Rebirth of Bloody Romance

As the Spring Festival Gala draws to a close, the singing and laughter on the stage interweave into a sea of ​​joy, and people are immersed in the festive atmosphere of happiness.

However, Zhong Yuemin was not paying much attention to the TV program at the moment. He sat in front of the TV, his eyes drifting out the window from time to time, silently calculating the time in his mind.

Zhong Yuemin knew that based on experience, Zhou Xiaobai and her sisters-in-law should be leaving soon. Thinking that Xiao Haichen and Xiao Shihua might be waiting in the cold night wind, his heart tightened involuntarily.

Finally, Zhong Yuemin made up his mind, stood up, put on a thick coat, gently pushed open the door, stepped into the night, and walked towards the Workers' Stadium.

Outside the Workers' Stadium, there was a huge crowd of people. The audience members walked out of the gate slowly with bright smiles on their faces and full of satisfaction. Zhong Yuemin stood in the crowd, his eyes eagerly shuttled between each face, trying to find that familiar figure.

Time passed by minute by minute, and Zhong Yuemin waited anxiously. After about ten minutes, his eyes suddenly lit up and finally fixed on the distance.

Zhou Xiaobai and her sisters-in-law were seen walking towards this side, talking and laughing. Xiao Haichen and Xiao Shihua were wrapped tightly in thick cotton coats, and were held by Chen Yijun and Zhou Xiaobai like two cute little bears.

"Xiaobai, here!" Zhong Yuemin shouted loudly to Zhou Xiaobai not far away, with a bit of urgency and warmth in his voice.

Zhou Xiaobai looked over when she heard the voice and saw Zhong Yuemin at a glance. A look of surprise immediately appeared on her face. "Yuemin, why are you here?" She walked quickly forward, with a bit of surprise and emotion in her tone.

"Are my daughter and son asleep? I was afraid they were asleep, so I hurried over to pick you up." Zhong Yuemin explained with a smile, his eyes full of love for his family.

At this moment, Xiao Shihua, who was originally sleepy, woke up dazedly. Hearing her father's voice, she rubbed her eyes and called out softly, "Dad, you are here."

Zhong Yuemin's heart was instantly melted by his daughter's voice. He carefully took Xiao Shihua from Zhou Xiaobai's arms, let her ride on his neck, then held her calves firmly and said with a smile, "Girl, hold daddy's head tightly, let's go home."

"I understand, Dad." Little Shihua responded happily, her little hands tightly around Zhong Yuemin's forehead, her bright big eyes looking around curiously.

Then, Zhong Yuemin took little Haichen from Chen Yijun's arms. The little guy was sleeping soundly with a rosy face. He said softly to Chen Yijun, "Mom, give Haichen to me. You are tired too."

Zhou Xiaobai's sister-in-law said, "Yuemin, can you do this? Why don't you give Xiao Haichen to us? We wanted to hug him just now, but he wouldn't let us."

"Sister-in-law, it's okay."

Watching the warm interaction between the few people, Zhou Xiaobai's heart was filled with happiness and satisfaction. She gently patted Zhong Yuemin's shoulder and said softly, "Let's go, it's still quite cold outside."

Zhong Yuemin nodded, holding Xiao Haichen, and walked towards home with Zhou Xiaobai and the others.

Along the way, Xiao Shihua excitedly recounted the interesting things that happened at the party tonight, and Zhong Yuemin listened patiently, responding from time to time. The family was happy and full of laughter.

In the following days, Zhong Yuemin's life seemed to be filled with all kinds of parties. He had new invitations every night and was always present at every occasion. He was like a busy bee, constantly shuttling between the flowers of social life without a moment's rest.

Zhong Yuemin's life pace seems to be fast-forwarded, with one party after another, either a banquet hosted by friends, a gathering of comrades, or a gathering of former educated youth. He keeps running between these occasions and is extremely busy.

When night falls, he is always missing from the house. Xiao Shihua and Xiao Haichen often ask, "Mom, what is Dad doing these days? Why can't we see him?"

Zhou Xiaobai would comfort them by saying, "Dad is going to meet his friends, you guys better behave yourself."

In the evening, when Zhong Yuemin dragged his slightly tired but satisfied body home, Zhou Xiaobai was sitting on the sofa with a book in his hand, but there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.

Zhou Xiaobai looked at Zhong Yuemin and said with a smile, "Yuemin, you have been so busy lately! The children haven't seen you all day." There was both sarcasm and helplessness in her words.

