Chapter 10 Chapter Six

Gao Songnian, president of Sanlv University, is an old scientist.The position of the word "old" is very embarrassing. It can describe science or scientists.Unfortunately, scientists are very different from science. Scientists are like wine, which become more valuable with age, but science is like women, which become less valuable when they get old.In the future, the Mandarin grammar will be fully developed, and one day we will be able to clearly distinguish "old scientists" from "old scientists", or "old scientists" and "old scientists".It's still early, so we might as well call it in general terms.President Gao's fat and firm face was like unfermented yellow flour steamed buns, and "greedy time" couldn't bite him, without a single tooth mark or wrinkle.If a female student who violated the school rules is very beautiful, as long as Principal Gao pleads with him and admits her mistake, he may not be lenient in the spirit of education.This proves that the scientist is not old yet.He studied entomology in a foreign country 20 years ago; I think the insects 20 years ago have evolved into university teachers and students, so I invite him to set an example.Among the university presidents, he still has a bright future.There are two types of university presidents who come from liberal arts background and science background.People with a liberal arts background can easily fail to achieve this position, and they are not proud of it if they do. They must be engaged in politics and fall into the field.People with a science background are completely different.China is the country that advocates science the most in the world, and no other country is willing to do this to scientists and high officials.Foreign scientific progress, Chinese scientists promoted.In foreign countries, the study of human relations has always been different from the study of physics; in China, as long as you know hydropower, civil engineering, machinery, animals and plants, etc., you can be a political person-this is the biggest "uniformity of nature" victory.It is just the beginning of a political career for a person with a science background to be a principal. In the past, the way of the university was to govern the country and the world, but now the way of governing the country and the world is the way of the university, and it is a smooth road.To the first, college is a rocking chair for rest; to the second, it is a cradle of cultivation—so long as he is careful not to be rocked fast asleep.

Gao Songnian works hard, he is also the provost, and he is so smart that he sleeps with his eyes open, wears glasses, and dreams unambiguously.The cradle was also well chosen, in the garden of a local rich man in the countryside of Pingcheng County, facing the stream and backing the mountain.This township is by no means a strategically contested place, and the only thing the Japanese are generous with--bombs--will not be wasted here.Therefore, the town less than half a mile away from the school is prosperous day by day, with photo shops, restaurants, bathrooms, local theaters, police stations, and primary and secondary schools.This spring, Gao Songnian was ordered to prepare the school, and several old friends from Chongqing held a farewell party for him.At the meeting, it was mentioned that there are many universities in China but few professors, and that a new school that has not yet become famous is located in a remote place, and I am afraid that we will not be able to invite famous professors.Gao Songnian said with a smile: "My opinion is different from yours. The famous professor is of course very good, but because of his reputation, the school gets his credit, and he doesn't rely on his status in the school. He has airs and temper, he doesn't He will serve the school with all his energy, and he will not absolutely obey the orders of the authorities. In case he gets awkward, you will not be easy to find a substitute, and the students will make trouble with the problem. I think the school should not only train students, but also train professors. Find a group People who have no reputation come, they want to borrow the light of the school, they rely on the school to gain their status, and the school does not have to have them, this kind of people can really integrate with the school, and they are really willing to do things for the public. The school is also an institution Of course, the organization needs scientific management. In a sound organization, there are absolutely no special people, only individuals who are under control. Therefore, it is not difficult to find a professor." After hearing this, everyone was overwhelmed.Gao Songnian didn't have such an opinion beforehand, so he babbled nonsense for a while.After such compliments from his friends, he gradually believed that this was really a wise saying, and he also fell in love with himself.From then on, he published this argument frequently, and added a hat: "I study biology. The school is also an organism. The faculty should be to the school what a cell is to an organism—" This maxim was changed into a scientific law up.

Thanks to this scientific law, Li Meiting, Gu Erqian, and Fang Hongjian will be honored as professors.They arrived at the school at two o'clock that afternoon; Gao Songnian hurried to the teachers' dormitory to socialize after hearing the news, and then returned to the office. He could no longer put aside the worries of the past month.Since the crisis in Changsha, nine out of ten of the professors who had been hired sent telegrams to terminate the contract with excuses.Today, there are four professors, and the military appearance is greatly shocked. It is more decent to report to the Ministry.But how to explain it to Li Meiting and Fang Hongjian?The deputy head of the Ministry, Wang Chuhou, introduced Wang Chuhou as the head of the Department of Chinese Literature, and he had already written a letter to hire Li Meiting—but Wang Chuhou was Wang Chuhou’s uncle, and his qualifications were better than Li Meiting’s. Dazed, afraid that the group of people in Shanghai would return their tickets halfway, they had no choice but to deal with Deputy Chief Wang first.Wang Chuhou is not easy to deal with, Li Meiting is an old friend, and old friends can always talk freely, I am afraid that his temper will be difficult to deal with, difficult to deal with!This young man surnamed Fang is easy to deal with.He was Zhao Hsin-mei's backer. Hsin-mei refused to come at first, but introduced him, saying that he was a doctor studying in Germany. How confused!He did not have a degree from his own academic qualifications. He is just a "student" wandering around the world, and he does not study politics. It is too unfair to hire him as a professor!At most, he can be an associate professor, and he can be promoted step by step. Young people should not climb too high when doing things. Xinmei can tell him this.It was Li Meiting who was in trouble - no matter what, he came here after a lot of hard work, and he would never go away as soon as he turned his face; it was difficult to come, and it was not so easy to go, just promise him some benefits in empty promises.He jumped from a private school to a national school, didn't he promote him himself?One must always have a conscience.That's tomorrow's business anyway, don't think about it, today—there's the police chief's dinner tonight.This dinner was a usual social occasion, and the dishes in small towns were over and over again, only those few items, and Gao Songnian was tired of eating, but it was past four o'clock at this time, and he was a little hungry, so thinking of dinner, his mouth moistened.

The fellow travelers scattered when they reached their destination, like water in a wave hitting the shore and splashing in all directions.But Hung-chien and his four men went to the town together to have their hair cut and take a bath that day.When I returned to school, I saw a pink paper notice on the bulletin board, saying that students from the Department of Chinese Literature will hold a tea party in the fellowship room at 7:30 tonight to welcome Mr. Li Meiting.Mei Ting said happily: "I hate it, I hate it! I'm very tired, and I want to go to bed early today! These children are so enthusiastic that they don't make sense. Mr. Zhao, their news is really good!"

Hsin-mei said, "That's unreasonable! Why don't political students welcome me at a meeting?" Mei Ting said: "What are you busy with? Today's welcome party, you go for me, okay? I'd rather sleep." Gu Erqian nodded and sighed: "People who study Chinese books, after all, know the etiquette. I don't think the students in the collateral department will respect the teacher like this." After speaking, he looked at Li Meiting with a smile. At this time, God will regret not being on people Add a dog tail that can be wagged, thus reducing the effect of the expression by an unknown amount.

