"Chen Fuyun, I can see that you like Teacher Xia's class very much." Chen Fuyun was listening carefully to the lecture, Tang Xiaoyu glanced at his staring appearance, smiled slightly, and there was a bit of ridicule in her tone.

"Hehe, don't really say it, I've been interested in politics since I was a child, and before the old man left, he passed me a book, guess what?" Chen Fuyun came back to his senses, looked at Tang Xiaoyu and smiled, and deliberately sold a Guan Zidao with interest.

"I often hear you talk about the old man, as if you respect him very much, is it your grandfather?" Tang Xiaoyu asked with a smile.

"It's my master. My grandfather passed away the year I was born. We haven't seen each other a few times, and he knows how well he is, so he might be able to remember me, but I can't remember what he looks like anyway. Chen Fuyun shook his head and said lightly.

"Oh. What kind of book is the book that the old man passed on to you? Tang Xiaoyu let out a thoughtful sigh, and then asked with a smile.

"Guess." Chen Fuyun continued to sell Guanzi.

"Is that the world's best-selling celebrity quote?" Tang Xiaowei smiled brightly.

"Clever." Chen Fuyun was slightly stunned, and then praised lightly.

The old man taught him martial arts for ten years, and from beginning to end, he insisted on a "practice martial arts first and be a man". In the general environment at that time, the flaunt of being a man was naturally to learn from the great founding leader, and the red booklet that almost everyone in the country had was a generous gift from the master before his death.

"That classmate, why are you talking there, are you discussing the problem?" Xia Ningyun, who was standing on the podium lecturing, suddenly stopped, looked at Chen Fuyun, and asked a little seriously.

"Report to the teacher, we're not discussing the problem." Chen Fuyun was also single, stood up, and replied very realistically.

Maybe Chen Fuyun's words were too straightforward and too realistic, as soon as his words fell, there was laughter below, and 90% of the whole class looked at him.

"If you're not talking about things, you're gossiping? Before the class, you and I had three chapters of the Dharma, do you remember? It was estimated that it was really rare to meet such a simple student as Chen Fuyun, but Xia Ningyun was not angry, but just helped the black-framed glasses and said lightly.

"I don't remember." Chen Fuyun shook his head.

There was another burst of laughter, and even Xia Ningyun, who wanted to make a little serious expression with a straight face, couldn't help but laugh a little.

This student is too straightforward, isn't he?

It's okay to see that his expression should be straightforward, if he changes his appearance, Xia Ningyun really can't figure out what kind of person this guy is.

"One of my prompts is that if you are chatting in class and the teacher calls me out, come to the podium and give me a fifteen-minute lecture. Of course, for those fifteen minutes, I was your student. Xia Ningyun smiled slightly.

"Okay." Chen Fuyun nodded without thinking, simply and straightforwardly, just giving a lecture, as long as he was not allowed to go to Professor Mao's office for training, it was a trivial matter, and it was easy to come by.

Although the people sitting at the bottom are all college students, when Chen Fuyun was working in the big night market in Beijing, he was also a supervisor in a beautiful manner, and he also had twenty or thirty junior brothers on hand.

Chen Fuyun strode up to the podium, and then Shi Shiran saluted Teacher Xia, and he didn't know who took the lead in applauding, so that when Chen Fuyun just smiled and faced more than 150 college students, the applause was continuous, and now the atmosphere is very warm.

Chen Fuyun stood with a smile, even a person like him with a thick skin like a city wall, in the face of this kind of scene, he was actually a little nervous.

It's just that when his gaze swept to the corner where Tang Xiaoyu was, looking at her bright and slightly expectant eyes, he took a shallow breath and waved his hand, and the audience suddenly fell silent.

When Teacher Xia Ningyun sat in the seat where Chen Fuyun was sitting just now, and the audience was silent, Chen Fuyun retracted his gaze, cleared his throat, and said loudly: "Hello students, I am Chen Fuyun, a student of Shadow Art Class 155. ”

Chen Fuyun's voice was loud and full of energy, but when the three words "Chen Fuyun" popped out, many college students who couldn't hold back their laughter as soon as he came on stage finally couldn't bear to laugh and burst into laughter.

Chen Fuyun!

This guy really has a good name.

In the words of the more fashionable recently, this name is too down-to-earth!

Chen Fuyun smiled, quietly waiting for everyone below to finish laughing, and then continued to speak: "Just now, when I was communicating with Tang Xiaoyu, I talked about a sentence that my master said to me, I changed it and gave it to you, five words, called teaching first, teaching first, all of you who are doing it are college students, and the future pillars of the talent should understand the meaning of these five words." ”

The laughter and ridicule below suddenly stopped, and many people secretly gasped.

That's a lot of information.

But what everyone is concerned about is the relationship between Chen Fuyun and Hua Tang Xiaoyu, the first school of Suzhou University.

Chen Fuyun smiled faintly, and continued lightly: "Teacher Xia gave me fifteen minutes, and I will use these fifteen minutes to tell a story to my classmates." ”

In the next fifteen minutes, Chen Fuyun was talking and laughing, telling a story about "the old man and two apprentices in the mountains" to the college students below.

"Fuyun, a person can live a plain and innocent life, but if he lives, he can't lose his faith, which is the foundation of human life in the world. Old man, I am a party member, I have followed the party for 50 years, and if I don't have a backache, the party has always been my faith. ”

"Gou Yu, you bring the old wine that I have brewed for thirty years, and tomorrow the clouds will go to the capital, and we will drink some of it today, which can be regarded as practicing for this calf."

"Fuyun, you are a smart child, the old man grew up watching you, in my life, I am still very accurate in seeing people, you have studied martial arts with me for ten years, I should teach, and I will hand it over to you, before leaving, the master has nothing to give you, this booklet, you take it." Take a good look, there is great wisdom in it that you will never use up in your life. ”

When the old man said this last sentence, his face was as white as paper, and he coughed up blood again and again.

……

Some words are a little sensational when I think about it, and between the lines, in Chen Fuyun's voice, there is a different kind of affection.

When Chen Fuyun said it with a smile, his loud voice was a little trembling and choked, and finally when his mind was almost full of the old man's tough back and bright voice and smile, Chen Fuyun paused, and finally didn't say anything more.

He looked up at the snow-white ceiling, then bowed deeply to the students in the classroom, and said, "My story is finished, thank you." ”

With that, he strode up and walked towards his seat.

Tang Xiaoyu stood up, her autumn eyes were shiny and shiny, as if with tears in her eyes, she smiled slightly, and took the lead in applauding him.

Then there was Zhang Xiaoyu, whose eyes were as red as rabbits, and then Teacher Xia Ningyun, who stood with a smile, and finally, everyone stood up and applauded Chen Fuyun.

Some stories may be vivid and unique that a university professor can tell.

But some stories should still be told by inconspicuous little people. That's very bland, very real, very moving......

is like coming out of the mountains, Chen Fuyun, Chen Gouyu and the story of his master.