After Zhang Xian got off the train, he also encountered the bookstall and was promoted to "Zombie Passion" by the boss.
The difference is that he bought one.
Taking the book with him, he rushed to Yu Dong's room as soon as he arrived at the dormitory area. Seeing Yu Dong writing, he gently put "Zombie Passion" on the table and whispered: "Teacher Yu, I want to show you something.
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Yu Dong glanced at the book, then looked at Zhang Xian, and stood up with a smile: "Director Zhang, why are you here so early? There are still about twenty days before school starts."
"Didn't you come earlier?" Zhang Xian replied with a smile, then pointed to the book on the table and said, "Let's take a look at this first."
Yu Dong waved his hand and said, "Don't look at it. You bought the pirated copy of "Resident Evil" from the train station, right?"
Zhang Xian nodded unexpectedly, "Yes, the boss gave me a promotion when I passed by. I thought it was a copycat of "Resident Evil", but I didn't expect it to be a pirated version. This kind of piracy is really bad. It not only infringes the copyright, but also changes the title of the book.
, not even a chance to earn fame for the original version.”
"Haha, if you buy a copy, the boss will make another three and a half yuan in tears."
"Three and five yuan, isn't it four yuan?"
Yu Dong smiled. It seemed that in the boss's opinion, Zhang Xian was the kind of person who favored demand in the "relationship between supply and demand".
"It's not important. What's the important thing for you to come here so early?"
Zhang Xian nodded and said, "Yes, I am going to optimize our curriculum. In addition, I have recently been compiling our school's own teaching materials, and I already have a clue, so I want to come to the school to do it peacefully. It just so happens that you can also
We can discuss it while editing, and you can give me your opinions from your perspective."
Yu Dong was not surprised that Zhang Xian wanted to compile teaching materials, because they had discussed this matter before, but Zhang Xian had not started yet.
Now after a year of deliberation, Zhang Xian has a better understanding of the students' level and the time is more mature.
Moreover, Zhang Xian had previously served as an editor at the Chinese Drama magazine "Drama" and co-authored "Interpretation of Foreign Drama Classics", so he has the ability to write teaching materials.
Yu Dong nodded and said: "Don't worry, Director Zhang, I will definitely spare no effort in this matter. Feiyu happens to be here too, so we can discuss it together."
Zhang Xian said in surprise: "Teacher Bi is here too? It seems that I made the right decision to go back to school this time. With the help of you two, I am more confident now. Although they are both from the School of Liberal Arts, but the School of Liberal Arts of China National Theater
After all, with the word drama in front of it, we still look at the problem from very different angles. I have been thinking about how to train students majoring in drama, technically..."
When it comes to professional matters, Zhang Xian is very excited and seems to be full of endless strength. And in the major of drama and literature, he is indeed more professional than himself and Bi Feiyu.
Yu Dong noticed that Zhang Xian was still carrying his bag and knew that he probably hadn't returned to his dormitory yet, so he smiled and said: "Director Zhang, let me get you a glass of water."
"I won't drink the water." Zhang Xian waved his hand, then remembered that he hadn't returned to the dormitory yet, and patted his head: "I-Teacher Yu, I'll go back and put down my luggage first. I guess the house also needs to be cleaned. It's been so long.
No one lives here, so it must have collected a lot of dust. Regarding the textbooks, I will talk to you later."
"Okay, we have a long way to go to work on the textbooks. You are tired from the journey, so go back and rest first. Lao Hu happens to be coming over in the evening, so we can have a meal together."
"Okay, I'll cook for you tonight."
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From that day on, the single dormitory became lively and busy.
Because his wife will be coming in a few days, Bi Feiyu is not in a hurry to go back to Yangzhou. He stays at school every day, sleeps until three o'clock in the morning, and then writes and exercises. In addition, he has one more job.
Just to give advice on Zhang Xian’s teaching materials.
Yu Dong is similar to him, but he gets up much earlier than him. He gets up at around six o'clock every day and starts his day's work after having breakfast.
Because he had recovered from his illness, he was too embarrassed to ask Cheng Yanqiu to deliver food. However, she would still deliver food occasionally, but she cooked it herself.
After eating two meals, Yu Dong held Cheng Yanqiu's hand and said with tears in his eyes: "Comrade Luoluo, it's better not to cook in the future. It hurts your hands and the fumes are choking."
Ever since he learned that Cheng Yanqiu had a nickname called Luoluo, Yu Dong also called her by that nickname, but Cheng Yanqiu had never been willing to tell Yu Dong why she was called Luoluo.
Regarding cooking, there are two things Yu Dong didn't tell Cheng Yanqiu. When she cooks, she not only hurts her hands, but also consumes ingredients and diners.
She said that her mother had two major hobbies, one was cooking and the other was music.
Yu Dong was certain that she only inherited half.
Yu Dong was more tactful at first and offered Cheng Yanqiu a piece of braised pork ribs to try, but was rejected ruthlessly by Cheng Yanqiu, "I have eaten it at home, and this dish was specially made for you. My mother made glutinous rice pork ribs today, and they were particularly delicious.
I ate a little too much and now I can’t eat anymore.”
Yu Dong's smile froze.
However, it seemed that she stopped cooking after her mother said a few words to her. Perhaps her mother also thought she was wasting ingredients.
After not bringing a meal, she would come early, then find a book and sit next to Yu Dong and read quietly. Sometimes when she got tired of reading, she would lean on the table and look at Yu Dong.
If Zhang Xian came to Yu Dong to ask about the teaching materials, she would listen to a few words and then run to the vegetable garden to weed. Yu Dong had been doing this job before, but she took over during this period.
If no one eats the vegetables in the vegetable garden, she will make some and take them home to show off to her mother: "I took care of all this myself."
Cheng Yanqiu has other ideas about the vegetable garden.
Later, she brought a pot of gardenias from home and placed it next to the vegetable garden, facing Yu Dong's window.
The pot of gardenia has bloomed to its last bloom. After Yu Dong smelled the fragrance for a few days, it stopped blooming. Cheng Yanqiu said that August is not suitable for transplanting. He should wait until next spring to transplant it into the soil.
It will bloom again in June.
She told Yu Dong that since she met him, she has become very greedy. She wants not only firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea, but also music, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and wine.
Not long after the gardenia flowers faded, the weather gradually became colder, and the pace of autumn became faster and faster.
Yu Dong's new "Xiangxi" has also been officially completed.
When the school year was about to start, Yu Dong first went to Yanjing and gave the new manuscript to He Qizhi and others. Although the new manuscript was not completely revised according to their suggestions, they did not say anything more this time and just finalized it for publication in November.
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They had been waiting impatiently for the manuscript. Now that it was here, they didn't want to delay it any longer.
Then Yu Dong went to see his teacher Hu Yueming, then returned home and stayed at home for a few days.
Chapter completed!