Looking at the big words on the blackboard, everyone in the audience was talking about it. Even the teachers sitting on the side of the rostrum looked at the scene in front of them with some astonishment, they naturally knew that Govin was not satirizing the people present when he wrote a few words, but were these words really the title of his speech? Didn't Hang Jian say that the topic of today's speech was about creation? Thinking of this, the teachers all looked at Hang Jian, and then saw Hang Jian's expression of gloom.

Hang Jian's mood was naturally not very happy, and he finally waited for this xiaozi to start speaking, but he didn't expect him to do such an unexpected thing, and what is the difference between such behavior and the sensationalism of the "New Zhou Evening News". At this moment, Hang Jian finally wondered if his decision to invite Govan to give a speech was wrong.

This xiaozi is so good at tossing!

Seeing Gewen's words, Su Buqing nodded, and the others focused their attention on the meaning of those words, but Su Buqing noticed that Gewen's words were very imposing. A hint of curiosity appeared on his face, and at the same time, a feeling of anticipation arose in his heart.

What do you do next?

There was an uproar in the audience, but Govin didn't pay attention to it at all. He put down his hand, took a few steps back, tilted his head to look at the words he had written, and when they looked okay, he nodded, turned around and walked back to the podium.

He threw the chalk in his hand on the podium, clapped his hands, and then looked up at the audience who were talking about it, and said casually: "There are only two kinds of people in this world: one is a person like me, the other is not like me, and I am a maverick pig." ”

Belch...... Someone compares themselves to a pig?! Everyone in the audience felt a little confused by the second monk.

"I don't know if you've fed pigs or cows? Pigs, cows, and cows are actually very intelligent, and even if no one feeds them, they know exactly how to live. They will roam freely, eat and drink when they are hungry and thirsty, and talk about love when the day comes......"

Hearing what Govin said funny, many people couldn't help but laugh out loud.

"But since there were people, the life of every cow and every pig has taken on a theme. For most of them, this theme of life is tragic: the former is about work, the latter about long-roux. ”

"It turns out that you just want to grow a rou!" A low voice came from out of nowhere in the hall that had begun to calm down, and then a suppressed burst of laughter erupted near the voice.

Govin was unmoved, and still said calmly:

"There are very few pigs and cows, and their lives are arranged in other ways. In the case of pigs, breeding pigs and sows have other things to do besides eating. As far as I know, they don't like these arrangements very much. The task of the breeding pig is to match, in other words, our policy allows it to be a huahua son. But the tired breeding pig often puts on a kind of upright gentleman posture that only the rou pig (the rou pig is castrated), and refuses to jump on the back of the sow. The task of the sow is to give birth to the young, but some sows have to eat the piglets. In general, the arrangement of people makes the pigs miserable. But they accepted it: pigs are always pigs. ”

Most of the people present were students from Fudan University and other universities, so they were no strangers to giving speeches. In their university careers, they don't know how many lectures they have listened to and how many Chinese leaders in various fields they have met. Speakers are no strangers to the means of using stories to interpret their thoughts like Zhuang Zhou.

But Govin seemed a little different. Unlike the sincerity and gentleness of the other speakers on the podium at Fudan University, Govin does not seem to have the solemn and indoctrinal appearance that a speaker should have. He was so calmly chatting about something that seemed to be very vulgar, just like he usually played in the dormitory with a few shirtless roommates, natural and leisurely.

Gradually, the whispered laughter disappeared, and everyone listened curiously to Gowen's words coming from the loudspeaker in the hall.

"Making all kinds of settings for life is a unique quality of people. Not only set up animals, but also set themselves. We know that there was a Sparta in ancient Greece, where life was set up to be boring, and its purpose was to make men outlaws, and nv people to be fertility machines, the former like some fighting jī, the latter like some sows. These two types of animals are very special, but I thought they would definitely not like their lives. But what if you don't like it? Whether it is a human or an animal, it is difficult to change one's fate. ”

Govin finally brings the topic to the point:

"The pig I'm talking about here is a little different. This pig was fed by the intellectuals, and in terms of name, it was a rou pig, but it was dark and thin, and its eyes were bright. This guy is as agile as a goat, and a one-meter-high pig pen can jump over; It can also jump on the roof of the pigsty, which is like a cat - so it always wanders around and doesn't stay in the pen at all.

……

When it has its fill, it jumps on the roof to bask in the sun or imitate various sounds. It will learn the sound of cars and tractors, and it will learn all the same; Sometimes it disappeared all day, and I guess it went to a nearby village to look for a sow.

