The next thing that was relatively important for Wang Yong was to go to Fudan Public School to give a speech and talk about being a visiting professor.

At this time, Fudan Public School was a school that important people from all walks of life invested in and valued.

In addition to the principal Ma Xiangbo, there is also the school director Sun Wen, who was supported by Zhang Jian and Yan Fu, and it is not too much to say that it was the birthplace of new thinking at that time.

Wang Yong rode the jingling tram all the way to Fudan College, and even at this time, Shanghai was still a very prosperous international city, with much greater international influence than Hong Kong.

Riding the tram through the streets of Shanghai, the streets are lined up, the buildings of high-style financial institutions that can still be seen in later generations, and the Chinese people in China wearing round felt hats and neat suits on the road, it is a metropolis scene.

Wang Yong looked at this bizarre metropolis and couldn't help but smile a little, some places in the old era were almost only poverty and suffering, but in this Shanghai, of course, there are these, but in this era it also exudes its different charm, with his wonderful stories and history.

He observed the people on the tram including bank clerks, businessmen looking at newspapers, students with glasses, and church girls smiling and talking, and the warm breeze of late spring blowing on Wang Yong's cheeks, and he felt his whole body stretch out.

After getting off the tram and walking a few steps, he came to the gate of Fudan Public School, at the gate of the school, a clear-faced, short old man was waiting for something, the people around him whispered a few words in his ear, he came over with a smile and said, "You are Mr. Wang Yong, right?" It's really a young man. ”

Wang Yong smiled and arched his hand: "I have heard the name of Mr. Ma Xiangbo for a long time, and he is a hero who has made great contributions to the rejuvenation of the country through education." ”

The two walked in laughing.

None of them were surprised by Wang Yong's age, and now they have the most contact with new students, some of whom became professors in prestigious universities in their teens, and there are even more people who served as the backbone of the revolution in their teens. The new young people are shouldering the heavy responsibility of the new era.

The two walked in complimentarily, and the two chatted for a while in Ma Xiangbo's office, during which Ma Xiangbo deeply admired Wang Yong's familiarity with Western politics and economy and the current situation.

It turned out that he just felt that he was groping in a foggy society, with no hope, but he just tried his best to do his duty, shine, and make the future better. But in Wang Yong's words, he felt a vague outline gradually emerge in his heart.

It is more realistic than Sun Wen's ideals, and it is more visible and tangible.

He touched his beard and said, "I wonder what you think of the current situation?" ”

He looked at Wang Yong and waited for his next answer, Wang Yong always talked about the situation abroad, but he always didn't say much about the domestic situation.

Wang Yong said with a smile: "Mr. Sun Wen from overseas said a sentence that I agree with: expel the Tatars and restore China." ”

Ma Xiangbo smiled, and there was no young person who cared about politics who did not support the new party.

Although he did not join the League, he was very supportive of their revolutionary activities.

"Mr. Wang, listen to your experience, you are coming back from the UK, so have you joined the Alliance? I can make a referral on my behalf. ”

Wang Yong just smiled slightly: "The ambition of the alliance is good, but the organization is not strict, and there is no realistic development path, so he can only break the situation, but the subsequent development is difficult to develop well under the intervention of the great powers." ”

"What do you mean?" Ma Xiangbo asked, with a faint guess in his heart.

Wang Yong took a sip of tea: "I plan to spend some time writing the program and action documents, and then form the party myself." ”

Ma Xiangbo was silent, of course, there are many new parties formed now, but most of the revolutionary intentions have been merged into the League.

"Revolution, revolution, you young people want revolution." Ma Xiangbo coughed twice: "Revolution is to turn the house upside down, break it and start over, and it will destroy a lot of things." You young people always want to achieve it overnight, it's not that simple, and that's why I didn't join the League. Moreover, the current imperial court may also carry out constitutional reforms, and the gentry are waiting and seeing. ”

"Manchu, after all, Manchu. If the Han court was in power, it might also carry out constitutional reform and introduce local powerful factions into the central government, but the Manchu Qing Dynasty regarded our Han people as domestic slaves, and these tens of millions of land and hundreds of millions of Li people were just his private property, so how could they be shared with our Han people. Wang Yong said.

Ma Xiangbo shook his head, obviously disagreeing with Wang Yong's ultra-nationalist thoughts: "Your thinking is a bit similar to Zhang Taiyan, Han and Manchu are incompatible. Presumably, the upper echelons of the imperial court will not be so ignorant, after all, they stand high and see far, and they all consider the overall situation of the world, and most of the local powerful factions today are Han officials, and if constitutional reform is carried out, it is impossible not to let these people enter the cabinet. ”

Wang Yong just smiled and didn't speak.

Ma Xiangbo touched his beard and said with a smile: "You have listened to a lot of the words of this old man of mine, and it is also a nuisance, many students must be waiting for you, they must like what you say." ”

Wang Yong said with a smile: "The principal is humble, political differences are not a problem, and no one can compare your contribution to education." ”

Ma Xiangbo stood up with a smile and led Wang Yong towards the auditorium, which was also the most gratifying thing for him to run education.

Watching so many young talents come out of my door, the pride and pride are indescribable.

The auditorium was already full of seats, and many people were waiting for it.

Seeing Ma Xiangbo and a young man walking over with a smile, some of them immediately ran back and shouted, "Mr. Wang Yong is here!" Mr. Wang Yong is here! ”

So the auditorium erupted in cheers, and many people scrambled to squeeze out to see Mr. Wang Yong's demeanor.

Wang Yong and Ma Xiangbo walked through the campus, the green grass and the red brick solemn school building were very architectural flavor of the Republic of China.

Wang Yong smiled and Ma Xiangbo entered the auditorium surrounded by classmates and did their best.

The auditorium was full of people standing inside and outside the auditorium, not only male and female students, but also professors in robes and horse coats, and people from the community.

Ma Xiangbo stepped onto the podium and introduced first: "This must be known to everyone, it is Mr. Wang Yong, the author of the recent Luoyang Paper's "The Rise of a Great Power" series. ”

Enthusiastic cheers rang out from below.

"Okay, let's listen to Mr. Wang Yong's speech." Ma Xiangbo said briefly, then sat in the front row, also looked at Wang Yong, looking forward to his speech.

Wang Yong looked at the students present with a smile: "Hello professors and classmates of Fudan Public School! ”