Zhong Yuemin shrugged his shoulders with an innocent and helpless look, and said softly, "Oh my! Wife, I really have no choice! Once you enter the world, you have no choice. In a few years, I will not care about anything, but now, I can't." His eyes revealed a hint of apology and helplessness.

Zhou Xiaobai smiled lightly, with a sly look in her eyes, and she teased, "I don't believe it! If you don't care, it's because you're tired of playing." There was a hint of playfulness and humor in her voice.

"Wife, you really understand me!" Zhong Yuemin walked forward with a smile, put his arm around Zhou Xiaobai's shoulders, with a sly smile on his face, as if he didn't care about what Zhou Xiaobai said.

Zhou Xiaobai raised her head proudly, a confident smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and she said proudly, "Huh! That's right, don't you see who I am?" Her eyes were full of pride and confidence.

Zhong Yuemin looked at the lovely Zhou Xiaobai in front of him, and the love in his heart became stronger. He couldn't help but whisper in Zhou Xiaobai's ear, "Wife, since you know me so well, let's have a deeper communication!" There was a hint of ambiguity and tenderness in his tone.

When Zhou Xiaobai heard this, her face suddenly flushed. She lowered her head shyly and let out a soft moan.

Zhou Xiaobai's body trembled involuntarily, and her breathing became rapid, as if she could not control her inner excitement and desire. Her hands could not help but hug Zhong Yue's broad back, as if she wanted to get closer to him.

Zhong Yuemin felt Zhou Xiaobai's enthusiastic response, and a strong desire surged in his heart. He hugged Zhou Xiaobai's delicate body even tighter, leaving no gap between them.

Zhou Xiaobai opened her arms, as if she wanted to embrace the whole world, and hugged Zhong Yuemin tightly. At the same time, she raised her face and looked at Zhong Yuemin with gentle eyes, her eyes full of love.

Zhou Xiaobai's breathing became more and more rapid, and her voice gradually became unclear. Her eyes gradually closed, as if she was immersed in endless happiness.

Zhou Xiaobai's lips trembled slightly, and her white teeth bit her bright red lips tightly, revealing a hint of shyness. At the same time, her hands were still tightly wrapped around Zhong Yuemin's neck, unwilling to let go.

"Yuemin, we can't do this here! It would be so embarrassing if our mother and the children saw us." Zhou Xiaobai said with a blushing face.

"Wife, just call me husband, otherwise I won't be happy." Zhong Yuemin said with a wicked smile.

"Hateful!" Zhou Xiaobai said coquettishly.

"Wife, are you going to scream or not? If you don't give me face, I will take action." Zhong Yuemin deliberately threatened.

"Husband!" Zhou Xiaobai called out helplessly.

Zhong Yuemin was overjoyed when he heard this. He picked up Zhou Xiaobai by the waist, strode back to the bedroom, and gently put her on the bed. Soon, the two of them were burning with passion, and the whole room was filled with spring light.

Unconsciously, the bell of the new semester rang quietly. Zhong Yuemin walked into the school with a brisk pace, but unexpectedly found that the enthusiasm for learning Zhang Haidi on campus did not seem to diminish with the passage of time.

The banner is still hanging high. The words "Learn from Comrade Zhang Haidi" sway gently in the breeze, as if telling of an immortal spirit.

However, in sharp contrast to this enthusiasm is the indifference of students. The carefully organized study seminars by the school or class have few students interested. Perhaps it is because the catastrophe of history has left an indelible shadow in people's hearts, causing many people to have a rebellious mentality towards political tasks. What is advocated by the top is often responded to by the bottom with the opposite attitude, as if it has become an invisible tacit understanding.

What is even more surprising is that even teachers who shoulder the heavy responsibility of ideological and political education have not been immune to this indifferent atmosphere. Many of them even feel embarrassed to talk about their identities and are unwilling to reveal to others that they are engaged in ideological and political work. This mentality undoubtedly adds a touch of complexity to the political atmosphere on campus.

Zhong Yuemin strolled along the campus path with mixed feelings. He felt the shock brought by the unyielding enthusiasm for learning, and deeply felt the helplessness and struggle of students and teachers. In this special period, everyone's mind seemed to be bound by an invisible shackle, making it difficult to fly freely.

