Almighty substitute teacher

Chapter 420 I Don't Think So Now

Yang Zhengdong followed Tan Fang to the auditorium of the Faculty of Arts of Peking University.

At this time, the auditorium was full of seats, at least a thousand people were in it.

Most of them are young students, and they can still see a little childishness pretending to be calm.

Yang Zhengdong followed Tan Fang to the front row, and Li Dongxin and a group of old professors sat in the corner under the stage.

It is neither the first row nor the middle position with the best sightlines, it seems to be ordinary spectators.

Seeing Yang Zhengdong approaching, Li Dongxin greeted him in a low voice, and let him sit beside him.

There are also Zhu Wensong, Mr. Zhao, etc. next door, as well as some unknown professors. Seeing Yang Zhengdong nod his head is considered a greeting.

"Did Teacher Tan tell you everything?"

Li Dongxin asked in a low voice.

"I've said it before, teacher, you just dig holes for me!"

Yang Zhengdong replied in a low voice aggrieved.

"Listen to what those things above are talking about, and you'll know why I dug a hole. I'm going to be so mad!"

Li Dongxin pointed to the stage angrily, then leaned on the seat and did not speak.

Yang Zhengdong raised his head suspiciously, and there was a young college student on the stage, wearing a decent shirt and trousers, speaking impassionedly on the stage, as if the world was in his hands.

Seeing that Li Dongxin was not in the mood to respond, he listened carefully to what the person on the stage was saying.

Why is Li Dongxin so angry?

"Everyone should know that we are still a long way from the developed countries in the West. We have to admit our backwardness! But what should we do if we are backward? We have to be brave enough to learn and admit it. The disillusioned dream of a big country. So how to learn? How to make progress? It is to lose the burden and lose face. We will learn what they are good at! We will learn what they are strong! Then we will transform our backward culture and backwardness. system"

Yang Zhengdong felt an unbearable pain in the big molar.

He didn't know the high-spirited student above, but the molars couldn't help but hurt.

Well, it's still itchy...

Are there any obvious problems with what you said?

no problem!
In fact, it is quite inspirational, but if you touch it carefully, the taste is not right?

What is the difference between this and a total denial of the culture of one's own country?

No wonder Li Dongxin was so angry, it would be strange not to be angry if he taught such a student.

"We must bravely go out and compete in the world!"

"Don't expect equality, there is no equality when you are backward!"

"If you fall behind, you will be beaten, and if you are beaten, you must stand at attention!"

"Use our efforts to make foreigners look up to us!"

"Tell them there's nothing wrong with the Chinese!"

"There are Chinese voices in all walks of life!"

"Let the academic circle shine with the light of Chinese!"

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Yang Zhengdong heard more and more toothache.

He also imitated Li Dongxin and leaned on his seat with his eyes closed.

Every sentence this buddy said makes sense, but every sentence makes a toothache.

I really can't listen to it, foreign countries are good, what kind of Chinese are you?
Simply sick!
The old professors beside him also frowned.

But the students around were all excited, and many of them took out small notebooks to record.

Seeing this situation, Yang Zhengdong finally understood why Li Dongxin wanted to cheat him.

The academic environment is still too free, so free that it is almost unrestrained!
"Zhengdong, do you understand what I mean?"

Li Dongxin opened his eyes and asked wearily.

"Understood, teacher."

Yang Zhengdong replied in a deep voice.

"If you become like this, I will really be ashamed to meet people! I have been a teacher for decades, but I didn't expect to teach such a group of students. What have I done?"

Li Dongxin's voice was very low, as if he had lost all energy and energy.

"teacher"

"Stop talking, Zhengdong! You are my favorite disciple, especially your feelings for our education and culture. You must keep this original intention. I'm old, and it's up to you in the future!"

Li Dongxin waved his hand to stop his consolation.

"I am born to be useful. Let us go to the world stage to compete, realize our own value, and attack all corruptions! Let's start from scratch, clean up the old mountains and rivers, and move forward side by side!"

The student from Peking University on the stage ended his speech emotionally at the end.

There was thunderous applause in the auditorium, and it lasted for a long time.

Yang Zhengdong sighed in his heart, as far as literary talent and eloquence are concerned.

This man is really very good, just
No use in the right place!

"Good! Thank you, Lu, for your speech, which made us passionate! We must dare to admit that we are behind and dare to compete. What a powerful guarantee this is. I hope that we who are about to enter the society must not extinguish this passion! The following The student who gave the speech is Liu Boming, majoring in Computer Engineering, Shuimu University, everyone is welcome!"

As the presiding student's string of words, Li Dongxin directly grabbed the handle of the seat.

If the student just now is not from the Faculty of Arts, then this is the student he is very optimistic about.

