Rebirth of Xiangjiang: Across the World

Chapter 317

Zheng Yaoyang had to take care of the entire ancestral hall and the weeds around it by himself, sweating profusely.

And he couldn't ask outsiders to help. If he had known it would be so hard, he would have asked Wu Quanzong to come with him.

After being busy for more than two hours, I finally got the weeding and worshiping the shrine done.

Back at the foot of the mountain, Zheng Yaoyang's thighs were still shaking, but his grandfather went to the village again to visit his old friends and living elders.

Baojia Village is very grand. Although there are only more than 200 registered households, the roads in the village are all cemented, and every household has electricity.

It is all thanks to Bao Zhaolong and his son, who paid for the paving of roads in the whole village, so that the ground is no longer muddy when it rains.

Every time my grandfather visited an old man, he would ask Zheng Yaoyang to hand him a red envelope worth 2000 yuan.

He said with a smile: "Life is all about fighting for fame and fortune. Grandpa is a common man, so he cannot be exempt."

But the king's world affairs,
Win the name before and after life.

His time is short, his health is deteriorating, and the rest of the days can almost see the head at a glance.

Now he is not short of money, he just wants to leave a good reputation in some seen and invisible places at the last time of his life.

Zheng Yaoyang seemed to understand, but he didn't understand, his realm hadn't reached the level of his grandfather, or in other words, the future was still long, so there was no need to think about these things now.

The next day, the grandfather and grandson went to Mingzhou University again.

Last year, Wu Quanzong accompanied him and donated a library in the school, named after his grandfather.

One year later, the library has been completed, with a collection of more than 480 million books, which should be second only to those universities in Beijing and Shanghai.

Grandpa looked at Ming Huanghuang's six big characters, and the corners of his mouth raised uncontrollably. When he was in a good mood, he waved his hand and donated two rare books to be used as the treasure of the town hall.

They are "A Dream of Red Mansions" by Geng Chen, and "Collected Works of Liaozhai" by Pu Songling.

These two books are all surviving items that he bought from Sotheby's auction house in the early years. They cost 200 million US dollars five years ago, and they should be more expensive now.

After walking around for a whole morning, near noon, the two of them followed the school leaders and planned to have dinner outside the school.

Passing by the pavilion at the gate of the school, although it was the third day of the Lunar New Year, a group of students gathered and were practicing their spoken English.

The accompanying school leader explained with a smile: "Mr. Bao, these are students from nearby cities who have come back for the New Year. Because the library is closed for three days during the Spring Festival, they communicate with each other and learn English at the school gate."

Bao Yugang showed an appreciative smile on his face, and said: "Principal Meng, we should strongly support students who like to study, can you sell me face and let them study in the library, after all, it is very cold now, don't let the students Got a cold."

"Mr. Bao, this is our negligence. In the future, regardless of holidays, the campus library will always be open."

Principal Meng showed apologetic expression. Before he finished speaking, Zheng Yaoyang who was beside him had already walked over on his own initiative.

"We talk too much about the ways of ideology, why? Because we all want to find a ready-made answer, we want someone to tell us how to live..."

"In fact, no one can tell us, because life is always our own, and the questions we raise should be answered by ourselves."

"I think the most important thing for our generation is to change, to change everyone around us, to change everything around us. The only constant is the courage at this moment."

"If we can do this, we will change the world!"

After the person standing high in the flower garden finished speaking, there was dense applause immediately.

The students were flushed and excited, because there was only one place in their hearts that could change the world.

It is the United States, and because of this, they gather here to study during the Spring Festival when they should be members of a family, and strive to pass the TOEFL test and study in the United States.

It's just that amidst the applause, there was a very inappropriate sneer, which was particularly harsh.

Ma Yun frowned and shouted: "Which classmate is laughing?"

According to his plan, the next step is to recommend his own cram school to charge tuition fees.

College English teachers have a good position and a high status in society, but their salary is too low.

The monthly salary is only more than 80 yuan, which is not even as good as that of street vendors. Even the young people who go south to work casually earn several times his salary.

He didn't take it seriously before, he could fight for his ideals all his life instead of bowing down for a few buckets of rice.

