After Li Yu checked into the hotel, he took a rickshaw to the school for classes every day.
Yes: not only do I teach basic mathematics and mechanical basics for the surveying and mapping department, but I also take shooting and equestrian classes as a student.
Today, Li Chun started arranging live-fire shooting lessons for Li Yu.
Li Yu was very interested in this, after all, which man doesn't love guns and BMWs!
Li Chun took out a pistol: "If you don't join the military, sir, it's enough to learn how to use a pistol. This is the latest Browning M1900 pistol, and it is also the most advanced pistol in the Beiyang Army. If sir can shoot 20 rounds a day, it is estimated that
In less than ten days you will be a master with a gun."
Beiyang really gave Li Yu a huge favor. He had the opportunity to fire 200 rounds of live ammunition. In the entire Beiyang Army, only the elite troops could do it.
In fact, even in the later Japanese Army, recruits only had about 200 rounds of live ammunition, and many of them were even training rounds.
Li Yu's shooting class went very quickly. After all, there was no shooting today. It was Li Chun who taught Li Yu the relevant usage methods and precautions of firearms, and trained the posture of holding the gun.
After the shooting class, there is the equestrian class. Today, the training begins with independent horse trot.
Once you start riding independently, the feeling comes right away. It’s really great! It’s definitely twice as exciting as riding a battery bike!
After practicing equestrian for four or five days, Li Yu can already ride the wave trot more stably and comfortably.
After a week, he could barely run a horse, but Li Yu still couldn't control the reins well, and he was always bumped up by the horse.
In addition, in a few days, Li Yu had finished writing his thesis, and just received news from De Ling. As the new year was approaching, she was going back to the capital, and Li Yu made a special trip to see her off.
"Brother Li Yu, aren't you going back to the capital to celebrate the New Year?" De Ling asked.
Li Yu shook his head: "I'm not going back." Then he asked: "Is there nothing going on at home?"
De Ling said: "Father wrote a letter saying that he can go back now. Because Mr. Ronglu is not feeling well, it is not suitable for weddings in their family now, so this matter will be over first."
Li Yu said: "That's good, don't go against your wishes."
De Ling nodded, then got on the train, and turned around again and asked: "Brother Li Yu, is there really no problem if you don't go home to celebrate the New Year? You are alone..."
Li Yu said: "Don't worry, don't worry about me, I'm very fulfilled now."
De Ling couldn't say anything more and waved goodbye to Li Yu.
The more festive it is, the sadder a person becomes.
Just like others celebrating Valentine's Day, but I have to play games alone...
Fortunately, Li Yu is indeed quite fulfilled now. It is rare to learn something new, such as horse riding and shooting, which are new things that he could not easily learn in his previous life.
Li Yu went to the post office and mailed the paper he had written on the third law of thermodynamics to Ding Haoliang, asking him to stamp it with the seal of the Capital University before sending it back.
Then he continued to go back to school for classes.
After taking a few more equestrian lessons, Li Yu was able to push waves more comfortably and stably.
After ten days, he was able to run relatively safely and quickly.
For daily use, it is completely sufficient.
It's just like taking the test for a car driver's license in later generations: Anyone who has driven a car knows that there is still a long way to go before getting a driver's license and being able to drive a car proficiently on the road.
But Li Yu can't wait!
I will ride on my horse immediately!
He received the stamped paper sent back by Ding Nailiang and was going to ride directly to the Tianjin Post Office to mail it out.
Li Chunting was worried: "Sir, please don't fall..."
Li Yu was full of confidence: "Believe me, there is no problem!"
Li Chun said: "I think it would be better for you, sir, to take a rickshaw."
Li Yu was drifting now and said resolutely: "Don't worry, I know it well and I won't ride fast."
Li Chun couldn't persuade Li Yu, so he had no choice but to let him ride a horse.
Li Yucai felt nervous when he hit the road for the first time. He used to ride on the playground and didn't have to worry about hitting people. But now there are no traffic lights, sidewalks, or lanes, and the difficulty has suddenly increased.
But the horse has already been ridden out, and it would be too embarrassing to turn back.
Li Yu really didn't dare to ride fast at all, and it took him a long time to see the post office.
He breathed a sigh of relief: "We're finally here! It doesn't seem to be difficult!"
Unexpectedly, as soon as he relaxed his mind and shook the reins, the horse actually lost control. There happened to be a woman on the roadside, and the horse ran towards her.
Li Yu shouted: "Be careful!"
When the woman heard the sound of horse hooves, she turned around and saw a horse rushing over. She immediately nimbly dodged to the side, but the package in her hand fell to the ground.
The horse's hooves stepped on the package without missing a beat.
Li Yu quickly pulled the reins and barely managed to control the horse.
He immediately turned over and dismounted: "I'm so sorry! Girl, I didn't hit you, did I?"
The woman leaned over to pick up the package and said, "I wasn't hit, but my manuscript was."
She opened the package, and inside was a stack of manuscript paper, a broken pen, and a broken ink bottle. The ink flowed freely, staining the manuscript paper so black that the handwriting was almost invisible.
Tears immediately filled the woman's eyes: "My poem manuscript is ruined!"