Hung-chien said, "What department do you all belong to? I don't know which department you are a professor of. The telegram sent to me by President Gao didn't explain clearly." Hsin-mei hurriedly said, "That doesn't matter. You can teach philosophy and Chinese—" Mei Ting grinned grimly and said, "Teaching Chinese requires my permission, Mr. Fang, please curry favor with me, we can discuss anything." After speaking, Ms. Sun came and said that she lived in the girls' dormitory and was in the same room as the female guide, Ms. Fan, and also complimented Li Meiting about the welcome party.Mei Ting smiled frivolously and said, "Miss Sun, you should change your mind. Don't go to the office of the Department of Foreign Languages ​​and become my teaching assistant. Tonight, the two of us will go to a meeting together." When Li Meiting listened but didn’t smell it, and ate it but didn’t know its taste, everyone laughed at him for preparing a speech at the welcome meeting, but Mei Ting argued sharply: “Nonsense! What kind of preparation is needed for this!”

Near nine o'clock in the evening, Fang Hongjian was talking in Zhao Xinmei's room, yawning, and was about to go back to bed when Li Meiting knocked on the door and came in.The two wanted to tease him, but seeing that his face was not straight, they asked, "Why did the welcome party end so early?" Mei Ting sat down in the chair without saying a word, breathing out of his nose like a locomotive waiting to be developed.The two asked him what was the matter.He slapped the table and scolded Gao Songnian for being an asshole, saying that he would not lose if the lawsuit was brought to the Ministry of Education; Just be damned.It turned out that today's welcome meeting was arranged by Wang Chuhou. There is a well-known saying in the art of war that "if the enemy is still breathing, he will hit him head-on."The four lecturers and teaching assistants from the Department of Chinese Literature who came to the school earlier became friends with him, and the students also listened to him.He knew that Gao Songnian had an appointment with Li Meiting first, and he took advantage of the fact that he was close to usurping, but being the head of the department is the same as getting married, "the first three days is the big one."This meeting is not a welcome, it's like a greeting from the new concubine.As soon as Li Meiting followed the student representatives into the venue, he felt that the atmosphere was different. Hearing colleagues and students calling "Director Wang" repeatedly, he was already suspicious and panicked.When Wang Chuhou saw him, he held his hand warmly and rubbed it together for a long time, as if he had grabbed his mistress's hand, and said with resentment and admiration: "Mr. Li, you really made us wait to die. I see you every day—Mr. Zhang, Mr. Xue, didn’t we talk about him this morning—we still talked about you this morning. Did you have a hard time on the road? Have a good rest for two days before going to class. I’m not busy. I’ll take your homework The whole schedule is ready. Mr. Li, we two have been friends for a long time. President Gao sent a telegram to Chengdu and asked me to organize the Department of Chinese Literature. I don't want to come. Principal Gao, he is really good at torturing people! He asked his nephew—" Mr. Zhang, Mr. Xue, and Mr. Huang said at the same time: "Mr. Wang is the uncle of Deputy Chief Wang."—"Please give up My nephew tried to persuade me again and again, but I didn’t care. My wife is not in good health, and I want to change the air. I’m here, and I’m so happy to know you’re here. The lecture director's tone was so stuffy in his heart that he couldn't speak, so he held back his breath, struck up a few words, drank a cup of tea, only had a headache, and left the table early.

Hsin-mei and Hung-chien comforted Li Mei-ting for a while, advised him to go back to bed and talk to Gao Songnian tomorrow.Mei Ting said before leaving: "I have such a friendship with Lao Gao, he will still play tricks on me, he must also play tricks on you two. Just wait and see, let's take concerted action, what are we afraid of him!" After Mei Ting left, Hong Jian looked at Xinmei and said, "That's out of the question!" Xinmei frowned and said, "I think there is a misunderstanding here, I don't know the inside story of this matter. Maybe Li Meiting is unrequited love at all, otherwise it would be too outrageous! But It's a joke that a person like Li Meiting really wants to be a director, and his business cards with titles printed on them are no longer usable, haha." Hung-chien said, "I'm going to be unlucky this year anyway, and I'm going to run into trouble everywhere. Maybe tomorrow Gao Songnian won't recognize me as a crappy professor." Xin Mei said impatiently, "Here we go again! You seem to be trying to be happy because of bad luck. Let me tell you, you can't believe what Li Meiting said—and, you I am the one who comes from my face, and I am in everything." Although Hung-chien was pessimistic with the greatest determination, he felt that the pessimism might as well be postponed for a day.

Tomorrow morning, Hsin-mei went to the principal's office first, told him to explain Hung-chien's affairs clearly, and told Hung-chien to wait, and then went to see Gao Songnian after hearing the answer.Hung-chien waited for more than an hour and became impatient, thinking that he was really nervous. Gao Songnian sent a telegram directly. Would a leader of such an organization have the nerve to be inaccurate?Hsin-mei had already fulfilled his duty as an introducer, and now he went to pay a formal visit to Gao Songnian himself, which was the easiest thing to do. Gao Songnian looked at Fang Hongjian's pleasant face, and couldn't believe that there would be such a good-tempered or sophisticated person in the world, so he hurriedly asked, "Have you met Mr. Zhao?"

"Not yet. I should come to see the principal. This is the proper rule." Fang Hongjian spoke confidently. Gao Songnian thought badly!Oops!Xinmei must have been entangled by Li Meiting and couldn't get away, so he and Fang couldn't help but talk: "Mr. Fang, I want to talk to you——I have already said a lot to Mr. Zhao—" Hung Chien listened. The tone was wrong, but the smile on his face couldn't hold back for a while, and stayed there uncomfortably. Gao Songnian wished he could pinch his fingers for him—"Mr. Fang, have you received my letter?" Can't cooperate with the eyes, the mouth can talk nonsense arrogantly, but the eyes are timid and dare not look at each other.Gao Song is old and sophisticated, and when he was studying biology, he learned the wisdom handed down by Westerners, that is: if your eyes can meet those of a lion or tiger, and stare at each other angrily, the beast will not dare to pounce on you if you are hypnotized. you.Of course, beasts may not be willing to flirt with you before enjoying you, but Fang Hongjian is not a beast either, at best he can only be regarded as a domestic animal.

