C29 Cheng Jianjun Entered the Railway University

The next morning, Cui Jin invited Su Jianguo and a few others to his office.

The three uneasy children stood respectfully. Cui Jin looked at the three children and smiled. "I heard that you went to Zhejiang Province Publishing Firm yesterday?"

"Yes, Principal. " As for Su Jianguo, he was a bit more daring, so he immediately replied.

"How do you feel there?" Cui Jin asked curiously.

"There are many theses that are relatively new. " Su Jianguo expressed his thoughts.

"What about you?" Cui Jin looked at Fang Yi. "How do you feel?"

"I hope that our school's computer room can introduce our Zhejiang Publishing Firm's research paper. That way, we can download more research papers. " Fang Yi's answer made Cui Jin raise his eyebrows.

"What about you?" Cui Jin looked at Liang Fei.

"I. . . I feel that the magazine and series of reports from Zhejiang Province Publishing Firm will be beneficial to our understanding of railway related knowledge. I like the magazines there. " When Liang Fei downloaded his thesis, he looked through the magazines in Zhejiang Publishing Firm's inventory regarding railway technology.

"Um. . . I understand. " Cui Jin lit a cigarette and looked at the three children. "Next Saturday, are you interested in going to Hangzhou Youth Palace?"

"Youth Palace?" Su Jianguo looked at Cui Jin in surprise.

Fang Yi and Liang Fei looked at each other in dismay.

"Yes, the president of Zhejiang Province Publishing Firm invites you to the Youth Palace to let the three good students there have a chat about your ideals. " Cui Jin waited for his students to say something surprising to him.

"Principal. . . What do we have to say to the three good students?" Fang Yi had a puzzled look on his face.

"That's right, Principal. What can we say to the three good students?" It wasn't that Liang Fei didn't understand.

"Let's talk about why you're learning railway technology. . . Is it to support your family, or is it your ideals? Why do you have such ideals, and why. . . " Cui Jin flicked his cigarette ash. "You're so obsessed with this technology. "

Although Cui Jin was explaining to Fang Yi and Liang Fei, he kept looking into Su Jianguo's eyes.

"We. . . " Fang Yi and Liang Fei were puzzled once again.

Fang Yi looked at Su Jianguo and whispered, "Is this President Zhang inviting you alone?"

Su Jianguo shook his head. "It's the three of us. "

"President Zhang is inviting us. How did the principal know? Could it be that they are on the phone?" Liang Fei turned his head and asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, but the principal seems to want us to answer what he wants to say. " Su Jianguo keenly noticed the crux of the problem.

Fang Yi and Liang Fei nodded in understanding. Fang Yi gave Liang Fei a look and Liang Fei was the first to speak.

"Principal, if you really give me a chance to chat with the three good students, I think I will talk about why I liked railway technology in the past, and why my family supported me in learning railway technology. But that's not the most important thing. The most important thing is, I'll talk about my impression of railway technology and the reasons for my preference. " Liang Fei looked at Cui Jin.

"Mm. . . Impression and preference. . . What is that?" Cui Jin became interested.

"It's an impression that I've been influenced by it. My father is a railway engineer. I've been playing in Hangzhou's railway department since I was a child. This impression has been branded on me. " Liang Fei's words made Cui Jin nod his head in satisfaction.

"That's understandable. What about you?" Cui Jin looked at Fang Yi.

"Principal, if you give me a chance to talk to the three good students, I will talk about how my parents craved knowledge, and how they brought me to not supplement my own knowledge. My mother is the Hangzhou City Library Manager, She has her own library certificate, and she prefers holding a reading conference. Reading a book, Reading a book was a quick thing. It's even more impressive. " Fang Yi looked at Cui Jin, "I'm willing to share how my family taught me how to love learning. "

"Family history, reading. . . Interesting. . . What about you?" Cui Jin looked at Su Jianguo.

"My family is very poor. I am a bitter child who doesn't have many hobbies. My choice to become a railway person was inspired by movies and documentaries. I'm willing to share with the three good students the shock I felt when I saw these scenes. Sometimes, the feeling of the scenes can stimulate a person's ambition. " Su Jianguo's words amused Cui Jin.

A documentary? Could it be that this caused Zhang Yu's expression to change that day?

"What documentary is that?" Cui Jin asked curiously.

"China re-entered the United Nations documentary in 1971, as well as Master Qiao's smile. " Su Jianguo answered seriously.

It was actually this documentary! Cui Jin instantly recorded that scene. . . It was also at this moment that Cui Jin understood Zhang Yu's mood.

Very few children went to watch documentaries and movies. Perhaps to the children, mangas, animations, and television dramas in the world of flowers were more interesting.

But to their generation, documentaries were real memories, and were even more real records of events.

That's right, how long has it been since I last replayed those exciting moments in documentaries?

Cui Jin nodded, "Next Saturday at ten o'clock in the morning, go to the Youth Palace. Zhang Yu will be waiting for you there. "

"Thank you, Principal. "

After the three of them left, Cui Jin picked up his phone and called Zhang Yu. "Elder Zhang, it's Cui Jin. "

"Yeah, Cui Jin. " Zhang Yu knew that Cui Jin had taken the initiative to call him. There was a high chance that something was going on. Ninety percent.

