Chapter 3 Distant high school eight

In 1980, I graduated from junior high school and was admitted to Harbin No. 3 Middle School.The status of Harbin No. 3 High School in Heilongjiang Province is even higher than that of Peking University in China.Because Peking University has other universities competing with it, and Harbin No. 3 Middle School in Heilongjiang is "slaying the dragon with a sword, and I am the only one".A student from Harbin No. 3 Middle School is more respected than a student from "Hei University" or "Harbin Institute of Technology".Therefore, when I went to Kazakhstan No. 3 Middle School, I suddenly felt a sense of responsibility, as if the expectations and great trust of the 30 million folks in the province were placed on our shoulders.

I have been a good student of "all-round development" since I was a child, and I have excellent grades in all subjects.But after entering high school, I was faced with the choice of a liberal arts university or a science university.This option does not exist for me personally.I have a very stubborn prejudice that science universities are not real universities.Although I have always been keen on learning mathematics, physics, chemistry and other natural science knowledge, I think their value lies only in their usefulness as a tool for people. When I was "criticizing Lin and Confucius", I knew a sentence from Mencius: "He who works with his mind governs others, and he who works with his strength governs others." This sentence was very poisonous to me.I still think that the intellectuals of science and engineering belong to "workers", and that the intellectuals of liberal arts are the real "spiritual nobles"-even though their real situation is so pitiful!So I don't know when, I have a goal of the college entrance examination in my heart - the Chinese Department of Peking University. I think it is the best department in the best university in the world.However, in the early 1980s, the general concept of the whole society was to value science and despise literature. It seemed that "love science, education and culture" meant being Chen Jingrun and Li Siguang. A few newspapers also advertised that the four modernizations would be realized in 1985, and that communism should be initially established in 2000.Some teachers heard that I was determined to take the liberal arts exam, and I was in the Chinese department, and they all sighed and said: "Oh! This child is ruined." I recalled these sincere words today, and I can't help but really doubt my original choice. It ruined a piece of Chen Jingrun's blank for the country.In a climate where science is more important than literature, Kazakhstan No. 3 Middle School has not opened a liberal arts class for a long time, so I and some students who wanted to take the liberal arts exam started an arduous struggle with the school. "Gao San·Eight" is not an ordinary class number, it is the fruit of victory we exchanged for with the blood of youth.Next, I will briefly talk about a few deeds related to "Senior Three and Eighth", dedicated to those old, middle-aged and young friends who have had similar experiences and still maintain their youthful enthusiasm today.

1. Book on the bus Once the first semester of high school was over, whether or not to open a liberal arts class became a point of contention.Other key middle schools are not the opponents of Harbin No. 3 Middle School in general, so they set up liberal arts classes early, concentrated on superior teachers and students, and tried to rank among the best in liberal arts.However, Kazakhstan No. 3 High School strictly followed the instructions of its superiors about not allowing liberal arts classes. In name, it opposed partial subjects. In fact, it had a tradition of valuing science over literature, and as a model unit, it did not dare to make any mistakes. I’m not sure, since it’s too late to do it anyway, it’s better not to do it. In the future, if you don’t do well in liberal arts in the college entrance examination, you will have an excuse.In this way, students who wanted to study liberal arts put forward the slogan of "saving the nation from subjugation".Those of us sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, based on the superficial history we have learned, solemnly compared the school leaders to the fatuous Qing government, thinking that only by fighting for ourselves can the situation be reversed and the authorities "reform".We split up and went to each class to connect with each other, and everyone in each class shared the same heart.Even those students who want to take the science test also support us from the overall situation of the school.So, we launched a "liberal arts class movement".First, extensive publicity and discussions have created a public opinion that "the people are in dire straits."The political teacher once said Lenin's words: "Without revolutionary theory, there can be no revolutionary action." Second, verbal appeals and negotiations with class teachers and teachers to win the support of teachers are the greatest guarantee of victory.There are two points to pay attention to here, that is, the absolute reliance on liberal arts teachers and the absolute respect for science teachers.Third, formally submit the submissions, which are divided into individual, class and general forms.We named this initiative "Commitment to Public Vehicles".

In my personal name and in the name of the whole group, I sent two submissions. The words were very fierce, and I also showed off a lot of literary talent and allusions-my composition won the first prize in the city.Zheng Bin and Zhang Xin each wrote a copy.When all the submissions were signed, a question arose about who should sign. I remember saying arrogantly: "Reforms in all countries start with bloodshed. If something goes wrong, I will take care of it first!" I was the first one. signed.Zheng Bin is an old schemer, saying that this is not good, let's find a few big bowls, draw a few circles, and sign around the circles, so we can't tell the order.In fact, all our "conspiracies and tricks" are superfluous. The leaders already knew who Song Jiang was and who Li Kui was.Soon the headmaster invited six of us to talk - I can't remember which six, but we were both excited and nervous, calling ourselves the "Six Gentlemen of 1898".On the surface, he looks imposing, but in fact his heartbeat is almost as fast as in physical education class.

