The winter in Rongcheng is not as cold as the north. The surging city, the glass of different colors reflects the winter sunshine, and the colorful colors embellish the world, soft and warm.

Yang Yu walked casually on the street, and his mood did not get worse because of the little episode just now.

Sichuan University, the most famous university in the province, has been thriving after ten years of catastrophe. After the resumption of the college entrance examination in 1979, it once again became a holy place for students to dream of.

Standing in front of Sichuan Gate, Yang Yu stopped and stared at the welcome banner that had been in the past three or two months. There seemed to be an unwilling voice in his heart calling him to walk in. This voice belonged to the original owner. He studied hard for several years, wasn't it just for the title of the Golden List? So even if he died, he was not willing to accept it.

“Hey…”

A dry sigh came out of his throat, and Yang Yu walked inside. He had also had college time, but when he came back from rebirth, he embarked on another road.

"Hey! Classmate, which department are you from? What's your name? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"Yes! Yes! We are going to climb the mountain soon. Should we form a team together?"

Although his appearance determines treatment, although this is inaccurate, it also has some truth. When Yang Yu just walked here, he attracted the attention of several girls around him. Judging from their outfits, you will know that college freshmen are. According to Yang Yu's experience, shouldn't all the old and seniors have mature charm?

"Sorry, I'm not interested in climbing."

Yang Yu waved his hand with a smile and walked straight inside.

"Wow! The back is also very handsome..."

Flower-in-law is indeed a species that exists in every era, and it is not listed even for the relatively closed eight years.

Wan Er couldn't help but smile, Yang Yu didn't look back, but fortunately it was Sunday, and there were few people...

After walking a few steps, a burst of rapid footsteps came from behind. Yang Yu turned his head slightly and saw Ling Fei running past him. He turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of disdain.

"Tsk..." Everyone was childish, and Yang Yu was not out of the way, turning his head to the other side, pretending to ignore it.

However, Ling Fei's back is really beautiful when she runs. She faces the sun, has long hair fluttering, and her flowing floral skirt is plated with a circle of gold edges, which is lively and full of youthfulness.

Still strolling leisurely, before he knew it, Yang Yu walked to the playground and stopped to watch. He saw a college student sitting in front of a white-haired old man from afar. The old man danced and roared. The person sitting on the grass sometimes thoughtful, lowered his head to take notes, and sometimes suddenly realized that the applause was thunderous, and the atmosphere on the scene was very warm.

Professors and scholars of this era are indulgent and unruly, and the same is true for lectures. They are not limited to the classroom. In the past few years, a professor started classes in the playground in the middle of the night in order to pursue artistic conception, and explained to students the "Moonlight Fu". A table, a stroke ruler, and a pot of tea. He talked endlessly and stumbled, making hundreds of students immersed in the ocean of artistic conception.

"That classmate! Do you want to listen to the class? Come and sit down quickly."

As he was talking about the exciting part, Han Zhenglin found Yang Yu standing in the distance and watched, and then stopped to greet Yang Yu.

Everyone looked at each other, and Yang Yu was stunned and felt embarrassed. If he turned around and left, he would be too embarrassed. He hesitated slightly, but he walked forward and nodded to Han Zhenglin. He knew that he could take the class in college, so he was not nervous and sat down at the edge.

It is impolite to wear glasses in class. Yang Yu naturally understands this basic common sense, but after he took off his sunglasses, it caused another commotion. The girl's face turned red and she whispered, and the boy looked sideways and looked disdainful.

Seeing the students' reactions, Ling Fei was indignant, gave Yang Yu a blank look, and cursed in a low voice: "Tsk! I don't know where I'm handsome."

Just as he sat down, Yang Yu felt something. He looked up slightly and saw Ling Fei sitting on the other side, panting, as if he had run a short distance to catch this class.

When Ling Fei saw Yang Yu looking over, she was angrily straightened her chest, looking fierce, but almost made Yang Yu laugh.

"My Saturday class is an open class, so there is no need to be restrained or afraid. As long as I am willing to listen, I can sit here."

With a reminder from Yang Yu, Han Zhenglin continued to give a lecture: "What is the reform and opening up of our country? What is the reform and opening up of the country? What is the purpose! The purpose is to attract foreign investment and promote the economic development of our country. Our country's economy needs to develop, and college students have a great responsibility to turn knowledge into an economy and repay the cultivation of the country and society for you!"

I don’t know if the professor’s teaching level is too high or Yang Yu is too trash, but I sat down for a long time and couldn’t figure out what Han Zhenglin was talking about in this class. After asking the people next to me, I realized that he was teaching economics.

Yang Yu suddenly realized that since the country's reform and opening up, the market economic system was in its infancy, and experts and scholars began to explore and explore. No wonder Han Zhenglin did not speak in depth enough.

Despite this, compared with the experts and scholars in the 21st century, Han Zhenglin has so many insights and cognitions in this era, and his thoughts are far ahead. He is still constantly discussing and learning, and learning is endless. The one who lives until he is old may be a person like Han Zhenglin.

"Professor Han, since the market economy has so many benefits, what will our country look like in ten, twenty or even longer? Can we realize the slogan of catching up with the Soviet Union and the U.S.?"

A college student in the circle inside stood up and asked, his eyes full of passion and knowledge. This is the manifestation of the contemporary college student's youth.

"Whether the market economy is good or bad, it needs to be tested by the market and time. Our country has not experienced it, so I don't know or understand it. But the country always needs to develop, but I don't know which step it can develop. This requires you to explore. After all, every generation has different tasks assigned by the times."

Han Zhenglin shook his head. The older generation of scholars are so tireless and seeking truth from facts. What they don’t know is that they don’t know, and they won’t talk nonsense and pretend that they know.

"Who will talk about your vision for the future? From the perspective of economic development, imagine what our country will be like in the next few decades. Only with imagination can one have creativity!"

Imagine the future? In this era where conditions and information are backward, it is hard to start. It is hard to imagine that such a simple question will make college students unable to speak.

Just as everyone was pondering, a voice suddenly calmed the audience: "Professor Han, that classmate wants to speak..."
Chapter completed!