Reborn Cultural Empire

This time the incident happened suddenly and quickly, and maybe a few students would discuss it in private, but in an environment where the top leaders were unanimously silent, it did not cause any more disturbances.

On the contrary, the students in Class [-], after experiencing this incident, had a vague posture of twisting into a rope. When they grabbed the football field and basketball court after school in the afternoon, they were also very imposing. In history, there has never been a class like the third class, where teachers and students collectively beat up social youths, and it is said that after beating people out of problems, they can still let it go.

This is also when the students in the third class have a different sense of identity with the class, they are a little more arrogant towards the students in other classes.

However, one of the most important protagonists in the incident, He Yue, the leader of the third class, did not have such a childish complacency, but fell into entanglement instead.

Because the one who saved his position as head teacher was actually Yang Yi, a student he had never been used to.The punishment that should be recorded as a demerit was changed to an understatement of verbal warning.

verbal warning?Isn't that nothing?He Yue was a little dazed when he heard the result, but after Sun Shangfang told him, "This time you are considered to be honored by your student", he was even more confused.When the vice principal said this, he still had a mocking expression, maybe it was a joke from the leader to his young subordinates, but for He Yue, who had already made up his mind to make achievements in the teaching career, there was a feeling of being pushed from the precarious position. I don't know where to start with the emotion of being rescued from the cliff.

So on the second morning after getting the final results, He Yue, who came to the school to urge the students to take foreign language self-study, saw Yang Yi enter the classroom, for the first time, he did not ignore Yang Yi, but looked at him with complicated eyes. The boy glanced.

Yang Yi looked at He Yue, and seemed to be nodding his head to say hello, but he didn't seem to. He could understand the teacher's awkward mood. Instead, Yang Yi smiled generously and called Teacher He, which was regarded as Say hello.

He Yue was obviously not prepared enough, and he actually stood still at the door. When he secretly scolded himself for losing his position, Yang Yi had already passed by with a smile and entered the classroom.

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Entering November, the students who get up in the morning can no longer see the blue sky and white sky, but the shadowy and dark tones. Every second, there will be withered and yellow leaves swirling and falling on the roadside, in the desolate and boundless world. In the cold, the first winter day is approaching.

Rogo hasn't contacted him for a while, and it seems that the investment plan of the book city is not going well, but Yang Yi doesn't care about it, he has completely put aside his homework these days, and is almost going all out to catch up on the manuscript .

It is said that there are no less than five or six thousand readers who wrote to Siyue Culture and asked when the second volume of "Those Things in the Song Dynasty" will be published.The editor in charge of this book would smile wryly every time he saw several bags of letters from readers piled up in the corner of the office, but Yang Yi had no interest in these things at all, so he could only put them there and put them on hold.

The adaptation of "Shen Nong Code" is much more difficult than "Song Dynasty" which imitated "Ming Dynasty". The latter two are historical books after all, and the main line of the book is the main line of historical development. First, it takes a lot of effort to look up historical materials, and it is just a process of reading and adding references.But when it was changed to "Shen Nong Code", those weird plots and those twists and turns of the main story line, in the case that Yang Yi didn't want to copy the whole book, he had to rack his brains to conceive and change it.

Therefore, the progress of this book is three points slower than that of "Song Dynasty".

Yang Yi may not have thought about it, whether it is too thankless for him to do so, there is always a bit of a bitch, and the ridiculous psychology of wanting to set up a memorial archway, since he has imitated these books, future authors will write another one It will also be said to be a follow-up work, and it is very possible that they will not write at all due to the butterfly effect.

In this situation, what are you still struggling with?

Let’s talk about it later, Yang Yi comforted himself with a wry smile, if the funds are still not in place before the end of the year, it is estimated that they can only completely copy a super popular book such as "Ghost Blowing the Lamp".