Principal Zhou has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, with silver hair all over his head.Although he is in his sixties, he is still well-groomed and spotless. It can be seen that he must have been a handsome young man when he was young.He usually has two things that are especially praised by the majority of students.One is to hide a hammer and a few iron nails in the waist every day and go to each class to patrol. Once you find a movable table and chair, you will take out the hidden weapon to show your skills.He never asked who broke the table and chairs, he finished with great interest, and left contentedly.Therefore, there is no student in No. 3 Middle School who does not love the desks and chairs, and the whole school is as clean as possible inside and outside.Later, when I went to Peking University, I saw so many broken tables and chairs left unattended, so I wrote a letter to the president of Peking University, suggesting that he also buy a hammer, but I have not received a reply so far.The second thing that is popular with Principal Zhou is that he often organizes teachers to dance on weekends and holidays.Dancing was still very fashionable then.The hooligans put on their new bell-bottoms with all due respect when they danced, thinking they were elegant.Dancing by decent people is a symbol of ideological liberation.There were several principals in the No. 3 Middle School, and the students were not very clear about their division of labor. We only felt that Zhou's interview with us was probably handled according to "conflicts among the people", and we couldn't tell whether it was relaxation or disappointment.

Principal Zhou with a serious smile, we read your request.First, your position is wrong.You call the school leaders the "school side". May I ask, which side are you?Aren't you the masters of the school, the "school"?You even call school leaders "authorities". Excuse me, what are "authorities"?Is it the Kuomintang authorities or the Japanese imperialist authorities?The building of our school used to be the police station of the Japanese invaders. Martyr Zhao Yiman fought here, Comrade Kim Il Sung fought here, and General Li Zhaolin. I hasten to say that General Li Zhaolin died near Harbin No. 1 Middle School. The Kuomintang female secret agent killed him with a beauty trick, and the murderer is still in Taiwan.Principal Zhou said, yes, you must not forget your roots!You call us "the authorities", how sad it is for us!I joined the revolution at the age of fourteen, and I have served the people all my life. I have never fought in the Cultural Revolution, and today I have become an "authority." You simply call me an executioner.What a relief!

We six gentlemen suddenly felt that we were six villains.I hurriedly apologized to the principal, saying that we were wrong and we must correct it in the future.Principal Zhou said that everything must be based on the overall situation. If you make such a fuss, if your superiors find out, they will think that our school's leadership is not strong enough, stable and united enough. Are you willing to change the principal?We all said no.Principal Zhou said, that's right, the superiors are not allowed to hold liberal arts classes, and our No. 3 Middle School can't take the lead.I will open a liberal arts class for you. When it comes to the college entrance examination, if you want to take science again, won't that hurt you?The school has now decided that liberal arts classes cannot be held, but considering your requirements, we can use some of the after school time to offer elective courses in liberal arts. If you are sincere, you can sign up for electives. In fact, I don’t think there are many sincere ones. It's all bullshit...

The trump card was revealed, and we understood that the key now is to grasp the elective courses first. After advocacy, more than one hundred people signed up for the elective courses. At that time, unlike today's students who only recognize grades, we sincerely seized all opportunities to learn for the rise of China. Whoever has the most profound knowledge is the most respected, so the whole school has a kind of "shame and ignorance" "the spirit of.However, the classrooms for elective courses were arranged in the basement. It was hot in summer and extremely cold in winter. Coupled with the division and disintegration of the "government" and the coercion and temptation of parents, the number of students gradually decreased, and the number of classrooms was reduced from two to one.We use Lu Xun's words to comfort ourselves: the more the team gets to the end, the more refined they become.We persevered tenaciously and encouraged each other, and we firmly believed that the "authority" had a strong heart.The number of elective classes was reduced to about 60, and there was no further reduction.

Another winter of minus 40 degrees has passed.When the frozen Songhua River began to thaw and a few Hong Kong people jumping on the ice fell, our "non-violent resistance movement" won.Several principals were very moved, saying that these students are really not easy, they really have backbone, and they will definitely get good grades in the liberal arts exam.Therefore, the original 8th class was dismantled, and a new 8th class-the liberal arts class was established.However, our science studies are required to be the same as others, only two additional courses of history and geography are added.In this way, even if the superiors know about it, they can't say that we are "partial", and they may even praise the third middle school.

