chapter completed!