After more than a month of tension, as the New Year approaches, Yang Rui's days have slowed down. Although he still has classes, copying books, and doing some factory preparation projects, the laboratory has to continue to study soap, toothpaste, matches, etc., and has also added electromagnetic experiments. Yang Rui summarized some practical things in high school physics, such as batteries, capacitors, electronic tubes, etc., and asked McNeill to come to help with the experiment and guide the students of the physics and chemistry internship, but he is indeed idle and does not have to be nervous every day, worrying about tomorrow's livelihood and his own safety. It can be said that he has gradually become accustomed to the life of this concession. Seeing those patrols with braids and horses no longer abruptly. He is in a good mood at night and will also go out for a walk on the Bund, blowing the wind of the Huangpu River, looking at the passing ships, listening to the whistle and trumpet sounds, remembering the appearance of the Bund in the future, it has really been a hundred years of vicissitudes.

Since taking classes at the Patriotic Society, Qian Bocong often looked for opportunities. He was alone at first, but later he brought a few classmates. At first, he mainly asked some professional questions. Later, when Yang Rui saw that they had written a few words well, he asked them to help review and copy his manuscript. There was a sentence that was not grammatically correct and he revised it one by one. As a result, the progress of the book was nearly twice as fast. It was too sad to say that the rewards and other things were too sad to have sex with the students. Yang Rui had to invite them to dinner every Sunday. It was impossible to make it by himself, so he could only go to a restaurant outside.

So every Sunday at noon, the students came to the house to party and brought the manuscripts that had been proofreaded last time. Yang Rui answered them questions about the coursework, and sometimes told them about Western philosophy or jokes. The time was not too long, so they discussed the rest themselves. They invited them to the restaurant at noon and evening. In the past two weeks, the number of people increased, which made the pavilion room unable to sit. Fortunately, Da Hu gave up their room, and more than a dozen people had a place to sit. The owner of the restaurant outside the alley was getting happier and happier. Every Sunday, he prepared the inner room for Yang Rui and the students.

It was the New Year, but in this era it was the New Year's Day. People say that New Year's Day often refers to the first day of the lunar calendar. Others, they would have passed by themselves. On this day, Yang Rui asked Qian Bocong to send a message to those students who often came, saying that they would invite everyone to dinner in the evening. For the sake of the lively festival, Yang Rui also found a better restaurant called Xuxiu, waiting for the students. Who knew that when the students arrived, they were stunned immediately. More than fifty or sixty students came in darkness. This basically Qian Bocong's couplet - Cai Yuanpei promoted student autonomy in the school society, and the students formed their own couplets, each couplet of twenty or thirty people - seeing this attitude, Qian Bocong not only brought his couplet, but also had other couplets, Yang Rui was shocked and immediately asked the boss to arrange for it. In this era, as long as you don't go to luxurious places, it is still not expensive. You can hold a mid-range banquet for less than two yuan, and you can still drink less.

As the arrangement was happening, Qian Bocong came over with his head down. He lowered his head and said he didn't know what was going on. He said the night before, and everyone knew about it the next day. In the afternoon, he grabbed him and brought him to dinner. He only found an excuse to escape and ran away first. Some students were still waiting in school. The students didn't know what happened. They only vaguely heard that Mr. Cheng invited him to dinner. As for why he invited him to dinner, many students said it was a birthday, which made the students bow to celebrate their birthdays when they saw Yang Rui. It was really embarrassing.

Yang Rui didn't have to say anything, so he had to thank him one by one, as if he was really celebrating his birthday. At the same time, he asked the restaurant owner to prepare more than a dozen tables of food, because he had already kicked Qian Bocong back to the school and asked him to bring the rest of his classmates. Fortunately, he found a large restaurant, and then Laba immediately. The restaurant had enough food and food. When the big business came, the master was very neat and quickly managed everything. Although the school usually provided food and accommodation, it was a big pot of food after all, and he saved the whole thing.

There was no such thing as meat and meat, and the dishes in the restaurant were sufficiently oily, so everyone ate the mouths and felt happy. The banquet lasted for more than an hour before it was over. Yang Rui sent the students away one by one at the entrance of the restaurant, reminding them to go back to the school club early and not to run around other places. Seeing that everyone was satisfied with the food, Yang Rui was also happy. After all, being a student is still relatively hard, and it feels worth it to make them happy once.

The next day, I don’t know who told the truth about the treat, Qian Bocong was teased by everyone. When they saw him at school, everyone said, “Thank you Senior Qian for treating him to dinner last night.” Qian Bocong hurriedly said, “I didn’t invite the meal. If you want to thank him, please thank Mr. Jingcheng.” The classmate said, “I still want to thank Senior Qian. Didn’t Mr. Jingcheng just invite the classmates who helped to schedule the books?” Qian Bocong immediately sweated and speechless, and then the students laughed.

The inviting incident made Qian Bocong laugh for a while because of his confusion, and it had no effect on Yang Rui. After that day, many students began to feel that the class was serious and serious, and they were closer to him. Of course, this was just the student side, but the teacher side was different. The next day, Yang Rui had just finished the class, and Cai Yuanpei came to him and said, "I really became a brother, I don't know how to celebrate your birthday, so can you ask everyone to celebrate your birthday?"

Yang Rui thought to himself: You guy has such a good relationship with students, why don’t you know what happened yesterday? You won’t even knock me for a meal. He said immediately: “Okay, Brother Jimin, don’t keep it in hiding. He has been unfamiliar with other teachers since class. This time I am a member of you, and I’ll invite everyone to gather tomorrow night, okay?”

Cai Yuanpei remakes Yang Rui and yells loudly: "Oh, Brother Jingcheng is really a worm in my stomach. You have seen through everything. I'm waiting for you. In the morning, I heard that you were all big fish and meat last night. Today at noon, I ate the leftovers that the students in the school didn't finish yesterday. Everyone is tasteless. I have complaints about Brother Jingcheng. I'll go and tell you that you will treat you to dinner in the evening. Hahahaha..." Seeing Yang Rui smiled bitterly, he comforted him again: "Brother Jingcheng, don't have a bitter face. Now who doesn't know that you are the richest in the school." After that, he went there as if he ran away.

On Saturday night, at the restaurant the day before yesterday, Yang Rui invited all the teachers to dinner. More than 20 people and two tables were set up. Cai Yuanpei didn't think so, and he insisted on the end of the year dinner at the Chinese Education Association. Because he rarely walked around in the school club except for classes, nearly half of the teachers didn't know each other, especially one of the teachers in the Patriotic Girls' School, but fortunately there were two tables. The tables here were all from the school club, and there were no female teachers. There were only two teachers more special. One was a monk. Cai Yuanpei introduced that he was a monk from Wumushan, with a layman surnamed Huang. The school club's school funding was raised by him. The other was a scholar in his thirties with a firm face, with five-inch short hair, and he combed it left and right. He was wearing a Japanese kimono outside the suit, with no slant, and shaking a white folding fan, which was indescribable and freehand. This was the first time Yang Rui saw a Chinese without braids.

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