Rebirth 1977 Great Era

Chapter 1069: Ba Jin, Zhou Jianren, and other celebrities gather at the People's Hotel! (Bonus chapter for monthly votes)
"When are we leaving and where are we going?" Li Zhengji asked Lao Liu. He hadn't received any notification from his master at school, and he was already quite impatient to get there now.

Aside from one day of free clinic, the rest of the time was spent watching the old professors diagnose people. Fang Yan went to consult with Li Zhengji yesterday, and Li Zhengji was incredibly envious. Although he was a little worse than Fang Yan, he was still far ahead of the others.

He can do many jobs in dialects without any problem.

Before he encountered Fangyan, he thought he had plenty of resources. But after he met Fangyan, he realized that things had changed. Fangyan was like a black hole, and the surrounding resources were more willing to invest in him.

Just like a saying he had heard while he was abroad, supposedly a classic statement from the Gospel of Matthew in the Bible, the original quote was:
"For to everyone who has, more will be given, and he will have abundance; but from him who does not have, even what he has will be taken away."

Although Fang Yan wouldn't take away all the opportunities, happiness is relative. Compared to Fang Yan, he had far fewer opportunities, especially recently when he desperately needed them. He felt that Fang Yan had opportunities to see patients every day, while he, like everyone else in the class, didn't get much.

Now things are much better. This time, the master didn't forget him. When he called Fang Yan, he also called him along with him.

"At the Minzu Hotel at 9:30," Old Liu said, glancing at his watch.

Fang Yan also glanced at his watch:
"It's only a little past eight o'clock, there's still more than an hour to go."

The Minzu Hotel, located at No. 51 Fuxingmen Inner Street in Xicheng District, was one of the ten major buildings erected in 1959 to commemorate the National Day. It was specifically used to host national conferences and delegations of ethnic minorities.

At the beginning of the year, we hosted a large-scale event, the National Science Conference.

Moreover, this place is close to the Ministry of Culture and the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, making it the most suitable location for this occasion.

"Is there anything else you need to tell us? If not, we'll be leaving now," Li Zhengji said to his homeroom teacher, Lao Liu.

Old Liu said:

"You'll be meeting a lot of celebrities from the cultural and artistic circles this time. Some of them have a lot of influence, so be careful with your words and actions."

Fang Yan and Li Zhengji were both taken aback, but then they understood.

Liu Duzhou was referring to these people's social influence and power in public discourse, urging them to be cautious in their words and actions to avoid unnecessary disputes.

"Understood," they both replied in unison.

Next, Lao Liu led the team to Dongzhimen Hospital, while Fang Yan and Li Zhengji went downstairs, picked up their car from the research institute next door, and then headed towards the Minzu Hotel in Xicheng District.

From Dongzhimen Inner Street, turn onto Dongsi North Street, then onto Chang'an Avenue, and then turn onto Fuxingmen Inner Street. The Minzu Hotel is located near Xidan.

It's about ten kilometers away.

The morning rush hour has just passed, but there are still quite a few traffic lights on the road.

Stop and go along the way.

It took about thirty minutes to arrive.

When they parked in the parking lot, Li Zhengji said to Fang Yan:

"I don't think today will go too smoothly."

"Huh?" Fang Yan was locking the car and looked at Li Zhengji with a puzzled expression.

Li Zhengji said to the dialect:

"I've heard people say that if you're going to get something done and the road is congested and you have to stop and go, then things definitely won't go smoothly."

Fang Yan was speechless upon hearing this.

If this had happened more than ten years later, people would definitely have had to stop and walk around at night.

Does that mean it's difficult for everyone in society to get things done?

"When did you become so superstitious?" Fang Yan asked Li Zhengji.

Li Zhengji was also at a loss for words, saying:
"Don't laugh at me, but I haven't treated anyone in a long time, and I'm actually a little nervous right now. This sentence just popped into my head for no reason."

Then he looked at Fang Yan and asked:

"Did it affect you?"

Fang Yan shook his head:
"I'm not that fragile."

The two then walked directly into the Minzu Hotel. A waiter at the entrance immediately came over to ask them what was going on.
"May I ask who you two are...?"

Fang Yan took out his research institute credentials:

"The Central Medical Team was temporarily recruited."

After seeing Fang Yan's identification, the young waitress looked him over carefully before asking:

"Are you the colleague from Peking Union Medical College Hospital who speaks with a regional accent?"

Fang Yan nodded after hearing this:
"Yes, it's me."

Then Fang Yan pointed to Li Zhengji next to him and said:

"This person is with me."

Li Zhengji also handed over his identification. Fang Yan noticed that his identification wasn't a student ID; it must be from another organization. Neither of them were ordinary students.

