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"First of all, the word "hundred saints" in Mr.'s name, I think, has nothing to do with the current academic environment."

"Oh." The old gentleman put his left hand behind his back and stroked his beard with his right hand habitually, and said with great interest: "This is really a fresh statement, please continue."

Everyone else pricked up their ears and looked at Xia Wushuang with suspicion, wondering whether he had a problem with his chest or was just talking nonsense. Among them, Chun Xin and other journalism elites were the most important.

"To be precise, there is currently no lively scene of a hundred schools of thought contending in China's academic world." Xia Wushuang went on to say astonishingly: "The only spectacular scene of a hundred schools of thought contending in the history of our country only briefly appeared in the distant Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. Needless to say, at that time, Confucianism, Taoism, and Legalism emerged in large numbers and influenced future generations for thousands of years."

Everyone disagreed, and if Professor Yao hadn't calmed down the situation, they would have booed everywhere.

Someone whispered: "We are all the elites from across the country gathered here, and we also need you to teach the history of middle school."

Xia Wushuang smiled and said: "In modern China, academic prosperity has also been short-lived, and there have been many unimaginative talents. There is Shu Xingbei, known as Einstein, Hu Shi and Lu Xun in literature, and Su Buqing in mathematics. Chen Jiangong, architects Liang Sicheng and Lin Huiyin, as well as great masters such as Hua Luogeng, Li Siguang, and Zhu Kezhen. Later, they experienced catastrophes, but fortunately, great men set things right. In today's China, there is still an environment where beginners are serious about learning. In these years, our local scientists Have you ever made any earth-shattering achievements, or won many Nobel and other international awards?”

“Professor Tu didn’t just win the Nobel Prize for sensationalism”

Someone immediately criticized Xia Wushuang's statement.

"It is true that Professor Tu won the award, but don't forget that she was not an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences before she won the award. If her achievements were not recognized internationally, I am afraid that she will still be unknown in China a hundred years later. I am China, With a population of more than one billion, only one or two Nobel Prizes have been won over the years. This ratio is probably too low. Moreover, the efficacy of artemisinin in treating malaria has been recorded in Gehong's emergency prescription of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, which can be traced back to For the wisdom of our ancestors.”

As soon as Xia Wushuang said this, he silenced all the voices questioning him.

"That's right. There is really no environment for learning in a down-to-earth manner in China." The old man was obviously very interested in Xia Wushuang's words. He leaned on the podium with his arms and asked, "What about your conclusion?"

"What's your conclusion?"

Everyone looked at Xia Wushuang, knowing that he had a treasonous statement.

"My conclusion is that in today's society, the overall utilitarianism of society exceeds the ambition."

"In this environment, people are tired of running for survival and have given up the characteristics that originally belonged to an excellent nation, such as kindness, duty, and humility. This has also led some people to become obsessed with power and commit evil deeds that are outraged by both humans and gods."

Chun Xin stood up and angrily scolded Xia Wushuang: "Classmate, I think your words and deeds are very dangerous. You are attacking our entire harmonious society. You are alarmist."

“Is this alarmist?”

"Young Master, I can only understand that you are used to a privileged life and don't know what suffering is among the people."

Xia Wushuang was tit for tat.

"Chun Xin" Professor Yao immediately stopped his students and said to Xia Wushuang: "Learning itself is about bold assumptions and careful verification. This is a classroom, not a tribunal. Continue talking."

"Thank you, sir." Xia Wushuang got Professor Yao's permission and raised his voice: "So, in this seriously imbalanced society, we journalists need to stand up and bravely expose corruption and darkness. But our enemy is powerful and evil. This requires us, as journalists, to first have the courage and mentality to face the worst circumstances. Even if we are the enemy of the whole world and have a steel knife held to our necks, we must have the responsibility to speak out based on the facts."

"I secretly believe that Mr. Baisheng's name clarifies his position as a journalist."

"Journalists don't have to have the financial resources of a wealthy party, and they don't have to have the power to command the world. They must have arrogance."

“Only when you have pride and justice in your heart can you be worthy of the title of the Uncrowned King.”

Good

I don’t know who started it, but Xia Wushuang’s words caused a huge response.

That makes sense

There were all young talents present, and they would not put Xia Wushuang in the shoes just because of previous differences of opinion.

On the contrary, they wanted to be convinced by Xia Wushuang's interpretation that journalists should be arrogant.

Even Chun Xin and others turned to Xia Wushuang and solemnly cupped their fists at him to show respect.

The old gentleman said, "I have said that this class will not talk about theory, but only about practical news. The previous debate is just an appetizer. Do you have any ideas about the following discussion?"

Everyone was whispering and discussing new topics.