The "Liberal Arts Class Movement" finally won, but several great heroes did not enjoy the fruits of victory.For example, Li Xuejun, the monitor of Class 7, and Bai Quan, the school committee member, are both staunch "buddies" in the struggle.They didn't want to take the liberal arts, they just stood up for "justice".After the establishment of the liberal arts class, I still often go home with them after school. Since then, Class 8 has become a class with special significance, and "Book on the Bus" has left a valuable page in our life history. Two, thirteen stick monks

The liberal arts class has existed for less than two years, but in the memory of the students, it seems to be a complete stage.That's because our class not only gathered a large number of elites from the whole grade, but also had countless interesting stories. The first is the serious surplus of cadres.Those who have been monitors and Communist Youth League secretaries are enough to form a Politburo, just like class committees and class representatives.The homeroom teacher balances left and explains to the right, and finally appoints a cabinet hastily.Our class teacher teaches Chinese. He is in his forties. He looks a lot like the movie star Yan Shikui at that time. He has a black face full of murderous looks. He always wears a black Chinese tunic suit and a pair of black leather shoes. He holds a black lesson plan. We call him Lao Kui, call him "hanging the overlord's whip with black hands high" in class.I told Lao Kui that I was the chairman of the student union in junior high school and led this class. It’s no problem.Only later did I understand Lao Kui's intentions, and from this I learned many ways of ruling. Ten years later, I also worked as a class teacher in a middle school in Beijing for a year, and I also let the most reliable students be the representatives of the Chinese class.In fact, Lao Kui seldom approached me, but my classmates, especially the girls, all spread rumors that Lao Kui treated me like his own son.I said Lao Kui never praised me, and even criticized me, but it was useless.Looking back now, I realized that Lao Kui always relied on me for important matters, but he didn't show his feelings. Although the cabinet of the liberal arts class is neat and full of talents, the actual authority of the class, or the core of power, is the "thirteen stick monks".At that time, the movie "Shaolin Temple" was all the rage. There were more than 50 people in our class, but there were only 12 boys, so we added Lao Kui and we were called "Thirteen Stick Monks".Even though there are only twelve boys, six of them are ranked in the top ten.Even if the grades are at the back, they each have their own magical powers.For example, Tian Feng, the squad leader, is handsome and suave, extremely smart, has strong organizational and leadership skills, treats people with humility and benevolence, is mature and experienced in handling affairs, is good at literature, art and sports, and has excellent eloquence. After watching a movie, he can speak from beginning to end. There were ups and downs, and everyone admired him.But for some reason, his grades have not improved. Maybe it's because he has too many talents, and he lacks a sense of crisis about his destiny, so he doesn't pay much attention to the mere scores. Of the twelve of us boys, half sat under the window and half sat behind.Laughing and making noise every day makes girls hate him very much.The big and small things in the class are all decided by the boys.In fact, there are a lot of talents among the thirty-nine girls, but if there are too many girls, it's like too many chickens to lay eggs. It is estimated that this is the root cause of the collapse of the matrilineal society.But learning this thing is very evil. If you don't concentrate on it, you can't learn it well, and if you concentrate too much, you can't learn it well.All the girls are naturally focused, they never leave the book when they come out and go in, they mutter something in their mouth, and they look chaste and fierce, but most of them get twice the result with half the effort.For example, Liu Tianyue, secretary of the Communist Youth League, never grasped the work of the regiment. When he came to the classroom early in the morning, he stuck to his seat and did not go out after class. During lunch, Zhao Jing, her deskmate, put the lunch box in front of her. A large box of lunch was full, but she actually ate not a single grain left, which shows that her protein consumption is large enough.At that time, our boys and girls respected each other as guests, and seldom directly said anything that had nothing to do with study.My deskmate Xiao Lin and I were separated by an aisle, and we often made insinuations and sarcasm.I said to Xiao Lin: "Look, I ate another trough." Xiao Lin said: "I haven't been out of the nest all morning." Liu Tianyue listened, just lowered his head and snickered, and continued to endorse.But she worked so hard, but she could only be ranked in the top five among the girls, and she didn't have the prestige to lead the boys.These damned boys talk in class, make noise in self-study, and run out to turn the horizontal bar and throw shot put after class, but they are good at studying, have high opinions, and are smart in doing things, and the teachers