"Brother One, see how I modified the sketch script? The teacher asked me to participate in the May Day Art Performance, but you didn't write a notebook, which made me so worried."

After class in the Department of Economics, Sun Xianjin pushed a thick notebook to Li Ye, looking forward to Li Ye giving him some corrections.

Because "Sea Cucumber Fried Noodles" received unanimous praise at the New Year's Day party a few months ago, Sun Xianjin seemed to have suddenly opened up the Ren and Du meridians and fell in love with the creation of such comedy programs.

His thick book recorded one sketch after another. Whenever one is completed, he would ask Li Ye to share the evaluation.

Li Ye believed that Sun Xianjin was still a bit spiritual. Although he was limited by the vision of the times, he could at least design some funny points and reflect some social problems. Occasionally, his works of inspiration appeared, which were quite novel.

Of course, Sun Xianjin also has selfish intentions, because he has successfully brought Bian Jingjing into the comedy sketch group, and the two can rehearse together frequently.

"Your one is better than the one a few days ago. If you can combine it, it might be better."

Li Ye pulled out his pen and was about to mark a paragraph on Sun Xianjin's desk to discuss the optimization plan with him. But at this time, four or five people suddenly came in at the door of the classroom, one of whom was wearing a military green jacket shouted.

"Who is Li Ye?"

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the door in surprise.

Because when this person's tone was obviously here to find trouble.

Li Ye covered his pen cap in his hand and looked at the people at the door coldly, looking at their age, behavior and aura. They should be senior students of the Peking University.

Li Ye did not answer, and the rest of the people naturally didn't say anything. The squad leader Zhen Rongrong was about to stand up and ask, but Chen Xiaoling pulled her for a moment.

Seeing that everyone was not talking, a person wearing a jacket came out of the crowd and asked again, but this time his tone became much more restrained.

"Who is Li Ye?"

"I am."

Li Ye replied softly, not impatient, sitting on the stool without moving his butt.

Senior students are indeed not easy to offend because their future is limitless, but there are tens of thousands of people in the entire University of Beijing, and Li Ye cannot be a good brother.

Just like the catchphrase that comedian later said - there are so many people who don’t like me, who are you?

"You are Li Ye?"

The first classmate in the military green jacket who spoke looked at Li Ye, raised his foot and walked over, putting the book "Discussion on Modern Economy" in front of Li Ye.

Then he spread out to one of the pages, pointed to the title of an article, and said in a bad manner: "Did you write this "Mutual Need for Industrial Transfer and Acceptance"?"

Li Ye glanced at the article in the magazine and probably had a guess in his heart.

Then he looked up and looked at the other party coldly, and asked with an equally unkind speech: "Who are you? Which department?"

""

Zhongshan's suit was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that Li Ye's attitude would be worse than him, but he was about to have an attack when the person in a jacket behind him had already come over.

"Hello, we are from the Department of Mathematics in 80. Today I happened to see an article written by Li Ye. I have some different opinions and want to discuss it with him."

Hearing that the man was speaking kindly, Li Ye then stood up, nodded and admitted, "I am Li Ye, I wrote this article."

As soon as Li Ye finished speaking, there was a burst of exclamation in the classroom.

"What are they talking about? Li Ye actually published a paper in a magazine? Why is there no news at all?"

"I don't know! This little brother is mysterious and does something unexpected at any time. It's not uncommon to publish a paper, right?"

"I don't know whether it's rare or not, but it seems that the articles he published are quite controversial. Otherwise, why would anyone from level 80 come to discuss with him?"

"It's an argument. We watched their seniors quarrels all day long, but we didn't expect it was our turn today."

"Why do people from the Mathematics Department discuss economic issues? We have to help Li Ye, right?"

"Then sure, go and help!"

Li Ye's classmates all surrounded him and surrounded Li Ye and several senior students in the center.

Zhen Rongrong also came forward and said: "Several students, our class agrees with various forms of academic discussion, but please control your emotions. Is it okay to discuss with your heart?"

"sure."

The jacket stretched out his hand to Li Ye, shook hands and said, "I am Yang Chen, he is Song Ziyuan. We are all members of Xiaocaodang Ziqiang Literature Society, and we usually like to discuss current affairs issues."

Military green jacket glanced at his companion, without any intention of shaking hands, and said directly: "I have strongly different opinions on your article "Mutual Needs for Industrial Transfer and Acceptance."

"In this article, you are advocating the benefits of backward industries in the Western world and telling the West's blood-sucking and exploitation of us as mutual needs of both sides."

"We introduce industries that Westerners don't want to work in, and then export goods to the West at low cost. Do you understand how this low cost comes from?"

Song Ziyuan raised his tone and said in disgust: "This is our self-pressing. By squeezing our compatriots, you should die!"

""

"Who do you say should die? Who do you say should die?"

