Film and TV: Starting from childhood, I will give up Zhong Yi

Chapter 294 Ma Suqin is Pregnant

April 9st morning.

The autumn sun slanted across the red brick teaching buildings of Nanjing University.

A gentle breeze rustled the leaves of the sycamore tree, and a few golden leaves swirled and drifted slowly down.

Lin Yuan closed his modern history textbook, stuffed his lesson plan into his canvas satchel, and walked out of the classroom as the bell rang.

Looking up, one could see Wen Qinghua at the end of the corridor, wearing a white shirt, dark blue trousers, and wide-rimmed glasses. He exuded an elegant and refined air, and his posture was relaxed and comfortable.

"Teacher Wen."

Wen Qinghua smiled gently: "How have you been lately? Have you been affected by those gossips?"

Lin Yuan remained calm and spoke with a firm tone: "It's all good. Everything is going smoothly. Those words can't sway me."

As he spoke, sunlight fell on Lin Yuan's young and resolute face, making him appear even more spirited.

"I knew these wouldn't be difficult for you." Wen Qinghua nodded with satisfaction, his eyes full of admiration, and asked casually, "By the way, when are you planning to release your next book?"

"I'm still writing it recently, and I estimate it will be over a million words."

"So long? Is it a novel?" Wen Qinghua raised an eyebrow and asked curiously.

Lin Yuan shook his head and explained earnestly, "It's a book about the Ming Dynasty that combines historical rigor with popular appeal, and incorporates some of my own life insights. I want to make history read like a novel, more interesting and vivid."

A hint of expectation flashed in Wen Qinghua's eyes, and he nodded slightly: "You have always been methodical and organized in your work. I'll be looking forward to reading the book after it's published."

"It should be finished around next year, but with the review and proofreading process, publication will probably be even later," Lin Yuan said with a helpless smile.

"Good things come to those who wait." Wen Qinghua's smile faded, and his expression turned serious as he carefully chose his words. "Besides visiting you, I also have a favor to ask of you. I recently transferred to Nanjing Normal University to teach, and I ran into a former student of mine. You must remember him, Qiao Yicheng."

Wen Qinghua had previously taught at the Affiliated High School of Nanjing Normal University, and only this semester did he transfer back to the main campus of Nanjing Normal University. Coincidentally, he is now teaching Qiao Yicheng's class.

Just like when he was a child, Qiao Yicheng still kept to himself, awkwardly guarding his own little world.

In Wen Qinghua's eyes, Qiao Yicheng was a bit like a water heater, hot inside but always cold to the touch on the outside.

Lin Yuan nodded slightly, a hint of understanding flashing in his eyes: "Qiao Yicheng, what happened to him?"

Qiao Yicheng was his neighbor and possibly his future brother-in-law, so naturally he couldn't possibly not remember him.

Wen Qinghua sighed: "I saw him helping out at the bookstore last time. It seems like his family isn't well-off. He also rarely participates in class activities. Does your company have any part-time jobs that would be suitable for him?"

The main reason he came to find Lin Yuan was because of their classmate relationship.

The two knew each other well, and it would be even better if Lin Yuan were willing to lend him a hand.

"Let me think..." Lin Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "I was originally planning to find someone to teach the workers with low levels of education to read and write. If Qiao Yicheng is willing, you can take him to my company the day after tomorrow."

Wen Qinghua finally smiled with relief: "Okay, I'll talk to him about it later."

As night fell, Lin Yuan returned to Ma Suqin's house.

The fluffy ball immediately circled affectionately around Lin Yuan's legs.

Lin Yuan squatted down and gently stroked the cat. At Ma Suqin's invitation, the two enjoyed dinner together.

After the meal, they returned to their room.

Lin Yuan took Ma Suqin's hand and gently pulled her to sit down beside him.

The two sat side by side on the edge of the bed, the mattress slightly sunken.

Lin Yuan said, "Tomorrow, go to the factory and tell them that the company has hired a teacher to offer literacy and arithmetic classes every evening and weekend. It will be completely free, and any worker who wants to participate is welcome. You will be in charge of arranging the classrooms."

Ma Suqin's eyes lit up, and she agreed, "That's a great idea! Many workers in the factory are illiterate, which has caused quite a few blunders. If they could understand the button instructions on the production machines, they would definitely be able to operate them more safely, and it would also help them in their daily lives."

Lin Yuan gave a soft "hmm": "It's not just that. In the past two years, with the backing of the government, the company has developed smoothly, and many long-term plans have been put on hold. As a company in the home appliance industry, Lin's will also be venturing into other fields in the future, so it's time to start cultivating a corporate culture."

"Corporate culture?" Ma Suqin asked, somewhat puzzled.

