Chapter 331, like!

"The second thing my grandfather taught me was to do things. Doing things is what we call curing diseases and saving people. A person's character is important, and so is his ability. If he only has character and no ability, he is just a good person who does nothing. There are many such people. If there is only ability, there is no character. He is a scum who has brought disaster to the country and the people. There are also many such people. There is only one kind of person that our society lacks: people with both character and talent. I hope you can all be like that. ”

Qin Luo glanced at the first row where Li Yonggang and the other school leaders were seated, and said with a smile: "Thank you Dean Li Yonggang and Director Xiong Zhi for their kindness, because this report will be sudden, so I don't have any preparations." ”

"Of course, that's not to say that you haven't been prepared. I've thought about preparing for it -- but after thinking about it for a long time, I really don't know what to report to you. I did so many things, but they were all reported to you by Director Xiong first. I'm not as eloquent as him, and I'm not as good as his literary talents, and even if I say it again, I'm not as good as he said. So, let's talk casually. In this way, if you have any questions you want to ask, you can raise your hand, and a staff member will hand the microphone to the selected students. I don't think you will have an opinion, right? ”

"Nope." The students in the audience said in unison.

"I'll just say it. This guy is not like anyone else. ”

"Haha. Where's the report? It's an entertainment quiz scene—"

"Today is not in vain. I had a lot of questions for him. Now I've finally seized the opportunity-"-

No one likes to listen to a one-man show, and if you can participate in it yourself, everyone's enthusiasm will be even higher.

You don't see that there are many singers holding concerts, and those artists always shout on stage: "Can you sing this song?" ”

Fans shouted from the audience, "Yes." ”

The artist said, "Then let's all sing together, okay?" ”

The fans in the audience replied, "Okay." ”

So, after the whole concert, the artists didn't sing a few songs, but they were all sung by the fans. Fans pay for tickets, which means that they get a chance to shout loudly in public.

The stars are relaxed and casual, and the fans roar happily. The two sides are willing to love each other, and the atmosphere is not harmonious.

Under the arrangement of the student leaders of the department, there is a person holding a microphone in each aisle to prepare. As long as the selected students are selected, someone will send the microphone over.

"The first question, let's give it to a girl." Qin Luo said with a smile.

"Give me me—"

"I want to. Teacher Qin, I want to ask you-"

"Ahhh

Qin Luo glanced around, pointed to a girl with short hair on the far left, and said with a smile, "Give it to her." ”

Soon, a student cadre sent the microphone to the short-haired girl.

"Teacher Qin, I want to know, do you watch "Super Girl"? Do you like Li Yu Chūn? ”

Qin Luo said with a smile: "I don't watch "Super Girl", and I rarely even watch TV. However, I know Li Yu chūn. I don't like her, and I don't hate her. I defend her right to manifest herself, which is her due human right. I don't think she shouldn't come into this world because she doesn't like a person or someone—"

"Thank you, Mr. Qin." The short-haired girl smiled happily. "There's one more question I want to ask—"

"Don't ask. If you ask, we won't have a chance to speak. ”

"Yes. It is. The old lady still wants to confess. ”

"Take the microphone. Take her microphone. ”

The girl's words immediately caused a wave of dissatisfaction, so her microphone was picked up by the student cadres who were guarding the side.

The second person who got the opportunity to ask a question was a boy, he was still a little embarrassed, and after clearing his throat nervously, he said, "Teacher Qin, why do you like to wear robes?" ”

"I don't like it." Qin Luo said very frankly. "Sometimes, I also find the robes a bit troublesome. However, I still wear it on my body every day. ”

"I did it because I wanted to show my attitude. The attitude of support for the ancient Chinese culture of Kuibao and the god jīng, a nation that has stood for 5,000 years. Just because it's old doesn't mean it's bad. A long time does not mean that it is backward. I wear a robe just to remind myself and those around me that there are things that we shouldn't forget and discard. ”

"Teacher Qin, are you going to wear a robe for the rest of your life?" The third girl asked curiously.

"No, it won't." Qin Luo shook his head. "When most of you wear robes to support Chinese culture, I will wear suits."

"Why?"

"Because I want to remind you that we should be open to new things from the outside world. Arrogance or seclusion from the country will lead to backwardness. ”

This has always been Qin Luo's style, and it is also what he has preached in front of the media again and again. This time, he was still untired of speaking out in front of the students who supported him.

He can't influence everyone, he can only try to influence the people around him first.

Again, applause almost toppled the roof of the auditorium.

