Still, Wait For Me

The meeting had inevitably deviated from the subject for a while, and there seemed to be no possibility of returning within a short period of time, because of two concepts contained in the matter: freshman year, Cao Cao.

One of the most topical historical celebrities in China for thousands of years, Cao Cao Cao Meng De, a generation of heroes, performances, theatre, etc. all have a lot to do with it.

As for Cao Cao's tomb, it is a thousand mysteries and many historical accounts, such as Xu Changcheng outside the city, Zhanghe's underwater, Copper Sparrow Taiwan, Hebei Pengcheng said that nothing is more famous than the seventy-two Suspicious Tombs - Cao Cao feared that the tomb would be dug before he died, ordered 72 coffins to be lifted out of the city from four directions in the north-east and west, buried in 72 different locations beside the river, and laid out a maze.

And now, jumping out means that I'm likely to solve this mystery of a thousand years ago. I'm actually a freshman student, and it doesn't seem to be bullshit...

This is so funny.

The enthusiasm continued, gradually forming two distinct piles of "small venues”.

Principal leaders from the science class, the discussion is mainly lively and interesting, talk about Cao Cao, and then talk about the freshman student who ate the bear-hearted leopard.

Principal leaders of professional origin in the literature category, the direction of the passion is much more professional. After all, Cao Cao has a very high status in both the history and literature fields.

These popular arguments by principals of literary origin may actually be called “questioning” and “arguing” more appropriately, sometimes in controversy.

“What's the use of arguing like this? I'll go find the article. ”

One of the principals stood up and went outside, and the heads of the provincial education departments in the venue met and did not stop him. First, because they themselves were very interested in the matter and were part of the discussion; second, because the person who went out, he was not at all under the control of the provincial education department, the vice president of gradual sea university directly under the central government, it would be nice to come.

Zhao Kangwen and the two of you were also involved in some discussions, but remained relatively silent.

“Do you think there's a bird in this tomb?” The vice president of Niu from the military said somewhat unequivocally, "What kind of school are the students who love to mess with blindness than our children really are, what should we do? ”

Zhao Kangwen heard, but he was not comfortable with the answer, because Vice Principal Niu was on his side of the conversation, and he was a little comforting, but his words could not stand at all. How can it be foolish for college students to do research?

“It's a good thing they didn't hear us, or we wouldn't be able to talk about glucuronic acid without grapes. ”

“I want to make fun of my students. ”

Zhao Kangwen shouted silently in his heart.

Not far away, a familiar principal just hung up his cell phone, pulled his phone in his pocket, pulled his neck up and searched the crowd for a while. Finally, his eyes stopped on Zhao Kangwen, and a dozen people shouted: “Old Zhao, I just checked, as if the child belonged to your IWA University. ”

Zhao Kangwen, who was holding his body, sat upright as a spiritual spirit, and sat in a critical position. The two Iwata vice principals and assistant principals around him did the same thing.

“Am I wrong?” Zhao Kangwen couldn't believe it.

But all of a sudden, there was a lot of silence in the hall, and most people's eyes fell on themselves. Is this... true? The three people on Iwata's side looked at each other and agreed: we don't talk, we don't pick up, we don't make jokes.

At this time, the vice president of Graduate University came back with a journal in his hand, walked over to the conference round table, looked up and asked: "Where are the Iwata University people? ”

Zhao Kangwen lifted his hand: “Principal Gong, we are here. ”

“Pulala”, the journal was pushed along the desktop, Vice Chancellor Gong of Graduate University laughed and said: “Look, Principal Zhao, your school has been holding back for a long time to make a big move. ”

Zhao Kangwen held onto the school journal that slipped along the desktop, and the others around him also came around, because of the rush, Zhao Kangwen had not turned to the corresponding book page several times, and a principal next to him helped with the handle and turned to the position where the article was located.

Yanzhou University, 2003 Chinese Department (2) class, Xu Tiansheng.

Zhao Kangwen didn't read anything and didn't intend to, he stared at the author's signature here. “Xu Tiansheng, Xu Tiansheng, my Iwata people!” Zhao Kangwen tried to silence his inner excitement.

But, unlike Vice Principal Niu, Ben is a soldier's character old man slapping the table: “Hahahaha, this is amazing, this is Cao Mengde's grave, you've been looking for it for thousands of years? Ha-ha-ha. ”

This guy, didn't he just say, "Get a grave out and get a bird?” Zhao Kangwen pulled his horn, and when Vice Principal Niu turned around, shook his head at him, indicating that he should not shake.

The journal was taken away by several literary school principals and studied carefully for a while. One of the university principals suddenly stood up and dropped the journal on the table, shouting: “Yellow mouth child, the message is yellow... there is no root point, following such a stinking person, dare to jump out of nonsense. ”

The first time he finished, Zhao Kangwen did not want to argue, his first reaction was to go to catch the cow deputy headmaster of the cow temper, afraid that he would stick up with people.