like it.I really don't know how God arranged it. Because there are too few boys in our class, the school is required to not restrict boys from reporting more events during the sports meeting.This is great, Tian Feng and Lao Ni took over most of the projects.They jumped long on one side and high on the other. They had just broken the 100-meter record, and they were going to javelin again. In the 4×100 relay race, Lao Ni ran two hands alone.Compared with them, Lewis in the United States pales in comparison.The girls were also unambiguous, and they also scored a few points by relying on crowd tactics.Xiao Lin and I were mainly in charge of personnel, publicity and logistics. As a result, the liberal arts class won a big victory in all aspects.Other classes protested against the injustice, but the "authorities" ignored them.A girl came to report that Lao Kui was hiding behind the rostrum and grinning happily. Among the thirteen stick monks, Lao Kui naturally belongs to the "evil monk".The remaining twelve people, according to the words in "The Story of the Nuclear Boat", "are not pictographic according to the situation, and each has its own modality."Here are a few examples.Xiao Lin and I are a pair of sour scholars.Because of the good preparation skills, I don't take the class very seriously.When the exercise questions are handed out, the two of us move our pens like flying, and we are often the first to finish.In the rest of the time, we both tell jokes, guess riddles, and match pairs.For example, I made "White Flour Scholars Eat White Flour", and Xiao Lin made "painted-faced samurai's face"; Xiao Lin said, "It's always a late meeting"; he said "Stealing melons in the Qingdong playground-shameful", and I said "Xiao Lin stole leftovers from the classroom-should be killed".Other stick monks also sometimes participate.One day Zhang Xin got sick from eating ice cream, and occasionally got a good couplet: "Eating ice cream and pulling popsicles will not change your stubbornness, and drinking noodles will let you mess around."In geography class, Zheng Bin came up with "Volcano Cancanshan has fire", claiming to be absolute. In chemistry class, I answered "wangshuiwangwangshuiwang", and finally won the chemistry teacher's breath. Zheng Bin and Wang Laoshan sat behind us and were often bullied by me and Xiao Lin.Zheng Bin not only studies well, but also has great artistic accomplishment.His calligraphy and painting are quite good, and he buys large literary periodicals to read every month, especially has in-depth research on Soviet Russian literature, and later became a talented scholar in the Russian Department of Peking University.His superficial modesty and gentleness hide a kind of substantial self-confidence.Xiao Lin and I often took pleasure in hurting his self-esteem.The two of us looked through the dictionary to give everyone nicknames, and let everyone choose the page number and serial number by themselves.Zheng Bin chose a few times, but they were all very bad words.Once called "Zheng Gong", "Hua" means "thigh hair".In addition, there are "Zheng Yinyin", "Zheng Saving Money", "Zheng Mazi" and so on.Once back to play in the Songhua River, Zheng Bin walked far ahead alone, and Wang Laoshan called him by various nicknames without looking back.In desperation, Wang Laoshan yelled "Zheng Duzi" out of nowhere, and Zheng Bin turned his prodigal son back, and since then he has gained another nickname.For a while we often called him "Zheng Mazi", but of course he was not numb at all, just like Zhang Tie called "Zhang Guaizi", but he actually ran very fast.But there was a girl in our class named Zheng Qi who later stayed on at Peking University to work in the party committee. She suspected that our "Zheng Mazi" was calling her, and questions came from other girls.We were immediately very nervous, because Zheng Qi was not only not numb, but also the best girl in her studies, gentle and elegant, and quite respected.We all have a bad conscience for "accidentally injuring" innocent people.So we encouraged Zheng Bin, saying that you have to go and explain to Zheng Qi: "Zheng Mazi is me, not you. And Zheng Yinyin is also me, Zheng Qianqian, Zheng Duzi, Zheng Gong, that's all me, and has nothing to do with you." No." Zheng Bin was very angry when he heard this, and he refused to explain.As a result, we cast a taboo and dared not call him by his nickname casually. Wang Laoshan loves to think and speak, but he often cannot express clearly.He has two nicknames, "chatter" and "incoherent".One of his most popular sayings is: "Come on, let me draw a self-portrait for you." When he and Zheng Bin were teased by Xiao Lin and me, they hit us hard on the back.Later, it was unbearable, so they changed seats with Lao Ni Laole behind us, and it was Lao Ni Laole who hit us on the back. Old Ni is tall and burly, capable of martial arts and all-around sports.He is a great philosopher in thought, and everything is different from others.He often thinks about life and social issues, and is a bit cynical like Lu Xun, so he often delays doing exercises due to depression.His attitude towards the world is a standard black humor.For example, when writing a composition, he would add a bracket and write "applause" inside.Write all the way to the lower right corner of the paper, and write a