Chapter 12 Chapter Eleven

In the afternoon, the opening ceremony for new students was held in the gymnasium. On the way to the gymnasium, Li Feng kept telling Zhao Jiadi how it was unwise not to attend English class, how bright and charming that young and beautiful English teacher was, from overwhelming the country to bringing disaster to the country and the people to Sinking fish and falling geese, closing the moon to shame the flowers, they basically uttered all the beautiful words, which made this fellow spittle and mouth dry.Zhao Jiadi didn't respond, just wondering if the old principal would say something at the opening ceremony.On the first day of school, Ma Xiaotiao, who had skipped classes to the end, looked skeptical. This time, Shen Han, whose outlook on life, values, and love had parted ways with Li Feng, also made an exception to agree, and suddenly aroused Ma Xiaotiao's interest, and decided to go his own way. An English class must go to see the beauty.In the crowd going to the gymnasium, Zhao Jiadi sharply saw the lonely figure of the old principal, still bent over, hands behind his back, walking very slowly, without a school leader accompanying him.This gave Zhao Jia the first very strange feeling, as if the smiling old Maitreya Buddha had no demeanor when he met alone, and walked desolately in the sea of ​​people with his back, instead, he had a desolate and heroic mood.

"That's the principal of our school." Zhao Jiadi pointed to the old man in the distance. "What? Just the hunchbacked old man?" Li Feng's eyes widened.He has never had face-to-face contact with the elderly like Zhao Jiadi, so he naturally has no special feelings. After all, in this world, no matter whether it is a high-ranking provincial-level official or a business tycoon with hundreds of millions of wealth, he is thrown into the crowd. , Most of them are still the same as Zhao Jiadi, inconspicuous and not irritating. Because the old principal walked slowly, he was bumped and bumped by the excited students who rushed forward. The old man didn't care, and walked slowly.Shen Han immediately took the lead and rushed over, trying to support the leader who could make a lot of vice principals and deputy secretaries break out in cold sweat with a single cough in this school.The old principal squinted his eyes and turned to look at Shen Han, smiled, shook his head slightly, and continued walking alone.

Shen Han scratched his head and carefully followed behind the old man. "This sycophant." Li Feng muttered. Ma Xiaotiao wore MP4 earplugs and ignored him. Each class has a row of male and female students, and Zhao Jiadi again chooses to sit in the last place.Many people carry MP3 or even PSP, and at least one or two magazines and newspapers, for fear of falling asleep. Since the first day they stepped into the school, they have experienced countless dull and boring ceremonies and parties. Hearing new things on this occasion, I am afraid that even the little farts in kindergarten now know the truth of shooting the first bird.

Sure enough, the speeches by the leaders were very rigid, the speeches by the freshmen were very boring, and more than 2,000 people were drowsy and drowsy. Zhao Jiadi, who attended the ceremony with the copy of "The Road to Serfdom", took the time to observe the enemy's situation and found that the counseling The staff has no time to pay attention to the absent-minded students, and then finds out that his class is a tragic existence with the most scarce resources of beautiful women.He took a special look at Zhou Xiaoman's class, and sure enough, the comparison showed that their class was full of beauties. Zhao Jiadi sighed and lowered his head to continue reading, implying that Yan Ruyu was in his book. The old headmaster who spoke on the stage made a low-key turn on the tail of all the college classes.

At the end of the opening ceremony, the old headmaster finally walked to the rostrum without any haste, frightened several school leaders who had been informed that the headmaster would not be on stage, stood up suddenly, and hurriedly gave up their seats.Some of the more than 2,000 young men and women in the audience finally raised their heads, wanting to know what happened, and saw an old man who looked like a doorman stepping on a pair of cloth shoes, took a microphone by himself, walked to the podium, and did not speak. He coughed twice, and said nonchalantly: "Dear colleagues, fellow students, I don't want to speak on behalf of anyone today. As an old man in the school, I can say a few words to more than 2,000 freshmen."

The old man's voice is not loud, but it can clearly reach the ears of everyone in the gymnasium. All of a sudden, there was a lot of discussion in the audience, and they were all whispering. The old man holds the microphone in one hand, and the other hand is still behind his back.He wore thick old school glasses, stepped on a pair of cheap rubber-soled cloth shoes, and was dressed in a rustic hat. He ignored the noise from the audience and continued: "The school district we live in has an inaccurate name—— Yangpu University City. This land has Fudan University, Tongji University, the Second Army University, and Caida University. Speaking of our school, after he finally heard your explanation clearly, he will suddenly realize: Oh, it’s the university that is next to Tongji and the Second Army University. Or wait until one day you go shopping in downtown Shanghai and can’t wait for the bus If you take a taxi to Yangpu University City, the driver must not know such a place, so you have to say, Master, why don’t you send me to Tongji University first.”

