During the summer vacation, the campus was deserted.

The leaves of the puerar tree scattered all over the ground, and a few sparrows jumped and searched for the insects in the fallen leaves.

Some little kid from somebody ran to the school basketball court to have fun, and from time to time the sound of basketballs hitting the ground came.

Lin Zhuoyun squatted on the sidelines, watching the children play ball boredly, and said to Song Weiyang without saying a word: "I am really annoyed. I shouldn't have agreed to shoot any MVs at the beginning, and I shouldn't have promised to be the image spokesperson for Xifeng Canned. Do you know? Even during class, students asked me if it was Chen Yiyi, and even students from other classes came to listen to the class and watched the novel. It was even worse when I got home. My father scolded me and was so angry that I lived directly at my sister's house."

Lin Zhuoyun's sister is Lin Wanzi, and she is Song Weiyang's mother-in-law in her previous life.

"Then why did you reply to Rongping?" Song Weiyang asked.

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

Song Weiyang knew very well the reason for the quarrel between his father-in-law and his mother-in-law.

My father-in-law was a department-level cadre in the provincial department. Because of his mischief, his husband was messing with him at the unit, which was very bad. My father-in-law was punished for this. Later, his career was setback and the couple turned against each other and simply went into business. He owed a lot of debts around 2000.

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

"I'm going back tomorrow," Lin Zhuoyun smiled, "I'm here to give gifts to the principal, begging him to say something nice to me on the phone. In addition, the Chinese New Year is coming soon, so I don't believe that I will be scolded when I go home. How unlucky."

Song Weiyang did not respond, but looked ahead with embarrassment.

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

Song Weiyang raised his hand and pointed: "That should be your dad."

Lin Zhuoyun turned her head and saw an old man wearing Zhongshan suit and thick-framed glasses glaring at her. She suddenly became scared and said in panic: "I've suffered!"

The old man walked over with a serious expression and was arrogant without anger.

"Dad!" Lin Zhuoyun shouted weakly.

Song Weiyang smiled dryly and said, "That, I'll leave first, goodbye!"

"Stop." The old man's voice was not loud, but it was very far away. This was a unique skill that he had practiced after decades of being a teacher.

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

The old man asked: "Have you finished asking for advice?"

Song Weiyang said: "I've finished asking for advice, goodbye to my uncle!"

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

"Ideological and political education." Song Weiyang said.

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

Song Weiyang said: "Home is too far away, from the northeast."

The old man asked the bottom of the question and automatically switched the accent: "Where is the Northeast?"

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

Listening to the nonsense of the old and the young, Lin Zhuoyun was no longer nervous and even laughed out loud.

The old man changed his face instantly and said angrily: "You think I haven't seen that mv? Ma Junhao!"

Song Weiyang made a surprise expression: "Oh, uncle, you also like pop songs. My name is Ma Junhao, my name is Ma Qiangdong. The boss of the canning factory said that I am handsome, so he asked me to shoot MVs and gave me 500 yuan. The capitalist is so damn. If I knew that the cans sold so well, I would like to ask them for 1,000 yuan!"

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

"One day, one day, one's father. Teacher Lin just called you 'Dad'. You are my grandfather. No one can lie to you." Song Weiyang said sincerely.

The old man could no longer blame him, so he could only start ideological education work. He said: "If students want to be like students, they should study hard in school and contribute to the construction of the motherland in the future. You guys, a teacher and a student, skip classes and go to other places to shoot MVs, just to make that bad money, and they can't even figure out the main and secondary!"

Lin Zhuoyun did not respond and bowed her head and was scolded seriously.

Song Weiyang echoed: "You are right, you are right. I have deeply realized my mistakes. Young people like us who are confused in their minds should receive more guidance from the older generation of educators. From now on, I will definitely learn from the lessons seriously and never let down the party and the people. You are also the sincere hopes for our younger generation!"

"It's a slick, and you can tell at a glance that it's an old fried dough!" The old man laughed in anger.

Song Weiyang said: "Fried fried dough sticks don't bother with old age. If they can be re-invigorated successfully, they will definitely become useful to the country and nation. If they commit criminal law, they can also be transformed through labor, and students can also correct mistakes. Where is a university? University is used to make mistakes. If they can make all their mistakes in college and learn from the lessons of mistakes, then they will be an excellent person after leaving society. Do you think this is the truth?"

The old man actually nodded: "This is reasonable, although it is a fallacy. How many times have you read?"

"Soul." Song Weiyang said.

"How is learning?" the old man asked.

"It's too middle-to-high, and it needs more effort." Song Weiyang said.

"Just be able to recognize your mistakes and shortcomings," the old man waved, "Go and study hard in the future."

"Hey," Song Weiyang was granted a general amnesty and bowed with a smile, "Uncle, Teacher Lin, I'll leave first."

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

Song Weiyang said depressedly: "What advice does uncle have?"

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

Song Weiyang said: "I haven't had time to read it yet."

The old man said: "University is different from high school. Not only do you have to listen carefully in class, but you also need to read more relevant learning materials. You should read "Das Kapital" and "Selected Mao" as well. It is best to learn foreign languages ​​and read the original work of "Das Kapital".

Song Weiyang said: "What my uncle taught me is that I will read "Das Kapital" immediately!"

The old man also said: "In addition to "Das Kapital" and "Selected Works of Mao Zedong", we should also read some Western philosophical and ideological works. Although these Western treatises may not have correct views, it is still very important to learn from other stones and make up for each other. Young people should have broad vision and not be too closed. The world belongs to you after all, and the development of the country and nation depends on young people."

"I was completely enlightened after listening to your old words. I must study hard and strive to be a new socialist four-person newcomer!" Song Weiyang nodded repeatedly.

"Yeah, go." The old man waved.

Song Weiyang ran away.

Lin Zhuoyun looked at his instantly disappearing back and burst into laughter: "Hahahahaha!"

"What are you laughing at?"

The old man scolded: "I have become a teacher and I still want to run away from home all day long. I see, this student is more enlightened than you, and people can correct their mistakes!"

Lin Zhuoyun smiled and said, "Dad, he is Director Xiao Song who asked me to shoot MVs."

The old man was stunned for a moment, suddenly became furious and swearing: "This little bastard, I must kill him next time I catch him, and I will take my daughter out of trouble!"

Song Weiyang, who had already run away, suddenly realized a problem.
Chapter completed!