Rebirth of Bloody Romance

The afterglow of the sun shines through the window lattices, sprinkling across the office in patches, adding a touch of warmth to this quiet afternoon.

Zhong Yuemin was sitting in a corner of the office, chatting with Xie Min about trivial matters at school. Just then, a student hurried over and interrupted their conversation.

"Teacher Zhong, Professor Yue is looking for you and asks you to come over." The student's voice was a little hurried, as if there was something important waiting to be dealt with.

Zhong Yuemin raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this, and a trace of doubt arose in his heart. "Professor Yue came to see me. What did he want to talk about?" He asked gently, trying to get more information from the student.

However, the student just shook his head, looking confused. "Teacher Zhong, Professor Yue didn't say anything, he just asked you to come over."

"Okay, I got it. I'll be right there." Zhong Yuemin stood up, straightened his clothes, and prepared to go to Professor Yue's office.

Seeing this, Xie Min's eyes flashed with curiosity, and her gossipy nature made her unable to help but speak.

"Xiao Zhong! Tell me, why does Professor Yue want to see you?" She pretended to be mysterious and approached Zhong Yuemin, trying to catch a clue from his face.

Zhong Yuemin smiled bitterly and shook his head, spreading his hands to show his helplessness. "Sister, I don't know either! You are so well-informed, do you know that?"

Seeing this, Xie Min sat up straight and pretended to be angry. "You don't even know your own business, how can I know? Go quickly, don't keep others waiting for too long."

Zhong Yuemin smiled lightly, with a hint of helplessness and curiosity in his smile. He stood up, brushed off the non-existent dust on the corner of his clothes, and winked at Xie Min. "Then I'll go and see what Professor Yue is up to. Maybe he wants to add more responsibilities to me and make me a full-time nanny."

Xie Min burst out laughing when she heard that, her round face filled with a bit of teasing. "You just love to joke around. But seriously, Professor Yue doesn't usually look for people easily, this time it must be something big. Remember, if it's good news, don't forget to buy me a drink!"

Zhong Yuemin nodded and said mysteriously, "Don't worry, if it's really good news, I'll be the first to inform you, and we won't go home until we're drunk!" After that, he walked briskly across the corridor and walked towards Professor Yue's office.

In the corridor, the sunlight shines through the windows, casting mottled shadows, adding a bit of liveliness to the usually dull academic atmosphere.

Zhong Yuemin wondered in his heart, why did Professor Yue come to him this time? Was there something wrong with the research report he had recently submitted? Or did he need his assistance for the upcoming scientific research project?

Arriving at the door of Professor Yue's office, Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath, as if preparing for the unknown challenges he was about to face. He knocked gently on the door, and Professor Yue's steady and powerful voice came from inside. "Come in."

Pushing the door open, Zhong Yuemin walked in, and an academic atmosphere hit him. Professor Yue was looking down at a document, his eyes behind his glasses showing a rigorous and sharp light. When he saw Zhong Yuemin coming in, he just raised his eyelids slightly, motioning him to come closer.

"Professor Yue, are you looking for me?" Zhong Yuemin asked respectfully, but he couldn't help but speculate the reason for this summons.

Professor Yue did not answer directly, but handed him a form without looking up. Zhong Yuemin took it and looked at it, and his eyes widened immediately. It clearly said "Application Form for Textbook Editorial Committee Member".

"Textbook Editorial Committee?" Zhong Yuemin was shocked, thinking that this was a joke. He was just an ordinary teacher with a bachelor's degree, how could he be qualified to join the Textbook Editorial Committee? You know, it is composed of a group of academic authorities and senior professors, responsible for the compilation and approval of school textbooks.

Professor Yue seemed to see through his thoughts and snorted coldly, with a bit of dissatisfaction in his tone. "For such a big thing as the evaluation of professional titles, others are fighting to the death. But you are just like nothing happened. I just want to see how long you can hold on if I don't call you."

The relationship between Zhong Yuemin and Professor Yue became closer because of their shared experiences. No matter how the outside world sees it, the two of them are already people on the same front.

Professor Yue's silent support behind the scenes helped Zhong Yuemin to overcome numerous difficulties. This friendship made their conversations more direct and unrestrained.