To actually say such words on the spot, Li Dongxin's blood vessels were about to explode when he was stimulated on the spot.

"I'm going out to take a rest, you are here to listen carefully!"

After Li Dongxin gritted his teeth, he went out from the side door of the auditorium.

Yang Zhengdong looked at his back worriedly, and wanted to persuade him but was stopped by Mr. Zhao.

"Don't go, let him be quiet!"

Elder Zhao grabbed his hand in a low voice and said.

"But, teacher"

"He's fine, just a little distressed!"

Yang Zhengdong let out a breath of foul air slowly.

I collected my mood again and listened to that Mizuki student's speech again.

"As one of the best universities in the country and even in Blue Star, the education at Shuimu is successful! Our Shuimu has tens of thousands of outstanding students every year, and many of them have participated in the international competition that the classmate just mentioned. Universities across the country Among them, after graduating from Mizuki every year, nearly 20% of students go to the United States, Eagle Country and other developed countries to study for graduate studies. What does this mean? It shows that we at Mizuki are all talents with international competitiveness!"

"Many of my seniors work on Wall Street in the United States, and in Silicon Valley, the capital of science and technology. They participate in the development of various industries and drive the progress of all walks of life! I have a senior who is now working for the largest computer software company in the United States. Enterprises are involved in the research and development of computer operating systems, and the operating systems we use in the future can proudly announce that these things are crystallized by the sweat of our Chinese."

"Our computer industry is still very weak, and it can be said that it is backward. But I believe that as long as we are willing to learn, introduce, and introduce excellent products, our tomorrow will be better."

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Yang Zhengdong opened his mouth and looked at the stage, the Mizuki student was still talking freely.

It seemed impossible to end without an hour.

The whole article is full of pride, but this pride
Yang Zhengdong was speechless.

"Did you hear that?"

Lee Dong-shin came back at some point.

Looking at the stage, the voice asked in a low voice.

"I heard the teacher!"

"That's good!"

Li Dongxin didn't say anything, and fell silent again.

Yang Zhengdong could understand his complicated mood.

One student representative after another came to the stage, and everyone was impassioned.

Talking about the future and academics made Yang Zhengdong envious for a while.

After all, it is the students who graduated from the best schools. Everyone can talk for an hour without repetition.

Such an excellent student, why didn't he correct his thoughts?

"You come to the finale, play to your heart's content, no matter what happens, I will take care of it for you!"

After a student representative finished speaking, Li Dongxin patted his hand and said.

"it is good!"

Yang Zhengdong nodded solemnly.

He did have a lot to say, to the point where he couldn't vomit quickly.

What Beijing University?What Mizuki?He is going to be arrogant here today!
"Our classmates all spoke very well! My mood is one after another!"

After the host came to the stage, he sang praises, which made Yang Zhengdong feel so uncomfortable to death.

I really want to tell him, what kind of host are you doing if the three views are not correct?
"The person who is giving a speech below is not our fresh graduate, but one of our working graduate students. In particular, he is only a teacher, and he is also a teacher. Today, he led students to visit Peking University, and was invited by the school leaders to make a special Participate in our activities, and also be invited to express his personal opinions, cheer for us all!"

"Everyone welcomes Yang Zhengdong, an in-service graduate student of the Class of 98, from the Faculty of Liberal Arts, Peking University, to give a speech!"

Scattered applause resounded in the auditorium, followed by whispering voices.

They are all orthodox students of the two universities, who can not know what it means to be a postgraduate.

To put it bluntly, it is not a serious graduate student, but a postgraduate degree while working.

It deserves their applause and warm welcome again, this is their pride.

Yang Zhengdong didn't care about these, he got up from his seat and tidied up his clothes.

Just walk up to the wide rostrum.

Stand in the center of the podium.

Looking at the black heads below, these are all high-spirited students who scolded Fang Qiu.

Some of them will immediately enter other schools to continue to be students, and some will go to work and become elites.

They are very young, even younger than Yang Zhengdong.

Just like what was said in the poems of the previous Taizu, Qia is a classmate who is young and in the prime of his life.

The representatives who spoke just now have also achieved the feudal status of tens of thousands of households.

But Yang Zhengdong only had one feeling at this moment.

That is the heartache of being a teacher.

"Hi everyone, I'm Yang Zhengdong!"

"Standing here today, I am in awe!"

A burst of laughter resounded through the auditorium immediately.

Possibly well-intentioned?Maybe this is normal?

"Everyone may be constantly asking questions in their hearts. How can a small in-service graduate student and an ordinary mountain village teacher, He De, stand on such a spacious podium and give us China's top elites? speech?"

"Actually, before I entered the auditorium, including sitting in the seat, I thought the same way!"

"That's when I thought I wasn't qualified!"

"But now I don't think so!"

(End of this chapter)