"Second sir, after those soldiers took you away, I went to the farm department more than a dozen times to inquire about you, and they all told me that you were arrested and shot! Why are you still alive? Where have you been after all these years? I thought you were dead!"

Bang bang!

Being held tightly in Zhou Weiming's arms, Li Shixin only felt that he was about to suffocate - the old lungs were about to be beaten out!

"Bolts... Tap. No, it's dead... I'm really going to die... Forehead ......"

At the same time that Li Shixin's whole person was about to be strangled to death by Zhou Weiming, who was younger and stronger than him.

On the side, the Rongchuan students who came to participate in Li Shixin's fan meeting were stunned.

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What kind of terrible line is that......

No, you can't focus on that.

What the hell is Mr. Two?

What the hell is the bolt?

Principal Zhou and Teacher Li, did they know each other before?!

In the young eyes, there was a raging fire of gossip.

......

It took a lot of strength to break free from the excited Zhou Weiming's clutches.

Seeing that Li Shixin was almost hammered by himself, Zhou Weiming also realized that he almost made a big mistake.

helped Li Shixin to the upstairs of the bookstore, patted Li Shixin on the back and poured water.

After a long while, Li Shixin's breath that was almost blown away finally cleared up.

Seeing that Zhou Weiming was like a child who had done something wrong, standing in front of him at a loss. Thinking of the half-grown child squatting in the corner playing with cow dung in the old man's ontological memory, and then thinking of the upright, majestic and elegant university president in the previous Weibo video, he couldn't help but be happy;

"Don't worry, you can't die. But I didn't expect you... He was able to be a principal. ”

Smacked his lips, and the corners of Li Shixin's mouth widened again, "Still the president of the university!"

Faced with Li Shixin's jokes, Zhou Weiming grinned in embarrassment and laughed too.

On the side, seeing that Li Shixin was fine, a group of Rongchuan students could no longer hold back the curiosity in their hearts.

Zhu Peiqi in the crowd endured it for a long time, thinking about whether she was afraid of death to ask about the situation and satisfy her curiosity. But after half a day, no strong man took the initiative to ask, and she secretly scolded a word of coercion.

Took the initiative to be a strong man.

"Headmaster... You and Mr. Li, do you know?"

Hearing Zhu Peiqi's inquiry, Zhou Weiming looked at Li Shixin who was sitting on the chair and scratched his ears, "Isn't it just acquaintance...... I was able to come out of the countryside and choose to major in education in college, and eventually become our president...... It's all thanks to Mr. Two... And those big gentlemen of mine. ”

"Headmaster, can you tell us about it?"

In the crowd, a student shouted.

"Yes, Principal, can you tell us about you and Teacher Li?"

Looking at Li Shixin, Zhou Weiming smiled faintly, looked up at the ceiling, and his eyes became confused: "Do you remember our school motto?"

"Virtue comes first, art comes later, and the torch is passed on!"

Immediately, the students replied in unison.

Hearing that the students memorized the school motto quite solidly, Zhou Weiming nodded.

Silently stood behind Li Shixin, held Li Shixin's shoulders tightly, and sighed.

"It was the autumn of '70, and the Holocaust was at its worst. I was ten years old at the time, and I was ...... on the farm A group of transformed cows, ghosts, snakes, and gods were placed. ”

“......”

A group of students unconsciously sat up straight. That history was too far away and too mysterious for them.

Now that I heard Zhou Weiming talk about it in person, everyone was immediately attracted when they came.

"At that time, I was young and didn't understand any big truths. I just think that adults say that whoever is a good person is a good person, and adults say that whoever is a bad person is a bad person. Because of Ge Ming's progress, the school on the farm has been actually closed for more than two years, and a group of us children are out of the school's control, and we are very bored every day. The cowshed where the farm houses a dozen bad guys has become a place for us to vent our boredom. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Weiming still looked at Li Shixin with some embarrassment, "At that time, I only heard adults say that those dozen bad people were intellectuals and reactionary academic authorities. A group of us children will learn from the adults, and after they have finished their labor in the evening, we will follow the example of the adults and fix them...... Now that I think about it, it's really ...... Ashamed. ”

Seeing Zhou Weiming's embarrassed and ashamed appearance, a group of students also felt a little heavy, and someone asked after a while;

"Headmaster, what did you mean by Mr. Big and Mr. Two?"

