Without waiting for Yang Fan to speak, the old man with tears in his eyes just now suddenly asked, "Xiaoyou, can you tell me who made this poem?" ”

The name in the afterglow was just about to blurt out, and the next moment, Yang Fan was suddenly dumbfounded. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoSuddenly, this poem was written for the centennial celebration of Ningbo University in the afterglow of 02 years, and now it is 99 years......

Suddenly, Yang Fan suddenly felt that the sorrow of the prodigal son was full of his own sorrow.

Just this poem, if you want Yang Fan to say that you did it yourself, that is, you don't feel sorry, and you believe it yourself, I'm afraid that the old man in front of me will also slap him into outer space.

The old man was looking at the bell tower in the middle of the north building that was paved with a layer of creepers, and the color of remembrance became more and more intense, and he just muttered that the prodigal son had returned to the north, and when he turned around, he was no longer green silk, but a white head. Ivy climbs all over the North Building, is it the vine? Or the sorrow of the prodigal son.

At this time, the old man seemed to be stuck in memory, and he didn't care about Yang Fan's daze expression at all.

While the old man was distracted, Yang Fan tried hard to think about how to make up a credible story for the old man.

However, Wu Deguang next to him has been in Ningda for many years, so naturally he is not as deeply touched as the old man next to him, and he has the leisure to ask at this time, "Who wrote it, but I said it?" ”

After thinking about it for a long time, I couldn't think of a suitable reason, and now that I was asked by Wu Deguang, Yang Fan simply spread his hands and said helplessly, "I don't know who it is, but I heard an old man standing here before, and it sounded very touching, so I wrote it down." ”

"Touch...... yes, touch. The old man next to him seemed to be nostalgic and said, his expression was slightly reminiscent, and he sighed and said, "I think I am also an old alumnus who has been away from home for many years, I don't know who has this literary talent......

Not to mention whether the literary style is not literary or not, just this same touching scene is enough to leave a deep impression in the hearts of the old man.

"I haven't heard of anyone coming back lately." Wu Deguang next to him frowned and muttered, like a memory, thinking about it for nothing, his eyes still turned to Yang Fan, "Do you know who he is?" ”

Yang Fan said, "I don't know, I've seen that side." ”

The gray-haired old man asked, "Can you remember the whole story......?"

Pretending to be a memory of hard work, Yang Fan said in embarrassment, "There seems to be a bronze bell of the iron tower in the back, listen, the bell of the alma mater is deep like a mother's voice, calling for the return of the prodigal son who returned late." It seems to be there, but I don't remember exactly! ”

"The prodigal son returned to the north, and when he turned back, he was no longer a green silk, but a white head. Ivy climbs all over the North Building, is it the vine? Or the sorrow of the prodigal son...... The bronze bell of the iron tower, listen, the bell of the alma mater, deep like the voice of a mother, calling for the late prodigal son to return from overseas......"

After repeating it twice, the old man said with a little disappointment, "It sounds like a lot is missing, but it's a pity." ”

"Hi ......" At this time, Wu Deguang suddenly slapped his thigh.

Whether it was the old man or Yang Fan, including Lin Yao and Li Xiaoyan, who had been watching Yang Fan strangely and communicating with the two old men, they were all startled by Wu Deguang at this time.

Several people turned their eyes to Wu Deguang, and saw that he seemed to suddenly understand, "I haven't introduced it to you yet, this is Yang Leshan, a distinguished professor at the Massachusetts Institute of Technology, an authority in polymer research, and the ...... who came back to help this time."

As he spoke, Wu Deguang also winked at Yang Fan.

Well, this age-inappropriate blinking action, combined with Yang Leshan's identity as a polymer expert, made Yang Fan believe that he came back this time probably because of a new discovery in graphene research.

"Leshan, this kid is still a family with you, his name is Yang Fan, and he is the young man I told you about before."

Wu Deguang first introduced Yang Leshan, and then introduced Yang Fan, as for the two little girls not far away, he didn't know either, even if he knew, there was nothing worth noting, so there was no need to introduce.

For their age, status, and what a freshman from Ning University, it is not a reason to be noteworthy for a long time.

Yang Leshan's identity surprised both Lin Yao and Li Xiaoyan, they all arrived at the university, and naturally knew the status of MIT in the world, and the outstanding professors there were probably very respected existences in the Ministry of Education.

For Yang Leshan, Yang Fan knows a little more than them.

Yang Leshan, academician of the American Academy of Sciences and the Academy of Engineering, has won the highest scientific award in the United States, and is now the president of the overseas association of the Ningbo University Alumni Association.

"Oh......" After listening to Wu Deguang's introduction, Yang Leshan was also immediately interested in Yang Fan, looked at him carefully, and asked, "Which department are you in now?" ”

Speaking of this, Wu Deguang was annoyed, "Don't mention it, I was sent to the School of Economics by Zheng Kunji's old boy very early." By the time I reacted, it was all a foregone conclusion. ”

"Ah......" Yang Leshan was obviously surprised by this news, the previous research on graphene, didn't it mean that this kid thought? I couldn't help but ask, "Did you go to the School of Economics?" Why are the people in our School of Physics eating, what is already a foregone conclusion, if it doesn't work, just grab it, is it that I have been away for many years, and the status of physics at our Ningbo University is not as good as that of the School of Economics......"

Lin Yao and Li Xiaoyan listened to the two of them talking, and they were speechless for a while.

Yang Fan's escort seemed to have gone through the back door before, and it was enough for them to feel incredible, but now there are still signs of robbery in the School of Physics, especially when he said this, he still sounded like he was from Ning University, but he was an outstanding professor at MIT.

What the hell is going on?

The two girls looked at Yang Fan next to him with confusion, and at this time he was helpless, and they couldn't help but pout.

Sentimental!

Of course, Yang Fan was helpless, he wanted to go to the Faculty of Liberal Arts, and he didn't want to stay in any School of Economics, not to mention the Faculty of Physics......

No matter what Yang Fan thinks, after listening to Yang Leshan's words, Wu Deguang is like a hedgehog with a fried hair, "Compare the School of Economics with the School of Physics?" No kidding, our School of Physics is the first in the country, and it's good that they can be in the top five! ”

Yang Leshan raised his eyebrows, "Since that's the case, why don't you rob people?" Aren't you still scared? ”

Wu Deguang has the character of an old boy, and it is obvious that he can't stand the excitement, so he immediately said, "Rob, go back and look for Zheng Kunji's old boy, just look at the strange thinking, obviously a good seedling for experiments, and can't let the School of Economics delay." ”

Are these two professors?

Listening to the conversation between the two, what robbed people and didn't rob people, whether it was Yang Fan or Lin Yao, Li Xiaoyan was a little messy.

After talking about robbing people, Wu Deguang looked at Yang Fan and said, "By the way, Yang Fan, come in with me and tell you something......

After listening to Wu Deguang's words, Yang Fan confirmed that there was really a breakthrough in the research of graphene, although he only mentioned graphene, and the others had little to do with him, but Yang Fan was still happy to hear this.

The group walked into the North Building, which was full of creepers.

(To be continued.) )