Zhong Yuemin looked helpless and spread his hands to Professor Yue. "Professor Yue, I'm only in my second year as a lecturer. I really don't meet the requirements. Even if I want to help, I'm unable to do so!"

Zhong Yuemin's tone revealed a hint of self-mockery and helplessness, and he was obviously caught off guard by this sudden opportunity for professional title evaluation.

Zhong Yuemin secretly complained in his heart that he had always followed the policies and rules. According to the regulations, a lecturer must have worked for at least five years to be evaluated for a professional title. He was not an outstanding figure, so how could he be qualified for the evaluation of a professional title?

Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but smile bitterly. To be honest, he was lucky enough to become a lecturer right after graduation. In contrast, other teachers were still struggling in the position of teaching assistants, working hard to be promoted to lecturers.

Moreover, in Zhong Yuemin's opinion, if the position of professor does not have a job title or a length, it is just a senior technician. He does not have too much obsession with the evaluation of professional titles, but feels that he is still young and has a lot to learn and improve.

Professor Yue looked at Zhong Yuemin who was dawdling in front of him, frowned slightly, and showed a trace of impatience on his face. He tapped the table lightly, and said in a tone of urging, "Okay, stop dawdling, fill out this form quickly, and then apply for the title." The voice was not loud, but it was full of unquestionable majesty.

Zhong Yuemin carefully took the form and looked at the column for "Second Host". He showed a hint of hesitation and trepidation, and his lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but swallowed it back.

Finally, Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath, looked up at Professor Yue, with a guilty expression on his face, and said softly, "Professor Yue, this is the second host, I... I feel that my ability is really limited!" To be honest, this made Zhong Yuemin feel a little guilty.

Zhong Yuemin knew clearly that Professor Yue was the primary person in charge of compiling this textbook, there was no doubt about that.

However, when Zhong Yuemin saw that he was placed in the position of second host, he felt uneasy.

You know, with Zhong Yuemin's current qualifications and education, he is not qualified for such an important role. Such an arrangement will not only make him feel more stressed, but may also cause jealousy and dissatisfaction among his colleagues.

By then, wouldn't he be drowned in the saliva of the crowd? Thinking of this, Zhong Yuemin felt even more depressed.

Zhong Yuemin's face is not thick enough to this extent. Even if he is regarded as a relative or a backdoor, there must be a limit! He does not want to put himself in embarrassment and trouble because of this incident.

"Don't you understand the meaning of this? This is a national textbook!" Professor Yue's question was asked with a hint of seriousness that could not be ignored. His eyes flashed with his infinite importance and firm belief in this work.

Zhong Yuemin certainly understood the far-reaching significance of this. Once this economics textbook is successfully compiled, it will be used as a general textbook in colleges and universities across the country. Its influence will be so great that the compiler's name will be recorded in history.

For Professor Yue, this is not only an honor, but also a responsibility. He knows that only in this way can more people understand and master the essence of economics and promote social progress and development.

Zhong Yuemin also knows that this is not just a textbook, but also a mark of an era, the inheritance and development of knowledge. It carries the wisdom and hard work of countless predecessors, and also carries the earnest expectations of a group of experts and scholars such as Professor Yue.

Moreover, the members of the editorial committee are all experts and scholars at the deans, directors, and professors in the field of economics from major universities across the country. Their valuable resources, such as profound knowledge, rich experience, and extensive connections, are immeasurable.

Zhong Yuemin thought secretly in his heart: "These people are all authorities in the economics field!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling excited and nervous.

Such an opportunity is undoubtedly a rare experience and accumulation for him. Being able to work with these top economists and participate in the compilation of textbooks can not only broaden his academic horizons, but also learn a lot of valuable knowledge and experience.

More importantly, this work has strong practical significance. It is not just a simple college work task, but a political task.

Because the results of this work will directly affect the quality and direction of future economics education, and may even have a profound impact on the country's economic policies. Therefore, this task must be completed with high quality and without any mistakes.

