Rebirth of Bloody Romance

In Beijing's winter, the wind is so cold that even the air seems to freeze. If you walk outside, you will feel chilled to the bone. You will feel frozen even when you breathe in through your nose. Zhong Yuemin hunched his neck, hid his hands in his sleeves, and his feet were almost numb from stomping. At this time, he dared not sleep on the desk. There was no heating in the classroom. He had to rely on perseverance and tenacity to resist the cold wind. To put it bluntly, he had to bear it all.

If Zhong Yuemin had never experienced the warmth of heating and the heat of air conditioning, he might have been able to spend this winter with peace of mind. However, his memories are full of warm winters: warm heating and hot air conditioning.

The winter in memory always makes people feel warm and comfortable. Zhong Yuemin's heart was broken, and he began to doubt whether he could survive this cold winter. He began to envy those who had never experienced warmth, who could spend this winter with peace of mind, while he was tormented by the warmth in his memory. Zhong Yuemin couldn't help but sigh: Ignorance is indeed the happiest.

There are two blackboards in a classroom, which become our stage to explore infinite possibilities. The blackboard in front is our classroom, the ocean of knowledge, and the place where the sparks of wisdom collide. The blackboard in the back is our creative space, the launching pad for dreams, and the small world of the mind.

The front blackboard of the classroom is like the stage of our daily life. Here, we learn, grow, and challenge ourselves. Every question and every formula is our step forward and the mark of our pursuit of excellence. Just like the T-shirt we wear, the pattern on the front is the symbol of our identity and the direction we are moving forward. As long as we understand the pattern in front, we will not lose our way and can find the way forward.

The blackboard is a reflection of our inner world. Here, we express, create, and release ourselves. Every stroke is the voice of our heart, our understanding and perception of the world.

Because there was no heating in the classroom, everyone's faces were frozen purple. Especially the delicate female students, they brought hot water bottles to try to warm their limbs with the meager temperature. However, before noon, the temperature disappeared, and their faces and limbs were frozen red like ripe apples. Many of them had frostbite on their hands and feet.

Faced with such difficulties, the students did not give up. They drove away the winter cold with the loudest and most powerful reading voices. During the morning reading time, the classroom was always filled with the sound of "English". They understood that if they wanted to understand world hegemony and keep up with the pace of scientific and technological development, they must first master this universal language.

Some of these young students learn English as a language, while others accept it as a culture. In their view, through English, they can understand the customs and practices of other countries and gain a deeper understanding of the Westerners' way of thinking and values. Their goal is not only to master the language and understand them through their language, but also to surpass those Westerners who think they are culturally superior.

Whenever a student read aloud, the rest of the students would join in the reading as if they had heard a battle horn. Their voices gathered into a powerful force that not only dispelled the cold, but also ignited the fire in their hearts. In that winter classroom, their enthusiasm and fighting spirit were like a fire that never went out, illuminating their way forward.

The bell for the end of get out of class rang as expected, bringing a moment of joy to the classroom. As the teacher's footsteps gradually faded away, the students stood up and rushed to the corridor behind the classroom. This is their safe haven and their unique way to keep warm in the cold winter.

In the corridor, the students were having a great time. They played all kinds of games, such as skipping rubber ropes, kicking shuttlecocks, and stepping on feet. Their laughter, cheers, and applause intertwined together, breaking the silence of winter and adding a bit of warmth to this cold season.

In a corner by the wall, several female students were jumping rubber bands intently. Their steps were light, as if they were dancing, or fighting against the cold winter. Every time they successfully jumped over the rubber band, it seemed as if they had also overcome the cold.

When Zhong Yuemin arrived, he followed them and started dancing without thinking twice. The girls were not happy. "Zhong Laoer, why do you always pick the ready-made ones?"

"We are all revolutionary comrades from all corners of the country. There is no difference between you and me."

"Zhong Laoer, I think you are here to cause trouble." Zhong Yuemin was driven out by several girls.

Zhong Yuemin was not annoyed, and smiled as he walked to the other side, where Chen Yuhong, Lin Shufang and other girls were playing shuttlecock. The colorful shuttlecocks drew elegant arcs in the air, accompanied by the laughter of the students, like warm suns that dispelled the winter cold.

Zhong Yuemin saw an opening and joined in. Lin Shufang teased him, "Zhong Laoer, were you kicked out?"

"Big sister, you don't understand this! It's because I dance so well that they feel ashamed. People can't be too good. If they are too good, they will easily be envied."

"Bah, Zhong Lao Er, you are so shameless!"

"Big sister, what do you want that for?"

"Zhong Lao Er, you are a gangster."

"Class monitor, you haven't secretly asked about me, have you?"

Chen Yuhong was confused. "What do you mean?"

"Class monitor, you know my nickname, haven't you asked about me?"

"Bah, Zhong Yuemin, you are a scoundrel."

"Class monitor, that's my nickname." Several girls burst into laughter after hearing it.

Many boys were playing the foot-stomping game. They moved their feet quickly, looking for the best attack and defense positions. Their faces were filled with happy smiles, as if they had forgotten the existence of the cold.