Shangguan Qinglin looked at Xia Wushuang with her beautiful eyes and said softly: "Wushuang, please stop holding on, I know you must have ideas. While Professor Yao is very interested in you, let's talk about it and discuss it with everyone. Unexpectedly A great master like Professor Yao thinks so highly of you, it seems that I have a great vision."

Xia Wushuang was also deeply surprised. Originally, she came to Fudan to take classes this time just to fulfill a long-cherished wish from her student days. Unexpectedly, the concepts she had established since her student days happened to coincide with Professor Yao's, and she asked for it by the way. It's a bargain and creates a good relationship.

"In today's society, the media can already be used as an independent weapon. In most fields, reasonable use of media weapons can achieve expected results beyond expectations. Sir, I propose that today's topic be extended from the perspective of media weapons, combined with the current The hottest news topic, discuss the application of journalism as a discipline.”

Xia Wushuang was "encouraged" by Shangguan Qinglin to recommend herself and boldly provided her own topic for this class.

"Media weapons, yes, our journalism discipline is such a domineering existence."

Everyone agreed.

In fact, there are still many good ideas, but everyone is interested in Xia Wushuang's previous performance, so they are also looking forward to his next performance.

Professor Yao took over the topic and said: "Media weapons, this is a good term, but it is too sharp and slightly aggressive. In my opinion, with a slight change, it is called how to properly use media tools to serve citizens under the current political and socio-economic conditions. Bringing blessings, what do you think?”

Everyone agreed.

Next, the discussion on the application of journalism was in full swing. In the middle of the discussion, the Jinshan Island corpse dumping incident that became a big hit on Weibo and the black gold group’s heavy investment in the Jinshan Island international travel project became hot topics.

Xia Wushuang, the biggest driving force behind these topics, exchanged his views with the Fudan elites present and gained a lot. In particular, Professor Yao, as a veteran in the journalism industry, used his unique perspective to provide Xia Wushuang with very good ideas.

The four-hour class ended in a heated discussion. When Xia Wushuang and Guan Qinglin walked out of the classroom, they met Professor Yao downstairs after class.

Yao Baisheng was most arrogant as a journalist and a true intellectual. He only dealt with people he liked, and Xia Wushuang happened to be one of his juniors who liked him very much in the past six months.

"Young man, your name is Xia Wushuang, right?" Professor Yao asked.

"Xia Wushuang, my boy, currently works for SH Fengyun Newspaper and is a grassroots reporter." Xia Wushuang did not dare to tell the truth at this time.

"Well, the report on the Jinshan Island incident was well written."

"Sir, must you have read it wrong? This report was written by our director." Xia Wushuang scratched his head in embarrassment and said with a smile.

"Come on, I've been in this circle for most of my life, and I haven't been able to see this. I, Yao Baisheng, am useless as a teacher."

"These people are still so thick-skinned. They put their shameless business in the media unit. It really pisses me off." Professor Yao said angrily: "I will go to your newspaper office sometime. Atang is also confused. Well, all good newspapers are dominated by monsters and monsters."

After Xia Wushuang heard this, he immediately said respectfully: "Sir, you don't know. The signature matter is not of concern to me. I have not suffered any grievances in this matter. How dare I ask you to go out for such a trivial matter?" .Besides, the president has a lot to deal with every day, so my little trivial matter is not worth the unpleasantness between my husband and the president, teachers and students."

"You, be strong." Professor Yao patted Xia Wushuang on the shoulder, his eyes full of pity: "Forget it, it's best for young people to have their own ideas. I respect your ideas."

He turned to Shangguan Qinglin and said kindly: "You are Wushuang's little girlfriend."

Shangguan Qinglin said generously: "Hello, professor, I am Shangguan Qinglin, a graduate student in forensic medicine at Fudan University."

"The little girl is naturally beautiful. She and Wushuang are a perfect match." Professor Yao laughed loudly and said jokingly: "I love to join in the fun. When you get married in the future, don't forget to send me an invitation. I will go too." Asking for a wedding drink."

Shangguan Qinglin nestled in Xia Wushuang's arms, looking shy.

Xia Wushuang said yes repeatedly.

"Little girl, what is your relationship with Shangguan's family in Nanjing? Who is Shangguan Rui?" Professor Yao suddenly remembered something and said to Shangguan Qinglin.

"Professor knows about my grandfather." Shangguan Qinglin did not expect that her grandfather and the world-famous Yao Baisheng actually met each other, she said happily.

Professor Yao didn't reveal anything, but said to Xia Wushuang in a serious tone: "Young man, you still have a long way to go. There will be many winds and rains along the way in the future. You have to be like a man and go through it with your chest straightened out. Is there anything you need? Yes, feel free to greet me, old man." See more prestige official account: hhxs665