He was disturbed by Gao Songnian's three-hundred-watt gaze, and felt that it was his fault that the letter was not received. Suddenly said: "No! I really didn't receive it! Is it important or not? When did Mr. Gao send it?" It seemed that he was lying and denied it when he received the letter. "Huh! Why didn't you receive it?" Gao Songnian jumped up, his expression of fake astonishment was vivid, much more natural than Fang Hongjian's real panic; he didn't act in a play, it was the misfortune of the play but the luck of the actors—" This letter is very important. Alas! The postal service during the Anti-Japanese War is really damned. But your husband has come, very good, these words can be interviewed." Hung-chien was a little relieved, and said flatteringly, "Letters from the mainland to Shanghai often cause trouble. The war in Changsha may also have an impact. A large number of letters will be lost. If Mr. Gao's letter to me is sent early—" Gao Songnian made a gesture of putting everything aside, magnanimously forgiving the letter that he had not written and that Fang Hongjian had not received: "There is no need to mention the letter. I am afraid that Mr. Fang will not give in after reading that letter. Now that you’re here, don’t try to run away, haha! It’s like this, listen to me, although I have never met your husband, but I’m so happy to hear Xinmei talk about your knowledge and personality, so immediately So I sent a telegram to ask my husband to help, and the telegram said—" Gao Songnian paused, trying to see if Hung-chien was a good negotiator, because a good negotiator would never say the conditions he promised at this time. But Fang Hung-chien swallowed the bait like a fish, and immediately caught it. He hurriedly said, "Mr. Gao sent me a telegram to invite me to be a professor, but he didn't specify what department he was in, so I want to ask." "I originally wanted to invite you to be a professor in the Department of Politics, because you were introduced by Hsin-mei, saying that you have a Ph.D. in Germany. But the resume that you submitted yourself doesn't have a degree—" Hung-chien blushed like a man A patient with a fever of one hundred and three degrees—"And he didn't study politics. Xinmei got it all wrong. The friendship between Mr. and Xinmei isn't very deep, isn't it?" How to answer, Gao Songnian saw in his eyes, and he became more courageous-"Of course, I never care about the degree, I only talk about the truth. As a full-time lecturer, the professor's remuneration report must be rejected. I believe that Xinmei's recommendation is not wrong, so I made an exception to hire Mr. as an associate professor with a monthly salary of 280 yuan and a promotion in the next school year. The express letter to Mr. is to explain this What happened, I thought Mr. received the letter." Hung-chien had no choice but to declare for the second time that he had not received the letter, and at the same time felt that it was a great grace to be downgraded to associate professor. "I just asked Hsin-mei to bring Mr. Xinmei's letter of appointment. What courses Mr. teaches is a big problem now. We don't have a Philosophy Department yet, and the Chinese Department has enough professors. There is only a group of first-year students from the Faculty of Grammar and Law. On theory, three hours seems too little, I will figure out a way in the future." When Hung-chien left the principal's office, his soul seemed to be rolled by steam, without any vigor.I just feel that I am an outcast that Gao Songnian took in with great mercy. I am full of shame and hatred, but I have no one to vent.Back in the room, Hsin-mei came over and said that Li Meiting's matter had finally been resolved for Gao Songnian, and wanted to talk about Hung-chien's matter.Knowing that Hung-chien had already talked to Gao Songnian, he hurriedly said, "You didn't fall out with him, did you? It's all my fault. I had the impression that you were a doctor. When I introduced you here, I just hoped that this would happen quickly." Success—" "So that you can monopolize Ms. Su."—"Never mind, I'll pay my salary——Okay, okay! I don't, I don't!" Xinmei apologized with a smile, and said: He praised Hung-chien for his self-cultivation, saying that when he was speaking in the principal's office, Li Meiting barged in and yelled unbecomingly.Hung-chien asked what happened to Mei Ting.Xinmei sneered and said, "Gao Songnian asked me to persuade him, and after pestering him for a long time, he said that unless the school bought the western medicine he brought at the price he offered—oh, I still have to reply to Gao Songnian. I am thinking of you I came back to see you first." Hung-chien was furious at first, but when he knew that Gao Songnian really bought the private goods he brought for the school at the price Li Meiting negotiated, he became depressed again, thinking that Li Meiting would compensate him, and he was alone. People suffer.On the evening when Gao Songnian posted the post to meet the new professor, Hung-chien quarreled and wanted to resign. Although unlike Li Meiting, Xinmei did not have the essential films of Chinese literature that were refined and portable for travel, he also