The middle-aged man smiled and shook hands with Comrade Zhenhua. Without waiting for hello, a guard brought a bamboo stool and brought fragrant tea. The two of them sat down one after another.

"I'm very worried recently? I saw you without these gray hair last time. Why did you feel so tired after a few months?" The old leader put down the book and spoke.

Comrade Zhenhua caressed his temples and smiled and said, "It's not that tired, but there are many troubles. However, we are upset and people have a good life, so they are happy."

Chief Zhenhua has always been a gentleman and a hard-working scalper. He is famous in the party. His remarks are exactly his style.

The old leader said, "I'm here to find me today. Are you really here to hide from leisure? I think you don't have this leisure yet."

Chief Zhenhua said: "Old Chief, don't you tell me, the most troublesome thing at the moment is in your hand?"

"Oh? This book?" The old leader shook his hand gently, "I heard that you organized a study meeting for this book last time. Why didn't you study successfully? Or do you have any opinions?"

"The study tour is good, and only some comrades have some opinions. However, overall, the response is good. After all, based on history, you can understand gains and losses. Although you have taken different paths, the general laws of human development are still the same." Comrade Zhenhua smiled and continued: "There are two kinds of troubles I have mentioned. First, many of the top leaders in the education industry sent a joint letter to the State Council, demanding that universities be opened and compulsory education be run. Now there are a lot of trouble outside. Some people who are also calling their actions a new bus to write. Listen to it, it seems that we don't agree, but Cixi is the second most."

Fortunately, Comrade Zhenhua said this. If other leaders in the party said it, it would be murderous. Even so, the middle-aged man on the side kept looking at Comrade Zhenhua's face, hoping to see some murderous aura. What if it happened? Comrade Zhenhua was calm and always had a warm smile. It seemed that "Cixi" was just a joke and a joke.

The old leader pushed the pallet to Comrade Zhenhua and signaled him to use melons, "We have always attached importance to education, otherwise we would not end that matter. The first major thing is to resume the college entrance examination. However, everything has to be done step by step. Education is a big thing, but it is not an urgent matter at present. The top priority now is to do a good job in co-production contracting and economic construction. We cannot disperse our energy. Of course, we cannot ignore the opinions of these intellectuals, and we will be scolded as the second best person behind the scenes if they are not really scolded by others. I think we can do this, just like our special economic zone. We will start a pilot first. In this way, we will also explain to the outside world and learn from it when it is promoted in the future."

"Okay. Just do it! Old Chief, it seems that I have to run away here." Comrade Zhenhua separated a lot of eyebrows, "By the way, I said one thing but didn't say two. Although this second thing is a sesame thing, it can't help but be annoying. OK, I won't say it for now. Do you know who wrote it and who is the chief writer?"

Chief Zhenhua actually kept it a secret.

"Please! Who doesn't know about it in all four or nine cities?" The middle-aged man actually spoke first. He regretted it as soon as he finished speaking. This man was just impatient. Although he was very smart, he kept saying the wrong things because of this impatient attitude. After all, who doesn't know whether it's asking for yes? It's all written in the book. How could Chief Zhenhua ask about this pseudonym? It's obvious that he asked about the name of the pseudonym.

"Is it a little guy?" the old leader answered casually.

With a slap, Zhenhua's face was full of disbelief, "Why did you guess it right away!"

"It's really this boy!" The old leader's eyes lit up suddenly. It was obvious that he really guessed it just now, not already knowing it.

However, it is not difficult to guess. One is from the University of Beijing. Although the old leader did not know where Xue Xiang is now, he knew that he was studying in college. Obviously, the University of Beijing is a place to go. Secondly, Xue Laosan had three previous articles that shocked the world. When Comrade Zhenhua asked him, the old leader easily thought of him. Thirdly, Comrade Zhenhua asked the old leader to guess that this person was someone he knew. In this way, the scope was narrowed again. With the wisdom of the old leader, he naturally hit it with one blow.

"Who, what puzzle did you two fight?"

The middle-aged man was confused when he was on the side. He had discussed the true form of seeking truth with a group of friends, but the result was: seeking truth must be the name of an "organization". The reason for the next time was that it was difficult for ordinary people to believe that under the current conditions, some people could write such a heroic article alone. After all, the detailed information and rigorous arguments in the article are not just a casual look at the information.

Comrade Zhenhua smiled and said, "Qiushi is the boy from Xue family, Nanfang. Last time Comrade Anyuan celebrated his birthday, I heard that you have gone and you should have seen him."

The middle-aged man slapped his thigh and said in surprise: "It's him! Could you make a mistake? In my impression, I saw a slick boy that day, and he still has this ability?"

The middle-aged man returned to China shortly after he knew about the big discussion, but he didn't care much about zz. Therefore, he didn't know that Xue Xiang had the nickname of Xue Sanzi. Therefore, at this time, Comrade Zhenhua suddenly revealed the truth. In his mind, a smiley boy and a wonderful elder, these two images cannot overlap no matter how much.

The old leader waved his hand and smiled, signaling Comrade Zhenhua to continue.

