As the saying goes, "The snow is not cold, and the snow is cold." ”

The first heavy snow of the winter brought a beautiful scenery to the garden-like Beijing University, but after the snow, the snow accumulated on the roadside and in the forest was cleared, and when the sky was clear, it melted away little by little, but the temperature on the campus became colder.

The cold wind blows, rolling up the snow particles on the piles of snow, flying and falling like a veil like mist, and the originally clean road surface everywhere will be covered with a layer of crystal.

However, the cold can't stop the enthusiasm of youth.

The campus of Beijing University is full of youthful figures, they either laugh together, or walk alone in silence, compared with the warm weather, the gap is that now when the weather is cold, there are no scholars sitting on the forest benches or the bluestone by the lake with such things.

Early this morning, the area around the Triangle was much more lively than usual.

Because I don't know who, a few more newspapers were posted in the triangle, naming and reprimanding Yang Jingbin and Wen Shuo, the words were fierce, and it seemed that he was quite familiar with the archaeological work of the Han tombs in western Anhui, and stated many of the details.

This matter has been in the undercurrent of turmoil, and it is posted in newspapers from time to time, but it is somewhat obscure, after all, Mr. Yang Jingbin still has an unshakable status and reputation in the minds of his classmates. As it is today, it is almost like pointing out his name in front of the gong and drum, and accusing him of depravity, moral corruption, and accepting bribes from Wen Shuo......

Wen Shuo, on the other hand, was scolded as a profiteer who did not learn and did not know how to do it, blindly pursued copper smell, was rude, behaved perversely, colluded with management personnel in the South Street business district, engaged in commercial monopoly, and used the computer Internet to corrupt the moral ideals and campus life of contemporary students!

What is particularly hateful is that the poor boy who was once stingy and stingy and came from a poor background, after earning a large fortune by unscrupulous means, acted unscrupulously, arrogant to the extreme, trampled on school discipline and rules, ignored fairness and justice, and abandoned the school spirit and spirit of Beijing University in his eyes and hearts, to the point of mutual indignation of people and gods.

At the end of the newspaper, the author of the "short blade" called on all the faculty and staff of the school to gather at the School of Archaeology, Culture and Museums at 10 o'clock this morning, and asked Wu Qingui, the dean of the School of Archaeology, Culture and Museum, as well as the school leaders, and Mr. Yang Jingbin, to come forward to explain to everyone in public......

Although the content of this article is detailed and the rhetoric is fierce, the final appeal is to make the vast majority of teachers and students read it, or disgusted, or sympathetic, or gloating and sneering - if there is no final appeal, everyone can still have a psychologically supportive attitude, and maybe there will be people who are indignant, use the pen as a sword, and write two echoing newspapers, so as to cause a wider range of influence, and then attract the attention of the school.

However, the newspaper finally called on everyone to go to the School of Archaeology, Culture and Museums, and asked the dean, school leaders, and Yang Jingbin to come forward to explain, which was too direct, too naïve, and too unlevel.

A high-level newspaper, you don't need such an appeal from Chiguoguo, right?

Thinking back to last year, Mr. Yang Jingbin used the pen as a knife and two newspapers as a sharp sword, which had the power to open the sky, shaking the campus of Beijing University, rolling up the turbulence, and overturning the sky......

At that time, was there a single word in the newspaper that called on everyone to echo it?

No!

No, you don't!

Jingda is full of talents, and Jingda is full of clear streams......

Why do we need someone to teach us how to do it?

Everyone has their own plans in their hearts!

Therefore, the author of this pen name "Short Blade" wrote this newspaper, not to mention that the literary style cannot be compared with Yang Jingbin, just this last appeal, in the pattern of inferiority, annoying, people can feel his shameful mentality of selling fame.

But even so, at about 10 o'clock in the morning, there were still many students going to the School of Archaeology and Museums one after another.

Most of the students who first went there were in the mood of watching the excitement.

Almost all of them overlook the important point, that is, when there are students gathered outside the gate of the School of Archaeology, Culture and Museums, there will be more students, out of onlookers, watching the excitement, or just thinking about appearing there, at least as a momentum of solidarity, and before they know it, the crowd will gather more and more.

Fortunately, because everyone almost didn't have the idea of making a fuss, it was relatively calm.

Inside the college office building.

Wu Qingui looked at the more and more students gathered outside through the window, showing a touch of worry on his face, and then couldn't help but show a look of crying and laughing, lit a cigarette, and said slowly: "This student of yours seems to be some cunning ghost ideas, but in fact, it is extremely cunning and cunning. ”

"You said last year that he has the appearance of a hero. Yang Jingbin smiled bitterly.

"Traitor!" Wu Qingui snorted softly.

Yang Jingbin thought to himself, this treacherous hat can't be buckled on Wen Shuo's head no matter what-because Wen Shuo is indeed a good boy.