carried a dozen reference books with him.Fang Hongjian didn't know that he would come to teach Confucianism, and he didn't need any of the "Western Social History", "Primitive Culture", "Historical Series" and so on.After thinking about it carefully, he was so flustered that he had no time to get angry. He hoped that Gao Songnian would allow him to change his teaching to comparative cultural history and Chinese literature history, but the former course was not needed now, and someone else would take the latter course.The beggar can only ask for what to eat, and it is not his turn to order.Xinmei comforted him by saying, "The level of students today is no better than before—" The level of students and the morality of the world seem to be the only two things that have regressed in this era of rubber wheels—"Don't panic, no matter what. I can handle it." Hung-chien went to the library to look for books, and there were no more than a thousand books in the library, and most of them were old, bad, and worn-out Chinese textbooks, which were the legacy of schools closed due to the war.A thousand years later, these books will be as valuable as the scrolls in the Dunhuang Stone Chamber. Now, they are ancient but not rare, and short-sighted bibliophiles don't know how to buy them.All libraries are like the tombs of learning, like studying the minds of the people who took the big exam. This library is like an old-fashioned charity organization that cherishes writing and paper. Smart, Dr. Everyone.Hung-chien rummaged for a long time, and unexpectedly found a Chinese translation of "The Outline of Confucianism", which he borrowed to return to his room. He was as happy as Tang Sanzang was when he got the Buddhist scriptures and returned to Chang'an.He read a few pages of "Outline of Theoretical Science", and wondered if students could not buy textbooks in this place, should he publish or mimeograph this book and distribute it to everyone.On second thought, this is unnecessary.In the past, my husband had other reference books as the secret treasure in his pillow, so he was willing to use textbooks; now that there are no reference books, he only relies on this textbook to instill knowledge and promote culture.At worst, I am an associate professor, so I don't need to work too hard.In the first class, I expressed sympathy to the students, lamented the rareness of the books in the back, and then said that in this environment, the professor is nothing more than a nuisance, because the professor's lecture was an emergency method before the invention of printing, and now it is no different from the Middle Ages. Everyone had books to read, so logically there was no need to waste each other's time in class—Hung-chien thought that what he said would sound good, and he sat still with joy, anticipating the students' reactions. Hung-chien and the others arrived at school on Wednesday, and Gao Songnian allowed them to rest until the following Monday before going to class.In the past few days, Xinmei was the headmaster's favorite, and his colleagues visited him the most, while Hung Chien's place was rarely visited by people.The school was founded hastily, and the scale is small; except for the female students and a few teaching staff with their families, they all live in a large garden.The contrast between the inconsistency and coldness of the world is becoming more and more obvious.On Sunday afternoon, while Hung-chien was preparing the lecture notes, Miss Sun came, her face much redder than that of the road.Hung-chien was going to call Hsin-mei, but Ms. Sun said that she had just arrived from Hsin-mei's place. The professors from the Department of Politics were having a symposium, and the room was full of smoke. Fang Hongjian said with a smile: "Politicians get together, of course it's a mess." Ms. Sun smiled and said, "I'm here today to thank Mr. Fang and Mr. Zhao. Yesterday afternoon, the accounting office of the school sent me my travel expenses." "Mr. Zhao fought for you, it has nothing to do with me." "No, I know." Ms. Sun insisted gently and stubbornly, "You reminded Mr. Zhao. You were on the boat—" Ms. Sun said half a sentence, blushing, and that sentence was cut in half. Hung-chien suddenly remembered the conversation on the boat, and sure enough the girl had heard it all, and seeing her like that made him feel embarrassed.Blushing with shyness is as contagious as yawning or stuttering, and the situation is sticky, like walking through mud with rubber shoes, which can't be stepped on and can't be pulled out.He faltered and joked: "Okay, okay. You have the travel expenses to go home. You'd better go home as soon as possible, it's not interesting here." Ms. Sun pouted like a child: "I really want to go home! I miss home every day, and I wrote to my father saying that I miss home. It will be too far away until next summer vacation, and I feel anxious when I think about it." "It's always like this when you go out for the first time. It will be fine after a while. Have you talked to your department head?" "I'm scared to death! Mr. Liu asked me to teach a group of English, but I really don't know how to teach it! Mr. Liu said that there should be a teacher for