At 12 o'clock in the morning, Lu Zelin did not leave the office, he was waiting for someone.

At 11 o'clock, Qian Dali, a famous professor in the Department of History, called his office and told Lu Zelin in a very stern voice that he would come to Lu Zelin's office to talk to him after school.

Qian Dali is a master in the field of history, and Lu Zelin has a half-teacher friendship with him.

In the past years, Qian Dali has become famous all over the country, Lu Zelin is still unknown, and Qian Dali has promoted Lu Zelin several times. Therefore, the latter is very grateful to Qian Dali.

Lu Zelin admires Mr. Qian very much.

He knew that Mr. Qian Dali was rigorous in his studies, very strict in self-discipline, and very strict in his requirements for students. The most intolerable thing for Qian Dali is that students are half-hearted and careless in their studies.

This time Qian Dali talked to himself, and Lu Zelin already knew that it was for Xiao Fei's frequent absences from class.

Lu Zelin smiled bitterly in his heart.

He said in his heart, Xiao Fei, Xiao Fei, I seem to have explained to you many times, right? I asked you not to be short of money as much as possible for Dali's classes, if you have to do so, you also need to go through the standard procedures to ask for leave, why don't you listen?

Now, here's the trouble.

"Knock knock—"

There was a knock at the door.

Lu Zelin said in his heart, here, this should be Mr. Qian's teacher asking for guilt.

"Please come in!" Lu Zelin said this, and had already stood up from his seat, bypassing the table and facing the door. The door opened, and the lean Qian Dali walked in.

"Director Lu, didn't bother you, did you?" Qian Dali's eyes were stern, and he glanced at Lu Zelin, with undisguised dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Lu Zelin's heart sank, Qian Dali used to call him "Zelin", which seemed kind, but now he directly calls himself a position.

"Ahh Money old. You sit, you sit! I've been waiting for you. Lu Zelin hurriedly and enthusiastically let Qian Dali sit down on the hospitality sofa, and made him tea.

Qian Dali waved his hand and said:

"Don't be busy, I'm just coming to talk to Director Lu for a few words, and I'm going to leave when I'm done."

Lu Zelin hurriedly sat down, made a gesture of deferential listening, and said:

"Ahh Money old. You say, you say! ”

Qian Dali said: "The freshman named 'Xiao Fei' has been absent from class so many times this semester and rarely comes to school, do you know this situation?" ”

Sure enough, it was for Xiao Fei, and Lu Zelin's heart tightened.

"I know, old Qian, let me explain it to you, okay?" Lu Zelin said to Qian Dali with a smiling face.

"Director Lu. It seems that as I expected, you are really appeased and nurtured! What else to explain? What's there to explain? Shouldn't such a student who blatantly tramples on school rules and does not abide by school discipline be expelled directly? How can a privileged student be allowed to override fairness and morality? Director Lu, I'm really disappointed in you! Qian Dali sat up straight and scolded sharply.

"Old Qian, you are right in your criticism. But, but. I think Xiao Fei should be regarded as a special student, a department, a school, there will always be special cases, right? Listen to me, okay? Lu Zelin laughed respectfully.

"I know. Xiao Fei is a very famous young writer who has written several books that sell well, Director Lu, just by virtue of this, he can become a special student in your mind? Qian Dali sneered.

Lu Zelin wiped his head. The air conditioner in the office was on, and he was drenched in sweat, which showed that Qian Dali was under great pressure on him.

Lu Zelin said: "Mr. Qian, the influence of our history department in China is not as good as a year, the students who apply for our department are generally not the best, and even, there are very few candidates who apply for our department directly, most of the students are transferred, these students come to the history department of Peking University, but for the signboard of Peking University, how many students go to the history department of Peking University to dedicate themselves to historical research?" ”

"This year, our department has finally recruited such an excellent student as Xiao Fei, in the spirit of buying horse bones, I also want to train him to become a living signboard of the history department of Peking University, he is branded with the label of our history department, the more famous he is, the greater the influence, our history department will also be proud of it, I want to rely on him to attract more good students to be interested in history, let them like history, and choose to apply for the history department of Peking University."

Lu Zelin poured out his heart and lungs, talking about his good intentions.

Qian Dali frowned and listened to Lu Zelin's words, and his face softened a little.

He knew that Lu Zelin's words were right, and the Department of History of Peking University had indeed been a little lonely in recent years.

However, Qian Dali believes that Lu Zelin has exaggerated the decline of the history department, and why is the history department unbearable to the point where it has to rely on a student to boost its reputation and influence?

"Zelin, I know your starting point may be good, but, I think, your approach is completely wrong, our history department is a place to train historical researchers, historical research is a very lonely thing, we don't need to rely on any signboard to grandstand, we can rely on the profound background of the history department of Peking University to attract students who really like history!"