All in all, all the people who have fed the pigs love it, like its maverick style, and say that it lives a chic life. I don't just like it, I've never seen such a pig from Xiao to my adulthood, so I respect it and call it "Brother Pig". This pig brother will imitate a variety of sounds. I think it learned to speak, but it didn't -- if it did, we could talk to our hearts. But it can't be blamed. The sound of a man and a pig is too far apart.

……

Later, Brother Pig learned to howl a whistle, a skill that caused him trouble.

We have a sugar factory there, and we blow the whistle once at noon to make the workers change shifts. When our intellectuals went to work in the fields, they heard the whistle and came back from work. And my brother pig always jumped to the house at ten o'clock in the morning to learn the whistle, and the people in the field heard it and came back - it was a little hour and a half before the whistle of the sugar factory.

Frankly speaking, this can't be all blamed on Brother Pig, it is not a boiler after all, and there is some difference between screaming and whistle, but the educated youth insist that they can't hear it.

Therefore, the leadership held a meeting, and condemned Brother Pig as a bad element who sabotaged the net farming, and wanted to take dictatorial measures against it. At first I was not worried about it - because if dictatorship were ropes and pig-killing knives, there would be no mén at all. It's not that the previous leaders haven't tried, and a hundred people can't catch it. Dogs are useless: Brother Pig runs like a torpedo and can knock dogs out of the way.

Who knew that this time it was real, and the instructor brought more than 20 people, holding a 54-style pistol; The deputy instructor led more than a dozen people, armed with a musket from Kanqing, and hunted it in the open space outside the pig farm in two ways.

This led me into an inner conflict: according to my relationship with it, I should have rushed out with two pig-killing knives and fought side by side with it, but I felt that it was too shocking to do so—it was a pig after all; There is another reason, I don't dare to stand up to the leadership, I suspect that is the problem. Anyway, I'm watching from the side.

I was very impressed by Brother Pig's composure: he calmly hid in the line between the pistol and the musket, and let people shout and be bitten by dogs, and did not leave the line. In this way, the person with the pistol will kill the person with the musket, and vice versa; If both ends fire at the same time, both ends will be killed. As for it, because the target xiao, it's mostly fine. After going around in circles like this, it found a loophole, crashed headlong into it, and ran extremely chicly.

I saw it once again in the sugar cane fields, and it had fangs and knew me, but it didn't allow me to come near it anymore. This coldness saddens me, but I also approve of keeping its distance from those with ill intentions.

In the more than twenty years I can remember, I have never seen anyone other than this pig dare to ignore the settings of life so much. On the contrary, I have met many people who want to set up other people's lives, and there are people who are comfortable with the lives they are set to live. Because of this, I have always missed this maverick pig. And deep down I decided that I wanted to be such a maverick pig too! ”

After Govern finished telling the famous essay of Wang Xiaobo, the scene was quiet.

A seemingly crude story that made everyone present start to think and reflect.

Do I have the maverick of being that pig? This question slowly surfaced in the depths of many people's hearts.

If you want to live a chic and happy life, you should have the courage to break free from some unnecessary constraints and stick to your own ideas. Those who stick to the rules and are content to be "set" will only end up being a group of ordinary pigs, or jiao mates or grow up or give birth.

Each person is an independent individual, and everything he does should be a maverick. But there are so many "well-wishers" in the world, so many people who like to set rules, who instill all kinds of things into us and ask us to strictly abide by them. And so, the shackled dance began, and a tragedy began to unfold. As a result, the original edges and corners were gradually smoothed out, and the original edge was gradually dulled. As a result, all living beings are like pebbles on the banks of a river, numb, sleek, and sluggish.

When the first applause sounded very abruptly in the auditorium, many people looked at the source of the sound very blankly, and then they saw an old man with a white smile on his face - that person was Su Buqing.

Ge Wen naturally knew Su Buqing, and when he saw Su Buqing applauding him, Ge Wen nodded with a little reserved and a little shy smile.

Now that he has finished telling the story of this maverick pig, he will start the stormy accusation that he has been planning for a long time, and when the time comes, it is a big question whether Mr. Su can applaud himself from the bottom of his heart like now.

But no matter what, it was Mr. Su Buqing's enlightened Xiong Shirt and Fudan University's extensive education system that allowed him to step onto this stage and instill his thoughts into everyone present. For this reason, I have heartfelt respect for the old gentleman and this school.

I just hope that my hard work will not be in vain! Deep down, Govin was not sure if he would be able to achieve his desired goal.

At this time, the applause in the auditorium had already sounded again.