Sun Xianjin was the first to be unwilling to do so. He pushed his little head directly in front of Song Ziyuan and began to roll up his sleeves angrily.

The temper of the Heizhou people is not ordinary.

The squad leader Zhen Rongrong also said unhappily: "How do you talk? Discuss the problem by discussing the problem. Why do you need personal attacks? If you do this again, please go out."

"Why did we attack personally? Do you know what this classmate Li Ye said in the article?"

Song Ziyuan picked up the magazine without any concession and pointed to it: "Look at how to accept this developing country's industrial transfer from developed countries. It is the only way to become prosperous and strong?"

"Come and tell me how to accept it?" Song Ziyuan looked at Li Ye and asked in a straightforward manner: "Is it a joint venture? Or should I just let the foreign capital be solely owned?

I think you are not introducing industries, you are introducing danger, you are pushing our brothers and sisters into the abyss of heavy exploitation."

The surroundings were quiet for a few seconds, but then they became noisy with a "boom".

"How can you put this kind of hat? Li Ye just expressed his views on the economy. You are too much."

"Now we are already in contact with foreign capital. The Canton Fair is held every year. What is the problem with Li Ye's view? You don't understand at all, but you blame a student."

Yang Chen, wearing a jacket, stood up and said in a deep voice: "Don't be excited, we are just here to discuss the problem,

The views expressed by Li Ye in this article are very different from our current strategies. We believe that he has the intention to bind our industry to the Western economy.

If this intention succeeds, we may suffer serious exploitation from the Western world. We may have to export tens of thousands of clothes before we can exchange for a car.

This is second. What if we develop light industry but the West has put forward various difficult conditions and suddenly we don’t want our products? Will we let them exploit them?"

"And it has a great impact on publishing in such a national journal."

""

Zhen Rongrong and others stopped talking because although they did not understand the meaning of Yang Chen and Song Ziyuan, the word "exploitation" was really too sensitive.

Everyone looked at Li Ye, especially Song Ziyuan, with a bright look as if he wanted to pull out the tail behind Li Ye.

Li Ye did not rush to refute Song Ziyuan and Yang Chen, he was just confronting them with selfless and fearless eyes.

Twenty seconds later, everyone's hearts were extremely depressed, but Song Ziyuan's aura of confidence began to become restless and scattered.

Li Ye's emotions, expressions, and eyes were too calm, and there was no embarrassment of being exposed at all, as if nothing had happened.

Finally, Li Ye said, "The premise for me to write this article is that our flower growers join the big circle of world trade.

If you join in, then industrial bundling caused by the market economy is inevitable.”

""

Everyone looked at each other because the meaning of Li Ye's words seemed to be saying that since he was on the table of world trade, then "exploitation" would be everywhere.

Saying such words in 1983 was not just a bold move.

Just over a year ago, at the graduation ceremony of the Economic Department of 77, a teacher from Peking University said that some students expressed anti-Maxist views and cultivating such people is simply cultivating proletarian gravediggers.

In a wave of criticizing "bourgeois liberalization", an old man from the Department of Economics of Peking University published "Research on Modern Western Economics and Modernization of my country's Socialist Economics" in the Journal of Jingcheng University. Then, the First Daily reprinted in half the page, which aroused strong social response, and Western economics had a legal living space in the mainland.

So it can be imagined that the current environment is not uniform in attitude towards Western capital.

There are actually many aspiring young people like Song Ziyuan. Li Ye has seen many students from Peking University in the past year, and he has turned red and his neck thick for a point of view. This is normal.

They actually love this country more than most people, but their mind is that although I am poor, we don’t pick up rags, let alone serve your butt.

But Li Ye is very clear about the fact that only efforts can reward you. I am afraid that you don’t even have the value of being exploited.

In the process of catching up, the latecomer has to endure many inequality and tears to succeed.

When forty years later, the flower planter has been pursuing the world after a long period of patience,

Looking back at the road I walked, I used shirts, buttons, toys, and drops of sweat from my brothers and sisters to fill a bright road step by step on the thorny mountains and fields.

It can be said that Li Ye is the only person who sees the light through the fog in this era and is also the most staunch supporter of the market economy.

Song Ziyuan widened his eyes and looked at Li Ye and asked in a deep voice: "Do you really think we need to be exploited to develop?"

"You've misunderstood that it's trade bundled."

Li Ye shook his head and said, "But it is unknown who is bound by whom. We need the world, and the world also needs us,

They can use orders to hijack us, and we can also use production capacity to hijack them."

"This is impossible," Song Ziyuan waved suddenly, "They are buyers. If you don't buy yours, you can buy other people's. At that time, we spend a lot of financial resources to establish an excess of low-end industries, and we will definitely be subject to others' control."

Buy someone else’s?

Li Ye smiled slightly and did not explain more.
To be continued...