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After dean Liu and Professor Cai went around several times, Yang Rui's name was finally announced by the school.

In the country's enterprises and institutions, important decisions must be made public. The so-called important decisions do not mean things like changing leaders, or adjusting work or production plans. Such matters are secondary matters and belong to the leaders.

The so-called iron-clad battalion and toughened soldiers, leaders come and go, and work plans are adjusted again and again. Ordinary employees have always not cared, and caring is useless. What the superiors decide can't be changed.

The employees are all concerned about their own interests, and such things as adjusting benefits, appraising titles and giving octopus must be made public.

In universities, however, the amount of research funding and who is given the quota to go abroad are usually high-level treatment, but they are also generally concerned by the masses.

Everyone saw Yang Rui's name on the first day on the list.

However, in the first two days of the public announcement, no one expressed their opinions. In the era without the Internet, there is always a lag in everyone's transmission of information, especially in a large unit like a school, where thousands of people start at every turn. It's normal.

However, there are only a small number of people who can go abroad, and Yang Ruiding's name also has a definite affiliation. Two days later, various legends began to prevail in the school.

At this time, it showed Dean Liu's ability.

As a pure bureaucrat, Dean Liu doesn't care about everyone's comments about the academic ability of Professor Xiao Gu or Yang Rui, let alone who has better English and who is more qualified to go.

What Dean Liu cares about is only what the leader thinks.

And that's what he's good at.

For several days in a row, Dean Liu was running around in the wine pool and meat forest, communicating with this leader today and another leader tomorrow. With the support of Academician Cai, the noise on the campus was quieted down without spending much money on office expenses.

This is the way things are in China. The employees are ebullient, and after all, they want to find the leaders to respond to the problem. If the leaders take it lightly one by one, no matter how boiling the water vapor will fall.

Even Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were the leaders of the civilian husbands at that time, equivalent to the big contractors of the construction team, and belonged to the main target of the public's enthusiasm-middle-level cadres.

And below the middle-level cadres, ordinary people vent their anger, and if there is no support, their attention will soon dissipate.

Only people with vital interests will express their opinions for a long time.

Therefore, after Dean Liu had been running around for a few days, apart from a few big-character posters, there was not much publicity left on campus.

Adhering to the atmosphere of the times, the big-character poster was written in the form of a handout, opposing the distribution of opportunities for teachers to go abroad to students. The final signature is also very interesting. It reads: On behalf of the majority of the revolutionary masses, Biology Department Propaganda.

The big-character posters were posted before dawn in the early morning, and it was necessary to ensure that the revolutionary masses who had breakfast could not see most of the revolutionary masses.

By noon, most of the revolutionary masses had already surrounded the big-character posters.

Dean Liu also came in a hurry, and after carefully looking at it, he comforted Yang Rui and said, "Don't take this thing to heart, it's just poor skills, and it doesn't make much sense. It's so old, it's still posting big-character posters here, I can't afford it . If it were me, I would write a report letter to the relevant leaders."

What he said in the first part seemed to make sense, but the latter part attracted Yang Rui's sideways glance.

Dean Liu heheed twice, and said: "Don't look at me, you should look at the person who wrote the big-character poster, useless things, written like a thief, don't be affected by it."

Dean Liu, who is deeply involved in the leadership circle, looks down on such behavior.

Yang Rui was not worried, he just looked at the signatures under the big-character poster and said, "I just want to know who are the majority of the revolutionary masses."

"It's easy to know, even the handwriting doesn't match. This person obviously concealed it, either writing with his left hand, or deliberately writing crookedly, and all of them are crooked to the left, left-leaning, engaging in such formalism. Dean Liu didn't want to make extra trouble, and said: "Don't worry about it, these people don't reason with you, especially those who make big-character posters, they just want to make you bad. If you don't care about them, they won't be interesting."

Yang Rui frowned and remained silent.

Dean Liu coughed, and persuaded: "Yang Rui, it's rare to be confused about everything, just turn a blind eye and close your eyes, and the matter will be over. When the time comes, you will publish your paper overseas, which will make this person jealous. "

Yang Rui gritted his teeth and said, "I think the most fearful thing is to be serious about everything. If you are serious, most of the revolutionary masses will not be able to do it."