As time went by, the bell for the next class rang. Students returned to their seats, organized their books, and prepared for class. The corridor returned to silence, but the enthusiasm and vitality of youth remained here forever.

In such a winter, in the corridors and playgrounds of almost every school, there is a group of students playing happily and dispelling the cold in their own way.

In the vast river of history, everyone is a speck of dust, but Zhong Yuemin is a unique existence. He picks up the newspaper every day and reads carefully and seriously every change of this era. He is not only an observer, but also a thinker, who has a deep insight into the changes of the times.

The sun shines through the window onto the newspaper, creating patches of light and shadow. Zhong Yuemin's eyes shuttle between the light and shadow, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling. His mood seems to fluctuate with the news in the newspaper, as if the whole world is reflected in this thin newspaper.

The news in the newspaper made him feel a little excited. The Sino-Vietnamese dispute was still going on, and the smoke of war filled the border between the two countries. He thought of his days in the army, and those passionate years seemed like they were just yesterday.

What excites him even more is that more than 700,000 small vendors and small handicraftsmen have been re-identified as workers, which is undoubtedly a recognition of their efforts. In the market, the policy of negotiable purchase and sale is being implemented. This flexible and reasonable approach has made the market full of vitality. The four modernization goals proposed by Comrade xxx have given people hope for the future of the country.

In 1980, it was a time of transition from the old to the new. Although the cold on the streets was still biting, everyone was excited about China's prospects. Many people were looking forward to a new beginning, looking forward to China once again standing at the top of the world's nations.

The air was filled with a fresh scent, the smell of freedom, hope, and endless possibilities. Zhong Yuemin took a deep breath at this moment, and he smelled the unique breath of this era.

The wind was biting cold on the street, but people's hearts were burning with fire. China, an ancient country that has experienced many vicissitudes, is welcoming a brand new beginning. Although countless people still live a simple life and their dreams have not yet been fully realized, their eager expectations for the future and their desire to revive the national glory are equally strong.

Zhong Yuemin remembered that in his previous life, he had witnessed in the game Victoria how China would rise and sweep across all the major countries in the world. He had also witnessed in the simulation of Hearts of Iron how China would be able to compete with the Soviet Union, the United States, and Germany on the international stage as long as it was unified. It seemed to be a consensus among many people that the Chinese would be the best in the world as long as they developed. That was why the Americans had been suppressing us.

This is the confidence of the Chinese people, the confidence that comes from their profound cultural heritage. They firmly believe that if they are given a chance, they will be able to become the masters of the world. This confidence has been deeply imprinted in the hearts of every Chinese.

On the New Year's Day, the school was filled with a joyful atmosphere. Various colorful banners were hung all over the campus, and slogans celebrating the New Year's Day and entering a new era complemented each other, demonstrating the changes of the times and the vitality of youth.

The two classes of the physics major decided to hold a New Year's Day party together. They used the class funds to purchase a variety of snacks, including melon seeds and candies, which added a bit of sweetness and liveliness to the party.

The party started, and the students were very enthusiastic. Some dormitories chose to sing in chorus, and their passionate singing expressed the passion of youth and the power of unity. Some students spontaneously organized dance performances, and the light dance postures and dynamic rhythms brought a cheerful atmosphere to the party. What's more, some even sang Katyusha, and the familiar melody seemed to bring people to another time and space, feeling the unique charm.

On this cold winter day, perhaps to keep warm or because it was too monotonous, some people bought Shaodaozi and drank directly from the bottle. Unfortunately, there was too little, so Zhong Yuemin and Li Weiguo ran to the school store excitedly and bought more than 20 bottles of Erguotou, 5 bottles of wine suitable for girls, and four pounds of peanuts. Li Weiguo was a little embarrassed, worried that he had spent too much. But Zhong Yuemin waved his hand generously, saying that it was all his, and everyone was happy today.

The two returned to the classroom with wine and peanuts in their arms. As soon as they entered the classroom, they shouted, "Those who want to drink, hurry up and find bowls and enamel pots. The quick ones will get the wine." Their voices immediately attracted a group of classmates to respond happily. Each dormitory quickly selected a representative and rushed back to the dormitory to get bowls and enamel pots.

Chen Yuhong angrily pulled Zhong Yuemin aside. "Zhong Laoer, you did this on purpose, didn't you? The situation is already chaotic enough, and you are adding to the chaos."

"Isn't it that everyone is happy? I'll come to add to the fun."

Chen Yuhong rolled her eyes at him. "How much did it cost? I'll give it to you from the class fund later."

"Who am I looking down on? Am I short of money? Besides, I am serving the people."

After Zhong Yuemin finished speaking, he ran back to the table and poured himself half a jar of wine. Regardless of whether they were familiar with each other or not, he did not hesitate to pick up the wine glass and clink glasses with everyone. This bold move instantly ignited the atmosphere at the scene, triggering a round of crisp clinking of glasses.