Zhao Zhiqiang, the new secretary of the Youth League Committee, had a worried look on his face. He found Zhong Yuemin and complained helplessly, "Old Zhong! This job is really impossible to do. Students are not very enthusiastic about learning from Zhang Haidi, and no one participates in the activities organized. It's really a headache for me as the secretary of the Youth League Committee!"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin smiled and jokingly said, "Old Zhao! You have just encountered a challenge when you took office. But don't worry, as long as your thinking does not slip, there are always more solutions than problems. If we use our brains more, we will always find a solution."

However, Zhong Yuemin also knew that no one could easily change this situation, and he could only go with the flow and slowly get through it. He shrugged helplessly, indicating that he was powerless.

Zhao Zhiqiang felt even worse when he heard Zhong Yuemin's ridicule. He replied unhappily, "Stop making sarcastic remarks and give me some advice!"

After saying that, he turned around and left angrily, leaving Zhong Yuemin alone with a bitter smile on his face.

A few days after the start of school, Zhou Huaihai brought a few people to invite Zhong Yuemin to dinner. Zhong Yuemin looked at their smiling faces and couldn't help but guess in his heart: "Seeing how happy they are, there must be something good going on."

As expected, Zhong Yuemin soon found out the reason. It turned out that the news of arms export had been published in major newspapers. This 5000 million US dollar arms export order was undoubtedly explosive news.

The newspapers reported the incident for several days, attracting widespread attention from all walks of life. You know, at that time, the country's foreign exchange reserves were still quite limited, and 5000 million US dollars was definitely a huge sum of money.

At the dinner table, everyone was talking and laughing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. As they toasted each other, everyone's faces were filled with joy.

At this time, Zhou Huaihai suddenly stood up, raised his glass, and said to Zhong Yuemin solemnly, "Yuemin, on behalf of the Military Industry Research Institute, I toast you with this glass of wine. Thank you for your selfless help all the time."

However, Zhou Huaihai could not specify the specific details of the help. After all, some things are just known in the heart and do not need to be explained.

Zhong Yuemin pretended to be surprised and pretended to know nothing, but his heart was as clear as a mirror. He smiled and raised his glass and responded, "Oh, second brother, you are too polite. I just did something insignificant. It's not worth mentioning. Besides, isn't this the way our relationship should be?"

Zhou Huaihai knew that Zhong Yuemin's help was not a trivial matter. Because of Zhong Yuemin's assistance, the unit won the first-class collective merit at the beginning of the year, and he himself also got the second-class individual merit. Promotion was a matter of time.

Everyone enjoyed the meal very much. Zhong Yuemin looked at their smiles and felt a sense of satisfaction. Although these things were not a big deal for him, he was still very pleased to see that his brother-in-law benefited from them.

After the meal, Zhou Huaihai took Zhong Yuemin aside to chat for a while, just talking about some interesting things that happened recently and work situations.

Zhong Yuemin thought silently. "When the work is done, I will leave, hiding my body and name." This may be the best portrayal of him now.

As time went by, Zhong Yuemin became more and more comfortable at the podium. Both economics and history of science courses were no longer a challenge for him.

After more than a year of hard work, Zhong Yuemin has fully adapted to the role of university professor and has a deeper understanding and mastery of teaching work.

Zhong Yuemin is already familiar with these sophomore courses. He only needs to reorganize last year's lesson plans and can easily cope with each class.

Zhong Yuemin found that he was becoming more and more confident on the podium and his language expression became more fluent and natural. This change was not only reflected in his teaching skills, but also in his interaction with students.

Compared with last year, Zhong Yuemin's pace of life has slowed down significantly. He no longer needs to prepare detailed lesson plans for every class, but can spend more time reading, researching and thinking.

At the same time, Zhong Yuemin no longer feels nervous and stressed, but is now more relaxed. He enjoys his time on the podium and the pleasure of sharing knowledge with students.

In class, Zhong Yuemin is always able to explain complex knowledge in a vivid and interesting way, making the students listen with great interest. He is good at using examples and metaphors to help students better understand abstract concepts.

In addition, Zhong Yuemin also guides students to think and discuss, encourages them to ask questions, and patiently answers them. His classes are always full of laughter, and students learn and grow in a relaxed and happy atmosphere.

Zhong Yuemin is very satisfied with this change. He knows that as a teacher, the most important thing is to let students learn and grow in a relaxed and happy atmosphere. Now, he has found his own teaching style and the best way to get along with students.