Lunch was held at the old house of the Ziyu family.

During the banquet, Ziyu Zhongting inevitably praised Wang Yong, and even said the words "There is no way in the world for a long time, and the heavens will take the master as the Mu Duo", which made Wang Yong shake his head again and again, not daring to take this comment.

This was originally used to describe Confucius. Mu Duo is the wooden bell used in ancient times to preach the law, which means: the world has been without Tao for a long time, and God uses Confucius as Mu Duo to command the world.

This is a sentence that is so praised that it can no longer be praised, and Wang Yong does not dare to take it even if it is inflated.

No matter how much modern people criticize Confucianism, no one can deny the fact that Confucianism assisted the Chinese feudal dynasty for 2,000 years. And the source of all this comes from Confucius.

Wang Yong wants to make this comment, but it is only possible to create the same prosperous era that lasts for thousands of years.

Such merits, Wang Yong did not dare to think and did not have the opportunity to think. Wang Yong has not even completed the goal of spreading Chinese culture to the world, so how can he have time to think about what method will last for thousands of years?

During the banquet, Grandpa Xiaoyu rarely abandoned the principle of "eating without saying a word" and chatted with Wang Yong a lot.

Knowing that Wang Yong had a meeting with Zhudian, Grandpa Xiaoyu was slightly surprised.

Because the domestic feng shui sect really has the opportunity to transform feng shui into martial arts, it is also Zhudian. Wang Yong had a good opportunity and met the right person directly.

And Grandpa Xiaoyu even said frankly that Wang Yong's body is like a magic furnace and even he can't do it himself, and Wang Yong's achievements in the future will inevitably be limitless, and it is estimated that he will be able to break the ultimate fantasy of human beings about martial arts.

Xiao Yu heard that a person was sulking, and her grandfather never praised people, let alone praised them with such unsparing words. It's okay to praise others, but it's still Xiao Yu's most annoying guy.

More importantly, Xiao Yu has always disapproved of Wang Yong's marriage to Ziyu Fengqing. thought that with the passage of time, Wang Yong would only go farther and farther away and disappear into the life of the young lady. Unexpectedly, Wang Yong, a shameless man, would get closer and closer, and he was about to become a guest of Ziyu's family.

"Bastard, drink, drink you to death!" Xiao Yu angrily lifted the Coke bucket and took the initiative to pour Wang Yong a full cup of Coke.

Wang Yong was surprised, but he didn't know that Xiao Yu was thinking about the legend of "Coke Killing Sperm" at the moment. Xiao Yu was silently calculating how much Coke to pour Wang Yong in order to make Wang Yong lose the fun of being a man.

In the end, the math was taught by the physical education teacher Xiaoyu, and the banquet ended without a result.

Wang Yong took Yuan Lin and Hu Li'er to prepare to say goodbye, and before leaving, Ziyu Fengqing unexpectedly told Wang Yong a piece of news.

Huaxia donated a batch of police supplies to Myanmar, which was donated through Peng Jiasheng's channels.

Obviously, Huaxia is repaying the favor, which can be regarded as thanking Peng Jiasheng for his support and protection of Operation Southern Attack Blade.

With this batch of materials, Peng Jiasheng can get a lot of political capital, which is much better than Peng Jiasheng's previous plan to return to his old business.

When they got home, Yuan Lin and Hu Li'er, who were well-fed, went back to their rooms to sleep.

Wang Yong was left sitting alone in front of the computer, preparing to give a speech in the open class that would start tomorrow.

It's just that the moment he opened the mailbox, Wang Yong was suddenly stunned.

There was an unread email that came from Enron.

When it opens, there is only a modern poem inside.

"The farthest distance in the world

Not a trajectory between the stars

But even though the trajectories intersect, they are nowhere to be found in an instant

The farthest distance in the world

It's not like you're nowhere to be found in an instant

But before they met, they were destined to not be able to get together

The farthest distance in the world

It is the distance between the bird and the fish

You're in the sky, but I'm deep in the sea."

This is a modern poem that has been widely circulated on the Internet, pseudo-Totagore's name, but was not actually written by Tagore.

An Ran quoted this poem, as if he was saying his final goodbye to Wang Yong.

Look at the email address again, Switzerland.

Wang Yong suddenly remembered that Enron's mother had intended to ask Enron to give up her current police job and go to the University of Zurich for further study.

Enron didn't agree before, but now, it should be a compromise.

This famous university, which has successively produced many Nobel laureates in medicine, chemistry and economics, is only as difficult to graduate as Yan University and Jinghualai, let alone obtain a high degree such as a doctorate. This goodbye will not be seen again for at least five years.

In addition, because of the peaceful matter, An Ran couldn't help but feel a little guilty about Wang Yong. In the future, the two seem to be really as written in the poem, "The farthest distance is that you are in the sky and I am at the bottom of the sea".

Wang Yong suddenly sighed, and his eyes fell on every corner of the house.

It seems that there is also a girl with short hair with ear-length ears, who is smiling sweetly and calling "Brother Wang" at him.

The sound is still in the ears, but people are already separated from each other.

"However, if you want to escape me, I'm afraid it's a little hard. The corners of Wang Yong's mouth flashed with a confident smile. "Even if you hide in Zurich, you will one day hear the name Wang Yong in a corner of the campus, until the whole Zurich campus is full of me. Will you be able to escape that day?"