"Qin Luo, do you think Chinese medicine can still be saved?" This time it was a teacher from the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine who asked the question. Influenced by the enthusiasm of the students, some teachers also began to raise their hands to ask questions.

"Traditional Chinese medicine is the foundation of the Chinese nation's health and disease, and it is also the treasure and backbone of Chinese culture. Unfortunately, this spine is terminally ill and in crisis. Qin Luo said with a smile. However, this is not an excuse for us to abandon it. We have an ancient saying in China, called: people walk the way, horses walk the road. Since TCM cannot explain itself perfectly, it becomes a little unconfident and wants to follow a path that is not suitable for them. ”

"Traditional Chinese medicine itself was not born from science, but it is now taking the road of science and Western medicine. It is unrealistic to use TCM to study issues such as molecular composition, and it undermines the complete theory of TCM itself. The backbone of Chinese and Western medicine is completely different, but both are reasonable, and if they have to be combined, it may cause deformities. But if you learn from it, it is possible to develop it perfectly. ”

"The child is on the wrong track, and it is still our child. All we have to do now is to pull this child back from the wrong path and into the right path. That's what I'm going to do, and that's what my students are going to do. Qin Luo looked at the students in the audience and asked, "Are you confident?" ”

"Yes." The students in the audience shouted loudly.

"They all still have faith. Therefore, Chinese medicine can still be saved. Qin Luo said with a smile-

This was the most lively and interesting excellent teacher report meeting in the beginning, and everyone was excited, and their emotions were extremely high. In the end, even Li Yonggang couldn't bear the loneliness, took the microphone and asked a question, 'Qin Luo, if you don't become a teacher, what career do you choose?'

There are things about teaching, about Chinese medicine, about life and ideals, and about love and friendship.

The students' questions are more and more tricky, and each one is more difficult to answer. However, Qin Luo was answering them one by one in his own way. There are even many girls who took the microphone and shouted emotionally after being selected, 'Teacher Qin, I love you'.

This kind of confessional episode on the spot always provokes round after round of high cháo, with students whistling in support and solidarity with the brave actions of these girls.

"Teacher Qin, I saw the article "Battlefield Danger" in the "Huaxia Rì Daily" - I am very curious. I want to know, do you like Wang Jiujiu in your heart? A girl held the microphone and said with a smile on her face.

Qin Luo was stunned. Everyone was stunned.

Some people have also asked Qin Luo about love before, but most of the questions they asked were how to pursue the girl they liked or choose what their girlfriend should value her the most.

He is acting as a bystander to solve other people's doubts, and those feelings and loves have nothing to do with him.

This is the first time a student has asked him a love question on the spot, in front of school leaders, teachers and countless students, asking him if he likes one of his female students.

This time, he became the protagonist of the problem. And he is the one who answers the question.

The atmosphere of the audience froze.

Everyone held their breath, afraid that their voices would break the silence of the moment. Everyone looked at Qin Luo with wide eyes, for fear of missing his every expression. Everyone listened attentively, they were waiting—waiting for Qin Luo's answer.

Like? Or don't like it?

A difference in the number of words will judge the fate of a woman.

Xiaohua's hands were clenched into fists, and her eyes were shining and she looked at Wang Jiujiu beside her. Wang Jiujiu's eyes looked directly at the black figure on the stage, because the distance was too far, she couldn't see his face clearly. But she seemed to know clearly every expression that should appear on his face-

Her face was calm, but her body was trembling slightly. The earbuds had long been taken off and put in the bag, because the force was too strong, and the hand holding the phone was miserable white.

She is also waiting for that answer.

Qin Luo was silent. Smiling. Hesitant. Hesitating.

He didn't know where Wang Jiujiu was sitting, but he knew that she must be sitting under the stage and watching herself.

Do you like it?

That's for sure. He couldn't accept her, but he couldn't deny it, he actually liked this persistent and brave girl who dared to love and hate.

He laughed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, like a child who likes to play pranks.

He looked into the microphone and said in a clear and bright voice, "I like it." ”

Wow -

The crowd went crazy.

Screams, applause, slapping chairs, whistling, and women's weeping—all the sounds were intertwined. It's not a presentation, it's more like a high-to-the-top Christmas celebration ball. All of them were desperately venting their excitement and joy in their hearts. Do whatever it takes.

In the chaotic and noisy cháo, a girl sits quietly.

She was smiling. But he burst into tears.

(PS: 300,000 red tickets are just the beginning.) Your winds never stop. ）