"I heard from my student that he will tell the students about his experiences in documentaries. Don't tell me you are preparing for a documentary?" Cui Jin went straight to the point.

"Yes, I'm preparing some. " Zhang Yu laughed, "And didn't you also want to revisit it?"

Me too? Cui Jin didn't ask, but he understood that this might be Zhao Cheng's arrangement. What? Let him see it with his own eyes?

Cui Jin rolled his eyes. Let him see it with his own eyes. Perhaps it was a good thing.

"Yeah, I'm just lamenting. How many years has it been since I last saw that exciting event in 1971?" Cui Jin sighed. "It's rare for a child to watch this documentary. "

"Did Little Su tell you?" Zhang Yu understood why Cui Jin said that.

"Yes, to be honest, I am looking forward to this meeting to read the ideal discussion. " Cui Jin smiled, "How about ten o'clock next Saturday morning?"

"Okay. " Zhang Yu promised him, "See you at the Youth Palace. "

"Okay. "

When the matter was settled, Cheng Jianjun caught up with the winter vacation. At the train station of Hangzhou City, Cheng Jianjun took out his small drawing board and drew the cultural landscape of the Beijing train station. He drew the life form of the people queuing to buy the train tickets.

With the drawing of the brush, Su Jianjun slowly gathered the images of an era into his drawing. Two pieces of paper in a year were used to draw the changes in Hangzhou.

Behind him, there was a child eating instant noodles. He stared at Cheng Jianjun's brush and looked at the sketch. The character had a vivid expression.

"Uncle, what are you drawing?" The child was only nine years old, so he came over with a curious expression.

"Drawing. . . " Cheng Jianjun curled his lips and tilted his head to look at the child. "Drawing the train station. "

"The drawing is really beautiful. "

. . . "Thank you. " Cheng Jianjun smiled happily and continued to draw.

After the child left, another youth carrying a bag came. This young man came from Shenzhen to Hangzhou for the New Year. As soon as he got off the train, he saw Cheng Jianjun drawing the map of Hangzhou City's train station. He curiously came over.

"Comrade, is this the train station you drew?"

"Yes. " Cheng Jianjun nodded.

"Ah, the painting is really good. If you draw one every year, you will be able to record the changes in Hangzhou. " As soon as the young man finished speaking, Cheng Jianjun stopped drawing and tilted his head to look at the young man.

"Record the changes in Hangzhou?" Cheng Jianjun was curious.

"Yeah, it's like a comic book. You know that little book, right? You can draw a small person on many pages and then quickly flip through it to form a moving small person. Perhaps. . . You can also draw a lot and form a moving one. "

The young man had never thought that a casual sentence from him would give Cheng Jianjun some inspiration.

It also allowed Cheng Jianjun to collect twenty books, each with dozens of pages of anime, from the Hangzhou train station to the eastern train station of Hangzhou.

"Good idea, I should draw something dynamic. " Cheng Jianjun accepted the young man's suggestion. "Thank you so much. "

"Hey, I was just making a suggestion. I still have some things to do, so I'll be leaving first. We'll meet again if fate allows it. "

"Bye. "

Cheng Jianjun began to draw the drawings in his hands, one by one. Each piece had a slight change, and when put together, it would become a dynamic change.

As he drew, Cheng Jianjun thought about the time when he entered university.

When he first entered Beijing Traffic University, Cheng Jianjun was like a country bumpkin. The first thing he did after entering was to carry the bedding on his back and walk around the university.

In this circle, Cheng Jianjun looked around with a face full of surprise. He was as happy as a child.

When he entered the dormitory and heard his classmates from the north and south of Shannan talking about their hometown in different dialects, Cheng Jianjun realized how big China was.

This was the first time he ate in the canteen. He looked at his senior brothers and sisters who were reading and eating, and then at the girls who were laughing and laughing. At this moment, his university life impacted Cheng Jianjun's brain, making him feel that everything was very fresh.

After buying a drink, Cheng Jianjun held it in his hand. As he walked, he looked at the green plants in the university. Occasionally, he would see some societies sitting together, laughing and talking about what he had seen and heard.

Occasionally, he would also see some clubs singing and raising their arms on the sports field, rehearsing the performances of their departments.

Of course, he would also occasionally get a lecture from a famous professor in a university. He would teach some of the country's special technologies and some international advanced technology.

Cheng Jianjun's favorite thing to do was to stroll around the university's classroom and try his luck. He wanted to see which famous professors he would meet. He wanted to listen to the knowledge that he had never heard of before. He wanted to listen to the fields that he had never touched before. He also wanted to experience the boundless sea of knowledge and the feeling of having a road in a mountain of books.

To be honest, university life was a pleasant surprise for Cheng Jianjun. Every day, he lived a fulfilling life. Every day, he lived a happy life. It was as if he had wings on his back, and he had the freedom and comfort to fly in the high sky and fish in the vast sea.