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Sikong Banyu waved his hand and motioned Ni Qingling not to speak. He looked up at Chen and said, "what you want to do has been finished. Next is our business. How about another place to talk?"

Chen Wenxian took a deep breath, stood up and said, "let me say a few words."

"Well..." Sikong half language nodded and stopped talking.

Chen Wenxian glanced at everyone, and finally fell on Wu Mingde, the dean of the College of Arts. He said in a loud voice: "what Chen did here today, do you feel more angry and disgraced? In such a big college, there is no one who can stand up and ask Chen for advice. What do you know about blushing? "

All people dare not speak when they hear the words. In their own territory, they are actually pressed on the ground and rubbed. To say that they are not angry, it is false. In life, which one doesn't need to be thin. However, Chen Wenxian beat them to pieces in the field they are good at. Even if they are unwilling to do so, they can only bear it. Who makes himself not the opponent of others?

In particular, Wu Mingde, the dean of the college, was embarrassed at this time. As the head of a college, no student lecturer or professor could stand up. How could he have any face?

"Ha ha, Chen knows that your heart is unwilling, but there is nothing to do. You can see what has become of such a big college of Arts. Now you can see what it has become. It is a mess of smoke and martial arts, no communication of literature and no integrity. After half a study, you start to think that you are right. Students do not have the knowledge of students, and teachers have no teacher's responsibility. If you go on like this, who will provoke Liang Zi in my Chinese literature? Are you worthy of the dozen sages here? "

"Open your eyes and see clearly that you walk here every day. These sages are watching you in and out, and you But only to see this stone carving scenery, have you seen their expectations, have you seen this heroic spirit? Have you ever felt the spirit of a writer? "

The crowd was silent, and they were speechless. Indeed, today's literary world has long lost its integrity. All people are running for is no longer to carry the road of literature, but to carry gold. How many people today are willing to devote themselves to the road of literature to complete their lives, and more are looking forward to opening the door of gold addicts, enjoying the glory of human relations, and even abandoning all the so-called scholarly atmosphere and becoming vulgar It's unbearable.

As a matter of fact, we all know it well. Just like the show off in front of others, we often tell our best side and show it, so as to gain the envious and envious eyes and praise of others. However, the bleeding part in my heart is deeply hidden, which can not be seen by any one. It is said that it is tacit or in the heart The dark.

"Maybe many of you have been thinking about Chen's identity! Why Chen talks about things you are waiting for. Unfortunately, I'm sorry to tell you that because Chen has the qualification, because this is the ancestral precept, and the name Chen Wenxian, some of you may have some reflection, because the origin of Huaxia Normal University was founded by this person. "

"As a descendant of Chen Wenxian, Chen always remembers the ancestral precepts. This is the Holy Land in the literary world. No matter when and where, no matter how the years change, this place will always be the place for preaching and preaching, and it will always be a holy place. To this day, Chen Mou is really distressed to see the present China Normal University. I really can't imagine how my predecessors would feel when they saw this scene. "

As soon as this statement was made, everyone looked at Chen Wenxian with astonishment. His predecessor was the founder of Huaxia Normal University? How could that be possible? Why never heard of it? Some people know more or less about the history of this school, but few people have heard of Chen's question about who he is.

"You Are you Mr. Chen's descendant? " Wu Mingde looked at Chen Wenxian with wide eyes. It was incredible. As the president of the college, he was very clear about the origin of Huaxia Normal University. Just after hearing the name of Chen Wenxian, he felt a little familiar. Now listening to Chen Wenxian's report to his family, he finally remembered that Huaxia Normal University was called the normal school of Beijing Normal University in the pre Qing Dynasty Zhang Baixi, the Minister of management of China Normal University, was in charge of it, while Chen Wenxian was the supervisor sent by the emperor. However, he lived in a very simple way and rarely revealed himself before others. Therefore, even in the history of Huaxia Normal University, it is only a passing note.

But Huaxia Normal University has been popular, with a dark supervision, guiding the way of Huaxia Normal University, so that it will not go astray, preserving the holy land of literary preaching. But over the years, with the demise of the former Qing Dynasty, Chen Wenxian and his descendants did not appear in this school again, and they were regarded as unofficial history. They did not care too much about it. However, they did not expect that today, the legend appeared in front of their own eyes.

Chen Wenxian snorted, looked at Wu Mingde and said, "it seems that no one knows, at least you know the existence of my supervision. Chen doesn't have much time today, so I don't have much time to scold you. But I tell you, if Chen comes back next time, this place is still so bad, Chen would rather destroy it than let you vagabonds destroy the integrity and honor of the predecessors. "

With that, Chen asked Xian to turn his head toward Sikong and continue: "go! Let's talk in another place, where Chen doesn't want to see more. "Sikong Banyu stood up, shrugged his shoulders, and made a gesture of invitation: "clear it!"

"Ah..." Wu Mingde looks at Sikong Banyu and Chen Wenxian as they leave. He opens his mouth to say what he wants to say, but he can't say a word, while others dare not say more.

When they walked out of the school gate, Chen Wenxian's face showed a relieved look, glanced at Sikong Banyu, and sighed: "all that should be done has been done, ha ha I'm just a little guilty. After all, I didn't do my duty as a supervisor. After all, I saw its changes over the years, but I didn't really turn it around. "

This school is just like its children. If the wood is tied, the rope will be straight, and if the gold will be sharpened, it will be beneficial. However, he will ask for salt, but he will have to suffer. He can only watch these changes, but he can't do anything about it. If it had not been for the dying moment, I was afraid that I would not dare to stand up and say these words. Between a drink and a peck, it seems that many things have been doomed, or Destiny.

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