Chapter 99: Identity Cleansing (First Order)
Li Changhe had no classes on Monday morning.

To be precise, he had classes, but he didn't go.

This is not because Li Changhe skipped classes, but this is a privilege that some of his classmates from Class 77 fought for.

There is a course at their level, which is a course on the thoughts and theories of great men.

However, for many students, they had already memorized a lot of things in this course when they went to the countryside, and it seemed meaningless to relearn them now.

So a group of older students gave feedback to the school.

At that time, the teaching atmosphere at Peking University was still very good and not dogmatic. After receiving feedback from students, they would immediately hold meetings to study and discuss the issues.

Finally, it was decided to test the students' levels. Those who met the test scores would not have to take the course, while those who did not meet the standards would continue to take the course.

Relying on the memory in his mind and the cramming before the college entrance examination, Li Changhe easily passed the exam for this course.

So, Li Changhe had no classes every Monday morning, which gave him time to take Zhu Lin to school.

After sending Zhu Lin to the school gate, Zhu Lin waved to Li Changhe.

The two of them agreed last night that Zhu Lin would first settle the working relationship this week, and once that was completed, she would be considered graduated.

These days, there was no graduation ceremony for workers, peasants and soldiers students like Zhu Lin, and they didn’t even have a diploma. After graduation, they just found a job and left.

In any case, I will first establish my work relationship in Beijing, and then consider the next arrangements.

Afterwards, Li Changhe came to the editorial department of People's Literature with familiarity. It had been more than a month since he had come to submit the manuscript.

In the office, Liu Jianqing saw Li Changhe coming and couldn't help shaking his head.

"You kid, you finally came to deliver the manuscript. I thought you were not going to write anymore."

This is the first time that Li Changhe has submitted a manuscript since the start of the school year.

"It's mainly to familiarize myself with the coursework. I write slowly and can only write a little bit occasionally."

Li Changhe said awkwardly.

In fact, he was just being lazy. He usually only wrote a little when he was in the reading room and got tired of reading.

There is a reason for this, which is that he is tired of writing about the same subject over and over again.

But the problem is that in the current environment, other literary themes are not easy to touch, so he can only make some money by relying on his pseudo-scar chicken soup literature.

"Okay, put the manuscript down first, I want to tell you something!"

"If nothing unexpected happens, our Writers Association will officially resume work next month. At that time, Editor-in-Chief Zhang and I will nominate you and put your name on the first list of restored Writers Association members."

"You have a preparation over there."

"You're hiring new employees right after resuming work?"

Li Changhe was a little surprised. How could the Writers Association recruit new members so quickly?

Liu Jianqing smiled and said, "What kind of new members are you recruiting? If you want to recruit new members, you still have a long way to go. The leadership of the Writers Association has not been elected yet. What new members are you recruiting?"

"Your case is considered a special review. They are using the name of strengthening publicity to include you in the Writers Association, and then it will be easier for the Writers Association to resume publicity work."

In a word, special matters should be handled specially and approved specially.

Well, it is in line with the work requirements of this era.

"So if that's the case, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and other things have also been restored?"

Li Changhe said thoughtfully.

Generally speaking, things that are scheduled to be announced next month basically mean that everything has been arranged for this month.

This is the case with the Writers Association, which means it is also the case with other literary and artistic fronts.

"Of course, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the Film Association, the Chinese Musicians Association, etc. all agree. Do you have any ideas?"

Liu Jianqing asked Li Changhe with a smile.

Li Changhe sighed, "Yeah, well, Chief Editor Liu, can you help me find out when the Beijing Film Academy will start recruiting students?"

In last year's college entrance examination, art colleges and universities did not recruit any students. Li Changhe estimated that the art circles have resumed normal work this year, and art colleges and universities should also recruit students. The Beijing Film Academy had the Class of 78.

"You don't need to ask. I knew about this at the previous meeting. The Beijing Film Academy and the Central Academy of Drama are also recruiting students this year and will announce it next month. So, you want to apply to the Academy of Arts again?"

Liu Jianqing asked Li Changhe with some surprise.

This kid won’t be so quick-witted. He has already been admitted to Peking University, but he wants to continue changing schools.

"It's not me. I'm asking on behalf of my wife."

Li Changhe explained.

"Your wife? Comrade Xiao Zhu?"

"Isn't she in Concord?"

Liu Jianqing frowned and looked at Li Changhe in confusion at this time, but he quickly reacted.

"She is the last batch of workers, peasants and soldiers to graduate from university, right?"

Li Changhe nodded: "Yes, I believe Editor-in-Chief Liu is now aware that this group of students is in a very awkward situation."

"For my wife, it's very difficult to get her to study and enter a regular university. But there is some hope for her to enter an art university."

In the past, Li Changhe thought that being an actor might be Zhu Lin’s hobby, but living in this era, he gradually realized that it was probably a choice she had no choice but to make.

She used her career as an actress to escape the cage of the last batch of workers, peasants and soldiers graduates.

In this era, if you have a label, you will not only be left out in the cold, but will be excluded from the workplace. Li Changhe has seen a lot in Peking University in the past month. Some people who were very active in the past few years are not in a miserable situation now, but their situation is absolutely embarrassing.

But there is no such thing as resignation these days. The state assigns jobs to you, and you either get transferred or stay here and endure being a grandson.