Some even stepped on the table and waved their arms as if they were performing on stage. They scrambled for the loudspeaker, everyone wanted to make their voices heard by more people. Amid the noisy shouting, one song after another rang out in the classroom. These songs were their youth, their dreams, and their love for life.

On this cold winter day, this group of young people found warmth in each other. They sang out the taste of life with wine and the most beautiful music. They knew that no matter how many difficulties and challenges there would be in the future, they would face them bravely. Because they believed that as long as they had this love and persistence for life, they could overcome everything.

Zhong Yuemin also became interested, grabbed the loudspeaker and began to sing a northern Shaanxi folk song:

There was a jingle in the first watch.

My lover is standing at my door.

The mother asked the girl what the noise was.

The northeast wind made the door bolts rattle.

There are jingles in the second watch,

My lover came into my embroidery room.

The mother asked the girl what the noise was.

Other people’s dolls smell good in the morning.

The bells jingle in the third watch,

My lover got on my kang.

The mother asked the girl what the noise was.

The bone-stone civet cat hits the rice soup...

Zhong Yuemin's folk song from northern Shaanxi pushed the party to a climax. After all, every otaku who studies has a heart to flirt with girls. The girls were a little unhappy. "Bah, don't call me Zhong Lao Er anymore, call me Zhong Liumang instead."

"I think he should be a bastard and a hooligan."

"And shameless."

The boys all laughed and shouted loudly, "Zhong Lao Er, one more."

Zhong Yuemin was smiling. Maybe it was because he drank a lot, but he was particularly excited. He didn't care what they said. He continued to sing:

Sister, you must be a heartless goose.

Brother will be a poplar tree and wait for you for three thousand years.

I will wait for you in life and in death.

My heart will remain unchanged until the end of time.

Sister, I have been waiting for you for three years.

I just realized that you went to a place called forever...

Chen Yuhong and Lin Shufang were chatting downstairs. "This bastard is really good at hiding!"

"This bastard knows so much. He'll reveal it all after drinking a little."

"This guy is so good at pretending. He pretends to know nothing in front of us."

Zhong Yuemin sighed in his heart, it feels so good to be able to jump, dance and sing! On this cold winter night, a group of young people got rid of their shackles and released endless energy. The long-term pressure was completely released at this moment, and they enjoyed this rare happy time to the fullest.

The original party was completely messed up, and the original program could no longer be performed normally. But what does it matter? Who cares? The important thing is to enjoy the joy of the moment and let your mood be completely relaxed.

With their enthusiasm and energy, this group of young people turned this winter night into a carnival party full of laughter and joy. They sang loudly, danced to their heart's content, and released their deepest emotions.

On this winter night, they are no longer individuals bound by pressure, but representatives of free and energetic youth. They tell the world in their own way that youth is about release, revelry, and enjoying every beautiful moment!

Around eight o'clock in the evening, snowflakes were flying in the sky, like a group of light white butterflies dancing in the cold air. The snow outside was still falling all over the sky, a vast expanse of white, as if the whole world was covered by a thick layer of snow, and the temperature became colder as the night deepened.

The wind was cold and the snow was sharp. Those who were not able to handle the alcohol had already returned to their dormitories, but Zhong Yuemin was still struggling in the snow. He dragged his heavy steps, trying to find the direction of the toilet. However, in his drunken state, he took a few steps and slipped sideways, falling heavily into the snow. In a rage, he pulled off his dog-skin hat and threw it hard into the distance, shouting, "Fuck him, I don't believe this today!"

Unfortunately, the more he struggled, the deeper his body sank into the snow. He lay on the snow, looking up at the dark sky, with a bitter smile on his face. Damn, I really drank too much this time.

Suddenly someone came over, bent down with a flashlight, picked up the hat on the ground, brushed off the snow, and put it on his head. "I saw you wandering around in the house. If I didn't follow you, you would be frozen to death and even gods couldn't save you." The voice turned out to be the counselor Song Xiangjun.

"Teacher Song, I, I'm fine." Zhong Yuemin stood up with the help of Song Xiangjun, and Song Xiangjun went over to pat the snow off his body.

"You can't even speak clearly after drinking, and you still say it's okay. Zhong Yuemin, you are usually very smart, but why are you so stupid today? Why did you come to this small woods instead of walking on the main road with street lights? If I hadn't followed you, there might be a memorial service for you tomorrow." Song Xiangjun was a little gloating.

Zhong Yuemin hesitated. He really couldn't hold it in any longer. "Teacher Song, I want to go to the toilet. Oh, no, I really can't hold it in any longer. Please step aside first."

"Bah!" Song Xiangjun let him go and prepared to walk away.

However, the snow was too slippery and Zhong Yuemin was drunk. He couldn't stand at all. Song Xiangjun was stunned for a moment. After a mental struggle, she went over to help Zhong Yuemin up and said to him with her back to him, "Hurry up."

Although Zhong Yuemin was drunk and his hands and feet were out of control, his mind was very clear. He thought to himself, "How embarrassing!" But no matter how embarrassing it was, he couldn't be suffocated to death, right?