each of the four English groups. There are only three teachers in the department, so I must be the one group. I really don't know how to teach the Fa, the students are all taller than me, and they all look very fierce." "Teaching will teach. I have never taught before. I don't think the level of students will be good. If you prepare carefully, it will be more than enough to teach." "The group I teach is the group with the worst English scores in the entrance examination. But, Mr. Fang, you don't know how bad I am. I want to come here and use my skills for a year or two. There are foreigners who don't let her teach. Make me lose face!" "Are there any foreigners here?" "Mr. Fang, don't you know? I haven't seen the wife of Mr. Han, the head of the history department. I heard from Ms. Fan that she was so skinny that she was very ugly. Some people said she was from Belarus, and some said she was from the Austrian Empire. A Jew who was exiled from Germany, her husband said she was an American. Mr. Han asked her to be a professor in the Department of Foreign Languages, but Mr. Liu refused, saying that she was not qualified, could not speak English, and teaching German and Russian was not needed now. Mr. Han got angry and scolded Mr. Liu for being unqualified, not being able to speak English, compiling a few middle school textbooks, and getting a certificate from a foreign summer school. Yes, Mr. Han is complaining about resigning." "No wonder he didn't come for the principal's treat the day before yesterday. Hey! You are really capable. Where did you hear all this news?" Ms. Sun smiled and said: "Miss Fan told me. This school is like a big family. Unless you live outside the school, you can't keep any secrets and talk a lot. Yesterday, Mr. Liu's younger sister came from Guilin. Graduated from the department. Everyone said that Mr. Liu and Mr. Han can make peace, and replace a teaching assistant in the history department with a professor in the foreign language department." Hung-chien lost his words and said, "Sisters are different from wives, but assistants are different from professors. I have become your Mr. Liu, and I will never suffer from this." As he said that, Xin Mei came in and said, "Okay, I'll send those people away—Miss Sun, I know you won't go just now." He had no intention of saying this, but Miss Sun blushed.Hung-chien hurriedly told Mrs. Han about these things, and said, "Why are there still so many political infighting in school? It's better to enter the officialdom to feel refreshed." Hsin-mei said as if preaching a doctrine: "Where there are masses of people, there is politics." Miss Sun sat down for a while and left.Xinmei said, "I'll write to her father, declaring that I will hand over the responsibility of guardian to you, okay?" Hung-chien said: "I think this topic is already like what the Chinese teacher said to be 'dead'. There is nothing to say. You can change the topic to make a joke, okay?" Hsin-mei laughed at him as nonsense. After attending classes for more than a week, Hung-chien gradually became acquainted with several colleagues who lived in the same corridor.Lu Zixiao from the Department of History once paid a visit to make friends with neighbors, so Hung-chien went back to see him one afternoon.Lu Zixiao groomed himself deliberately, his hair was oily and shiny, and he was afraid that he would be buried by a hat, and he could not live with it, even in the middle of winter with bare hair.The nose is short and wide, as if it had a tendency to go straight down, and it punched people in the nostrils to stop their progress. The nose kept retreating and overflowed to the sides.Because he is not married, his attitude towards his own age is inevitably behind the times; at first he was willing to say the full age of foreign algorithms, and year after year, he secretly bought a translation of "Life Begins at Forty". People simply don't talk about age or zodiac, just say: "You are so young! You are still a little brother!" At the same time, it shows the liveliness and naughtiness that a little brother should have.He likes to whisper when he speaks, as if every sentence is a military secret.Of course, he also knows military secrets. Doesn’t he have relatives in the Executive Yuan and friends in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs?His relative once wrote him a letter, and the big envelope with "Executive Yuan" on the left corner had "Mr. Lu Zixiao" written on it, as if the Executive Yuan wanted him to be in the middle.Although the envelope he wrote to his friend in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs was not big, the address on it was "Department of Europe and America, Ministry of Foreign Affairs".This incoming letter and outgoing letter are adorned on his desk in turn.The day before yesterday morning, the damn page was cleaning up the room, accidentally knocked over the ink bottle, flooding the Executive Yuan into darkness, Lu Zixiao couldn't save him, so he jumped up and scolded.The relative who forgot his home had never sent a second letter; the friend had been troubled by the outside world and never answered a single letter.From then on, Lu Zixiao could only write letters to