After checking their identification, the waiter said:

"Dr. Jiao informed us today that you should arrive around nine o'clock."

"Please wait here for a moment when you arrive. He will be down in a little while."

Fang Yan and Li Zhengji exchanged a glance and then nodded:

"it is good."

The two then sat down in the hotel lobby, where a banner was displayed welcoming literary and artistic workers from all over the country. The banner was even written by Mao Dun, also known as Mr. Shen.

It seems that his recovery is going quite well. His health had been poor during this period, but after treatment by Fang Yan before the Spring Festival, along with a series of dietary and lifestyle adjustments, he is now able to participate in such official activities. Just as Fang Yan and the others were waiting, a group of people entered through the door. Leading them were Fang Yan's old acquaintances, Mr. Ye Shengtao and Professor Ji Xianlin, the vice president of Peking University.

Behind them was a group of elderly men aged between fifty and seventy or eighty.

As soon as Ji Xianlin entered, he saw Fang Yan. He paused for a moment, then exclaimed, "Eh?"

Everyone looked at him, and then they saw him wave to the dialect:

"Dr. Fang!"

Ye Shengtao then pushed up his glasses, squinted at Fang Yan, and exclaimed "Ah!" after recognizing him. He then pointed at Fang Yan and addressed the crowd:

"It's him! He's the one I was talking about!"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked at Fang Yan and then swarmed towards him and his group.

A dozen or so people immediately surrounded Fang Yan and his group.

"What a coincidence, we actually ran into each other here!" Ye Shengtao greeted Fang Yan.

Ji Xianlin asked Fang Yan:

"Why did you come here?"

Fang Yan pointed to the banner on the wall and said:

"We were selected by the Central Medical and Health Group to conduct examinations and physical checkups for the participants."

"Haha... What a coincidence," Ji Xianlin laughed.

Ye Shengtao also said:

“Perfect timing, we are the attendees.”

He pointed to the people around him and introduced them:

"These are all veterans from the Federation of Literary and Art Circles and the Writers Association. It's not easy for us to get together like this. As soon as we met, everyone was complaining about something that wasn't right. That's when I thought of you. I was just talking when I saw you."

Fang Yan looked at the familiar or slightly familiar faces in front of him and raised his eyelids. What a bunch of big shots.

"Isn't this... Xiao Ji?" At this moment, a man in his early sixties with a receding hairline and a slicked-back hairstyle greeted Li Zhengji.

Little Lucky?

Fang Yan looked at Li Zhengji, who quickly nodded and bowed obediently in return.

"Hello, Principal Hu!"

headmaster?

Fang Yan looked at the other person's face carefully and suddenly remembered who this person was.

If I'm not mistaken, he should be the founder of the internal publication on physical constitution, "Theoretical Insight".

At the beginning of the month, when Fang Yan and his friends went to Hong Kong, his article "Practice Tests Truth" had just been reprinted by several top newspapers.

"Who from the health care team called you here?" he asked Li Zhengji.

Li Zhengji said:
"Our master was Jiao Shude."

"You two are fellow students?" Principal Hu asked in surprise.

Li Zhengji nodded.

"Where is he?" Principal Hu asked.

Li Zhengji said:
"I don't know. He told the staff here to wait here, and he'll come down in a bit."

Upon hearing this, Principal Hu said:
“That’s perfect. There are a lot of people here who need to see a doctor. You two brothers could do me a favor and see them here first, so that they won’t be assigned to other doctors later.”

He rolled up his shirt sleeves and said:

"Xiao Ji, take a look at me."

At this moment, Old Ye also pulled an old man who looked somewhat like Lu Xun and pressed him down on the sofa next to Fang Yan, saying:
"Old Zhou, have Fang Yan take a look."

If there are no surprises, this should be Lu Xun's brother, the only surviving third brother.

As soon as the old man sat down, he stood up abruptly and said to another person:

"Let Ba Jin go first; he said he felt the most unwell on the way."

As he spoke, he pushed over another elderly man with round-framed glasses and graying temples.

Ba Jin is also a heavyweight, especially those who are familiar with him, as many of the articles in our childhood textbooks were his.

He is of the same caliber as Elder Ye and Elder Shen.

Pulled over by Grandpa Zhou, Grandpa Ba Jin didn't stand on ceremony and immediately lifted his wrist and placed it in front of Fang Yan.

Fang Yan composed himself and asked the old man:
"Where on your body are you feeling unwell?"

PS: After finishing this chapter, I still owe everyone 29000 words.

That's all for today, please come early tomorrow.

Lao Feng is working hard to write tomorrow's code.

(End of this chapter)