During the summer vacation, the campus is deserted.

The leaves of the kudzu tree were scattered all over the ground, and a few sparrows were jumping and fleaming, rummaging for insects in the fallen leaves.

I don't know which little kid ran to the school's basketball court to have fun, and from time to time there was the sound of a basketball hitting the ground.

Lin Zhuoyun squatted on the sidelines, bored watching the children play, and said to Song Weiyang without a word: "I'm really annoyed, I shouldn't have agreed to shoot any MV in the first place, let alone promised to be the image spokesperson of Xifeng canned food." Do you know? Even during class, some students asked me if I was Chen Yiyi, and there were even students from other classes who came to listen to the lecture and watch the strangeness. When I got home, it was even worse, my dad was scolded for his face, and I was so angry that I went directly to my sister's house. ”

Lin Zhuoyun's sister is called Lin Wanzi, and she is Song Weiyang's mother-in-law in her last life.

"Then why are you calm?" Song Weiyang asked.

Lin Zhuoyun said: "It's been half a month since I came back. My sister and brother-in-law quarreled several times, how embarrassing it was for me to live in their house. ”

The reason why his father-in-law and mother-in-law quarreled, Song Weiyang knew very well.

The father-in-law is a department-level cadre of the provincial department, and because of the relationship between men and women, he was troubled by his husband to the unit, and the impact was very bad. The father-in-law was also punished for this, and later his career was frustrated, and the husband and wife turned against each other, so they simply went to the sea to do business, and owed a lot of debts around 2000.

"Then you're going to spend the New Year at school?" Song Weiyang asked.

"I'm going to go back tomorrow," Lin Zhuoyun said with a smile, "I'm not here to give a gift to the principal, and beg him to help me say something nice on the phone." In addition, the Chinese New Year is approaching, and I don't believe that I will be scolded when I go home, how unlucky. ”

Song Weiyang did not answer, but looked ahead very embarrassed.

Lin Zhuoyun said: "Why don't you speak?"

Song Weiyang raised his finger and pointed: "That, it should be your father." ”

Lin Zhuoyun turned her head to look, and saw an old man in a Zhongshan suit and thick-rimmed glasses, glaring at her. She was immediately frightened, and said in a panic: "It's happening!"

The old man paced in, his expression serious, not angry.

"Dad!" Lin Zhuoyun shouted weakly.

Song Weiyang smiled dryly: "That, I'll go first, goodbye!"

"Stop. The old man's voice was not loud, but it spread far and wide, this is a stunt that he has practiced as a teacher for decades.

Song Weiyang immediately stopped and greeted very politely: "Hello uncle, I am a student of Teacher Lin, and I am asking her questions. ”

The old man asked, "Are you done with the consultation?"

Song Weiyang said: "I'm done pleading, goodbye, uncle!"

The old man asked, "What major are you?"

"Ideological and political education. Song Weiyang said.

The old man asked, "Why didn't you go home during the summer vacation?"

Song Weiyang said: "Home is too far away, northeastern." ”

The old man got to the bottom of the question, and automatically switched accents: "Where is the Northeast in the Northeast?"

Song Weiyang said: "Mohe, hey, Mom, it's far away." ”

Listening to the nonsense of the old and the young, Lin Zhuoyun was not nervous, and even laughed out loud.

The old man's face changed instantly, and he said angrily: "You haven't seen that MV for me? Ma Junhao!"

Song Weiyang made a surprised expression: "Oh, uncle, it turns out that you also like pop songs." My name is Ma Junhao, my name is Ma Qiangdong, and the owner of the canning factory said that I was handsome, so he invited me to shoot the MV and gave me 500 yuan. The capitalists are so black, if I knew that the canned food sold so well, I would have asked them for 1,000 yuan!"

"Are you really a student?" the old man was a little unsure.

"A teacher for one day, a father for life. Mr. Lin just called you 'Dad', you are my grandfather, I can't lie to anyone. Song Weiyang said sincerely.

The old man could no longer criticize him, so he could only start the ideological education work, he said: "If students want to be like students, they should study hard in school and contribute to the construction of the motherland in the future." It's good for you, a teacher, a student, skipping class to shoot a MV in a field, just to earn that stinky money, you can't even figure out the priority!"

Lin Zhuoyun didn't answer, bowed his head and was seriously trained.

Song Weiyang echoed: "Uncle, you are so right, I have deeply realized my mistake. From now on, I will conscientiously learn a lesson and never let down the party and the people, as well as your old age, and the ardent hopes of our younger generation!"

"The oil cavity is smooth, you can tell at a glance that it's an old fritter!" the old man laughed angrily.

Song Weiyang said: "The fritters are not too old, if they can be successfully transformed, they will definitely become useful people for the country and the nation." If you have committed a criminal law, you can still reform through labor, and if you make a mistake, you can also correct it. If you can make all the mistakes of your whole life in college and learn from your mistakes, then you will be an excellent person in society. Do you think that's the truth?"

The old man actually nodded: "This is reasonable, although it is crooked." How old are you?"

"Sophomore. Song Weiyang said.

"How's it going?" asked the old man.

"Above average, there is still a lot of work to be done. Song Weiyang said.

"It would be nice to be able to recognize your own mistakes and shortcomings," the old man waved his hand, "and go ahead, and study hard in the future." ”

"Eh," Song Weiyang bowed with a smile as if he had been granted amnesty, "Uncle, Mr. Lin, I'll go first." ”

Before Song Weiyang could turn around, the old man suddenly said, "Wait!"

Song Weiyang said depressedly: "What else does the uncle have to advise?"

The old man said: "Since you are studying ideological and political education, how much have you read "Capital?"

Song Weiyang said: "I haven't had time to read it yet. ”

The old man said: "College is different from high school, not only do you have to listen carefully in class, but you also have to read more relevant learning materials. It is best to learn foreign languages and read the original works of Capital. ”

Song Weiyang said: "Uncle taught me that I will read "Capital" immediately!"

The old man also said: "In addition to 'Das Kapital' and 'Mao Xuan', we should also read some Western philosophical thoughts. Although these Western treatises may not necessarily have correct views, it is still very important for them to learn from each other and make up for each other. Young people should have a broad vision and not be too closed, the world belongs to you after all, and the development of the country and the nation also depends on young people. ”

"Listening to your old words, it makes me feel stunned, I must study hard and strive to be a socialist newcomer!" Song Weiyang nodded again and again.

"Well, go ahead. The old man waved.

Song Weiyang ran away.

Lin Zhuoyun looked at his back that disappeared in an instant, and immediately laughed: "Hahahahaha!"

"Laugh what a laugh!"

The old man said: "I have become a teacher, and I still think about running away from home all day long." I see, this student is more conscious than you, and people can change their mistakes!"

Lin Zhuoyun held back a smile and said: "Dad, he is the director of Xiao Song who invited me to shoot the MV." ”

The old man was stunned, suddenly angry, and said rudely: "This little bastard, next time you catch him, you have to kill him, and bring my daughter to ruin!"

Song Weiyang, who had already run away, suddenly realized a problem.

The soft light filter in the MV is like that, and it can still be recognized at a glance, and those "fans" of Dr. Ma in Shencheng should have a lot of topics to chat about.