Click, close the mailbox, Wang Yong began to bury his head in writing tomorrow's open class preparations.

……………………

Friday, September 1st.

The summer vacation is finally over, and the whole of China has ushered in the beginning of the school season.

There was a surging flow of people at the entrance of Tiantai No. 1 Middle School, and various pick-up and drop-off vehicles filled several streets near the school.

There are students, parents, and people from outside the school.

There is no other reason, just because everyone has heard of one thing, Wang Yong will open an open class on the first day of school, and there is a mysterious guest to help.

Wang Yong's open class alone is very rare, not to mention that there are mysterious guests.

So it instantly attracted countless people, and some schools even simply discussed with the principal of No. 1 Middle School whether they could bring students from their school to take a class together.

The principal of No. 1 Middle School is both happy and troubled. The happy thing is that No. 1 Middle School is obviously detached, and it has become a benchmark for Tiantai City and even the entire Qilu Province;

On the one hand, I can only perfunctory the application for admission to the school from all walks of life, and on the other hand, let the bald man and other security guards do a good job of security work, and strictly control the number of people entering the school.

The principal doesn't want something to happen before the open class starts.

Fortunately, the old principal also went out early in the morning and took the initiative to come to the school gate to maintain order.

The status of the old principal in the education circle of Tiantai City is extraordinary, and the originally bustling and crowded flow of people quieted down after seeing the old principal come forward.

Respectfully shouted "Hello old principal".

The old principal smiled and said hello, and tried his best to arrange for the children to enter the school first.

As for the adults who can't get in, the old principal gave a compromise: live broadcast.

As a result, the adults had no choice but to disperse, go home or watch the live broadcast in the store outside the school.

At this moment, a car quietly drove into the school, the windows were dark, and nothing could be seen from the outside in.

Only after the car entered the school, the window slid down a slit, revealing a pair of familiar little eyes.

"The person sitting in the car is a little familiar, could it be the guest invited by Mr. Wang?" said someone who saw it.

"Such small eyes, it should be a star, what is it called? Bi ...... Grandpa Bi!" said the other man with a thigh on the shoulder.

The people around him who heard the rumors rolled their eyes in unison: "Bi your sister! What did Tiantai No. 1 Middle School invite him to do when it opened?

"I think it's Baoqiang! Baoqiang's eyes are also very small!"

"Big brother, Baoqiang has time to do this now? How strong do you have to be a person to encounter that kind of thing and still do activities in a grand manner? Besides, Baoqiang's cultural level, are you sure you can be Teacher Wang's guest?"

"Could that be Sun Honglei, Lin Yongjian, Zhang Jie, Du Haitao?"

People are speculating about the answers, but each one is more unreliable than the other.

And the real answer, no one guessed. Because, people are limited by geography and don't think in the other direction.

In the office, Wang Yong kept greeting his colleagues who came.

It's only been a summer vacation, and it seems like a century has passed. The attitude of all teachers towards Wang Yong has changed greatly, including Zheng Jing, who has always been against Wang Yong.

"Mr. Wang, I am really excited to see your deeds in the East and South Korea!" said one teacher.

"I prefer the episodes of "Mr. Good in China" made by Mr. Wang, when will the next season of "Mr. Good" be produced?

Compared with those, what should really make us awe should be in awe should be the advent of the book "Canon of Chinese Studies". This is the first masterpiece of modern times! It has pointed out the direction for the current mixed Chinese academic circles, and its merits are in the present and the benefits are in the future!" said an old Chinese teacher with a serious face.

"Haha, I bought dozens of copies of the Canon of Chinese Studies, and I am going to send them to the progressive students in our class as prizes. What, for the sake of education, Mr. Wang will help you sign a name?" the head teacher of Class 10 came up and said.

"Old Wu, you stinky and shameless! How can you do such a thing? Teacher Wang, I only bought a dozen copies, and the amount of labor is much smaller. Can you sign it for me first?"

……

In the blink of an eye, the office became the scene of the book signing, and the teachers were obviously prepared. Everyone held a stack of "Canons of Chinese Studies" and asked Wang Yong to sign it.

Wang Yong couldn't cry or laugh, so he could only sit down and sign a book.

Even if Wang Yong's hand was fast, it took more than half an hour to sign.

"It should be gone, right?" Wang Yong said to himself after signing the last book on the table.

I just want to shake my wrist and relax.

Unexpectedly, another book was placed in front of him: "There is another one." ”

The fingers pinching the book are as slender as shallots, and the clean and colorless nails shimmer with a white crescent luster.

Wang Yong subconsciously looked up and saw a long-legged beauty.

Su Yan.

"Who do you want to give it to?" asked Wang Yong.

Su Yan smiled slightly and replied, "Don't give it away, collect it yourself." ”

"Huh?" Wang Yong didn't expect this answer, and was stunned for a moment. Immediately, the worker wrote down his name neatly, and added three words - give Su Yan.

thought that this was the end, but who knew that Su Yan took back the signed book, and suddenly took out a thick stack from under the desk.

"All students in Class 4, one for each person. You've signed for other classes, you can't favor one over the other in your own class, right?" Su Yan smiled softly, like a cunning and charming vixen.