"Also, for whatever reason, it's not right for you to accommodate a student! My suggestion is very simple: I hope the department will give Xiao Fei a harsher punishment, I think it's not bad to be on probation, what do you say? ”

Qian Dali expressed his opinion on Xiao Fei's treatment.

In his heart, he was full of evil feelings for Xiao Fei.

Qian Dali believes that Xiao Fei is the kind of student who is arrogant and arrogant, and such a student should be fired directly, so why let him stay in the history department.

He felt that Xiao Fei only had a diploma at most in the history department, and it was impossible for him to devote himself to studying history.

Peking University is not a place where you can mess around.

If you don't want to study hard, it's better to leave early.

"Qian Lao, I don't think it's good." Lu Zelin shook his head.

Are you kidding? Give Xiao Fei a punishment of probation, is this to drive Xiao Fei out of the history department? Qian Dali, I'm still old!

Lu Zelin sighed in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Qian Dali's eyes widened, making Lu Zelin feel that the old man exploded all over his body like a hedgehog.

"Xiao Fei once assured me that his academic performance will never lag behind, and even, he will try his best to stay at the top of the department, Qian Lao, I think as long as Xiao Fei's academic performance is passable, we can let him go, for different students, we need to teach them according to their aptitude." Lu Zelin said weakly.

After saying that, he felt that he had something to say, and hurriedly added: "We can look at his exam results this semester, and if his grades are very poor, I will definitely criticize him for education." ”

"Hey, hey!"

Qian Dali looked at Lu Zelin and sneered twice: "Director Lu, is this your attitude?" ”

"Yes...... Yes. Lu Zelin said.

"Okay, I know, I'll talk to Xiao Fei at noon, if he is really the kind of stubborn student, I don't mind bypassing the department and reporting this problem to the school." Qian Dali stood up.

Such a small thing should be reported directly to the school.

Lu Zelin felt speechless.

"Old Qian, okay then." Lu Zelin was also a little angry, and this sentence was a bit blunt. Anyway, Xiao Fei, he is going to die.

Qian Dali brushed his sleeves away.

Lu Zelin maintained a courtesy send-off.

After Qian Dali left, Lu Zelin's face fell, he returned to the desk and sat down in annoyance, frowned and hesitated, but still called Xiao Fei.

"Xiao Fei, I'm Lu Zelin, where are you?" The phone was connected, and Lu Zelin asked.

At this moment, Xiao Fei was accompanying Xu Fengjuan to dinner.

"Hello Mr. Lu, I'm eating, are you okay?" Xiao Fei said.

Lu Zelin briefly described the content of the conversation with Qian Dali just now, and said to Xiao Fei: "Xiao Fei, after you have eaten, go to Qian Lao's office at about one o'clock, have a better attitude, explain to him well, and try your best to seek his understanding, but the old gentleman is not very good-tempered and pedantic, you should be patient and respectful, and treat him more." ”

"I see, Mr. Lu." Xiao Fei agreed to come down.

Xiao Fei felt that Cao Zi was going to see Qian Dali with him, so why should the other party talk a little bit about it?

Not long after the meal, Xiao Fei received a call from Cao Zizheng.

The other party told him that he was waiting for him in the office now.

Xiao Fei first went to the Chinese Department to meet Cao Zizheng, and then the two rushed to Qian Dali's office in the History Department.

As a well-known historian, Qian Dali has his own separate office, which also has a lounge in it, given his age.

Xiao Fei naturally never came to Qian Dali's office.

But Cao Zizheng was familiar with the door, and knocked on Qian Dali's office door with Xiao Fei.

Qian Dali was a little surprised by Cao Zizheng's arrival, he didn't expect that Cao Zizheng would accompany Xiao Fei to find him. It seems that Cao Zizheng has a good relationship with Xiao Fei.

Qian Dali was a little annoyed: Why did one or two ignore their principles and defend this kid named Xiao Fei in every way?

After sitting down on the couch.

Qian Dali chatted with Cao Zizheng for a few words, and then pulled the topic to Xiao Fei.

"Teacher Qian, I heard Xiao Fei say that you were a little dissatisfied with his performance, so I specially brought him over to apologize to you this time." Cao Zizheng said with a smile.

Xiao Fei also hurriedly apologized to Qian Dali obediently: "Qian Lao, I'm sorry!" Actually, my favorite is your lecture on ancient Chinese history, although I am busy with mundane affairs, I still try to find time to listen to every lecture you give you, your lecture is really amazing, every time I listen to your lecture, I have a deeper understanding of historical research. Today, I was also in a bit of a hurry, and I didn't have time to come back to listen to your class today, and now I regret it. ”

"However, Mr. Qian, I have carefully studied all your works, and I have memorized all your opinions, and I can even memorize them backwards."

Xiao Fei is already trying his best to curry favor with Qian Dali, anyway, he doesn't want money, so how about throwing it out to make the old man happy. (To be continued......)