sentence in brackets: "I can still write with paper".When writing poems for blackboard newspapers, he only wrote the first two sentences, and wrote the last two sentences as "Pingping, pingping, pingping and flat." He often wondered whether the sum of the interior angles of a triangle is 180 degrees and why the hyperbola cannot be combined with the number axis. Coincidentally, he even forged some impossible geometry problems for me and Xiao Qi to prove.When he drew portraits for others, they said they didn't look like them. He said: "I don't believe that there is no one like this in the world!"Since I know a lot of characters, he found some difficult and uncommon characters from the dictionary to test me. As a result, I knew them all, so he forged some characters for me to recognize.I didn't want to admit defeat, so I just babbled, and Lao Ni was very surprised: So these words really exist in the world!Deep thinking people are often blinded by the simplest illusions. Lao Le is a tall, thin man from the south. He stutters a bit. He is usually very smart, but he will make mistakes when he is impatient.When Xiao Lin played chess with him, he might not have been able to beat him.But Xiao Lin insisted on letting him have a son, Lao Le was provoked by him, so he lost.Xiao Lin wanted to let him have two sons again, Lao Le was so angry that he couldn't speak, but he lost again.If he loses, he will drill the table, Lao Le is going crazy. The Thirteen Stick Monks are composed of such a group of "bad boys" and "silly boys".Don't think that they are boring and misbehaving. They learn from Lei Feng at the train station, and shovel snow on the road.Later in the university, each of them was able to open up their own land, and now, they are fighting for the great cause of reform and opening up of the motherland. Three, mighty girls In 1998, a very nasty song called "I'm a Girl" became popular.Those who sang were not like schoolgirls, but young prostitutes.The generation of girls my age, although there are distinctions between ignorance and virtuousness, beauty and ugliness, but in terms of personality and sentiment, they can really be the mother of contemporary girls. The girls in our class are exactly three times the size of the thirteen stick monks.The foreign class called our class "Women's Army Company" and called us "Party Representatives".In the third year of high school, we became a veritable "high three eight" class. Rare things are more expensive.We boys are spoiled, we treat girls with superficial respect, but actually we don’t pay attention to them. Until graduation, some boys still call all girls by their names.For example, there is a pair at the same table, we are a little confused whether they are called "Ni Jing, Zong Jian" or "Ni Jian, Zong Jing".It's not all boys' fault either.Many girls don't speak all day long, and don't speak in class, making it impossible for people to see the true face of Lushan.For example, Zhao Jing, sitting next to us, almost never heard her voice.Her name can just be made into a riddle: "Wrong way, don't make a sound." It really lives up to the name.Xiao Lin and I had no choice but to divide the girls into several categories according to their performance.The most extroverted ones are called "Meng" and "Injury", the next ones are called "Playing", and the least impressive ones are called "No", which means that these people are the same as no ones.At that time, it was probably how fierce the division was, how stunned, how much playful, and 8 did not.The rest are mostly given nicknames.Only a few "female aristocrats" like Zheng Qi and Liu Tianyue are still called by their names.Of course, these are slang words within the scope of boys.Until now, some girls are still asking whether they were playing around or not. "Tou Meng" is the cutest girl in our class, with two braids, a tiger head and a ruddy complexion.The reason why she is "violent" is first of all because she is eager to ask questions.No matter what class she is in, she will frown tightly and raise her hand to ask questions from time to time. The questions are very weird and often make the teacher scratch her head. If the teacher answers the question, she will ask: "Why?" Another "Why?" Asked endlessly, until the teacher was tongue-tied and announced that he would go back and "look it up" and reply next time.Because the teachers always claim that they like students to ask questions, even though they are furious when they are pestered by their heads, they dare not speak out. Information, ready to answer her the next day.When the class was over, he didn't let the teacher go with his head, his braids were crooked and his thick eyebrows were twisted, and he kept asking until the next class started, and then reluctantly gave up.Later, when some teachers saw her raise their hands, their bodies trembled a little, and they pretended not to see them or asked other students to speak.But this is not safe, because the head can still be chased to the teaching and research office or even the teacher's home.Headaches have simply become a major public nuisance that destroys people's teachers.Later, Tou Meng expanded the scope of the persecution to classmates and teachers of other classes, asking whoever was caught.Confucius said: "When three people walk together, there must be my