Lin Yuan explained, "You can think of it as a set of ways of thinking and behavioral habits that a company actively shapes or naturally develops, which will determine the company's future development direction."

Corporate culture is the soul of a company's development; it is both the core of its internal cohesion and the support of its external competitiveness.

For a company to grow and thrive, it cannot do without this crucial link.

From the employee's perspective, building a good corporate culture is conducive to mobilizing employees' enthusiasm for work and stimulating their initiative.

At this time, most people have a simple sense of identification with the company and the collective, and they sincerely hope that the big family they belong to can prosper.

This is especially true for the country. That's why when people saw Lin Yuan give up archery and embark on another unknown path, they criticized him harshly. They didn't want to see the gold medal go to someone else, but their thinking was still too one-sided.

In any case, this collective consciousness is the foundation upon which corporate culture can take root, flourish, and bear fruit.

Not everyone is like Qiao Zuwang, who spends all day slacking off at his workstation just waiting to leave. People like him are a very small minority.

Ma Suqin pressed further, "For example?"

Lin Yuan thought for a moment and said, "For example, we should encourage employees to use their spare time to learn, maintain an open mind, and embrace the development of the times; we should also encourage the team to try boldly and be willing to make mistakes. The cost of making mistakes is limited, but the cost of missing out is very high..."

Ma Suqin suddenly realized: "Now I understand."

After finishing their business, Lin Yuan gently lifted the hem of her dress, placed his palm on her flat stomach, and asked softly, "Have you noticed anything different lately?"

Ma Suqin gently shook her head, her dark hair swaying at her temples, and smiled gently: "Not yet."

Lin Yuan said in confusion, "That's not right. I remember your belly was more bulging last time."

“Last time it was you, you…” Ma Suqin hesitated, too embarrassed to say it.

Lin Yuan chuckled softly, "Looks like I'll have to step up my game."

Ma Suqin lay on her back on the bed, looking at the ceiling. Her back was pressed tightly against the mattress, and her lower body was suspended in the air. Her whole body was steadily supported by Lin Yuan's strong arms.

From this angle, his figure, bathed in soft light, appears exceptionally tall and reliable.

Lin Yuan smiled and moved slightly, saying, "It's easier to get pregnant this way."

In fact, according to Lin Yuan's guess, Ma Suqin should have been pregnant at this time, but it was just that there was no sign of it yet.

……

October st.

This is a day of national celebration.

The exterior walls of buildings and utility poles along the main road will be covered with brand-new five-star red flags, and the shop windows along the street will be painted with slogans such as "Celebrating National Day" and "Long Live the Motherland" in red paint.

The streets were filled with a joyous atmosphere.

The only downside is that the National Day holiday is only one day.

In fact, it's not just during National Day; at this time of year, apart from students' winter and summer vacations, it's almost impossible to find a holiday of more than one day.

However, at this time, the people were in charge and were mostly full of energy. They were already used to it and didn't have any special expectations for the holidays.

Lin Yuan and Ma Suqin went to the factory together.

The classrooms were already packed with more than a hundred people.

Most of them were young female workers.

This number exceeded Lin Yuan's expectations.

Keep in mind that today is National Day, and I estimate that many people couldn't make it because of other commitments.

It seems that hiring only Qiao Yicheng as a teacher might not be enough.

Ma Suqin had done the preliminary calculations and knew the approximate number.

As for classrooms, that's easy to arrange. Just convert a few abandoned workshops into classrooms, since all you need is a podium and a blackboard.

Qiao Yicheng, dressed in a black suit, came over with Wen Qinghua.

He was slightly taken aback when he saw Lin Yuan, clearly not expecting Lin Yuan to be there.

Wen Qinghua simply told him that one of his students had started a company and wanted to hire someone to teach the workers in the company.

Wen Qinghua said with a smile, "You all know each other, right?"

Lin Yuan replied, "Of course, we used to see each other every day."

Qiao Yicheng nodded slightly.

To be honest, he felt a little embarrassed giving a lecture to Lin Yuan's company employees.

Lin Yuan turned to Ma Suqin and said, "Suqin, divide everyone into three groups: those who are completely illiterate, those who know some characters, and those who dropped out of elementary school (grades 5 and 6) and junior high school. Then, put them into different classes."

Ma Suqin nodded: "I'll go right away."

After Ma Suqin left, Lin Yuan continued, "Teacher Wen, we still need you to find a few more reliable students. I didn't expect so many workers to sign up."

Wen Qinghua smiled gently: "Okay, I'll ask around when I get back to see if there are any other students who want to work part-time while studying."