No one will help you vent your anger even if you are not convinced. The label is your stain and almost no one will sympathize with you or help you. You have to endure the suffering and you will always get the worst of everything.

Liu Jianqing sighed and shook his head: "She is unlucky, but it's because of these two years."

"Your worry is not without reason. Some of the senior officials who have resumed their work now have a tough attitude towards some people and events from previous years. The people below can understand the meaning of the situation. You understand it even without me saying it."

"At this time, it is very difficult to adjust work. All units below are very reluctant to accept this group of students. Some Chinese major graduates in the cultural department were also sent far away to local areas this year."

"Well, I actually have an acquaintance at the Beijing Film Academy. There's a vice president who is an old friend of mine. Let me go and ask around for you and find out what their admissions standards are this year."

"To be honest, your wife's looks are more than qualified to be an actress, but I don't know if they have any age restrictions."

"It doesn't have to be an actor major. Photography, directing, etc. are all fine. Anyway, what we need is the title of a Beijing Film Academy undergraduate."

Li Changhe spoke bluntly to Liu Jianqing again.

Being an actor in this era is very hard. It is normal to follow the crew out for several months for nothing.

A movie like "Journey to the West" took six years to shoot all over the world.

Li Changhe was crazy and that was why Zhu Lin suffered that.

All he wanted was to use Beijing Film Academy to help Zhu Lin remove the label of worker, peasant and soldier. After clearing this identity, he would naturally have other arrangements.

After all, by then, Li Changhe can be considered a big shot in the literary and artistic front.

Moreover, he remembered that there were many big-name directors from the 78 class of Beijing Film Academy, such as Zhang Yimou, Chen Kaige, and Tian Zhuangzhuang, the so-called fifth generation directors, who should all be at this level.

Apart from anything else, if we recruit Lao Zhang into our team in the future, it will be enough to set up a film and television group.

Anyway, Lao Zhang is easy to control. Seeing that Zhang Weiping did something too excessive in the future, Lao Zhang broke up with him. He was really bullying an honest man.

"Okay, I'll ask for you during the meeting these two days. You'll come to pick up your wife next Friday as usual, so just come find me then."

Liu Jianqing nodded and agreed.

"So fast?"

Li Changhe was somewhat shocked by Liu Jianqing's speed. He could find out the answer in just one week?

"Of course. Don't you think about where our compound is now? It's a cultural fabric!"

"Beijing Film Academy is now a subsidiary of the Cultural Bureau. Recently, their people have to come to meetings every now and then, if not every day. How much effort will it take for me to help you ask a few questions?"

"Let alone Beijing Film Academy, we have enough say in Beijing Film Studio. Many of the scripts they use to make movies are selected from our writers."

"Speaking of this, I remembered that at a meeting some time ago, the Beijing Film Studio took a fancy to your piece "The Educated Youth" and said they wanted to talk to you about it. I wonder if they contacted you."

Liu Jianqing leaked another piece of news to Li Changhe, but it wasn't really a leak of information.

Nowadays, state-owned film studios often choose to adapt works by certain writers.

"They haven't contacted me yet, so I guess they haven't decided yet. Don't worry!"

Li Changhe shook his head. He didn't have a deep understanding of the film industry of this era. In his previous life, he watched movies like Wrangler from the promotional videos on Douyin.

He has not even seen the famous "Farewell My Concubine", Chen Kaige's masterpiece.

"I guess they are still discussing it. After all, they are in Beijing and they always have a lot to consider. In this respect, they are a little behind the Shanghai Film Studio."

Liu Jianqing commented with a smile, saying that if it were the Shanghai Film Studio, they would have found Li Changhe a long time ago.

"I don't care. I guess there's not much money!"

Li Changhe shook his head and smiled. He was now a millionaire. Even if it was adapted into a movie, it probably wouldn't give him much money. He really didn't care.

Or you can keep these copyrights and use them as a weapon to win over people in the future, for example, you can use the adaptation rights to trick Zhang Yimou.

But unfortunately, the restructuring of film institutions did not begin until the 1990s, which is still too early.

"Okay, it's almost time. I have to go back to school. I have classes in the afternoon."

Li Changhe and Liu Jianqing chatted for more than half an hour. When they looked at their watches, it was almost ten o'clock.

He had to rush back to Peking University as he had classes in the afternoon.

"Okay, go back and take some time to write more manuscripts!"

Liu Jianqing gave Li Changhe some instructions and then wrote a list to him.

Li Changhe took the money and this time carefully put it into a pocket inside his clothes that Zhu Lin had sewed for him, and then he took the bus.

By the time they got back to Peking University campus, it was time for lunch. Li Changhe went straight back to the dormitory, picked up an enamel pot, and went to the school cafeteria.

At this moment, a group of students were queuing up to get their meals in front of the big bathtub in the cafeteria.

Yes, nowadays, whether it is Tsinghua or Peking University, the container used to serve rice in school cafeterias is not a wooden barrel, but a bathtub.

That’s right, it’s the kind of bathtub used for taking a bath. In the Peking University cafeteria, it is specially used to store rice.

A large amount of steamed rice was poured in it, and then the students lined up to get their food.

However, Li Changhe doesn’t like rice, he likes steamed buns, so he went directly to the other side to queue.

We had only been queuing for a while when there was a commotion in front.

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