Sun Ting'an, Shen Tong's college classmate, is in the same class as Shen Tong. She is very inconspicuous and usually taciturn. Compared to the relatively active Shen Tong, she is simply a backwater. She is so small that people ignore her existence. Shen Tong She rarely interacted with her, but now she actually sent her an email. Shen Tong opened it out of curiosity.
The time was August 1999. At that time, Shen Tong was still stationed in Qiaobei Village, almost isolated from the outside world, and had no time to go there.
"Hello Shen Tong! You will be surprised to see this letter, but it's no wonder that I was very inconspicuous in college. I didn't participate in group activities in the class or go out with everyone. As for you, I was even more inconspicuous. We can't say a few words, not to mention that you already have a girlfriend, so we have even fewer opportunities to interact. Every time I think of every detail of my college days, I can still vividly remember it, especially you, who left a deep impression on me. In the debate, you chatted and talked endlessly; on the court, you moved gracefully and charmingly; at the New Year's Day party, you were active and active, singing melodiously, etc."
"Many years have passed in a flash. We are far apart. I only know that you went to the newspaper office, but I don't know how you are doing. You should be getting married soon, right? You must let me know when you get married. I'm sure Go to the meeting on time and attend your and Xu Xia's wedding banquet, haha. Well, I just thought of you when I saw our graduation photos and complained. I wish you success in your work and good health."
"By the way, I am now working for a multinational company in Beijing. You must find me when you arrive in Beijing. Sun Ting'an, the evening of August 16, 1999."
Seeing this letter, Shen Tong suddenly returned to his college days. Life at that time was so beautiful, carefree, simple and happy. After class, he went to the playground to play ball, sweated all over and returned to the dormitory to take a shower, and then Invite a few friends to go out for a beer or barbecue. Then, you may run to the side of the road to sing a song, or go to a bar to play games all night, or go to the video hall to watch nightclub porn, or climb to the top of a building to peek at the other side with a telescope. Dormitory girls take a shower...
Things have changed, but that scene is still vivid in my mind, just like playing a movie through my mind. Shen Tong took out a cigarette and lit it, leaned back on the seat and closed his eyes to think about every bit of it. Indeed, after graduating from college, his classmates They are scattered all over the country, and the only means of communication are mailing addresses and landlines, so most of them have lost contact.
Shen Tong's best friends are Monkey, Santiao, Shitou and Mahua who are in the same dormitory. Except for Santiao, who is from Dongjiang, the rest are from other places. Santiao returned to his hometown after graduation and contacted him a few times, but then he stopped contacting him. Others only learned a few words from Sanjou, nothing more.
Shen Tong felt a little melancholy as he was too busy after work to contact his old classmates. Besides, Sun Tingan sent this email out of nowhere, leaving him confused. In any case, being able to remember her as a classmate meant that she still had a heart. , so he responded to the email, explained his situation, and left his mobile phone number.
Skipping Sun Ting'an, a person named "Jiang Doudou" sent him three emails in a row. The time intervals were not long, and they were all from the recent period. Shen Tong opened them one by one in chronological order.
The first letter: "Hey! I sent you an email, why didn't you reply? I hate it!" Shen Tong guessed it was Wu Yuhan from Wu Jiangkai, and opened the second email with a smile: "Eh? I sent it to the right person. Are you there? Are you Shen Tong? I've been waiting for you all night, but you haven't replied to me yet. Please reply when you receive it!"
The childishness of a little girl was reflected in every word, and Shen Tong suddenly laughed out loud. He immediately realized that he was in the office, looked up at the door, and returned to his normal state to click on the third email.
"Hello, Shen Tong! I'm Wu Yuhan. Today I told you that I wrote an essay and asked you to read it for me and give me some opinions. I'm not polite, and I hope you will be merciful, haha." Then. A lovely smile.
Attached to the back was an article titled "The Gone Home". Shen Tong read it carefully.
The whole article has more than 1,000 words. The writing style is immature, but the language is simple and beautiful, and the thinking is relatively clear. It tells about the days when I lived in the countryside with my grandparents when I was a child. But now, my grandfather died of illness, and my grandmother followed them into the city. Life has become a beautiful memory.
The little girl Wu Yuhan has a strong narrative ability, which shows Wu Yuhan's literary attainments. If she persists, she should be a good seedling. Shen Tong basically did not modify it, but left some words of encouragement for her to persevere. I hope she will do so in the future. Communicate more and leave his mobile phone number.
When Shen Tong closed his mailbox, an idea suddenly occurred to him. If helping Wu Yuhan was published in the supplement of "Dongjiang Daily", wouldn't it be a good thing? Then I thought about it, if Secretary Wu knew about it, would he blame me?
After a fierce ideological struggle, Shen Tong decided to take this opportunity to encourage Wu Yuhan to continue writing, so he took out his mobile phone and called Hou Zechen, chief editor of the News Department of Dongjiang Daily.
Some time ago, Editor Hou, under the care of Shen Tong, published a book for the richest man, He Yunchang, and made a lot of money. Shen Tong was very polite when he received a call, and thought he was introducing a big deal to him.
Shen Tong explained this. Although Hou Zechen was not responsible for editing the supplement, he agreed without thinking. Such a trivial matter was a piece of cake for him.
Shen Tong hung up the phone, opened his mailbox again, sent Wu Yuhan's article to Hou Zechen's mailbox, and left Zhao Yitang's office with satisfaction.
Back in the office, Wu Jiangkai happened to come out. After seeing Shen Tong, he said worriedly: "I'm going to the city to do some errands. If you need anything, just call me." After that, he hurriedly left. .
Shen Tong stood at the door to say goodbye to Wu Jiangkai, and a bunch of questions came to his mind. He was talking happily just now, but now he suddenly became serious. What could have happened? Shen Tong didn't dare to speculate casually, so he returned to the office. , took out today’s newspaper and read it carefully.
"Dongjiang Daily" is a must-read publication for Shen Tong every day. From the newspaper, you can not only learn about high-level developments and the latest political guidance, but also learn from the advanced work experience of other counties and cities. What's more, Shen Tong's name was often mentioned in the newspaper before. It appears above that I have an inseparable attachment to this newspaper.
As the saying goes: "A layman can see the excitement, but an expert can see the door." The same is true for newspapers. When ordinary people pick them up and look at them, they are all unfamiliar and convoluted political language. What are they? They are used directly to build walls or wrap things. Some even packed it up and bought scrap paper. But people in the officialdom felt like they had found a treasure when they got this newspaper. They turned it over and studied it carefully. When they saw the wonderful or key words, they circled them with a pen or simply excerpted them. This is the so-called " political acumen”.
Wu Jiangkai had a small notebook in which he excerpted some commentaries from major newspapers, especially the signed articles, and read them over and over again. Today's newspaper headlines were uncharacteristically uncharacteristic. They did not report on the leaders' activities, but instead published the Provincial Party Committee