"What do you think of the level of this newspaper he wrote?" Wu Qingui asked with a smile.

"It's okay. Yang Jingbin looked embarrassed, although Dean Wu did not look back at him. But he knew that Dean Wu's question actually meant something, and he wanted him to compare Wen Shuo's article with the two articles he wrote last year.

Wu Qingui sighed and said with a little emotion: "If he didn't know in advance, he deliberately wrote it like this, you and I, like the vast majority of people, should be disdainful of the level of this newspaper." But you and I both know that he writes with a purpose, and if you look at the more and more students outside, the partial students are calm, not noisy...... It is enough to show that Wen Shuo's purpose of writing this article has been achieved. ”

Yang Jingbin was stunned, and faintly felt a chill in his back.

"It's terrible, isn't it?" Wu Qingui looked grim and said: "When it comes to literary brilliance and majestic momentum, his literary newspaper is far from the literary newspaper you wrote last year, and there is no comparison. However, you have all achieved your goal of writing a newspaper. At the beginning, you wrote two newspapers, the momentum was magnificent, the ground was thunderous, and there was the power to stir the waves of heaven and earth, and all the teachers and students were encouraged by your newspapers, and their blood was boiling...... Judging from the people's hearts, especially the hearts of the people, and the control of the development of the situation, you are inferior to him, and moreover, you are far behind! This guy does not care about infamy, but only pays attention to results. ”

Yang Jingbin's expression was bitter and tangled.

According to Wen Shuo's plan and arrangement, Shi Zhixue and his family should come in a while, and Wen Shuo judged that Shi Zhixue and his family members would not only take a thank you letter, but also have something very vulgar and inappropriate like a pennant, which will be sent in front of everyone.

If Wen Shuo's speculation really happens, well, with the current situation, this guy is almost at a loss......

Yang Jingbin didn't know how to deal with himself.

He doesn't have the cheekiness of Wen Shuo, nor does he have the self-contained indifference that Wu Qingui and those school leaders are used to enjoying praise in public. But at this point, I can only accept it head-on-all this is for his good.

Looking at the time, it was already half past ten.

It was difficult to completely calm down, Wu Qingui, who was still a little apprehensive in his heart, frowned, he found that more and more students began to walk from the gate of the college to the college, and in the courtyard, there were also students from the college, who began to clamoring to say something, and the crowd was like a pile of dry firewood, which was poured with gas-oil.

The slightest spark will erupt.

Once it breaks out, it will be difficult to extinguish it, and even if it is extinguished, it will cause a lot of losses.

Reputational damage is the most important thing.

Because human beings themselves are the most intelligent, selfish, and selfish creatures, and the students in universities like Beijing University are all groups with a fairly high average IQ and are inevitably conceited, so any group incident, no matter how wonderful the final handling is, cannot convince them, but only out of their personal intelligence, a compromise after weighing all aspects, most of them will not really be convinced.

Therefore, all kinds of critical voices will continue for a long time.

And this is the last thing the school wants to encounter and see.

Wu Qingui's eyes revealed a touch of expectation and anxiety, and when he looked into the distance, he saw an ordinary black car slowly coming.

His heart that had just hung was slightly lowered.

Because there were too many students gathered outside the gate of the college to watch the excitement, and some students walked inside one after another, the car could only stop outside the door.

Shi Zhixue, his wife, daughter, and parents got out of the car.

In the hands of his parents and wife, they were carrying very cheesy gift boxes, and Shi Zhixue was holding his daughter in one hand, and in the other hand, he was holding a rolled up red pennant, seeing the students gathered inside and outside the college, and then hearing the students' discussions, Shi Zhixue immediately realized something, he opened the pennant without hesitation, and then walked towards the college first, while saying loudly: "Students, please let one let one go...... We are here to send a letter of thanks to Mr. Yang Jingbin and Wen Shuo from the Department of Archaeology!"

Thank?

To Yang Jingbin, and Wen Shuo, send?!

Inside and outside the gate of the college, there was a sudden silence, and all the students looked at this group of five people in surprise, this family of five!

The red pennant, embroidered with yellow letters, is clear.

Benevolence and virtue, resurrection, great kindness...... These words, words, dazzle everyone's eyes and knock on everyone's heart.

What's the situation?

How can Teacher Yang Jingbin and Wen Shuo still be able to rejuvenate and save people's lives? !

They are archaeological, not healing!

The clever Shi Zhixue, after staging such a play in a very cliché but very down-to-earth way, and the most reverie-making one, did not stop to explain to the crowd, because then it would seem contrived and would have the opposite effect.

He took his family and walked into the office building under the guidance of a teacher who had been waiting for a long time.

And Wen Shuo, who had already expected such a situation, or single-handedly planned this scene, was waiting for Professor Song Zhaosheng's flight at Beijing International Airport at the moment.