Lin Yuan looked at Qiao Yicheng: "Teach a trial lesson today. If the workers think it goes well, you will be in charge of teaching the subsequent lessons."

Qiao Yicheng nodded and replied, "Okay."

At this moment, the large crowd in the classroom began to change classrooms.

While maintaining order, Ma Suqin noticed several workers with young children beside them. She stepped forward, frowned, and asked, "Why did you bring your children along?"

The worker explained helplessly, "Manager Ma, my elderly parents are in poor health and can't take care of the child, but I wanted to come and take the class, so I had no choice but to bring the child along."

Ma Suqin nodded in understanding, walked over to Lin Yuan, and quietly explained the situation.

Seeing this, Lin Yuan turned his gaze over.

A young female worker stood not far away, holding the hand of a three- or four-year-old child.

She walked over and said earnestly, "Boss, I really want to learn. My child is very obedient, and I promise he will not disrupt the class. If he makes a fuss, I will take him out immediately."

Lin Yuan shook his head: "Bringing a child to class is definitely not feasible. The child will distract you, and you might not be able to take good care of the child, and you won't be able to concentrate on the lesson either."

A hint of disappointment flashed across the young female worker's face as she whispered, "I understand, boss."

She bent down, picked up the child, and turned to go back.

"Wait a minute." Lin Yuan called out to her, then turned to Ma Suqin and said, "Manager Ma, arrange a classroom later to serve as a temporary after-school care center, specifically to look after the children brought by the officials. Also, hire a retired soldier to take care of them, so that everyone can study without any worries."

Ma Suqin nodded immediately: "Okay, I'll take care of it right away."

"Thank you, boss," the young female worker said, expressing her gratitude repeatedly.

Lin Yuan smiled and waved his hand: "Since you're here today, take the child into the classroom for a lesson first. But if the child gets noisy, you have to keep your word."

"Definitely, definitely." The female worker nodded repeatedly.

Upon seeing this, Wen Qinghua patted Qiao Yicheng on the shoulder and said with a touch of emotion, "He is no ordinary person. We cannot compare with him, nor do we need to."

Qiao Yicheng looked at Wen Qinghua gratefully. Teacher Wen always managed to dispel his anxiety and resentment with the simplest and most straightforward language.

Lin Yuan grabbed Wen Qinghua's hand and said, "Teacher Wen, since you're here today, why don't you help me out and give the workers a lesson?"

"No problem," Wen Qinghua readily agreed.

And so, the three of them went into different classrooms.

Wen Qinghua is a teacher at a normal university with many years of teaching experience. Lin Yuan was also a teacher, and his students are all his own employees, so he is not nervous. Qiao Yicheng is a student at a normal university. Although he was a little nervous at first seeing so many unfamiliar faces in the audience, he quickly calmed down and began to explain seriously.

Ma Suqin also found an empty seat and sat down, listening attentively to Lin Yuan's lecture.

After the course, Ma Suqin specifically asked the workers for their opinions on Qiao Yicheng.

Then, Lin Yuan called Qiao Yicheng aside and said, "From now on, your salary will be settled weekly. You will come three nights a week, plus Sunday daytime, and teach two classes a day. That'll be twelve yuan a week."

Qiao Yicheng nodded: "Then I'll come on Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Sunday."

For students, this income is quite considerable, and the workload is not heavy.

He needs money for his studies and for household expenses, so he is very satisfied to have this part-time job.

After the matter was settled, everyone dispersed.

……

Two weeks have passed in a flash.

At Lin Yuan's home.

While casually marking the key points, Lin Yuan said in the most natural tone, "Tell your counselor that you're going home this Saturday, and then come to my place."

In order not to arouse Chang Xingyu's suspicion, Lin Yuan waited several weeks before speaking out.

After all, his little schemes for Chang Xingyu never stopped.

Upon hearing this, Chang Xingyu glanced at Lin Yuan warily.

She always felt there was some danger in staying overnight at Lin Yuan's house.

Lin Yuan quickly explained, "I recently found some videotapes of foreign science fiction movies, and I just wanted you to watch them with me."

She countered, "Can't I watch it now?"

Lin Yuan continued to coax him, "Watching a movie all night is a different experience. Think about it, it's completely quiet, the lights are off, and it's pitch black all around, which creates a great atmosphere. Plus, I have two beds at home, and I've already aired out the guest room bed, so it's guaranteed to be comfortable. We can also sleep in the next day, how relaxing!"

Chang Xingyu still stared at him with a suspicious look. Lin Yuan felt a little aggrieved: "What kind of look is that? I've endured it for so long, do you think I'll care about a day or two? You yourself said that as long as I don't touch you, you'll agree to everything else. If you don't agree, even if you strip naked in front of me, I'll only ask you if you're cold." Lin Yuan finished speaking with a confident look.