the Executive Yuan, and the two letters on the desk were all sent letters.Today was the day to write to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. Zixiao waited for Hung-chien to see the envelope on the table, put the letter in the drawer, and said, "It's irrelevant. A friend invited me to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and he wrote back the letter." letter." Hung-chien believed it was true, so he had no choice but to express his farewell and consolation: "Ah! Mr. Lu is going to be a senior! Will the principal let you go?" Zi Xiao shook his head and said: "Nothing! It's not interesting to be an official. I wrote back and resigned firmly. Principal Gao is very kind to others. Several telegrams urged me to come here. Now you are here again. The school is gradually getting on track. I am ashamed. Dismantle him?" Hung-chien recalled Gao Songnian's conversation with himself, and sighed, "Of course the principal treats you differently. Like us—" Zixiao spoke in a low voice, as if he was breathing in his thoughts: "Yes. The principal has this problem. He can't be sure of what he says. I know that your matter is very unfair." listening ear. Hung-chien didn't expect that people would know about his affairs, so he blushed slightly and said, "I'm fine. But Mr. Gao—I finally learned a lesson." "Where is it! Of course the associate professor is a bit condescending, but your salary is the highest among the associate professors." "What? Is there still grading among associate professors?" Hung-chien had the air of Dr. Johnson's disdain for grading bedbugs and fleas. "How many grades are there? For example, if you come together, Gu Erqian from our department is two grades lower than you. Just like the head of the department, Mr. Han, the head of our department, is one grade higher than Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhao is higher than Liu Dongfang from the Department of Foreign Languages. It's one level higher. There are a lot of waiting times here, and your husband has just returned to China to work, so I can't figure it out." Hung-chien suddenly realized that he was taller than Gu Erqian, so he calmed down and asked casually, "Why is the salary of your department head so high?" "Because he is a doctor, Ph.D. I have never been to the United States, so I have never heard of the university he graduated from. It is said that it is very famous. It is called Clayton University in New York." Hung-chien jumped up in fright, as if his secrets had been exposed, he almost cried out, "What university?" "Clayton University. You know Clayton University?" "I know! Hmph, I too—" Hung-chien wished he could bite his tongue, and had already leaked three words. There is a reason for Zixiao's obedience, like a bamboo shoot in the yellow mud, the tip is slightly exposed, so he wants to question him to the end.Hung-chien refused to speak, and became more and more suspicious, wishing he could not resort to effective punishments from the secret service to extract a confession.Hung-chien returned to his room, angry and laughing.Ever since Miss Tang questioned him about buying the diploma, he didn't want to think about his negotiation with the Irishman again. He made sure to forget about it; However, his body was already slightly hot with shame.Just now, Lu Zixiao's words were like a dose of medicine, half of the ghosts in his heart were knocked down.Han Xueyu did not conspire with him in telling his lies, but with him, it seems that his deception has lessened the crime.Of course, there is a new kind of unhappiness, but this kind of unhappiness is transparent and visible, not like buying a diploma is like a murdered corpse, which must be hidden from oneself.Lying and deceiving people should be like Han Xueyu, and you must have the courage to persevere to the end.I am too bad, and I have to speak my conscience after lying, what a fool.If he simply had a bold old face, at least Gao Songnian's bullying could have been avoided.The loss suffered by an honest person, the shame of being exposed by a liar, these two opposite pains, I actually killed two birds with one stone.Hung-chien suddenly thought that he couldn't even tell a lie these days.So I suddenly realized that lying is often an expression of joy and happiness, and it can also be regarded as a kind of creation, just like self-deception in children's games.A person who is at ease physically and mentally, full of energy, will ignore stubborn facts and feel capable of joking with the status quo.When it comes to suffering and poverty, people are poor and short-witted, and it is not good to tell lies. One day later, Han Xueyu came to visit.After the name was adopted, Fang Hongjian became embarrassed and at the same time happily disappointed.The ideal Han Xueyu was somehow arrogant and frivolous, but unexpectedly he was a taciturn person.He thought that Lu Zixiao might have remembered wrongly, Miss Sun must have believed the rumors.Being dull and simple is Han Xueyu's housekeeping skill.Modern man has two popular beliefs.First: a woman is virtuous without appearance, so a beautiful woman must not be as thoughtful and upright as an ugly woman; second: a man without eloquence