In their single-minded obsession with returning to the city, they had guarded their bodies and hearts, avoiding close relationships with female comrades and limiting their interactions with the opposite sex in the villages.
But that didn’t mean they didn’t dream of love and marriage, nor did it stop a few of the guys from gathering to talk about women when they were exhausted.
TSK TSK. Such salacious gossip was explosive, no matter the era.
The man’s voice was neither high nor low—just loud enough for everyone to hear if they strained, but still deliberately hushed, as if sharing a secret.
This man claimed his assigned post was in the production brigade right next to Chi Yun’er’s. He then rattled off several supposedly irrefutable, bombshell stories.
How she had chased a man to the countryside, with no sense of how to keep a proper distance. How she let him wait on her hand and foot, and sometimes the two would stay in a room alone together—something all the other educated youth in their courtyard knew.
How she’d threatened to kill herself for a man, even slamming her head against a wall...
How her promiscuous behavior had attracted the attention of local hooligans...
How she was caught in the act at her supposed admirer’s own wedding...
Each sentence was enough to spark the imagination, spinning off into a full-blown TV drama. One could almost wish to stay camped out in the latrine—that temple of earthly cycles—and subsist on this spiritual nourishment alone. What were exams compared to this? They were so dull and dry. Nothing could stir the soul quite like this.
’Though,’ they thought, ’if I don’t get accepted, maybe I should report that Chi Yun’er to the hospital for her indecent lifestyle?’
’All the other rejected educated youth had to go back to the countryside. If she’s out, couldn’t we take her place? Maybe the hospital would even reward us with a job.’
After the person outside the latrine left, the group reluctantly pulled up their trousers and walked out, still wanting more. But standing at the entrance to both the men’s and women’s latrines was an officer in a brimmed cap.
They couldn’t help but shudder, their minds racing to recall if they’d done anything out of line since arriving in the Capital City.
The Comrade took out a pen and paper and had them line up to register their information one by one. He checked their identification papers and letters of introduction, and only after confirming everything was in order did he explain why he was there.
"Enjoying your little eavesdropping session?"
"Legs not asleep?"
"Or is the stench from the pit so fragrant that it’s bringing back memories of breakfast?"
Faced with this soul-crushing trifecta of questions, they shook their heads frantically, overcome with regret.
They had come to the Capital City for the recruitment exam, and it was about to start. Why had they wasted precious time that could have been spent memorizing a few more facts on eavesdropping?
’And now, because of this, I’ve attracted the attention of an officer!’
The two Comrades began to speak to them in a grave, earnest tone.
"Do you know who was outside that wall just now? How many people were there? Did you hear what was said?"
The group exchanged glances before lowering their heads, none daring to be the first to speak up.
Finally, a young woman, afraid of getting into trouble and clinging to the principle of "leniency for those who confess, severity for those who resist," spoke up honestly in a small voice.
"Comrade, I don’t know who was out there, but it sounded like two people, a man and a woman, both fairly young. They... they were bad-mouthing one of the proctors, a very beautiful female comrade."
"Oh?" one of the Comrades asked coolly. "And how did that make you feel? What’s your impression of this female comrade they were discussing?"
"I... I didn’t really have any feelings about it," the young woman stammered. "It’s just... I guess it’s not always a good thing for a woman to be beautiful. It tends to attract trouble."
"And you?" That Comrade’s cold gaze swept over the others.
They all chimed in, "We are educated youths of the new society! We can’t just believe one-sided rumors. We can’t jump to conclusions about things we haven’t seen and verified with our own eyes."
"I bet they’re educated youth just like us," one person ventured. "They saw that female comrade has a good family background and a job, so they got jealous and are trying to ruin her reputation on purpose!"
As soon as one person offered this theory, the others all nodded in agreement.


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