"So what if you can't count it. Seriously, there are so many things that can't be done. Moreover, you see that there is nothing useful written in this big-character poster, so you let people vent their emotions, so what, you say yes No." Dean Liu looked around looking for the Allied Army while speaking, there were quite a few people watching the excitement under the big-character posters, and more and more people gathered, but it was not easy to find someone who could help to speak.

Dean Liu looked around and saw Bai Ling. He remembered that Bai Ling and Yang Rui belonged to the same class, and they were also class cadres, so he beckoned her over, summarized what he and Yang Rui had said, and said, "Tell me about your views on this matter."

He was ready. If what Bai Ling said didn't suit his mind, he would interrupt her. If what he said was right, that would be the best.

Bai Ling had read the big-character posters a long time ago, and stayed nearby to observe and think, so she said without hesitation, "I think there are good and bad big-character posters."

As soon as Dean Liu finished hearing this, he quickly interjected: "Why are there two sides to this matter? This is the time to have a clear stand. You don't want to make a political report, just tell the truth."

"If you have a clear stand, I think the good side is mostly." Bai Ling's voice was crisp, but overshadowed Dean Liu's voice, and continued: "The most unwise thing about the person who wrote this poster is The teacher and the students are opposed. He believes that the qualification to go abroad belongs to the teacher. Yang Rui got the quota to give the teacher the opportunity to the students. His writing made the students who had objections change their minds... ..."

"Go ahead." Dean Liu laughed, and began to feel that what Bai Ling said made sense.

Bai Ling smiled sweetly, turned her head and continued: "If you want to say the majority, the students in the school are the majority, and the teachers themselves are the minority. This big-character poster is not so much a criticism of Yang Rui as a help. This person is not good enough. high!"

"Yes, those who write big-character posters have never been good enough. You are worthy of being a female talent of our Peking University, who hits the nail on the head." Dean Liu didn't care about the matter, and praised it first.

Bai Ling blushed slightly, but looked at Yang Rui.

"That makes sense. So, my reputation among the students hasn't rotted?" Yang Rui's main goal in college, besides his own career, was to build a good reputation.

For researchers who live off their influence, a good name is more important than money.

Bai Ling chuckled, and in order to speak more conveniently amidst the crowd, she approached Yang Rui and shouted, "No, everyone says you're discrediting the students."

"That's good." Yang Rui nodded in satisfaction.

"It's fine, I'll just say it's fine." Dean Liu felt relieved, wishing he could hold a "Praise Bai Ling Meeting" right now.

"I have a way to convince most of the revolutionary masses." Yang Rui's thinking was not in sync with Dean Liu's, and his heart rose in his throat when he said just one sentence.

"Yang Rui..." Dean Liu wanted to beg for mercy.

Yang Rui said bluntly: "Let's go to the majority of the revolutionary masses first."

"How do you find this?" Dean Liu went crazy.

"Find them one by one."

Yang Rui did what he said, and that afternoon, he took Dean Liu to visit most of the revolutionary masses.

Said it was a visit, but he went with a carrot and a big stick.

The radish is the big white rabbit toffee in his hand. Every time he came to an office of the biology department, Yang Rui would share the toffee with everyone.

The big stick was Dean Liu. Every time he went to an office, Dean Liu would take a notebook and ask, "I'm here to listen to everyone's opinions. Everyone has seen today's big-character poster, right? Most of the revolutionaries belonging to this big-character poster Teacher of the masses, come and sign your name on my notebook."

In the office in 1984, the larger one can hold ten or twenty people, and the teachers work next to each other.

But no matter how crowded the office is, no teacher will stand up and be the majority of the revolutionary masses.

After a round of questioning, most of the revolutionary masses were like ghosts and did not exist at all.

"Those who ask for leave don't ask, just think about it." Yang Rui relaxed with a smile, and said again: "How about making this public? Let's write a big-character poster too?"

"It's good to write in the school newspaper. Writing big-character posters is not good-looking. I will take responsibility." Bai Ling took the responsibility.

Yang Rui shook her hand gratefully, and Bai Ling felt a little excited for no reason.

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