Chapter 17 sixteen

The program of the party is held in several places.There is a concert in the auditorium, and various entertainment dances are performed on the sports field.The reading hall of the library is also arranged as a small reception room.Everyone enjoyed their favorite programs according to their interests. I browsed around, but walked to the library; as soon as I entered the door, I suddenly saw Yanan and our female instructor, Mr. Gu, chatting in a smooth manner. Yanan saw me coming in, nodded with a smile, and motioned for me to sit by her table.After all, I feel a bit cramped to chat with our female teacher.I was about to find another seat, but this female teacher who is known for her strictness first smiled and said to me: Xu Jianbai!Don't be so, be generous!Come and sit with us.From today onwards, we are friends, take the teacher-student relationship lightly!

I bit the bullet and walked over, bowing to her shyly. During their conversation, I realized that the female instructor and Yanan were formerly classmates.Usually, we are very close. Yanan came to the school this time, and she also made an appointment in advance to attend our graduation ceremony.Because Yanan was busy publishing a manuscript in the newspaper office, she was late for a long time, but the female instructor still kept her from participating in our evening program. Strange to say, the attitude of our female instructor is quite different this evening.In normal times, we always see her cold and solemn face, and her speech is also eccentric.Especially the interaction between male and female students, she is watching like an enemy.In her notebook, each person's name is drawn with densely dotted symbols.It is also from these symbols to determine your conduct scores.

Of course, we all know her as a spinster in her late forties.The character of the old maid is probably due to the abnormality of the physiology, which directly affects the changes in the psychological aspect; it shows the characteristics of melancholy, loneliness and coldness.Even her name carries the symbol Gu Bingsheng. We don't usually call Mr. Gu's name very much.Because she taught rigid physics and chemistry, and also served as a female instructor.When we met, we always respectfully called her an instructor, and everyone called her an old nun behind her back.Some of my classmates had read the story about Ah Q touching the face of a little nun in Lu Xun's anthology, and they started rumors that the female instructor fell in love with one of our Chinese teachers, nicknamed Old Master Wang.This matter was spread to ten, ten to hundreds, and the city was full of disturbances.Later, the school also found out, and the director of discipline and education muddleheadedly recorded a few mischievous classmates as a major offense, but Mrs. Wang was so frightened that he resigned and ran away without even taking his luggage.

For this matter, I heard that the old nun was so angry that she cried all day and all night.Since then, Mr. Gu's temperament has become more severe and irritable than usual. However, in this conversation, it was the first time I saw her smile, and it was also the first time I discovered that she also had a feminine tenderness. She was very concerned about my plans after graduation.When it came to the issue of further studies, she specifically introduced the advantages of her alma mater; and because I was afraid that I was not familiar with the application process, she repeatedly told Yanan to ask her to talk to me more.It is best to go north with her during the summer vacation, because Yanan should resume classes in the next semester.

Yanan is also very willing to have an extra companion on the journey, but it will take some time to finish the matter in the newspaper office.Therefore, we agreed that after the holiday, I would take this opportunity to go home once and make an appointment to wait for her at the train station near my hometown. Mr. Gu saw that we were talking very speculatively, and smiled quietly from the sidelines.From her smile, I guessed the meaning; she thought that if Yanan and I had the chance to get along, there might be a love relationship.But Yanan didn't care at all, she still stared at me with her passionate eyes.

Perhaps it was because Mr. Gu was present, but the reception room seemed deserted, and the few students who had been chatting here also quietly ran away. While talking and laughing, suddenly there was a burst of applause outside the window; probably the entertainment show had already started for a long time.I really want to invite Yanan to visit the playground, but Mr. Gu seems to be nostalgic for this place, and he doesn't seem to leave at all.So I took out my notebook and said to her: I hope the instructor will write me some teachings! It is very popular in our school for classmates to write memorial books when they are parting.But the female instructor took my notebook and was very surprised.Probably no one has ever dared to ask her for advice!I saw her pondering for a while, but wrote down the poem of her old classmate, Ms. Bing Xin:

There is only sympathy and love in the world, There is only mutual help and help in the world; In the deep mountains, the rabbit is accompanied by the lion, Long whales under the sea protect the coral. This is such a verse full of love, unexpectedly written from the pen of this old nun.Yanan and I both smiled at her.But she said solemnly: firm white!You will not understand me!After speaking, he walked out without turning his head with a sad mood. I thought that the attitude just now offended her, and I really wanted to catch up and apologize to her, but Yanan waved to me.I also know that the character of the old nun is often like this. When her temper flares up, no one dares to say anything to her.

Seeing that her back was gone, Yanan told me that Mr. Gu's inner personality was the opposite of her appearance.It's a pity that most people don't understand her.Because few people know that when she was young, she suffered a major blow in her love life.So there has been a big change in personality, even she herself can't feel such a big distance from the crowd! Sighing for a while, I accompanied Yanan to visit our evening program.When I walked to the playground, I saw under the bright lights, the students in the lower grades were performing a Spanish-style group dance.They are all wearing colorful dance clothes and waving white silk scarves, which is really dazzling.However, it suddenly brought back childhood memories; didn't I sing the Grape Fairy with Sister Alan in elementary school ten years ago?Today, however, growing older only brings us more troubles!

Yanan seemed to feel the same way, she was thinking about something in a daze.I know that her memories of her childhood are more profound than mine.So amidst wild cheers, Yanan pulled me out gently.