means he is virtuous, so a dumb person is the most honest person in the world.Perhaps enough of being fooled by speeches and propaganda, modern people have overcorrected, thinking that only those who don't speak are allowed to speak the truth, so that when new officials take office, they all say: "Government is not about talking too much." Pointing to the mouth, pointing to the heart, pointing to the sky, three gestures get the job done.Although Han Xueyu was not dumb, he was born with a stutter.To cover up his stuttering, he spoke less, more slowly, and with more effort, as if every word was guaranteed by his entire personality.A person who is not easy to speak always makes others think that he is full of wisdom, just like a sealed box, most people always think that there is a treasure inside.When Gao Songnian saw this man for the first time in Kunming, he felt that he was sincere and serene, like a gentleman, and he was bald before he was old, which showed that there was so much knowledge in his head that he squeezed out his hair.Looking at his academic qualifications again, apart from the doctorate, there is another item: "The works are scattered in the American "Historical Journal", "Saturday Literary Review" and other major publications." Can't help but look at him differently.Several people who came to meet with letters of introduction have written on their resumes that they have "lectured" in foreign countries many times.Gao Songnian himself had studied in a small country in Europe, and he knew that he often thought he was lecturing, and the audience thought he was learning to speak—he couldn’t speak a foreign language so he could learn.However, publishing works in major foreign journals requires real talents and practical learning.He asked Han Xueyu, "Can you take a look at Mr.'s masterpiece?" Han Xueyu said frankly that all the magazines are stored in his hometown in the enemy-occupied areas, but these two publications should be subscribed to by every university in China, and they should be available as soon as they are nearby. , unless after this escape, all the old magazines in the library were lost.Gao Songnian never imagined that a liar would be so calm; the books in various universities are scattered, and it may not be possible to find that issue of the magazine, but there is no doubt that Han Xueyu's article is in it.Han Xueyu also contributed articles to these publications, but Gao Songnian did not know that his works were published in the personnel advertisement column of "Saturday Literary Review": "Chinese young people, highly educated, willing to help people who study Chinese problems, the fees are low. "And the correspondence column of "Historical Journal": "Mr. Han Xueyu solicited this publication twenty years ago. If you want to sell it, please contact somewhere in the correspondence." Finally, he heard that Mrs. Han was an American. To marry a foreign wife, you must be proficient in Western learning. Didn't you fail when you wanted to marry a Belgian woman when you were young?This person is the head of the department.他当时也没想到这外国老婆是在中国娶的白俄。 跟韩学愈谈话仿佛看慢动电影，你想不到简捷的一句话需要那么多的筹备，动员那么复杂的身体机构。时间都给他的话胶着，只好拖泥带水地慢走。韩学愈容颜灰暗，在阴天可以与周围的天色和融无间，隐身不见，是头等的保护色。他只有一样显著的东西，喉咙里一个大核。他讲话时，这喉核忽升忽降，鸿渐看得自己喉咙都发痒。他不说话咽唾沫时，这核稍隐复现，令鸿渐联想起青蛙吞苍蝇的景象。鸿渐看他说话少而费力多，恨不能把那喉结瓶塞头似的拔出来，好让下面的话松动。韩学愈约鸿渐上他家去吃晚饭，鸿渐谢过他，韩学愈又危坐不说话了，鸿渐只好找话敷衍，便问：“听说嫂夫人是在美国娶的？” 韩学愈点头，伸颈咽口唾沫，唾沫下去，一句话从喉核下浮上：“你先生到过美国没有？” “没有去过——”索性试探他一下——“可是，我一度想去，曾经跟一个Dr.Mahoney通信。”是不是自己神经过敏呢？韩学愈似乎脸色微红，像阴天忽透太阳。 “这人是个骗子。”韩学愈的声调并不激动，说话也不增多。 “我知道。什么克莱登大学！我险的上了他的当。”鸿渐一面想，这人肯说那爱尔兰人是“骗子”，一定知道瞒不了自己了。 “你没有上他的当罢！克莱登是好学校，他是这学校里一个开除的小职员，借着幌子向外国不知道的人骗钱，你真没有上当？唔，那最好。” “真有克莱登这学校么？我以为全是那爱尔兰人捣的鬼。”鸿渐诧异得站起来。 “很认真严格的学校，虽然知道的人很少——普通学生不容易进。” “我听陆先生说，你就是这学校毕业的。” "yes." 鸿渐满腹疑团，真想问个详细。可是初次见面，不好意思追究，倒见得自己不相信他。并且这人说话很经济，问不出什么来；最好有机会看看他的文凭，就知道他的克莱登跟自己的克莱登是一是二了。韩学愈回家路上，腿有点软，想陆子潇的报告准得很，这姓方的跟爱尔兰人有过交涉，幸亏他不像自己去过美国，就恨不知道他是否真的没买文凭，也许他在撒谎。 方鸿渐吃韩家的晚饭，甚为满意。韩学愈虽然不说话，款客的动作极周到；韩太太虽然相貌丑，红头发，满脸雀斑像面饼上苍蝇下的粪，而举止活泼得通了电似的。鸿渐研究出西洋人丑得跟中国人不同：中国人丑得像造物者偷工减料的结果，潦草塞责的丑；西洋人丑像造物者恶意的表现，存心跟脸上五官开玩笑，所以丑得有计划、有作用。韩太太口口声声爱中国，可是又说在中国起居服食，没有在纽约方便。鸿渐总觉得她口音不够地道，自己没到过美国，要赵辛楣在此就听得出了，也许是移民到纽约去的。他到学校以后，从没有人对他这样殷勤过，几天来的气闷渐渐消散。他想韩学愈的文凭假不假，管它干吗，反正这人跟自己要好就是了。可是，有一件事，韩太太大讲纽约的时候，韩学愈对她做个眼色，这眼色没有逃过自己的眼，当时就有一个印象，仿佛偷听到人家背后讲自己的话。这也许是自己多心，别去想它。鸿渐兴高采烈，没回房就去看辛楣：“老赵，我回来了。今天对不住你，抛下你一个人吃饭。” 辛楣因为韩学愈没请自己，独吃了一客又冷又硬的包饭，这吃到的饭在胃里作酸，这没吃到的饭在心里作酸，说：“国际贵宾回来了！饭吃得好呀？是中国菜还是西菜？洋太太招待得好不好？” “他家里老妈子做的中菜。韩太太真丑！这样丑的老婆，在中国也娶得到，何必到外国去觅宝呢！辛楣，今天我恨你没有在——” “哼，谢谢——今天还有谁呀？只有你！真了不起！韩学愈上自校长，下到同事，谁都不理，就敷衍你一个人。是不是洋太太跟你有什么亲戚？”辛楣欣赏自己的幽默，笑个不了。 鸿渐给辛楣那么一说，心里得意，假装不服气道：“副教授就不是人？只有你们大主任、大教授配彼此结交？辛楣，讲正经话，今天有你，韩太太的国籍问题可以解决了。你是老美国，听她说话，盘问她几句，就水落石出。” 辛楣虽然觉得这句话中听，还不愿意立刻放弃他的不快：“你这人真没有良心，吃了人家的饭，还要管闲事，探听人家阴私。只要女人可以做太太，管她什么美国人、俄国人。难道是了美国人，她女人的成分就加了倍？养孩子的效率会与众不同？” 鸿渐笑道：“我是对韩学愈的学籍有兴趣。我总有一个感觉，假使他太太的国籍是假的，那么他的学籍也有问题。” “我劝你省点事罢。你瞧，谎是撒不得的。自己捣了鬼从此对人家也多疑心——我知道你那一回事是开的玩笑，可是开玩笑开出来多少麻烦！像我们这样规规矩矩，就不会疑神疑鬼。” 鸿渐恼道：“说得好漂亮！为什么当初我告诉了你韩学愈薪水比你高一级，你要气得掼纱帽不干呢？” 辛楣道：“我并没有那样气量小——这全是你不好，听了许多闲话来告诉我，否则我耳根清净，好好的不会跟人计较。” 辛楣新学会一种姿态，听话时躺在椅子里，闭了眼睛，只有嘴边烟斗里的烟篆表示他并未睡着。鸿渐看了早不痛快，更经不起这几句话：“好，好！我以后再跟你讲话，我不是人。” 辛楣瞧鸿渐真动了气，忙张眼道：“说着玩儿的，别气得生胃病。抽支烟罢。以后恐怕到人家去吃晚饭也不能够了！你没有看见通知？是的，你不会发到的。大后天开校务会议，讨论施行导师制问题，听说导师要跟学生同吃饭的。” 鸿渐闷闷回房。难得一团高兴，找朋友扫尽了兴。天生人是教他们孤独的，一个个该各归各，老死不相往来。