teacher", and the head is fierce, "There is no one in the world who is my teacher".All the teachers and classmates who knew her raised their heads fiercely, really dumbfounded.There is a silly hero Luo Shi in the movie called "Toumeng", he is not even afraid of "Toujie" Li Yuanba, so Xiao Lin and I "downloaded" this nickname to senior three and eighth. But Toumeng finally encountered two setbacks.Once it fell into the hands of Lao Kui.It turned out that Tou Meng was very proud of his ability, and actually praised himself in his composition for "being ashamed to ask the teachers every day", and now Lao Kui caught the handle.The biggest feature of Lao Kui's Chinese class is that he is good at infinitely expanding on a small detail.In Biye's, there is the word "hengheng" in the first paragraph. Lao Kui can teach this "hengheng" for a whole class every time, so his previous nickname was "hengheng".Heng Heng shook his head fiercely to compose the composition, talking over and over again what is meant by "down" and what is meant by "shame", and then asked Tou Meng, "Can I be called Xia to ask questions to the teacher?" Tou Meng said, "No." Lao Kui asked: "Why?" Toumeng said: "Because the teacher is up, not down." Yoo Kui asked again: "Why?" Tou Meng said: "Because the teacher is older than the students." Yoo Lao Kui He asked again, "Why?" Toumeng said, "Because he is a teacher, so he is old..." Toumeng was finally questioned incoherently, and he stopped persecuting Lao Kui from then on. The second time I asked me about solid geometry.Because when I was criticizing Lin Piao and Confucius, I learned that my ancestors said "Only women and villains are difficult to raise", and I have kept it in my heart since then. I often speak harsh words to most girls and are not close to each other. At this time, I simply told her Said: "It's enough to draw an auxiliary line." Tou Meng immediately said "Why?", I said: "Because some people can't live without the auxiliary line, just like elm lumps." Head Meng listened His face was flushed, but he still pretended not to understand, tilted his braid and said, "Thank you." Since then, Toumeng has come to ask me again, but his attitude is very humble, and he dare not ask "why" again. In addition to being fierce in asking questions, he is also ruthless in other ways.When playing volleyball, she not only punched and kicked, but also headed the ball very violently. Her two braids were flying, as if she was practicing the magic whip.When serving the ball, I often swung my arm, and the ball disappeared. It turned out to fly from the back of my head to the outside of the wall.One day during self-study, she stood on the basketball in front of the podium. When the basketball rolled, she fell to the ground.After getting up, she frowned and went up again, but fell harder the second time, and she gritted her teeth and moved back to the seat.All the boys couldn't help admiring while snickering.Toumeng does have an energy of "desire to compete with boys".In the last semester, many students competed in who was the latest to go home, and the winners often persisted until midnight.Of course, girls are not as good as boys, and the head is no exception.But Toumeng actually brought her brother to escort him, and he has the potential to win the championship.Xiao Lin and I urged Lao Ni to beat her brother up, but Lao Ni didn't dare, but finally scared the Tou Meng brothers and sisters away.Later, Tou Meng maintained a relatively friendly relationship with our boys. After finishing her university studies in Beijing, she returned to Harbin and joined the ranks of the Golden Shield. Her "Tou Meng" specialty was really brought into play. "Er Meng" is also a must in our class.She sat in the middle of the first row, and the frequency and intensity of asking questions was second only to Toumeng, so she ranked second.But she has another trick, which is to stare at the teacher intently during class, as if drawing a moving auxiliary line between her eyes and the teacher, and nod frequently with the teacher's every move.Therefore, her nickname at the beginning was "Nodding Frequently".The teacher always hopes that the students will have a positive and enthusiastic response to the lecture, but some students do not understand, some are thinking after understanding, and there are people like me and Xiao Lin who "understand without listening", so Ermeng nodded frequently It gave the teacher great satisfaction and confidence. The teachers like to call Ermeng to speak, especially when they raise their hands.Mathematics teacher Lao Knee likes Er Meng the most. Lao Knee is a simple and optimistic guy from Shandong. He can't see through Er Meng's tricks.As long as Ermeng nodded, he would continue talking, regardless of whether other people understood or not.When it came to the smoothness, Lao Teng gesticulated to Ermeng alone, talking endlessly, Ermeng nodded desperately, his face full of piousness, the other students were either gnashing their teeth with anger, or shaking their hands and feet with joy, only his head was raised all the time. Looking at the unyielding hand, the two thick eyebrows were almost twisted together. Because of his nodding skills, Ermeng took a lot of advantages in his studies, especially in mathematics. He got full marks in several exams and was