The system invites me to be a teacher

Seeing this, Confucius and Mencius came to understand that, too, there is only one trophy and one honor. If you want to come to [Ancient Chinese Association], you will not be stingy here.

The people gathered, Confucius and Mencius once again took the bus to today's destination-[Fenghuaxueyue Club]!

When Confucius and Mencius saw the six huge lantern characters at the gate, he felt speechless.

Especially when he entered, only to find that the decoration inside had nothing to do with [Feng Hua Xue Yue], so he didn't know what to say.

There is no magnificence as imagined, there is no Yingshengyan language as it should be, the decoration style here is only four characters: pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

The walls of the hall are covered with calligraphy and paintings of various celebrities, such as the Founder Song Shu, the elegant mad grass, the graceful lower case, and the mysterious seal script.

Not only the calligraphy and painting, but all the tables and chairs are also very retro style. Although Confucius and Mencius has activated the linguistic case, they still can't tell the specific details.

The only impression is that it is very similar to the study of the ancients-a king-size study.

There are people sitting in twos and threes in the study. They sit alone or talk in twos, and the atmosphere is quiet and quiet.

Therefore, when Confucius and Mencius, fifteen or six people came in, it immediately aroused everyone's ideas.

Of course, the first thing everyone saw was not Confucius and Mencius, but Li Yifu.

"President Li, I didn't expect that after half a year, I finally saw you in person." An old man in his sixties who was older than Li Yifu spoke first.

"Director Qian, because of my personal reasons, I did not pay much attention to the association during this period. I apologize to everyone." Li Yifu's voice is sincere.

Unexpectedly, the money director on the other side didn't buy it. He snorted, "Personal reasons? Everyone has personal reasons, but can this be the reason for you to abandon the association?"

"I..." Li Yifu's expression was awkward when asked by the other side.

Confucius and Mencius suddenly said: "This director Qian, Mr. Li has been in Shanghai for this period of time because his son is terminally ill, but even so, he did not pull down any association affairs.

Isn’t it a bad idea for you to be so aggressive?"

With the character of Confucius and Mencius, he would not have said these things, but he witnessed Li Yifu, who was struggling and suffering because of his son's illness, he felt that he should speak.

It is true that, as the director Qian said, personal reasons are not the reason to put aside the affairs of the association, but the score is also correct.

It would be very inhumane to force a father whose son is about to die soon to work. This is not the style that Confucius and Mencius should have in the [Ancient Chinese Association].

Director Qian was obviously taken aback by what Confucius and Mencius said, but he did not answer the question, but instead asked, "This one is?"

Li Yifu hurriedly said: "Sorry, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Qian Zhou, one of the three permanent directors of our [Ancient Chinese Association].

This is Confucius and Mencius, the author of "Shang Li Yong"."

"It turned out to be you!" Qian Zhou snorted, "Boy, don't think that you are great when you make a good poem. The ancient Chinese literature is rich and profound, the collection of classics and history, the poetry and poetry, such as the vast sea of ​​smoke, you are not so bad Far away!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He was a little helpless, he just helped Li Yifu to be fair, why was he suddenly attacked?

Seeing Confucius and Mencius didn’t know what to say, Li Yifu hurriedly said: “Board Qian, Xiaoyou Kong has always worked very hard. This time, the poetry team he brought has won the first place in the competition.”

"Really?" Director Qian stayed, apparently the first time he heard about this.

Li Yifu nodded: "Not only that, Xiaoyou Kong also pointed out a problem with the [Poetry Scorer], which was highly praised by Mr. McCarthy..."

Having said that, he carefully recounted the behavior of Confucius and Mencius in the poetry contest.

Director Qian was also a little shocked after hearing the amazing performance in the Confucius and Mencius Poetry Competition, especially the song "Facing the Sea, Wearing Warm Flowers", which directly caused him to swallow what he wanted to say.

Taking a deep breath, Director Qian turned his target to Li Yifu again: "Lao Li, I know something about your son, and it is not without sympathy.

But after so many years of development, the association was only made possible by the joint efforts of several generations. You can't keep delaying, right?

If you really don’t have enough energy, you might as well leave the things in your hands to others to take care of, so that you will have more time to spend with your family, right?"

Hearing what Director Qian said, Li Yifu nodded: "You are right. I didn't think well a while ago.

However, starting tomorrow, I will be able to continue working, and the affairs of the association will no longer be delayed for my personal reasons."

"Really?" Li Yifu's words surprised Director Qian, "Is your son already?"

He immediately thought of a possibility.

It's just an illusion that Confucius and Mencius actually saw a fleeting joy on the face of this director Qian.

"That's right, Director Duolaiqian is worried, Dogzi this afternoon...Finally his condition shows signs of improvement." Li Yifu suddenly panted for 180°.

"President Li, you have a good sorrow...what, your son is alright?"

"Yes, thanks to the help of a doctor with superb medical skills."

"This... Since this is the case, congratulations... President Li, I have something to do for the time being, so let's get out of here."

Seeing Director Qian leaving in a hurry, Confucius and Mencius couldn't help asking Li Yifu: "Lao Li, have you had a holiday with this person?"

From the very beginning, Confucius and Mencius saw that Director Qian seemed to be unkind, especially when Li Bin's condition later made him lose ground.

Confucius and Mencius would be really stupid if there is no problem with the other party.

With a wry smile and shook his head, Li Yifu said helplessly: "We can't talk about the holidays, it's just that the two sides have different ideas."

Then he explained: "[Ancient Prose Union Association] As the name suggests, the focus is on the study of ancient prose, and ancient prose is divided into many categories.

The main ones are articles and poems.

There has always been a disagreement on whether to study mainly articles or poetry.

Some people think that the logic of writing articles is rigorous and prudent, and it is recommended to focus on articles. Others think that poetry is catchy, well-known, and more easily accepted by the public.

Because of these two differences, [Ancient Chinese Association Association] gradually divided into two factions. There have always been contradictions and conflicts between the two factions, and this conflict reached its peak before the selection of the president of the previous [Ancient Chinese Association Association]."

Confucius and Mencius was taken aback. He didn't expect that there were so many stories in it. He asked, "Then Mr. Li should belong to the poetry school?"

Li Yifu nodded: "Yes, I have always thought that poetry is obviously easier to be accepted by the public than those essays on history and history, so I have been working hard according to my own ideas.

With a little talent, I soon became the leader of the poetry school, and Director Qian was the representative of the essayist school.

Later in the selection of the president, I was inferior to the director Qian according to popularity, but then the old president rejected all the opinions and pushed me up abruptly.

and so……"

Confucius and Mencius nodded, and he finally realized that it was Li Yifu who had robbed others of the handy chairman position, no wonder he was targeted in this way.