During the winter vacation, the campus was deserted.

　　The leaves of the yellow kudzu tree were scattered all over the ground, and a few sparrows leaped and flicked, searching for insects in the fallen leaves.

　　 I don’t know which little kid, ran to the school’s basketball court to have fun. From time to time, there were popping basketballs hitting the ground.

Lin Zhuoyun squatted on the sidelines, watching the children playing boringly, and said to Song Weiyang without a word: "I'm really annoying. I shouldn't have promised to shoot a MV, let alone Xifeng canned food. Image spokesperson. Do you know? Even when I was in class, some students asked me if I was Chen Yiyi, and there were even students from other classes who came to listen to the class and watched it. It was even more miserable when I got home. I was so angry that I lived directly at my sister's house."

　　 Lin Zhuoyun’s sister is Lin Wanzi, who is Song Weiyang’s mother-in-law in her previous life.

　　 "Then why did you return to Rong Ping?" Song Weiyang asked.

　　 Lin Zhuoyun said: "It's been half a month since I came back. My sister and brother-in-law have quarreled several times. How embarrassing I am to live in their house."

　　 The reason for the quarrel between father-in-law and mother-in-law, Song Weiyang is very clear.

　　 The father-in-law is a department-level cadre of the provincial government. Because of messing up the relationship between men and women, he was harassed by his husband in the work unit. The influence was very bad. The father-in-law was also punished for this. Later, his career was frustrated and the husband and wife turned against each other, so he went to the sea for business and owed a debt around 2000.

　　 "Then you celebrate the New Year at school?" Song Weiyang asked.

"I am going to go back tomorrow," Lin Zhuoyun smiled, "I'm not here to give the principal a gift, and beg him to help me say something nice on the phone. Besides, it's almost New Year, so I don't believe I will be scolded when I go home. It's not lucky."

　　 Song Weiyang did not answer the conversation, but looked at the front very embarrassingly.

　　 Lin Zhuoyun said: "Why don't you speak anymore?"

　　 Song Weiyang raised his finger and pointed: "That, it should be your dad."

　　 Lin Zhuoyun turned her head and saw an old man wearing a Chinese mountain suit and thick-rimmed glasses, glaring at her. She was so frightened that she panicked and said, "Sorry!"

　　 The old man walked up, his expression was serious and he was not angry or pretentious.

　　 "Dad!" Lin Zhuoyun shouted weakly.

　　 Song Weiyang smiled dryly: "Well, I'm leaving now, goodbye!"

　　 "Stop." The old man's voice is not loud, but it spreads far away. This is a skill that has been practiced as a teacher for decades.

　　 Song Weiyang stopped immediately and greeted him very politely: "Hello, uncle, I am a student of Teacher Lin, and I am asking her for some questions."

　　 The old man asked: "Have you finished consulting?"

　　 Song Weiyang said: "The consultation is over, goodbye uncle!"

　　 The old man asked: "Which professional are you?"

　　 "Ideological and political education." Song Weiyang said.

　　 The old man asked: "Why didn't you go home during the winter vacation?"

　　 Song Weiyang said: "The home is too far, northeast."

　　 The old man asked the bottom line, and automatically switched his accent: "Where is the Northeast?"

　　 Song Weiyang said: "Mohe, hey mom, it's so far away."

　　 Listening to the nonsense of the old and the young, Lin Zhuoyun didn't feel nervous anymore, and even laughed out loud.

　　 The old man changed his face in an instant, and said angrily: "Do you think I haven't watched that MV? Ma Junhao!"

Song Weiyang made a surprised expression: "Oh, uncle, you also like pop songs. I am not Ma Junhao, my name is Ma Qiangdong. The owner of the cannery said that I am handsome, so he invited me to shoot the MV. I was given 500 yuan. The capitalists are so dark. If I know that the cans are selling so well, I will ask them to ask for 1,000 yuan!"

　　 "Are you really a student?" The old man was a little confused.

　　 "Being a teacher for one day, and a father for life. Teacher Lin just called you "Dad". You are my grandfather's generation. I can lie to you and no one can lie to you." Song Weiyang said sincerely.

The old man couldn’t blame any more, he could only start ideological education. He said: “Students want to be like students, they should study hard in school and contribute to the construction of the motherland in the future. Well, you guys, a teacher, a student, skip class and go to another place. What MV was filmed, just to make the bad money, I don’t even know the priority!"

　　 Lin Zhuoyun didn't answer the conversation, she bowed her head and received the training seriously.

Song Weiyang echoed: "Master, you are too right. I have deeply realized my mistakes. Young people like us who are confused should accept the guidance of the older generation of educators. From now on, I We must earnestly learn from the lesson, and we will never fail the party and the people, as well as your old and ardent hopes for our younger generation!"

　　 "Greasy tune, you know it's an old fritters at a glance!" The old man laughed angrily.

Song Weiyang said: "Youtiao is not too old. If you can rebuild and reform successfully, you will definitely become a useful person for the country and the nation. If you break the criminal law, you can still reform through labor, and students can correct their mistakes. What is a university? What is a university? If you make mistakes, if you can make all the mistakes of your life in college and learn from your mistakes, then you will be a good person out of society. Is this the truth?"

　　 The old man nodded unexpectedly: "This makes sense, although it is a perverse. How old are you?"

　　 "Sophomore." Song Weiyang said.

　　 "How about studying?" the old man asked.

　　 "Mid-upper, it takes a lot of hard work." Song Weiyang said.

　　 "It's good to recognize your mistakes and shortcomings," the old man waved and said, "Go, study hard later."

　　 "Hey," Song Weiyang smiled and bowed as if he was amnesty, "Uncle, Teacher Lin, I'm leaving now."

　　 Before Song Weiyang turned around, the old man suddenly said, "Wait!"

　　 Song Weiyang said depressed: "Master, what else can you advise?"

　　 The old man said: "Since you are studying ideological and political education, how many have you seen "Das Kapital"?"

　　 Song Weiyang said: "I haven't had time to read ~lightnovelpub.net~ The old man said: "University is not the same as high school. Not only do you have to attend class and listen carefully, but you also need to read more related learning materials. "Das Kapital" must be read, and "Selected Works of Mao" must also be read. It is best to learn a foreign language and read the original work of "Das Kapital". "

　　 Song Weiyang said: "My master's lesson is that I will read "Das Kapital" immediately!"

The old man said: "In addition to "Capital" and "Selected Works of Mao," we should also read some Western philosophical works. Although these Western works may not be correct in their views, they can be used to learn from others. It is still very important to learn from each other and make up for it. Yes. Young people have to broaden their eyes and not be too closed. The world belongs to you after all, and the development of the country and the nation also depends on young people."

　　 "Listening to your old remarks made me startled, I must study hard and strive to be a socialist newcomer!" Song Weiyang nodded repeatedly.

　　 "Well, go ahead." The old man waved.

　　 Song Weiyang ran away.

　　 Lin Zhuoyun looked at his disappearing back, and suddenly laughed: "Hahahahaha!"

"What are you laughing laughing!"

　　 The old man replied: "I have become a teacher, and I still think about running away from home all day long. I see, this student is more enlightened than you, and people can correct it if they know their mistakes!"

　　 Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "Dad, he is the director of Xiao Song who asked me to shoot the MV."

　　 The old man was stunned, and suddenly became furious, and said in a foul language: "This bastard, you have to kill him next time you catch him, and take my daughter!"

　　 Song Weiyang, who had run away, suddenly realized a problem.

　　 The soft light filter in the MV is like that, and it can be recognized at a glance. The "fans" of Dr. Ma in the deep city should be very chatting topics.