Since Huaqing University has visited, it is simply unreasonable not to visit his alma mater.

The next day, Jiang Hua carried some gifts, which were not valuable, but more or less a heart, and the first thing he came to was the School of Foreign Languages, which is the sophistication of human feelings, and when he returned to his alma mater, if you don't go back to your alma mater to take a look, it is easy to be criticized when you say it.

Under the guidance of the students, Jiang Hua came to Dean Huang's office, where the old man was writing something on his desk with glasses.

Jiang Hua gently pushed open the door and said flatteringly, "Old Dean, the students have come to see you, and it's always been good lately."

Dean Huang took off his glasses, looked at Jiang Hua, and said with a smile, "It's you kid, you are going to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, you definitely didn't come to see me."

"The students are full of sincerity, old dean, what you said is too chilling for me."

Dean Huang leaned back in his chair: "Don't talk in front of the Mingren, you kid smile, I know what your idea is."

Jiang Hua put down the gift in his hand: "Old dean, open foreign meat for you, this is the coffee I brought back from Xiangjiang, and the Western-style pastries I just bought from the embassy area, this is just out of the boiler, you can try it."

Dean Huang smiled and said, "Boy, don't look at me as usually very old-fashioned and conservative, just think that I really have no knowledge, I also studied abroad."

Jiang Hua opened the pastry box, and then he didn't pay attention to it, so he made a cup of coffee with the glass on the old dean's table and brought it to the old courtyard.

"Old Dean, try it while it's hot, and you enjoy it too."

The old courtyard took a sip of coffee from the kindness, then took a bite of the cake, and sighed: "I haven't drunk coffee and eaten cake for many years, and I want to be able to eat a piece of cake and drink a cup of coffee when I was studying abroad, which is also a kind of enjoyment."

"Old Dean, I see that you just wrote at your desk, what are you writing?"

Dean Huang picked up the manuscript paper and handed it to Jiang Hua and said, "Aren't I also about to retire, now I have handed over most of my work, and keeping it here is equivalent to being a treasure of the town, I have been busy all my life, and I am bored when I am suddenly idle, someone said to me, or you should write something."

Jiang Hua looked at the manuscript paper: "Which English book are you translating?"

Dean Huang scratched his head: "I want to make a summary of short poems in English in the past 100 years, and I have been translating them for more than a week, and I haven't translated this short poem."

Dean Huang said with some embarrassment: "I know English and French, and I have read a lot of original works in English and French when I studied abroad, and I have also read the translations of Mr. Yang Jiang and Mr. Fu Lei.

Jiang Hua said complimentarily: "Old Dean, you are a talent that has been used by the world, unlike Mr. Yang Jiang and Mr. Fu Lei, you don't need to compare your translation works with the two gentlemen, if you really want to write something, or you should write your own memoirs, write about how you built our country, and write about your mental journey in the past half century."

Dean Huang shook his head: "Forget it, I have also made contributions and created sins in my life, so don't write it out for future generations to laugh at."

"Then why don't you write an English textbook or something, our country is now open, and it will be more and more in line with international standards in the future, English is the first common language in the world, and now the university has begun to learn English in an all-round way, I estimate that it will definitely be promoted to primary and secondary schools in the future, you will write a simple reference book for primary and secondary school students to learn English, and add another brick and tile to the construction of our country."

Dean Huang's face was overjoyed, and he said happily: "Your idea is really good, then I will also use a spare heat to add a learning weapon to the students, the delicious pastries you brought me today, and gave me such a good idea, let's say, if there is anything you want the teacher to help, the teacher will never refuse."

Jiang Hua pretended to be dissatisfied and said, "I came to visit you today, and after reading you, I will go to the School of Materials to do some small things."

Dean Huang pointed and smiled, "Boy, you said the order in reverse, you specially went to the School of Materials

Do something big, and then take a look at me as a teacher."

"Teacher, if you want to say that, you won't have any friends."

Dean Huang was stunned for a moment, not immediately understanding the meaning of this stalk, but after a little thought, he figured it out.

"Okay, since you, a student, are willing to recognize me as a friend, then I think you came to see me today, and then go to do something."

Jiang Hua said happily, "Hey, that's right, I'm here to see your old friend today."

Dean Huang sealed the pastry box, and Jiang Hua said, "Dean Ma, don't you want two pieces again?"

"When I'm old, I'm not greedy for this appetite, and I'll take the rest home to coax my little granddaughter. The little girl loves to eat this sweet and glutinous thing."

Dean Huang put the things in the drawer, and then walked out: "Let's go, let's walk and sneak to the School of Materials."

Jiang Hua hurriedly said, "No, I won't work your old man."

Dean Huang waved his hand: "It's okay, the doctor also told me that moderate activity will help my health."

Jiang Hua leaned on the courtyard and asked with concern, "Are you okay with your body?"

"It's okay, it's just that my blood pressure is a little high, I'm taking medicine, it's no big deal."

Jiang Hua helped Dean Huang to walk out, and Dean Huang asked, "You said this reference book, where should I start?"

"You should have experience in this, you were able to cultivate us who had no cultural foundation back then, and we were able to master listening, reading, and writing, and the reference books were for middle school students, and their foundation was better than ours, so you didn't have a good hand."

"Hahahaha, you have a lot of faith in me."

Jiang Hua smiled and said: "You are a veteran of the education front, I do have confidence in you, let me give you a small suggestion, the reference book should be both intellectual and fun, children like to play, and it should be entertaining."

Dean Huang said with confidence this time: "If you want to say that, I really have experience, I taught my grandson and granddaughter English, and I have a vocabulary of 2,000 before the age of ten, and I like to use foreign language conversations, and I still have good skills in dealing with children."

In this era, children have a vocabulary of 2,000 before they are ten years old, Jiang Hua shrugged and said, "Jiang is still old and spicy, you really let your grandson and granddaughter win at the starting line."