But in the first two years of starting a family, they all said that if you are not in charge of a family, you don’t know how expensive it is. This is true.

Now that he is taking off the gown that represents the scholar, he has long since given up his past dreams and only wants to make money.

As an English teacher in a university, running an English tutoring class is the best way to realize knowledge.

He understands the thinking of college students very well. When they enter the university, their only goal is the United States.

As long as he attracts enough popularity, he can also offer TOEFL training classes to help students study in the United States.

I heard that someone in Beijing has done this, it seems to be called New Dream Education, and he also wants to imitate it.

So take advantage of the Chinese New Year and run around the surrounding cities.

"Are you looking for me?"

Zheng Yaoyang walked out of the crowd,
When he came to Ma Yun, he looked at him with a smile.

Wanting to change the world at every turn is nothing but the naive obsession of contemporary unworldly college students.

He wasn't interested at first, but he didn't take the initiative to chat until he found out that the speaker was Ma Yun.

The founder of Ali Baba, the godfather of e-commerce, and the pioneer of financial technology, Jack Ma!
Ma Yun frowned, kept staring at Zheng Yaoyang, seemed to recognize him, and asked with a smile: "Oh, this classmate seems to have a different opinion from you."

Zheng Yaoyang smiled lightly: "I feel that your ideas are quite interesting. It seems that America is heaven, and going to America can change the world?"

Someone said excitedly: "The American dream is the dream that everyone is equal before everyone. In the whole world, I believe that only the United States can achieve this."

With a smile in his eyes, Zheng Yaoyang continued to ask: "Is it true equality? Where did you know about it? Has anyone really been to the United States?"

"Do you know? The real America is far less beautiful than you imagined. What you see is only what others want you to see."

Ma Yun didn't say anything, he had never been there, he didn't understand, as the saying goes, without practice, there is no right to speak.

But the other students quit, because Zheng Yaoyang questioned the United States, he was questioning their beliefs: "It's as if you have been there."

Zheng Yaoyang raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Because I grew up there and studied at Trinity College in New York, I think you should have heard of it?"

"With the highest enrollment rate in the world's prestigious schools in the United States, as long as you graduate from high school, 38% of them will enter the top ten universities in the world, and 90% will enter the top [-] universities in the world."

"As long as I think, I can choose any university in the world, the Ivy League of your dreams, Yale, Cambridge, or Harvard."

Some people disdain to laugh: "Laughing dead, you don't need to write a draft when you tell nonsense, and you don't need to pay taxes for bragging."

Zheng Yaoyang looked at Ma Yun with a smile: "Mr. Ma, do you think I'm bragging?"

Ma Yun was silent for a long time, and the students next to her stared wide-eyed, as if their faith had collapsed, and muttered: "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Ma Yun pondered for a moment, decided to change her strategy, and sighed: "Maybe what he said is true. The so-called American dream is just a vocabulary invented by politicians to attract outstanding talents from all over the world."

"Actually, I have quite a few friends who went to study in the United States, but their lives are very unsatisfactory, and their status there is even worse than that of black people."

"You can only earn living expenses by working as a small worker in a restaurant. A small worker is the lowest type of work that doesn't even deserve tips, with almost no exceptions."

"Students, you have to know that the United States is a country of capital after all. What is a country of capital? You should learn when you go to school. The rich are in heaven and the poor are in hell."

The male student who was the most fanatical at first, looked almost crazy, and roared: "Two generations of my ancestors went to study in the United States, I believe I will go there too, and I will not come back disheveled like my parents and grandparents, I will definitely stay over there."

"This is my dream. You are all making rumors to confuse the public. I don't believe it. I absolutely don't believe it."

As the male classmate spoke, he swooped towards Zheng Yaoyang with his fangs and claws.

The security guards and bodyguards standing outside were not vegetarians, so they immediately held him up.

Even the school leaders not far away, as well as Bao Yugang, rushed over, and the school leaders asked with concern: "Mr. Zheng, are you not injured?"

He turned his head and shouted angrily: "Which class are you from, and who made you do this?"

If Zheng Yaoyang had an accident here, his duties as principal would probably come to an end.

(End of this chapter)