considered by Lao Teng as a candidate for Peking University.Ermeng also feels very good about himself, and changed from often asking classmates for advice to often accepting classmates' advice.But the sky is merciless, on the eve of the college entrance examination, something happened to her family suddenly, and she also suffered from migraine due to long-term nodding, which resulted in the failure of the college entrance examination, and later entered a very dissatisfied school.Er Meng refused to admit defeat, and often went to her classmates in various universities in Beijing and Tianjin to talk about her ideals and aspirations, and taught her old classmates who were "little people get their ambitions" by the way.On the one hand, the old classmates are more considerate of her, on the other hand, they are more afraid of her, because she is impassioned, pointing out the world, from Jiang Qing to Freud, no one in her eyes, fierce "a hundred thousand why" "Ten times more powerful.Only I can handle her.My solution is to put on a straight face and criticize her arrogance harshly and mercilessly. Out of self-esteem, she can only accept the criticism honestly and leave with thanks.Another way is to introduce her to friends around, and I walk away by myself.Ermeng and many of my friends exchanged phone addresses, and my friends also admired me for having such a talented old classmate.In fact, I know that Er Meng has deep regret and sadness in his heart. 4. Disrespecting teachers Although our generation spent our childhood during the Cultural Revolution, we know how to respect teachers best.Our respect is not polite and humble on the surface, but love and respect from the heart.Therefore, our "respect" to teachers is sometimes expressed in "disrespect".We happily observe the teacher's small movements, imitate the teacher's mantra, and give the teacher a nickname. All of these make the teacher's image in our hearts flesh and blood, able to sing and cry, and make the teacher the loveliest person in our life. Most of the teachers in Harbin No. 3 Middle School have both ability and political integrity, and are well-known far and wide.The more capable a person is, the more character he has.When I was in Class 7, the Chinese teacher Liu Guoxiang had a very personal character.His lectures were wonderful and humorous, with unique insights, and he was very popular with his classmates. However, he was extremely immodest. When he reached the climax, he suddenly asked loudly: "Is my lecture good?" Not good?" The classmates shouted: "Great!" Liu Guoxiang became more and more energetic like drinking rain.Sometimes teachers from other provinces and cities came to observe and listen to the lectures, but he didn't know how to restrain himself, and even became more unscrupulous.Once when he walked to the podium before class, his classmates stood up. Instead of saying "Hello, classmates", he raised his right arm and shouted: "Hi, Hitler!" Such a sincere teacher can be said to be rare in China. Lin Jiao, he left me with a life-long enlightenment: to be a teacher, you must first be a sincere person. Teachers in the third and eighth grades generally like us Twelve Stick Monks, but they don't know that Twelve Stick Monks are often quite "disrespectful" to them.The head teacher, Lao Kui, puts on a fierce face every day, and rarely praises his classmates no matter what achievements they have made.He especially likes to reprimand girls, and threatens girls at every turn, saying that whoever hides in the house and doesn't practice, or is lazy and doesn't clean up, he will kick her out.The girl hates and fears him, and because he rarely threatens the boy, the hatred of the boy increases.But when they graduated, everyone looked back, Lao Kui had never kicked anyone, never scolded anyone, and how many reprimands and "threats" have become fond memories.For example, once a vaccine is given, many girls are afraid of injections and whisper about it.Lao Kui said, "What's so scary about that? One by one!" The girls screamed in fright.Another afternoon, I went to participate in the city-wide language competition, and the students were all studying by themselves. Lao Kui walked in pretending to be calm, and wrote a line of big characters on the blackboard: "Kong Qingdong won the first prize in the city-wide language competition", and then So he walked out calmly, and staggered with his left leg and his right leg at the door.When I returned to school in the evening, looking at the big characters on the blackboard, I seemed to see Lao Kui's heart. Lao Teng is impatient.During the lecture, I rushed to the next word, and my mouth was splattered.He also likes to draw in the air, no matter how complicated the geometric figure is, it seems to be clearly displayed in front of him. He draws a circle on the left and divides a corner on the right in the air. A is replaced by A.So as long as you ignore one of his movements, you will never be able to keep up with him.The reason why he likes karate drawing is because he thinks it is too slow to write and draw on the blackboard.He was very impatient on the blackboard, and every time he made a mistake, he would wipe it with his big sleeve.Less than halfway through a class, he was covered in powder.When the students were doing exercises, he patrolled and