Professor Yue looked at Zhong Yuemin, who was still a little hesitant, and couldn't help but laugh. "Okay, it's settled. You are mainly responsible for the manuscript compilation work, and I am not asking you to write the entire textbook alone. With me and other committee members here, what are you afraid of? You don't think you can write it by yourself, do you?"

After hearing this, Zhong Yuemin's concerns were slightly alleviated, but he still felt a little reluctant. He said awkwardly, "Professor Yue, this title is not legitimate! After all, I am still young and inexperienced, and I am afraid that I will not be able to convince others when the time comes."

Upon hearing this, Professor Yue raised a sly smile. "You are quite self-aware. However, I have already thought about this problem for you." As he spoke, he picked up a document from the table and handed it to Zhong Yuemin.

"From now on, you are my assistant researcher. You just need to go to the personnel department to handle the formalities later. Is that enough?" Professor Yue's words were filled with pride, as if he had already anticipated Zhong Yuemin's concerns and prepared a perfect solution for him.

Zhong Yuemin took the document, looked at the contents, and couldn't help but feel relieved. Although this old man likes to play tricks on people, this time he did solve a big problem for him. With the identity of an assistant researcher, his position in the compilation committee became more legitimate.

"Professor Yue, this is a great idea of ​​yours. However, I have to tell you in advance that I am a careless student, so please don't look down on me when the time comes." Zhong Yuemin said half-jokingly, but his gratitude to Professor Yue was beyond words.

Professor Yue laughed and patted Zhong Yuemin on the shoulder. "You are a talkative person. But I like your cleverness. Work hard, I believe you can handle this job."

Zhong Yuemin breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. This old man really knows how to play tricks on people.

If Zhong Yuemin had really foolishly agreed at the beginning, the old man could have turned on the mocking mode. I couldn't help but sigh in my heart that this old man was very bad.

"Even though I have finished editing, I still don't seem to be qualified to apply for a professional title, right?" Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but ask the question in his mind as he was about to leave the office. Although he had accepted the position of assistant researcher, the question of professional title evaluation still lingered in his mind.

Upon hearing this, Professor Yue raised a meaningful smile. "The soul of Marxism-Leninism is to analyze specific issues in specific contexts. How can we be trapped by rules and regulations? Isn't this burying talents? Besides, this is also what the higher-ups mean. As for why, you should know better than me. Okay, go to the HR department!" There was an unquestionable firmness in Professor Yue's words, as if he was giving Zhong Yuemin a reassurance.

Professor Yue's words were very clear. Although the rules for job title evaluation exist, they are not unchangeable. Regulations are dead, but people are alive. As long as you have the ability and contribution, you are eligible to obtain the corresponding job title. In addition, it seems that the above meaning is true. These words undoubtedly gave Zhong Yuemin a guarantee.

Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but feel happy after hearing what Professor Yue said. He knew that he might be able to become a professor this time!

After Zhong Yuemin came back from the personnel department, he plunged into the manuscript editing work. He was busy every day, and manuscripts flew in like snowflakes from members of the editorial committees of universities across the country. In order to save time, he specially arranged several students to help run the mail room every day to ensure the timely receipt and delivery of manuscripts.

However, the editing work was much more difficult than expected. Each committee member was responsible for writing chapters in different order, with different levels of quality, different styles, and a variety of languages.

These manuscripts were incoherent and simply a mess. Zhong Yuemin had no choice but to rewrite them word by word according to the outline, trying to maintain a unified style.

In this era without computers, Zhong Yuemin had to write everything by hand, revising and polishing it over and over again. After revising it four times, he could type it out on a typewriter.

During the editing process, Zhong Yuemin also took the initiative to attach teaching points and after-class exercises to each chapter. This initiative was not only recognized by Professor Yue, but also impressed other editors. They all praised Zhong Yuemin's carefulness and thoughtfulness, which also added more practicality and pertinence to the textbook.

In the blink of an eye, summer vacation is coming. Professor Yue looked at the final draft submitted by Zhong Yuemin and nodded with satisfaction. "It's done. This textbook is finally finished."

Hearing this, Zhong Yuemin suddenly felt much more relaxed, and his whole body felt weak. The only thing left was the review by the editorial committee, and Zhong Yuemin would not be able to participate in this.