"It's such a thing. Lao Liu and Lao Zhu don't know what the trouble is. They both asked Xiao Zi to join their unit and actually beat me up the lawsuit. I have a headache here. They are both husbands saying that the mother is right, and the mothers say that Xiao Zi is from the propaganda system and should go to the Central Propaganda Department, and the other said that Xiao Zi is a cadre sent by the organization department, and that it is the right thing to go back to her parents' home. On weekdays, these two people are not so competitive. I really don't know how idle they are doing this time."

"Zhenhua, did you think I was a little underestimating the little guy before?" The old leader asked without answering.

Comrade Zhenhua was slightly surprised and understood his intention, "To be honest, with Xiaozi Xue's ability, it is indeed not suitable for students. For such a student, I am afraid that Jingdao will not have a teacher to teach him. Don't say that before, I was a legend of being a clever god, but this time I believed it, and I was talking about Xiaozi Xue." At this point, Comrade Zhenhua changed his tone, "What? What do you mean, Xiaozi Xue..."

The old leader rubbed his short hair and smiled and said, "What's what I mean? It's yours. You're annoyed him now. If you make it far away, you won't be upset. What's more, as the saying goes, "Listen to what you say, you have to watch what you do." The little guy is talking and writing a pen is first-class, and it's not good to speak loudly. You have to show your true skills..."

Comrade Zhenhua smiled knowingly and nodded thoughtfully, but did not continue the topic. He turned to the middle-aged man and said, "Southern. I heard that you have brought a lot of good cigarettes from America. Why? I'm here today, I'm not stingy."

As soon as Comrade Zhenhua said this, the middle-aged man knew what he meant. He replied with a smile and went back to his room.

"Tell me!" The old leader cushioned his back and sat upright.

With the wisdom of the old leader, it is naturally impossible to guess Comrade Zhenhua has something to ask about here. After all, although the first two things are barely counted as the top two, at their level, they are all trivial, so how can they worry about the gods in the clouds?

As the middle-aged man left, Comrade Zhenhua spoke: "Lao Wei's condition is getting worse and worse. The news from the hospital may not survive this summer. Alas, Lao Wei is so generous that he handed out his resignation letter on his sickbed yesterday. As soon as Lao Wei got out, a comrade suggested that Comrade Zihan beside him."

"Oh, Lao Wei is less than seventy? Zhenhua, you should also pay attention to your health." The old leader sighed deeply, "Old Wei's work in the Military Commission is important. Why, do you have any choice?"

Comrade Zhenhua nodded, "I mean to let Comrade Anyuan go. After all, Comrade Anyuan is really a leader in the south this time and is the only one who can win the favor. The rewards for the last time were a little less."

The old leader smiled and waved his hand: "An Yuan has enough credit, but he still has to grind it. This step is too fast. If you take a big step, you may not be able to stand firm. Besides, I know that he is a man who can't sleep after leaving the military camp. While he can't climb now, he will definitely be anxious with you. But these are all minor matters. I only care about An Yuan's achievements in military innovation. Let him explore slowly below, maybe he may have hair growth again..."

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Xue Xiang never expected that his life trajectory was like a huge parabolic curve, or a roller coaster, or a swinging swing. In short, he kept floating around and waving, experiencing the lowest and low again and again. The most suffocating thing was the height and low, and he couldn't help himself in his decision.

Just now, on June 25, 1979, the day when the publication was officially completed, Xue Xiang received two documents at the same time, one from the University of Beijing and the other from the Central Government.

In the principal's office, Zhou Shuren looked full of regret and sighed: "Oh, it's said that shallow water is hard to raise dragons. The water in our Beijing University pool is deep enough, but it still can't support you, the dragon. Forget it, I won't stop you from a good future. Hehe, it's not difficult, no, people have no eyes. If I had known, I would have agreed to Duan Laoer. At least you can stay in Beijing and continue to study. Now, you will have to go to a foreign country. Well, as the principal, I will give you a few words before leaving: Be an official first, be a person, and be an official should serve the people."

After saying that, Zhou Shuren picked up his pen and wrote on the spread rice paper.

Xue Xiang collected the dry banner, opened his mouth, wanted to say some words of comfort and gratitude, but wanted to argue without saying anything. In fact, he was also very frustrated. Although the order clearly stated that the deputy director level was given to him, although it greatly satisfied his small official addiction, he really didn't want to leave Beijing and leave Beijing University at this time. He really didn't want to be like duckweed and drifted with the wind. This made him feel depressed, wronged, and unable to express his ambition in his heart. This is like this in Koushantun, and this is like this in Beijing University.

In Kuoshantun, before he finished his plan, he was dragged back to the capital by a transfer order. At Beijing University, he booked it. There were four years of time, enough planning and planning a career. Just so happened that Beijing University gave him the stage to perform - the actual head of the news center, and he also made achievements - the trend of the whole country, but when he was the most popular, he had laid a foundation and was about to build a building, he demolished the foundation. Why didn't he make him feel very bored?
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