Chang Xingyu hesitated for a long time, biting his lip and asking hesitantly, "Is it really just watching a movie?"

Lin Yuan nodded repeatedly: "Even more real than pearls!"

"Okay." Chang Xingyu finally relented, mainly because she felt that as long as Lin Yuan didn't do anything inappropriate, she could accept their relationship.

Lin Yuan smiled upon hearing this, gently brushed Chang Xingyu's pale pink lips with his fingertip, and said with concern, "Your lips are a bit dry. You should eat more light food these days."

On Saturday evening, as darkness fell, Lin Yuan brought Chang Xingyu home.

Chang Xingyu wore a light pink floral dress, revealing a section of her slender calves beneath the hem. She paired black patent leather shoes with white mid-calf socks, making her look fresh and playful.

Her high ponytail swayed gently with her steps, exuding youthful energy and vitality.

Lin Yuan made a special trip to the grocery store and bought a bag of freshly baked osmanthus cakes and candied fruit.

The two ate a simple meal together.

Lin Yuan wiped his mouth and said, "Let's review our lessons first, and watch the movie later."

Lin Yuan mainly wanted to help Chang Xingyu relax, since it was her first time staying overnight at his house. Letting her immerse herself in her familiar studies would help alleviate some of her tension.

Around nine o'clock, Lin Yuan turned off the lights and started playing the videotape of "Time Travel 70 Years Ago" on the television.

Chang Xingyu leaned against the soft headboard and gradually relaxed as the plot unfolded.

Chang Xingyu has excellent English grades, so he can naturally understand the story.

This film tells the story of playwright Richard, who falls deeply in love with actress Alice in an old photograph. He uses self-hypnosis to travel back to 1912, where he meets and falls in love with Alice.

Lin Yuan had already seen it in his later life. Even if he hadn't, he couldn't possibly have really focused on the television in front of him.

Having such a bright and delicate girlfriend by your side, you must be someone who can resist hitting her (thumbs up).

"You should watch the movie properly," Chang Xingyu said coquettishly.

She knew Lin Yuan wouldn't behave himself.

However, these are all within her psychological tolerance.

Lin Yuan said aggrievedly, "My eyes were watching the whole time, and my ears were listening the whole time."

Chang Xingyu looked at him suspiciously: "Then what are you doing with your hands?"

Lin Yuan explained in a serious tone, "It's a bit chilly, I wanted to warm you up."

"It's only October, where is it cold?"

Lin Yuan argued, "You can't generalize about people's physical constitutions..."

Chang Xingyu rolled her eyes at him helplessly, but did not avoid his approach any further.

As the movie was nearing its end, Chang Xingyu felt a pang of sadness at the regret that the male and female leads were destined not to be together.

Lin Yuan said softly, "Shouldn't this kind of regret have existed for a long time?"

Chang Xingyu asked, puzzled, "Why do you say that?"

"Do you remember the story I wrote in junior high school called 'Time Travel Companions in a Notebook'? The male and female protagonists also lived in two different time periods, fifty years apart, but they were friends."

Chang Xingyu nodded in realization: "That's right, that story also tells about people from two different eras."

Lin Yuan suddenly leaned closer, feigning mystery, and said, "That's why we should cherish the present even more. To tell you the truth, I also traveled from the future, and I'm leaving tomorrow, so..."

Chang Xingyu pinched Lin Yuan's cheeks to stop him from continuing: "You're talking nonsense again, you're not allowed to say things like that!"

Lin Yuan took her hand and said with a smile, "I knew I couldn't fool you, so here's a kiss as a reward."

After the two kissed passionately.

Sensing Lin Yuan's burning passion, Chang Xingyu's eyes were still misty with tears as he looked pitifully at Lin Yuan: "You promised me."

Lin Yuan tapped his fingertip lightly: "I remember, I meant here."

"Huh?" Chang Xingyu shook his head repeatedly, instinctively shrinking back.

Lin Yuan whispered in her ear, "You promised me too."

Chang Xingyu's eyes reddened, and glistening tears rolled down his cheeks. His voice trembled.

Outside the window, among the withered branches, an autumn orange blossom stubbornly unfolds its petals, the cold moonlight filtering through the flower's shadow and casting dappled patterns.

On Sunday, Chang Xingyu slept at Lin Yuan's house all morning, completely ignoring Lin Yuan.

Lin Yuan naturally said all the nice things.

After all, I did go a little bit too far last night.

“I’ve made some red bean porridge,” Lin Yuan said, tapping Chang Xingyu’s shoulder lightly with his fingertip. “Why don’t you get up and eat something first?”

(End of this chapter)