"That's all for today's class, end of class!" Mr. Cen closed the book.

"Stand up!" Jiang Yu shouted.

"Good work, sir!" the class bowed.

Mr. Cen nodded, took a class, was a little tired, took a cane from the wall and staggered down the podium, and Aunt Yang, who had been waiting outside the door for a long time, rushed over to help him.

"How many times have you said it, don't help it, don't help it! I can walk by myself!" Mr. Cen was displeased and wanted to break free.

"Don't say this, Mr. Cen, you are a national treasure, and now you can still teach these rabbit cubs here, and I don't know how many generations of these rabbit cubs have cultivated, this has to be bumped and touched, not to mention Beiye, my master and his old man are going to skin us alive......" Aunt Yang doesn't care so much, a pair of iron hands are locked to death.

"Teacher Yang, let's send Mr. Cen back. Jiang Yu and Zhu Yizhi also rushed over.

"Yes, little baby, you can go down. "Mr. Shum seems to be quite fond of these children.

Aunt Yang and the others had no choice but to retreat.

The three of them walked out along the Begonia Building, "Mr. Cen, are you going home?"

"What are you going to do when you go home? I've been in that broken coffin for decades, and before I can walk around, I have to go back inside. ”

"So where are we going?"

"Go to the beach and go fishing. ”

"Fishing?"

Although Mr. Cen is old, he still maintains the gentleman's habits of the year and cares a lot about his image.

Although his hair is already in luxury, he is still styled, wearing an old-fashioned suit that fits perfectly, with a small vest inside, an old pocket watch that has followed him for half a century, and a pair of black leather shoes with lace-up double joints are shiny as new, making people look as if they have returned to the streets of Europe a world ago.

The strange combination of this handsome old man with retro style and these two beautiful girls in youthful school uniforms has to make people mistakenly think that it is a model of a fashion magazine, which attracts passers-by.

"Mr. Cen, look, everyone looks at you?" Jiang Yu said.

"See what I'm doing?"

"Handsome!haha!" Zhu Yizhi immediately took over the conversation, "Mr. Cen, don't you know, like those men in our country, no matter how handsome they are when they are young, when they reach the age of thirty or forty, they will immediately collapse, either become a bloated fat man, or become a lewd uncle, not to mention the taste of dressing, it is simply a waste of clothes, like you maintain such an impression so well, and a lot of people can still be so handsome at an age, it is really one in ten thousand!"

Mr. Cen smiled faintly, as if he remembered something, and smiled a little bitterly.

"I'm just used to it. Mr. Cen said, "We couldn't help it at that time." For the West, we are aliens, barbarians, and in Europe, people will be laughed at every day for squinting eyes and braided hair, laughing at your long shirt and cloth shoes, and laughing at your speaking accent. Now that we are out, we represent the face of the empire and have to pick it up. ”

"But even if we put ourselves in the same way as they are, they still can't accept us. When classmates go out together, where whites can enter, people of color can't enter, whites can enjoy rights, people of color can't enjoy, and even put up signs that Chinese and dogs are not allowed to enter, so that we are ashamed, but we can't do anything. ”

"Why? Because we were a weak, poor country. Weak countries have no diplomacy, and the people naturally have no face, no matter how clean and comfortable they are, no matter how good their grades are, no matter how many achievements they make, you will still be discriminated against in foreigners, and you will still be just a ninth-rate product, so at that time we understood that if we want to be able to stand up and be a man outside, we first need our own country to be strong. ”

"It's a pity that Mr. Big's career is unfinished, and there are so many turmoil......"

Mr. Cen suddenly said earnestly: "I know that the young people of your generation don't like to hear this, but I have to say that how many unborn people in the Asuka family back then have died now, and only Beifeng is left, this burden is too heavy, and someone must help him...... Do you understand what I'm saying?"

Jiang Yu and Zhu Yizhi recalled the nightmare of that night and nodded sympathetically.

The three of them finally arrived at the river beach, and as far as the eye could see, the river was rolling, and the river was shuttling with ferries and cargo ships from time to time, which was very lively.

"Help me get my fishing rod out. Mr. Shum sat down directly on the embankment.

"Fishing rod, fishing rod here, well, where's the bait?"

"No, you don't. ”

"Are you fishing for Mrs. Jiang?"

"Haha. Mr. Cen laughed, "You don't see Chaoge Tusuo's resignation, eighty west to fish Weibin, I don't want to wait for King Wen of Zhou, I really want to catch something." ”

After that, he put on the hook, skillfully threw the rod out, and began to fish.

"If you two find it boring, you can talk to the old man and me. ”

Zhu Yizhi immediately became interested, sat on the embankment, and asked, "I, I, I have a lot of questions, were there all good-looking and excellent students like Xiaobei in Mr. Big's school back then?"

"Good-looking and excellent?" Mr. Cen laughed, "Are you describing Xiaobei? ”

"What? What's so funny? Didn't you say it yourself, they're all unborn people?"

"Yes, they are all unborn heroes, but this word is to describe his senior brother and sister, Xiaobei is not among them, to put it mildly, he was the most unsuccessful in this back then. ”

"You're kidding me!"

"At that time, the school had just been founded, Mr. Big had twelve disciples, Xiaobei was the eldest, and the other brothers and sisters were all talented, each with their own expertise, sensible and hardworking, only Xiaobei, who would only show off his cleverness, skip classes all day long, cause trouble, and was locked up in a small black room by Mr. Big almost every day to reflect on ......"

"Even in the small black house, he was not honest, he dug a tunnel in it to the locust tree outside the courtyard, went to other people's houses in the middle of the night to listen to the root of the wall, and later when the war was fought, Mr. Big took his brothers and sisters to help the victims and rescue the wounded, and he went everywhere to dig out the pockets of the dead and go to the pawnshop to exchange money, and then eat and drink, and take the girls in the village and his little followers to watch the play and listen to the book......"

Jiang Yu and Zhu Yizhi couldn't help laughing.

"No, no, no, the sense of picture is too strong, I'm laughing to death, that's not right, it's completely different from his current personality......"

"Yes, people always grow...... Mr. Cen frowned, "but ......"

As soon as he spoke, the fishing rod suddenly sank, almost pulling Mr. Cen off the embankment!

"Hold, hold!" Fortunately, Zhu Yizhi reacted quickly enough, grabbed Mr. Cen with one hand and hugged Jiang Yu with the other.

"Steady, steady! I've grabbed Mr. Cen!"

"Come on!one!two!three!come again!one!two!"

"What the hell is this fishing that weighs so much!"

The three of them finally dragged the thing out of the water with great effort, and then Zhu Yizhi and Jiang Yu looked at the thing they caught and were dumbfounded-

A person, a woman to be precise, a woman with graceful demeanor but a very embarrassed personality.