After Ni Hui left, Yan Buwen thought that although he had some guesses in his heart and knew who instigated it, it was in vain if there was no evidence. Pen %Fun %Pavilion www.biquge.info pack up and go out.

About the meeting time on Cao Lingyuan's invitation, it should be today, and I rushed to a school before noon, and the name of this school is very familiar to Yan Buwen, Daxia University. The meeting place is arranged in the restaurant next to the school, and the first meeting is at the school gate.

In less than an hour's drive, Yan Buwen arrived at the gate of Daxia University, looked back and forth, and did not see Cao Lingyuan, and then looked at the invitation, and after confirming that it was today, Yan Buwen looked at his watch again, it was only past nine o'clock, I am afraid it was early. I didn't have to come to today's party, but I was idle, and I had at least someone I knew at this party, Su Wenjin, who was also a colleague in the future.

Entering the school, because Yan Buwen was wearing a long shirt, after entering the school, many students who came and went smiled and nodded when they saw Yan Buwen, probably thinking of Yan Buwen as a teacher. The school is not big, there are only a few buildings in total, including teachers' office buildings, student teachers' accommodation buildings, canteens, etc., and there is probably only one teaching building. On both sides of the road, students set up many tables, and banners were erected with bamboo poles on both sides, or banners were hung on trees, and the banners read: Down with the warlords, the Northern Expedition will be victorious, the warlords are the vampires of China, and the foreign powers will be blasted out of the land of China, etc.

There were many students gathered around each table, and some of them handed out propaganda pamphlets about the Northern Expedition, which were full of the warlords' crimes against China, exposing the ugly faces of the warlords, and then there were the invasion of the foreign powers, the inaction of the warlords, the collusion, and the raccoon dogs. The words were eloquent and affectionate, and the emotions of the students were quickly mobilized. When Yan Buwen was passing by, many students stepped forward to distribute the pamphlets, and Yan Buwen glanced at them and held them in his hands.

Passing by a table set up by a student, this one was much more modest than the others, except for three tables, not even a banner, and the table was full of stacks of pamphlets, and several students in the back, three men and three women. One of the girls looked anxiously into the distance and said, "Why hasn't Mr. Dai finished class yet, alas, I knew that I was waiting for him last night no matter how late it was, and he came late today, and he went to class, what should I do?" ”

"Just find a gentleman to write it, or I'll write it." A male student said.

"Oh, don't you write, the words don't look good, what are you writing for? You wait, I'll go to the office and see if there are any other gentlemen. The girl said.

"Isn't this a gentleman?" A male classmate had sharp eyes and saw a man in a long shirt walking by, so he hurriedly stepped forward to stop him and said with a smile: "Hello sir, I don't know if Mr. has time to help us write a banner?" ”

Yan Buwen looked at the male classmate, and then the remaining five classmates also gathered around, and then one of the female students said, "Sir, help." ”

The six students were looking forward to it, so Yan Buwen said, "How can you help?" ”

"Great." The female classmates were very happy when they saw Yan Buwen agree, and then pulled Yan Buwen to the back of the desk, pointing to a rectangular red cloth on the table, with eight white square white cloths pasted on it, "Just write on it." ”

A male student polished the ink and then handed over the brush, while another male student whispered, "Sir, are you a teacher at our school?" ”

"It's not!"

"Huh?"

"That's a classmate?"

"How can there be a student who doesn't wear a school uniform."

"Oh." The students were chattering, and suddenly felt a little apprehensive in their hearts, how is the writing level of this person in a long robe? If you don't write well, you might as well write it yourself.

So several classmates glanced at each other, and then one of the female classmates whispered, "Sir, how is your calligraphy level?" "It doesn't matter if it's a teacher in this school, there is definitely nothing to say about the words that can be a teacher in this school, but not necessarily for others.

Yan Buwen said: "Why don't you find a piece of paper, I'll try to write it, if it's not good, how about you change people?" Yan Buwen also knew the thoughts of these students, so he thought of a compromise plan. At this time, a male classmate hurriedly pulled out a piece of paper, so Yan Buwen wrote the word "smell", which was full of tension and demeanor.

"Good!" The male classmate couldn't help but praise when he saw this word, the level is enough, it is definitely enough, and it is much better than the teacher at the school, it is estimated that even if Mr. Dai comes, it will not be able to compare to this gentleman's words.

"Sir, please help us write a few words."

"I'm sorry, sir, don't mind what I said just now." Female classmates, male classmates were pleasantly surprised, and they were lucky to have a good level of calligraphy when they pulled it casually.

So Yan Buwen dipped some ink and said, "What do you write?" ”

Yan Buwen also smiled in his heart, of course he didn't bother with these students, he just thought it was interesting, calligraphy Yan Buwen naturally didn't say, even Ye Lao thought it was good, it was really good.

The classmates thought for a while, and then said, "How about driving out the warlords and returning my China?" ”

"You're not adapted from the League's program, are you?" The male classmate asked.

The female classmate urged: "How can you think so fast, this is already very good, okay, hurry up, people's activities have been started for a long time." ”

"But I always feel that the "expulsion" is a little too weak, and the expulsion may still have to come back. ”

"Then hurry up and change it, what words will it be replaced with?"

"Alas...... It's hard to imagine. ”

Yan Buwen watched these classmates discuss for a while without coming to a conclusion, so he said, "How about eliminating the warlord?" ”

"Hey, this is good, hurry up and write." The female classmates all thought that this was okay, so they urged Yan Buwen to write it quickly.

Yan Buwen wrote eight big characters on the banner: Destroy the warlords and return my China! Iron bones, momentum!

"This is good, this is good, hang it up quickly." The three male students hurriedly hung the banners on the branches on both sides, and the three female students watched below, thinking that this gentleman's handwriting was really good, and it was a feeling to see him write just now, and now it was another feeling to hang it up, and it felt like teachers from other schools who came to our school to find someone.

Yan Buwen saw that they were done, so he took his leave. was about to walk around the school, and after walking a short distance, the female student who had just shouted Yan Buwen for help hurriedly ran up and said, "Sir, go slowly, give!" ”

Yan Buwen saw that the thing handed over by the female classmate was a wartime propaganda brochure, so he smiled and said, "No need, I already have several copies in my hand." ”

The female classmate smiled: "It's different from everyone else, take it" and then the female classmate turned her head back, not forgetting to wave goodbye.

Yan Buwen smiled, I didn't know what the difference was between what the female classmate said, so I opened it and found that there was a small gift inside, a small silver bookmark made of metal, very beautiful. Yan Buwen put the booklet away and continued to walk forward.