And because of the lack of time, and Yang Yi's nostalgia for the warm quilt in the cold weather, he thought of dropping out of school again. Now in school, all his tasks seem to only appear in class, but What he did has nothing to do with his identity as a high school student. Under such circumstances, is it necessary to stay here?

"No, you don't have to think about it." Yang Yi knew that this matter was unreasonable to his mother, so he detoured to Yu Pu. If he had the principal's help to intercede, his mother's work would be easier. many.

only……

Yu Pu's demeanor and tone when he refused was like cutting off someone's head with a dragon-slaying sword, which made people feel disgusted: "You have not graduated from a high school, but after you graduate...you are a graduate from a high school. You can do your own things, but put away other ideas as soon as possible."

Then, without waiting for Yang Yi to explain the difference, Yu Pu sighed again: "You can't study science now, and I won't force you. In this way, during the three or four classes in the morning every week, I will find someone to give you a separate class." Xiao Zao, don’t you just focus on the history of humanities and philosophy? Have you heard of Mr. Ji Tangdan? He is an honorary professor of Yuezhou University and the honorary principal of No. [-] High School. I invite him to come and give you extra lessons.”

Yang Yi's pupils shrank suddenly, and then he lost his composure: "Is it Mr. Ji? That Mr. Ji who is called the master of modern Chinese studies?"

Seeing Yang Yi's rare gaffe like this, Yu Pu finally felt some mischievous emotions of "Scared you boy", but seeing the boy's eager expression, he stopped being naughty and nodded affirmatively: "It's Ji Old man, we in the Yuezhou cultural circle, Mr. Ji, who is also known as the master of calligraphy and painting, Mr. Shen Song."

"He will be the honorary principal of No. [-] High?" Yang Yi shook his head, feeling a little unbelievable. If he could really invite this old gentleman to teach him, then it was inevitable that he would stay at No. [-] High.

This is a well-educated man known as the legacy of the masters of the Republic of China.

In life, all the good things we encounter in life are counted in seconds.How can such a good teacher be missed?

"Okay, you go and do your work. If there are no special circumstances in the future, you still have to go to school. In addition, this weekend, remember to visit the old man with me." After this incident, Yu Pu's restraint on Yang Yi seemed I also relaxed a bit, no longer admonishing through various channels as before.The headmaster probably also saw that what is used on ordinary students may not be correct for Yang Yi.

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No special circumstances to come to school?What if you have special circumstances?

For example, now, this is Friday, and Rogo, who had disappeared without seeing anyone for almost two weeks, suddenly appeared outside the third shift.

"Yang Yi, there's a fat man looking for you. Damn, he's really fat." A group of little girls chirped and laughed at Rogo outside the classroom, but the fat boss was so focused on beckoning to Yang Yi that he didn't notice himself. Became the object of girls' laughter.

"Can I ask for leave?" Except for the classroom door, Yang Yicai found that Rogo's face was not happy at all, on the contrary, it looked a bit ferocious.

"Well, what's the matter?" Luo Ge admired Yang Yi's unflappable appearance at ordinary times, but now he felt very disgusted when he was anxious, so he dragged Yang Yiyi: "Go to the book city. "

Reading city?

Some confused Yang Yi was stuffed into the co-pilot by Rogo, and he walked for more than half an hour on the streets of Yuezhou, where the taste of Jiangnan is getting less and less, and the atmosphere is getting more and more modern, and he came to a factory in the old city. forward.

National Cotton Factory?Yang Yi's heart lit up, and he couldn't help looking at Rogo with scorching eyes. Mr. Fat was a little smug when he saw Yang Yi's delighted eyes, and he didn't realize how funny it was to show such an expression in front of a young man.

The two got out of the car and walked in. The machine inside had stopped roaring, and the old guard at the door glanced at them, still basking in the sun.