At the mention of this, the gloom on Zhou Weiming's face disappeared, and with a face full of reverence, he looked at Li Shixin and said: "At that time, a person's social status did not look at ability and class, although we were a group of children.

But when it came to rectifying those 'bad elements', they didn't dare to resist. Or rather...... They have become numb. In the face of our humiliation, we just bear it silently.

Although I am now devoted to education, I have always believed that human nature is inherently evil. At that time, we urinated on these 'bad guys' and smeared cow dung on their bodies. But in the face of our beastly deeds, the gentlemen only stood by and watched as if those encounters had not happened to them at all.

That kind of disregard made us very angry at that time, so we ...... We followed the example of the adults and made some childish but vicious posters for them. ”

Speaking of this, Zhou Weiming laughed self-deprecatingly.

"At that time, I was supposed to be in the third grade, but the school teachers had already left the cowshed, and no one taught us. At that time, I couldn't recognize all the words, and the words and posters I wrote were naturally full of loopholes. When you encounter words that can't be written, you will use O and X instead, and even if you are younger, you can even draw a king eight directly. And guess what?"

"How is it?" Facing Zhou Weiming's question, a group of students hurriedly responded.

Zhou Weiming glanced at Li Shixin deeply, and his eyes turned red: "A group of cow ghosts and snake gods who were indifferent to peeing on them and smearing cow dung in the face of us were angry after seeing our posters. The gentleman who swept the threshing floor with a broom every day said how could you write like that. The gentleman who picked up the dung said that Wang Ba's painting had no charm. The glasses were blown away, and the gentleman who couldn't see things clearly and could only feed the pigs on the farm was heartbroken, saying that the struggle could be carried out, but such a big baby couldn't even know pinyin, which was delaying the next generation and not being unorthodox. ”

"And then?"

And then ...... A group of people who were obviously humiliated by us actually taught us how to humiliate them, and they were happy that the content on our big-character posters was getting richer and richer, the typos and omissions were becoming fewer and fewer, and Wang Ba's paintings were becoming more and more charming. ”

"Later, in addition to teaching us the unnutritious slogans and the king's eight things, they will also teach some other things. The great gentlemen taught us calligraphy, painting, ancient literature and mathematics. But we still liked Mr. Two at the time......"

Speaking of this, Zhou Weiming scratched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"At that time, Mr. Two didn't teach us anything, and always told us all kinds of interesting stories. Coupled with the fact that he was the youngest in the cowshed, we were the closest to him. ”

Looking at Zhou Weiming, who was as shy as a child, everyone moved their eyes to Li Shixin.

Zhu Peiqi frowned and asked, "Teacher Li, I heard what Principal Zhou said, everyone else is called Mr. Big." Why...... You're the only one, Mr. Two?"

Faced with this problem, Li Shixin snorted and was happy.

"Later, this group of stinky boys called the immortals in the cowshed behind their backs. These silly boys don't know what they've encountered or missed. ”

"The old man who taught them to write was unparalleled in the world, and the dung picker who taught them to paint had no one to do after ink and wash kung fu. If the cook who taught them math had survived until now...... I'm afraid that it has long been unparalleled. I, a twenty-one-year-old drama actor, dare to be on an equal footing with these immortals?"

“......”

I couldn't figure out that there was a magical group of students in the cowshed at that time, and I blinked.

"Principal Zhou, Teacher Li, where are all those big gentlemen now?"

Faced with the inquiry, Zhou Weiming took a deep breath.

"Heavenly ....."