身体里容不下的东西，或消化，或排泄，是个人的事；为什么心里容不下的情感，要找同伴来分摊？聚在一起，动不动自己冒犯人，或者人开罪自己，好像一只只刺猬，只好保持着彼此间的距离，要亲密团结，不是你刺痛我的肉，就是我擦破你的皮。鸿渐真想把这些感慨跟一个能了解的人谈谈，孙小姐好像比赵辛楣能了解自己，至少她听自己的话很有兴味——不过，刚才说人跟人该避免接触，怎么又找女人呢！也许男人跟男人在一起像一群刺猬，男人跟女人在一起像——鸿渐想不出像什么，翻开笔记来准备明天的功课。 鸿渐教的功课到现在还是三个钟点，同事们谈起，无人不当面羡慕他的闲适，倒好像高松年有私心，特别优待他。鸿渐对论理学素乏研究，手边又没有参考，虽然努力准备，并不感觉兴趣。这些学生来上他的课，压根儿为了学分。依照学校章程，文法学院学生应该在物理、化学、生物、论理四门之中，选修一门。大半人一窝蜂似的选修了论理：这门功课最容易——“全是废话”——不但不必做实验，天冷的时候，还可以袖手不写笔记。因为这门功课容易，他们选它；也因为这门功课容易，他们瞧不起它，仿佛男人瞧不起容易到手的女人。论理学是“废话”，教论理学的人当然是“废物”，“只是个副教授”，而且不属于任何系的。在他们心目中，鸿渐的地位比教党义的和教军事训练的高不了多少。不过教党义的和教军事训练的是政府机关派的，鸿渐的来头没有这些人大，“听说是赵辛楣的表弟，跟着他来的；高松年只聘他做讲师，赵辛楣替他争来的副教授。”无怪鸿渐老觉得班上的学生不把听讲当作一回事。在这种空气之下，讲书不会有劲。更可恨论理学开头最枯燥无味，要讲到三段论法，才可以穿插点缀些笑话，暂时还无法迎合心理。此外有两件事也使鸿渐不安。 一件是点名。鸿渐记得自己老师里的名教授们从不点名，从不报告学生缺课。这才是堂堂大学者的风度：“你们要听就来听，我可不在乎。”他企羡之余，不免模仿。上第一课，他像创世纪里原人阿大（Adam）唱新生禽兽的名字，以后他连点名簿子也不带了。到第二星期，他发现五十多学生里有七八个缺席，这些空座位像一嘴牙齿忽然掉了几枚，留下的空穴，看了心里不舒服。下一次，他注意女学生还固守着第一排原来的座位，男学生像从最后一排坐起的，空着第二排，第三排孤零零地坐一个男学生。自己正观察这阵势，男学生都顽皮地含笑低头，女学生随自己的眼光，回头望一望，转脸瞧着自己笑。他总算熬住没说：“显然，我拒绝你们的力量比女同学吸引你们的力量都大。”他想以后非点名不可，照这样下去，只剩有脚而跑不了的椅子和桌子听课了。不过从大学者的放任忽变而为小学教师的琐碎，多么丢脸！这些学生是狡猾不过的，准看破了自己的用意。 一件是讲书。这好像衣料的尺寸不够而硬要做成称身的衣服。自以为预备的材料很充分，到上课才发现自己讲得收缩不住地快，笔记上已经差不多了，下课铃还有好一会才打。一片无话可说的空白时间，像白漫漫一片水，直向开足马达的汽车迎上来，望着发急而又无处躲避。心慌意乱中找出话来支扯，说不上几句又完了，偷眼看手表，只拖了半分钟。这时候，身上发热，脸上微红，讲话开始口吃，觉得学生都在暗笑。有一次，简直像挨饿几天的人服了泻药，话要挤也挤不出，只好早退课一刻钟。跟辛楣谈起，知道他也有此感，说毕竟初教书人没经验。辛楣还说：“现在才明白为什么外国人要说'杀时间'，打下课铃以前那几分钟的难过！真恨不能把它一刀两段。”鸿渐最近发明一个方法，虽然不能一下子杀死时间，至少使它受些致命伤。他动不动就写黑板，黑板上写一个字要嘴里讲十个字那些时间。满脸满手白粉，胳膊酸半天，这都值得，至少以后不会早退。不过这些学生作笔记不大上劲；往往他讲得十分费力，有几个人坐着一字不写，他眼睛威胁地注视着，他们才懒洋洋把笔在本子上画字。鸿渐瞧了生气，想自己总不至于比李梅亭糟，但是隔壁李梅亭的“先秦小说史”班上，学生笑声不绝，自己的班上偏这样无精打采。 他想自己在学校读书的时候，也不算坏学生，何以教书这样不出色。难道教书跟作诗一样，需要“别才”不成？只懊悔留学外国，没混个专家的头衔回来，可以声威显赫，把藏有洋老师演讲全部笔记的课程，开它几门，不必像现在帮闲打杂，承办人家剩下来的科目。不过李梅亭这些人都是教授有年，有现成讲义的。自己毫无经验，更无准备，教的功课又非出自愿，要参考也没有书，当然教不好。假如混过这一年，高松年守信用，升自己为教授，暑假回上海弄几本外国书看看，下学年不相信会比不上李梅亭。这样想着，鸿渐恢复了自尊心。回国后这一年来，他跟他父亲疏远得多。在从前，他会一五一十全禀告方遯翁的。现在他想像得出遯翁的回信。遯翁心境好，就抚慰儿子说：“尺有所短，寸有所长，学者未必能为良师。”这够叫人内愧了；他心境不好，准责备儿子从前不用功，急时抱佛脚，也许还有一堆“亡羊补牢，教学相长”的教训。这是纪念周上对学生说的话，自己在教职员席里旁听得腻了，用不到千里迢迢去招来。 开校务会议前一天，鸿渐和辛楣商量好到镇上去吃晚饭，怕导师制实行以后，这自由就没有了。下午陆子潇来闲谈，问鸿渐知道孙小姐的事没有。鸿渐问他什么事，子潇道：“你不知道就算了。”鸿渐了解子潇的脾气，不问下去。过一会，子潇尖利地注视着鸿渐，像要看他个对穿，道：“你真的不知道么？怎么会呢？”叮嘱他严守秘密，然后把这事讲出来。教务处一公布孙小姐教丁组英文，丁组的学生就开紧急会议，派代表见校长兼教务长抗议。理由是：大家都是学生，当局不该歧视，为什么旁组是副教授教英文，丁组只派个助教来教。他们知道自己程度不好，所以，他们振振有词地说，必须一个好教授来教好他们。亏高松年有本领，弹压下去。学生不怕孙小姐，课堂秩序不大好，作了一次文，简直要不得。孙小姐征求了外国语文系刘主任的同意，不叫丁组的学生作文，只叫他们练习造句。学生知道了大闹，质问孙小姐为什么人家作文而他们偏造句，把他们当中学生看待。孙小姐说：“因为你们不会作文。”他们道：“不会作文所以要学作文呀。”孙小姐给他们嚷得没法，只好请刘主任来解释，才算了局。今天是作文的日子，孙小姐进课堂就瞧见黑板上写着：“Beat down Miss S.Miss S is Japanese enemy!”学生都含笑期待着。孙小姐叫他们造句，他们全说没带纸，只肯口头练习。她叫一个学生把三个人称多少数各做一句，那学生一口气背书似的说：“I am your husband.You are my wife.He is also your husband.We are your many husbands，——”全课堂笑得前仰后合，孙小姐奋然出课堂。这事不知怎样结束呢。子潇还声明道：“这学生是中国文学系的。我对我们历史系的学生私人训话过一次，劝他们在孙小姐班上不要胡闹，招起人家对韩先生的误会，以为他要太太教这一组，鼓动本系学生赶走孙小姐。” 鸿渐道：“我什么都不知道呀。孙小姐跟我好久没见面了，竟有这样的事！” 子潇又尖刻地瞧鸿渐一眼道：“我以为你们是常见面的。” 鸿渐正说：“谁告诉你的？”孙小姐来了。子谦忙起来让坐，出门时歪着头对鸿渐点一点，表示他揭破了鸿渐的谎话。鸿渐没工夫理会，忙问孙小姐近来好不好。孙小姐忽然别转脸，手帕按嘴，肩膀耸动，唏嘘哭起来。鸿渐急跑去叫辛楣，两人进来，孙小姐倒不哭了。辛楣把这事问明白，好言抚慰了半天，鸿渐和着他。辛楣发狠道：“这种学生非严办不可，我今天晚上就跟校长去说——你报告刘先生没有？” 鸿渐道：“这倒不是惩戒学生的问题。孙小姐这一班决不能教了。你该请校长找人代她的课，并且声明这事是学校对不住孙小姐。” 孙小姐道：“我死也不肯教他们了。我真想回家！”声音又哽咽着。 辛楣忙说这是小事，又请她同去吃晚饭。她还在踌躇，校长室派人送帖子给辛楣。高松年今天替部里派来视察的参事接风，各主任都得奉陪，请辛楣这时候就去招待。辛楣说：“讨厌！咱今天的晚饭吃不成了。”跟着校役去了。鸿渐请孙小姐去吃晚饭，可是并不热心。她说改天罢，要回宿舍去。鸿渐瞧她脸黄眼肿，挂着哭的幌子，问她要不要洗个脸，不等她回答，拣块没用过的新毛巾出来，拔了热水瓶的塞头。她洗脸时，鸿渐望着窗外，想辛楣知道，又要误解的。他以为给她洗脸的时候很充分了，才回过头来，发现她打开手提袋，在照小镜子，擦粉涂唇膏呢。鸿渐一惊，想不到孙小姐随身配备这样完全，平常以为她不修饰的脸原来也是件艺术作品。 孙小姐面部修理完毕，衬了颊上嘴上的颜色，哭得微红的上眼皮也像涂了胭脂的，替她天真的脸上意想不到地添些妖邪之气。鸿渐送她出去，经过陆子潇的房，房门半开，子潇坐在椅子里吸烟，瞧见鸿渐俩，忙站起来点头，又坐下去，宛如有弹簧收放着。走不到几步，听见背后有人叫，回头看是李梅亭，满脸得意之色，告诉他们俩高松年刚请他代理训导长，明天正式发表，这时候要到联谊室去招待部视学呢。梅亭仗着黑眼镜，对孙小姐像望远镜侦察似的细看，笑说：“孙小姐愈来愈漂亮了！为什么不来看我，只去看小方？你们俩什么时候订婚——”鸿渐“嘘”他一声，他笑着跑了。 鸿渐刚回房，陆子潇就进来，说：“咦，我以为你跟孙小姐同吃晚饭去了。怎么没有去？” 鸿渐道：“我请不起，不比你们大教授。等你来请呢。” 子潇道：“我请就请，有什么关系。就怕人家未必赏脸呀。” “谁？孙小姐？我看你关心她得很，是不是看中了她？哈哈，我来介绍。” “胡闹胡闹！我要结婚呢，早结婚了。唉，'曾经沧海难为水'！” 鸿渐笑道：“谁教你眼光那样高的。孙小姐很好，我跟她一路来，可以担保得了她的脾气——” “我要结婚呢，早结婚了。”仿佛开留声机时，针在唱片上碰到障碍，三番四复地说一句话。 “认识认识无所谓呀。” 子潇猜疑地细看鸿渐道：“你不是跟她很好么？夺人之爱，我可不来。人弃我取，我更不来。” “岂有此理！你这人存心太卑鄙。” 子潇忙说他说着玩儿的，过两天一定请客。子潇去了，鸿渐想着好笑。孙小姐知道有人爱慕，准会高兴，这消息可以减少她的伤心。不过陆子潇配不过她，她不会看中他的。她干脆嫁了人好，做事找气受，太犯不着。这些学生真没法对付，缠得你头痛，他们黑板上写的口号，文理倒很通顺，孙小姐该引以自慰，等她气平了向她取笑。 辛楣吃晚饭回来，酒气醺醺，问鸿渐道：“你在英国，到过牛津剑桥没有？他们的tutorial system是怎么一回事？”鸿渐说旅行到牛律去过一天，导师制详细内容不知道，问辛楣为什么要打听。辛楣道：“今天那位贵客视学先生是位导师制专家，去年奉部命到英国去研究导师制的，在牛津和剑桥都住过。” 鸿渐笑道：“导师制有什么专家！牛津或剑桥的任何学生，不知道得更清楚么？这些办教育的人专会挂幌子唬人。照这样下去，还要有研究留学、研究做校长的专家呢。” 辛楣道：“这话我不敢同意。我想教育制度是值得研究的，好比做官的人未必都知道政府组织的利弊。” “好，我不跟你辩，谁不知道你是讲政治学的？我问你，这位专家怎么说呢？他这次来是不是和明天的会有关？” “导师制是教育部的新方针，通知各大学实施，好像反应不太好。咱们这儿高校长是最热心奉行的人——我忘掉告诉你，李瞎子做了训导长了，咦，你知道了——这位部视学顺便来指导的，明天开会他要出席，可是他今天讲的话，不甚高明。据他说，牛津剑桥的导师制缺点很多，离开师生共同生活的理想很远，所以我们行的是经他改良、经部核准的计划。在牛津剑桥，每个学生有两个导师，一位学业导师，一位道德导师。他认为这不合教育原理，做先生的应当是'经师人师'，品学兼备，所以每人指定一个导师，就是本系的先生；这样，学问和道德可以融贯一气了。英国的道德导师是有名无实的；学生在街上闯祸给警察带走，他到警察局去保释，学生欠了店家的钱，还不出，他替他担保。我们这种导师责任大得多了，随时随地要调查、矫正、向当局汇报学生的思想。这些都是官样文章，不用说它，他还有得意之笔。英国导师一壁抽烟斗，一壁跟学生谈话的。这最违背'新生活运动'，所以咱们当学生的面，绝对不许抽烟，最好压根儿戒烟。可是他自己并没有戒烟，菜馆里供给的烟，他一支一支抽个不亦乐乎，临走还带了一匣火柴。英国先生只跟学生同吃晚饭，并且分桌吃的，先生坐在台上吃，师生间隔膜得很。这也得改良，咱们以后一天三餐都跟学生同桌吃——” “干脆跟学生同床睡觉得了！” 辛楣笑道：“我当时险的说出口。你还没听见李瞎子的议论呢！他恭维了那位视学一顿，然后说什么中西文明国家都严于男女之防，师生恋爱是有伤师道尊严的，万万要不得，为防患未然起见，未结婚的先生不得做女学生的导师。真气得死人，他们都对我笑——这几个院长和系主任里，只有我没结婚。” “哈哈，妙不可言！不过，假使不结婚的男先生训导女生有师生恋爱的危险，结婚的男先生训导女生更有犯重婚罪的可能，他倒没想到。” “我当时质问他，结了婚而太太没带来的人做得做不得女学生的导师，他支吾其词，请我不要