However, it is already late. In fact, the principal said that the smelly is the second author of the thesis, a special history degree exists, but Vice Principal Niu understands that Xu Tingsheng is a student of Iwata University, then he follows, aren't these the ones we Iwata? You mean we stink?

To think of it, Vice Principal Niu clapped the table and stood up, saying two words for half a day: “Fart. ”

The rector of Tangtang University scolded the words, silenced the scene, someone smiled quietly, someone beamed.

The one who was scolded, blushing, thinking that he was a literary man after all, jumped to tear up a fight? Not suitable and not against each other by looking at the physique. So he tapped the table, too: “You don't know shit, you're a politician, I'm telling you, if this yellow-mouthed kid is really right, he's really found the highland, and I grab a piece of graveyard and swallow it in front of you. ”

“If I'm wrong, I swallow. It's like I never swallowed dirt. ”

Lieutenant Principal Niu took the message with a little crevice. But what do you mean, he's ready to swallow the earth now, and he didn't take that seriously. What kind of choke is that?

There was a low laugh in the crowd.

“All right, let's put this aside. Let's get back to the meeting.” The people of the provincial education offices had to come forward and play the field.

For the next hour or more, Iwata's three people really didn't have the slightest idea to participate, and they waited for the meeting to end, because they wanted to ask too many questions.

In terms of practical value, the discovery of Cao Cao's tomb may not be as valuable as the physical and chemical scientific research results, but if the news value, social effects, propaganda effect... then this is too great, once proven, it will inevitably blow up the country.

This is a rare opportunity for Iwata.

At the end of the meeting, Zhao Kangwen couldn't wait to call back to school and ask for Xu's mobile number.

……

When Xu Tingsheng received the call from Principal Zhao, he knew that the last thunder he had buried during this period, also the largest thunder, had finally exploded.

In fact, this arrangement had nothing to do with Zhang Xingke. Xu Tingsheng had been doing this quietly before Zhang Xingko appeared. His intention was to plot the identity of a legendary scholar through this “bomb”.

The identity of a third-class university entrepreneurial college student can support an honest education platform, but it definitely can't sustain one, and there are dozens of large education and training schools in the future, which is not convincing.

Therefore, Xu Tiansheng needs to find an identity, an identity that enables him to sustain the leadership of a super-education group.

In this regard, he did not have time to wait until he had studied, studied, studied or even studied abroad, so he had no choice but to take the "crooked path”, or the “unique path”.

So he thought about his old business, history. Xu Tinsheng came from the Department of History in his previous life. He later became a high school history teacher for several years. Moreover, he was a true history enthusiast... How could he not pay attention to and understand such major events as Cao Cao's grave?

Xu Tiansheng's desire is actually very simple. In the future, when someone asks who is the owner of an honest education, they can tell him, the one who found Cao Cao's grave.

That's enough.

Xu Tiansheng didn't intend to be involved in this matter too much, too long. How interesting would it be to do this “throw a cannonball at the head of the people of the country and run away” thing? How exciting?

I spoke to Principal Zhao Kangwen on the phone for a while, and another loud voice came from the handset.

Vice Principal Niu told Xu Tingsheng about the bet he had made on the phone. Big grin asked: “Are you sure, or have I eaten dirt already? ”

Xu Tingsheng smiled: “Principal Niu, don't worry, I'll eat dirt with you. ”

“Okay."

Vice Principal Niu liked this. Even if Xu Tiansheng told him how confident he was, even repeatedly promised that there would be no mistake, he would not be as comfortable as his answer.

The old man from the military likes this feeling of having things to do together.

The happy old man went on to say, "Just say the word to you, I'll be your grandfather. ”

Xu Tinsheng was stunned and understood what it meant to come to each other. This is what the old man was saying. I will cover you later. At last, however, it doesn't sound so right...

“Principal Niu, don't take you so abusive.” Xu Tiansheng smiled.

There was a sharp laugh in the other microphone.

After talking to the two principals, Xu Tiansheng hung up and found a name in the phone directory, sending a text message: Professor Yan, thank you.

Shortly afterwards, the other side came back: “You're welcome, little friend. ”

Looking at the word "little friend” on the screen, Xu Tiansheng was somewhat emotional: Professor Yan, in previous life, I am your student, your indifferent closing disciple.

This time, with regard to Cao Cao's grave, Xu Tiansheng must take the risk to do another purpose. The purpose is to help his former mentor, Professor Yan, to "get out of the river and lake” and revive his reputation. He can no longer look at Master Yan again like in previous life, and end up scolding and laughing with his back.

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