tutored. Many students were dressed in white hair, and Er Meng was the most.Lao Teng wished that his classmates could master all his skills in one day, so he was angry and hated the students who couldn't do it.Once a whole group of girls went to the blackboard in turn and failed to solve a single problem, including Er Meng.Lao Teng waved his big fan-like hand like a tongue twister and said: "You can't get into any place! You can't get into college, you can't get into technical secondary school, you can't get into technical school, you can't get into anywhere, you can't get into anything, you can't get into anything!" Lao Teng was afraid that we would not study hard, so he often made up some rumors to scare us.For example: "All the students in the first class can do these questions, and the students in the third class will finish it in 20 minutes. Let's see how you are." Mathematics has surpassed us, and Thirteenth Middle School is almost as good as us. If you don’t work hard, you will not be able to pass the exam anywhere!" We asked No. 1 Middle School, and it turned out that what Lao Teng said in No. 1 Middle School was: "It's just you In this way, No. 3 Middle School can wipe out all of you with your eyes closed!" Lao Teng still boasted outside: Xiao Lin and Kong Qingdong from No. 3 Middle School are like flying in the questions, and they can't even match the top students in science. .Under the training of Lao Teng, the mathematics level of our class is indeed very high, and we have developed excellent spatial imagination. Some people got full marks in the college entrance examination.However, Lao Teng does not only know how to supervise and study.On the eve of the college entrance examination, two fires broke out in Harbin.一天中午，几个男生去看救火，半路与老滕遭遇，老滕怒斥道："什么时候了！你们还有闲心去看救火？练习题都做完了吗？"大家都很羞愧，准备返回。这时老滕话题一转："好吧，快去快回！我告诉你们一条小路，距离又近，又没有警察，还可以骑车带人。"说到此处，老滕一脸的得意，就像在二猛面前讲课似的。 地理老师张大帅是个肥头大耳的白发老头，他是中学地理界的权威，有几大绝招，一是在黑板上随手画地图，惟妙惟肖。二是善于出题和押题，做过他的题，对付高考便胸有成竹。三是不备课，也没有教案。他上课就拿着一本教科书，打开就照本宣科。为了显示不是在"读课文"，他不时加上一个"的"，减去一个"了"。读到外国地名，故意读得起伏跌宕，好像他去过似的。大家佩服他的水平，所以对于他的讲课也只能忍受。时间一长，张大帅也不再掩饰，进门就说："书--25页"，大家便翻到25页，他说："书--68页"，大家便翻到68页。一天他一进门，我们几个男生就说："书--"，张大帅白了我们一眼，说："教材--120页"。过了几天，张大帅一进门，我们便说："教材--"，张大帅这回连看也没看我们，说："课本--139页"，于是大家无不佩服。张大帅讲课之外，喜欢以一种非常含蓄的方法炫耀自己。他经常慢条斯理地说市里省里请他开会，"我呀，不愿意去。可是电话打到学校，又打到家里，不去实在不行。"他还时而讲个小故事，比如说某一天，他观云识天气，认为要下雨，别人都认为不会下，"整个一下午，也没下。"张大帅说到这里，停顿了片刻，大家以为他这次是真的谦虚。张大帅接着缓缓说道："到了晚上，下了。"故事到此结束，韵味无穷。我用老魁讲作文的术语评价说："真是凤头、猪肚、豹尾！" 老师们往往有些小毛病，被学生看在眼里记在心上。比如老魁来上课，走到门口时，躲在门后把烟掐掉。老滕每次理发，脑袋上都深一块，浅一块，跟狗啃的似的。历史老师讲课前总要故做轻松地说几句题外话来掩饰紧张，他用手指不断地捏着粉笔头，下课后满讲台都是碎粉笔末。生物老师不知为什么特别爱讲大肠杆菌，一有机会便扯上几句，因此外号叫"大肠杆菌"。化学老师有个口头禅叫"相应地"，一节课要说上几十次，"把桌子相应地搬过来"，"把仪器相应地送回去"，"大家相应地做一做"，"课后相应地来找我"……这些甚至被我们给记到了《班务日志》上。《班务日志》是教导处每周要检查的。有一次我们记了老滕剃头的内容，教导主任批阅道："今后这类事件最好不记。"最让人记不胜记的要数政治老师。这位老头跟张大帅一样，也是著名的特级教师，讲课精练有条理，善于出题和押题，而且很喜欢我们十三棍僧。他一口南方普通话，把"互相联系，互相排斥"说成"五香联系，五香排斥"，因此外号叫"五香联系"。五香联系上课时毛病甚多，据我们认真讨论，主要有提裤子、挖鼻孔、掏耳朵、闭眼睛和看窗外五种。这五大毛病出现的频率极高，而且动作幅度大，持续时间长，比如他可以闭着眼睛讲完运动和静止的辩证关系，看着窗外讲完帝国主义的根本矛盾。有一天，我们决定用画"正"字的办法详细统计一下五香联系的各项数据，课前做了分工：我负责闭眼睛，肖麟负责看窗外，郑麻子负责掏耳朵，王老善负责挖鼻孔，张欣负责提裤子。周围的女生听见了，都兴奋地憋着笑，等着看热闹。刚刚分配完任务，上课铃响，五香联系进来了。大家急忙起立。还没等喊"老师好"，只见五香联系两臂一垂，就提了一下裤子。张欣一见，赶紧弯腰画了一个横杠，周围同学都忍俊不禁。五香联系说："站好了，不要笑，上课要严肃。"统计结果，我共有五个"正"字，高居榜首。 这些可爱的老师使我很早就认识到，做人首先须有德有才，大节无亏，小节上则不妨任其自然，宁俗而勿伪。要经得起别人的"不敬"，才能配得上别人的"敬"。 五、画展与晚会 一次期中考试结束，外面下着雨，教室里只剩下十二棍僧。我们忽发奇想，要举办一个画展。说干就干，从讲台里拿出一大叠白纸，每人一张，开始"创作"。我从小就美术不好，图画课唯一一次得了lOO分，是因为画了天安门，还在下面写了一句"我爱北京天安门"。这时我想起伟大领袖毛主席也是美术不好，他有一次图画课上画了一个竖杆，旁边画了一个圆，题名曰"半壁见海日"，也是以奇妙的想象力点石成金，化腐朽为神奇。我何不依样画葫芦呢？我索性什么也不画，一张白纸，在角上题了两个字："大雪"，让人想象其雪之大，掩盖了整个世界。其他棍僧也"各村有各村的高招"，张欣画的是树上悬挂着上吊绳，一个人正要自寻短见。田风画的是江青在喊叫，颇有点马蒂斯的风格。刘铁军在纸上踩了两鞋印，取名"人生之路"。老倪好像画的是蛇或鲜鱼与小孩和平共处。王老善是请别人代的笔。其他人画的什么记不清了。反正那些画如果保存到今天，一定会被认做中国现代派和后现代派美术的先驱。我们完全是出于一种纯粹的艺术冲动，毫无功利目的，毫无艺术束缚地游戏一场。画完之后，就贴在后面的板报上，无非是图得一乐。 次日早自习，老魁进来，抬头一看，顿时面色铁青。他厉声查问是谁画的，命令坐在后面的周大背心把画取下，送往"当局"审查。当局极为震动，集中了一批教师去分析作品的思想涵义，结果谁也看不懂，只觉得此事十分严重，很可能是一起反党反社会主义的挑衅进攻。我们被叫去逐个交代作品主题和创作动机。我很快过了关。张欣把上吊绳解释成"树上的果实"，说他画的是社会主义大丰收。这很难自圆其说，周校长说："这个果实，我怎么越看越像根上吊绳呢？"张欣说他画的不好，那确实是果实。田风说他的画是批判江青，因为他痛恨四人帮。刘铁军说他的"人生之路"是让人脚踏实地的意思。当局对这些解释都半信半疑，但又不敢说出别的解释。最后的处理是班内批评教育，因为害怕闹大了，对谁都是个危险。 回到班里，老魁先逐个训斥一番。王老善声明是别人代他画的，不但没取得老魁的宽恕，反而遭到加倍的讥讽。老魁见大多数棍僧不卑不亢，就发动女生展开批判。课后让刘天越代表团支部教育我们，刘天越老奸巨滑，只说有的女生说我们是"无聊"。我们义愤填膺，都说哪个女生如此大胆，真是反了。以后的几天，我们吵吵嚷嚷要那个女生站出来，结果谁也不敢承认。画展事件就这样不了了之。当时正在举国上下的思想解放运动风起云涌的时期，我们无意中成了时代大潮里的一朵浪花。马克思主义认为历史是由无数人民群众创造的，这的确是真理。 老魁并不是一个思想保守的人，他只是出于自己的思维习惯，觉得事情重大，必须上报而已。平时班里的文体活动，都是由我们自由操作的。我们班无论运动会，广播操，集体舞，还是联欢晚会，文艺演出，征文比赛，都是学校的优秀集体和"得奖专业户"。我们教室内外各有一块大板报，每期出来，都引来一批又一批的观众。新年时门口的对联，也令全校称赞，连语文组的老师也跑来抄录。至于我们的新年晚会，就更是全班智慧的结晶了。 1983年元旦，是我们高中阶段的最后一个新年。我们几个决策人物首先确定了这次新年晚会的主题是"热闹，伤感"，用田风的话说，是要让女生哭出来。我们把教室布置得花团锦簇，窗户上垂挂着大红团旗，用外班同学的话说："跟洞房似的"。新颖灵活的结构，和谐杂出的主持，各显神通的节目，使整个晚会酣畅淋漓。特别是压轴节目"徒手乐队"，把晚会推向了高潮。 十三棍僧都是很喜欢音乐，但都是声乐素质好器乐工夫差。大家受哑剧的启发，决定以徒手模仿的形式来"演奏"交响乐。肖麟担任指挥，张欣担任二胡，其他人分任小提琴、萨克司、长号、小号、洋琴、琵琶、沙校等。张欣对肖麟说："我一操胡，你就开始指挥。"肖麟说："到底是谁指挥谁呀？"演出时，张欣煞有介事地从兜里掏出一块抹布铺在膝上，模仿着瞎子阿炳，拉得摇头晃脑。其他人也各操着"皇帝新装牌"的乐器，群魔乱舞，演奏得如醉如痴，把女生笑得前仰后台的。可惜刚刚互赠完礼物，当局就通知各班尽早结束，以免狂欢过度，影响复习。大家都意犹未尽，想到这是最后一次歌舞欢聚，不禁喜极而忧，一刹那间感悟到许多人生悲凉，竟真有女生掩面而泣。那一年我只有18岁，但在那个晚上，我觉得自己体内有一种什么东西，忽地一下，就苍老了。 高三·八岁月是我一生中精力最充沛，情感最纯洁的时期。高三·八给了我广博的知识，高尚的追求，自信的勇气，给了我师长的慈爱，集体的温馨，真诚的友谊，还有，当时我不知道，后来知道了也未能好好珍惜的几位女同学的特殊的感情。我孤身一人在北京干燥的空气里与无物之阵年复一年地搏战着，每当想起高三·八，就像孤狼想起温暖的狼群。我勉励自己要好好做人，好好工作，为了我们曾共同拥有过的理想，憧憬，为了我们曾共同经历过的清新刚健的岁月。我想感谢每一位高三·八的老同学，向那些被我辜负了的同学表示由衷的歉意。当我迎着新世纪模糊的曙光走向天边时，我不会为前途的明暗和得失而忧虑，因为在我心底深藏着一部水晶般的老片： 遥远的高三·八。