"I just got the news from a friend in the city that this factory has been merged into a private enterprise in Jiangning, but the land is still in the hands of the municipal government. What do you think of it as the address of the bookstore?" Rogo pointed at the deserted place in the distance. The half-person is tall with dry grass, and there is contemptuous pride in his eyes: "Because it was built as a factory by Hongqi Enterprise back then, the construction life of the factory building has reached the standard of public buildings. Now that the structure is strengthened, it will be a good model for the hall of the Book City."

Then he pointed to the open space inside the factory: "Will such a large area be developed as a cultural square to complement each other?"

Following Rogo's instructions, Yang Yi was in a trance for a moment. The factory building in front of him was located at the junction of the new and old urban areas of Yuezhou. Outside was the thriving secular life. But it is so desolate that it seems to be forgotten by the world.

In later generations, this place seems to have been built into a bustling city business district?Yang Yi's memory also became a little uncertain, the wall blocked the sight, but it was difficult to block the sound, the car's horn, the motorcycle's accelerator, the bicycle bell under the wall, mixed with the unique soft words of Wuyue Land, came one after another. It gave Yang Yi the illusion of being out of this world.

There is not a single intact window in the red brick factory building covered with vines; the iron window lattice is so far away, and the rust stains on it can still be seen clearly; on the potholed basketball court in the distance, the wooden backboard cannot see the original color. Expose the dark inside... Is this place, which is so desolate and somewhat unreal, about to become the foundation stone of the Empire State Building?

"Brother Luo, I'm afraid it's not easy to get this piece of land?" Although he was really satisfied in his heart, the more this happened, the more Yang Yi didn't dare to get carried away, just because he wanted to be the one who had the last laugh.

"The news in the city has not been released yet, I got it from inside information." Rogo has been smoking, seeing Yang Yi's cautious expression, he suddenly exhaled heavily: "Now wait for the Siyue Culture After the mortgage loan is approved, the land is ours."

Thinking culture?Mortgage?

Yang Yi's pupils dilated instantly, and he turned his head slowly, looking at Rogo in surprise.

"In the past half a month or so, I've had a lot of connections and made a lot of effort." Rogo squatted down. Fatty squatting is always a bit laborious and funny, but Yang Yi didn't find it funny at all. There is only a desperate silhouette: "But sometimes, your hard work is like a fart, and what comes out is nothing."

"Before I met you, I thought that Siyue culture was very good, and it looked like a successful company. I have always been proud of it. But after this plan hit a wall everywhere, I realized that my previous So successful, because I play in the frame set by others.” Rogo gestured with his hand, and smiled self-deprecatingly: “When I want to play outside the frame, everyone treats you as an alternative and isolates you. So I think Okay, this time I'm going to make my own rules."

"But, Brother Luo, you..." Yang Yipin had some clues, and he didn't know whether he should comfort him at this moment, or be ambitious with him.

"Don't worry, I'm only thirty, I can afford to lose." Rogo smiled: "Besides, when you persuaded me to enter, weren't you very confident? Why are you hesitating now? After all these years of hard work, The most important thing I have learned is not to look back and not to regret what you have done. How can people move forward without paying the price? You will get some things you want, and you will lose some things you don’t want to lose, everyone That's all."

"So when you heard the news of the land auction of the Guomian Factory this time, you didn't hesitate to mortgage Siyue?" Yang Yi was silent. It turns out that in this world, the line between careerists and idealists is so blurred, but no matter what Anyway, Rogo's move is enough to make him stand in awe.

Just like a certain classic that I saw in the previous life, the unruly figure in "The Legend of Wukong" faced the thunder above the sky all by himself: "Come on"

Rogo may still be a long way from that unruly figure, but this cannot be a reason to deny the courage of this young fat man.

"Don't worry, Brother Luo." Yang Yi stepped forward and stood beside Rogo.

A real confidant looks colder than a liar—the famous saying of Horace may have its own truth, but Yang Yi never believed it, so now he patted the fat man on the shoulder with a smile: "Just now in the car, didn't you Did you say that you have contacted Modu Audiovisual? We will go there the day after tomorrow and show you something."