The audience roared with laughter. The old headmaster also laughed, but the rostrum, which was full of chatter and laughter, was completely silent, and everyone was silent.The old man gently took off his glasses, wiped them with his shirt, put them on and continued: "So frankly speaking, this is not a university where you can win applause and envy just by saying it. I don't know more than two thousand students How many of them came here triumphantly, feeling that they could be happy and happy after being sad, and I don’t know how many of them came here dejectedly, just getting a diploma, and then went to the society to give Fudan students and The students of Peking University and Tsinghua University do odd jobs, run errands to serve tea and water, etc. In this regard, I, an old man who entered the school when he was 20 years old and never left, still wants to say something from the bottom of his heart. There is only one end in life, but there are many starting points. The first big starting point is from the birth of the mother’s womb. No one can change this. Next, there are two new starting points, and many children will Going from high school to university is regarded as the end of life in advance, which is a kind of irresponsibility. After the age of eighteen, you don’t have to be responsible to your parents, but at least you have to learn to be responsible to yourself. I remember this saying, It was one of your seniors who told me after being drunk once: Even if someone tramples like a pile of mud, you still have to pinch a dog’s tail flower. If I remember correctly, he comes from a poor county, and he owes his tuition every year , and then it was all saved by him getting a scholarship at school and doing four handyman jobs and tutoring during the two holidays, and he saved it for one yuan and one yuan. On the day of graduation, he told me this sentence, and I paid for the drink. Now, this guy who borrowed 512 books from the library broke the school record during the four years of university, maybe in another ten years or so, when he leaves the National Development and Reform Commission and comes to Shanghai, he will be my leader."

This time the laughter was much sparser. The old principal smiled, looked around at the more than 2,000 immature faces in the audience, and said: "I don't ask you to borrow more than a hundred books a year like that senior, I think about thirty books a year is about the same, of course It must be books other than textbooks. To be honest, the books that universities desperately want you to read are not very useful things. The works that you are willing to read, chew, and reflect on are the spiritual wealth that will affect your life. I am an ordinary farmer's son. I was admitted to university with difficulty at the age of 20. I started to be a teacher at the age of 26. I have only proved one thing in teaching and educating people to this day: even a toad can survive for decades. If you enrich yourself every day, sooner or later you will jump out of the pond and eat swan meat. This swan meat can be full of peaches and plums, it can be embraced by beautiful women, it can also be successful and famous, it can be a great name I have a clear conscience and no regrets, and I have been waiting for the day when you don’t feel guilty about yourself. Maybe after hearing this, many students will ask, why do you require such an inconspicuous school? Are we working hard? That’s right, this school doesn’t have the flooded buildings of Chinese universities, nor does it have a few masters who have been ignored by Chinese universities for many years, why?”

The old headmaster paused, pointed at himself, and then pointed at the audience: "On your own." The audience was silent. The old man regained his relaxed smile and said, "Okay, I'm sorry for wasting so much time listening to music and reading newspapers. The meeting is adjourned." Zhao Jiadi had already closed the famous economics book when the old principal spoke the first sentence, and listened to it verbatim. He knew that the senior the old principal was talking about was one of Zhao Sanjin's very few friends who could talk to each other.Eight years ago, he entered the National Development and Reform Commission, had ups and downs, and finally made his way to the top.

Zhao Jiadi didn't understand the ups and downs, let alone the magnificence behind that man, but it was reasonable to be sure that such a man would flourish.He got up and took the plastic chair and left the gymnasium. Looking at most of the new alumni who returned to their frivolous nature after being shocked, Zhao Jiadi remained silent.This is the real life, everyone progresses or slides according to the inertia, more is the frog that gradually dies in the boiling of warm water, so ignorant that they don’t even have the desire to jump out. The old principal still left the venue separately from a large number of school leaders, but this time he was accompanied by a beautiful woman dressed as an office OL. The woman in her thirties was very good and elegant. Zhao Jiadi could only vaguely see a stunning profile and a slim figure. back view.

At that moment, Zhao Jiadi's heart was beating wildly, and he finally bumped into the 80+ goddess.