苏苏是我们大三时来的油画课老师,第一次见她是在美术系包场的舞池里,男生女生们欢呼着、扭动着,舞至中场,美术系老师们集体现身舞场,酷酷的老姜马上当起了领舞,一招一式很有号召力,同学们疯狂起来。这时,一个新面孔引起了我们的注意,齐耳短发,黑边眼镜,清秀面孔,盘扣白上衣,黑色小摆裙,活脱脱一个“五四”青年,与狂热的舞步很不搭调。琼捂着我耳朵说:“那是我们新来的油画课老师,如何?”我煞有介事地说:“看着和我们一般大,会教吗?”老龚斩钉截铁: Susu was an oil painting teacher who came from our junior year. The first time I saw her was in the dance floor of the art department, boys and girls cheered, wriggled, and danced to the midfield. The art teachers set up a dance hall. , Cool ginger soon became the leader of the dance, a stroke of a very appealing style, the students crazy. At this time, a new face caught our attention, with short hair, black spectacles, handsome faces, white buttoned tops, black skirts, and a youthful “May 4th” youth. It was not like dancing with enthusiasm. With tune. Joan took my ear and said: “That is our new oil painting teacher. How do I?” I said sternly: “Looking at us and being big, can we teach it?”