As soon as his fingers relaxed, the manuscript fell to the ground.
Li Yu hurriedly helped her pick it up again. The remaining verses could be seen in beautiful handwriting. Didn't he expect it to be a female poet? When he glanced at it, the signature was: "Lu Bicheng".
I went and bumped into the first of the four most talented women in the Republic of China!
Li Yu said apologetically: "I'm really sorry, how can I compensate you."
"You!" Lu Bicheng looked at Li Yu, wanting to get angry but not knowing how. She turned her head and took out a handkerchief to wipe her eyes, unwilling to cry in front of others.
Then he turned around and said resolutely: "Of course you have to compensate!"
"Okay, okay, how do you make up for it? Can you still keep it in mind if I don't know the poem draft?" Li Yu asked.
Lu Bicheng said: "I remember it, but I came to Tianjin alone and penniless. Where can I have money to buy paper and pens? I originally expected to use them to find a position, but now..."
Li Yu thought quickly: "Of course I should compensate you for the writing tools. If you don't have a place to live, I can also give you money to rent a house to express my apology."
But Lu Bicheng shook his head: "I will compensate you for what you need to compensate. As for the rest, I don't want a man to help."
"Forehead……"
Li Yu scratched his head. Lu Bicheng was the first initiator of the Chinese women's rights movement, which was very impressive in the feudal and backward era.
Li Yu said: "Miss Bicheng, I have no ill intentions, I..."
"Wait!" Lu Bicheng said, "How do you know my name?"
In fact, Lu Bicheng was not her real name, but a pen name. For a lady in the feudal era, it was normal to use a pen name.
After all, this is the number that has been with her all her life.
Li Yu pointed to the poem manuscript in his hand: "There is a signature on it. Miss Bicheng's handwriting is really excellent, and the fragments of the poem are also full of literary talent."
Lu Bicheng took the manuscript from Li Yu's hand and said: "Only when the public approves it can it be called good. Unfortunately, in this era, these verses are written by a woman like me and may never see the light of day."
Li Yu said: "Miss, don't worry, I do have a connection. I know the editor-in-chief of "Ta Kung Pao" and I can introduce him to you."
"Really?" A glimmer of hope flashed in Lu Bicheng's eyes, but she quickly restrained herself. Although she was only 20 years old, she had experienced many setbacks in life and would not trust others easily.
Li Yu saw her worries and quickly added: "Actually, I am also here to submit a manuscript. We have reached the same goal by different paths, but the direction of my writing is a little different from yours."
"The direction is different?" Lu Bicheng asked. She still didn't know the details of Li Yu. "What did you write, prose? Or was it a note in a book?"
Li Yu shook his head: "I am writing a thesis."
"paper?"
Li Yu also took out the manuscript he wrote from his bag: "Scientific paper."
"Huh?" Lu Bicheng felt her head was spinning. Although she had studied Western studies, she had never seen anyone write a Western study paper. When she took a quick look, she saw that the cover of the manuscript began with "On New Laws of Thermodynamics" and the signature was "Beijing Normal University".
Li Yu from the University Hall".
"Li Yu?" Lu Bicheng asked in surprise, "Which Li Yu are you?"
"Are there many Li Yu? They are not carp in the Yellow River." Li Yu said with a smile.
Lu Bicheng said: "Is it you that the famous Western scholar who has been reported crazily in almost all newspapers in Tianjin these days is you?"
Li Yu spread his hands: "Why, it doesn't look like it?" He pointed at the manuscript and said, "There is also a seal of the University Hall here, how can it be fake."
"Wow! It's really you!" Lu Bicheng exclaimed in surprise, "You are a great hero! Everyone admires you so much! I didn't expect that I met you."
Li Yu said: "Now you believe me."
Lu Bicheng nodded vigorously: "I believe it!"
The doubts between her brows were eliminated, and Lu Bicheng's eyes relaxed. At a glance, she was really pretty, even more delicate than in the photo.
Lu Bicheng asked: "Can I see the manuscript you wrote?"
"Of course." Li Yu handed it over, "I read what you wrote, and then you read what I wrote. This is only fair."
Lu Bicheng flipped through it and said, "It's so profound, I can't understand it at all."
But she also understood that the Li Yu in front of her was the real Li Yu.
Li Yu added: "In order to completely reassure you, we are going to the Ta Kung Pao newspaper office now. It's not far anyway. But the trouble is that there is only one horse. By the way...can you ride a horse?"
Lu Bicheng's mood had improved and she said, "Of course! I can ride much better than you!"
Lu Bicheng stepped on the stirrup and rode up in a smart manner. He circled the street skillfully a few times before returning, "Mr. Li Yu, I'm not saying that your riding skills are indeed...hey, they do need to be improved."
Li Yu felt so ashamed that he never expected that a lady from a wealthy family could ride a horse better than him!
But in fact, he didn't need to be too sad. After all, Lu Bicheng was the last extraordinary woman in China before modern history. It was common for her to ride a horse. After all, she and Qiu Jin were called "two heroes".
Li Yu said awkwardly: "I'll just call him a rickshaw."
Unexpectedly, the first time in my life that I officially rode a horse on the road would be a rickshaw.