"Let's go, let's go to Peking University to have some fun." Chen Muyang spread his hands to Song Zhuer.
"Why go to Peking University?" Song Zhuer had just been chatting with netizens and didn't hear much of what Chen Muyang said.
“I was asked to take a class and I couldn’t refuse.”
"Let's go, let's take a taxi this time."
The conversation between the two made netizens in the live broadcast room feel uneasy.
"Did I hear correctly? Brother Yang is going to Peking University to attend classes?"
Who teaches whom?
Didn't Brother Yang just say that someone invited him to attend a class and he couldn't refuse?
"Oh my god, this, this, this, has Brother Yang gotten to this point?"
"No, does Chen Muyang have the qualifications to attend this class? Just because he wrote a few poems?"
〖LaZhua, don't turn off the live broadcast, let's go to Peking University to attend classes too.〗
"Muyang, there are people in the live broadcast room who don't believe you." Song Zhuer told Chen Muyang the barrage of comments she saw in the live broadcast room.
The two were taking a taxi to Peking University at this time.
"It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. You'll know in a moment." Chen Muyang was thinking about what to say.
"Then, can you really do it?" There was also suspicion in Song Zhuer's big eyes.
Chen Muyang looked at Song Zhuer without saying a word. He just stared at her blankly, which made Song Zhuer feel scared.
"Why are you looking at me?"
"Don't doubt whether a man is capable or not. If you want to know, I will tell you tonight."
"Tell me what?" Song Zhu'er was stunned and didn't understand.
"What do you think?" Chen Muyang winked and said with a lewd smile.
Song Zhizhi's face flushed red, "You bastard, who wants to know this?"
What are they doing?
"I guess they're flirting, right?"
"Since you two don't care about people's lives, I'm going to start spreading rumors."
〖Lazhua is asking Brother Yang if he can do it?〗
〖Pass it on, Lazhua said Brother Yang is not good enough?〗
"What? Brother Yang can't do it?"
It's outrageous and goes straight off topic.
Song Zhuer handed the phone to Chen Muyang to look at.
Chen Muyang's face suddenly turned as dark as the bottom of a pot, and he threatened bluntly: "If you continue like this, I will not fill the hole of Yitian."
The barrage of comments suddenly fell silent, and was then flooded with comments like “Brother Yang, we were wrong.”
Chen Muyang snorted arrogantly and returned the phone to Song Zhuer.
The taxi stopped outside the gate of Peking University.
"Professor Su, why are you waiting here in person? I'm really flattered."
When the two got off the car, Chen Muyang saw an old man in a white shirt and gray trousers standing at the school gate looking around.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell that this old man is a high-level intellectual!
So Chen Muyang hurried over.
"Mu Yang, I've finally got you here." Su Wensheng said with a smile.
Meanwhile, on the other side, students from Peking University's School of Arts heard that Chen Muyang was coming to teach, and they all crowded into the lecture hall. Even students from other schools came, which directly alarmed the principal, Li Shengxiong.
When Su Wensheng brought Chen Muyang and Song Zhuer to the classroom, the entire classroom was already packed with people.
What made Old Man Su even more speechless was that the principal actually came to join in the fun.
Chen Muyang also noticed that there was an old man there. Is he also a student at Peking University? Why does he look so anxious?
"Um, Lao Li, why are you here? Are you here to inspect the work?" Su Wensheng asked.
Li Shengxiong coughed and said seriously, "I heard that you hired someone to help you with your lessons. I came to take a look."
Old man Su was speechless. I asked you to be appointed as an honorary professor before, but you refused. Why are you here to join in the fun now?
But he didn't say anything, instead he introduced Chen Muyang: "Muyang, this is our Peking University president, Li Shengxiong."
Chen Muyang nodded, "Hello, Principal Li."
"Hello, I have read the poems and articles you wrote, they are indeed amazing!" Li Shengxiong said with a smile.
"Principal Li, you are too kind." Chen Muyang smiled modestly.
Su Wensheng arranged a seat for Song Zhuer, and his phone was still live streaming.
"Just pretend I don't exist and start class." Li Shengxiong said, looking back at the students who were about to fill the tiered classroom.
Logically speaking, the get out of class should have been over by now. After all, it was already evening and the sky was filled with red clouds.
Chen Muyang had no choice but to walk up to the podium and face the students with a smile.
"I'm truly humbled by Professor Su's invitation to teach you all."
"But since we're here, let's start the class. Today I want to talk to you about the principles of learning from a teacher."
After saying that, he turned around and wrote the two big words "Teacher said" on the whiteboard.
Li Shengxiong and Su Wensheng watched with a smile, looking forward to Chen Muyang's next performance.
The students looked at these two words with some confusion.
Chen Muyang didn't understand how to attend the class, so he just listened to him continue:
"In ancient times, scholars always had a teacher. A teacher is there to teach and to resolve doubts. No one is born knowing, so who can be without doubts? If one is confused and does not seek a teacher, his doubts will never be resolved."
"Those who were born before me, having heard the Tao before me, I follow and learn from them; those who were born after me, having heard the Tao before me, I follow and learn from them. My teacher is the Tao, so how can I know whether he was born before or after me? Therefore, there is no high or low, no old or young; where the Tao exists, there is the teacher."
......
These are all top students from the Faculty of Arts, and there is nothing they don’t understand.
Li Shengxiong and Su Wensheng simply opened their eyes wide, looking extremely surprised.
Chen Muyang looked at the students' shocked and admiring eyes, smiled triumphantly, and continued reading:
"A sage has no permanent teacher. Confucius's teachers were Tan Zi, Chang Hong, Shi Xiang, and Lao Dan. Tan Zi's disciples were not as virtuous as Confucius. Confucius said: 'When three people walk together, there must be one who can be my teacher.' Therefore, a disciple need not be inferior to his teacher, and a teacher need not be virtuous than his disciple. There are differences in the order in which people learn the truth, and in the specialization of skills. That's all."
After Chen Muyang finished reading, he looked at the quiet crowd below, feeling secretly proud. The Earth's Brilliant Poetry, just a random poem, had stunned these people!
After a long time.
Suddenly, Su Wensheng in the audience clapped his hands and said loudly, "What a great saying! 'When three people walk together, there must be one who can teach me!' What a great saying! 'There is a sequence in learning, and every profession has its own specialization!'"
The applause gradually rose, and then thunderous applause hit the ceiling of the classroom and lasted for a long time.
Chen Muyang stretched out his hand and suppressed it, and the classroom suddenly became quiet.
"In fact, I can't teach at all. I can't refuse Professor Su's kindness, so I would like to give this article to you all, hoping that you can abandon the bad habit of being ashamed to learn from teachers."
"That's the end of this class, thank you."
Chen Muyang walked down from the podium.
"Mu Yang, you really surprised me again! This article is so well written! And very critical." Su Wensheng stood up and said.
"Professor Su, thank you for your compliment. I just had some occasional feelings." Chen Muyang smiled shamelessly and modestly.
"Old Su, your praise is not false. Your article 'On Teachers' is indeed well written. Throughout history, there has never been an article with such an argument. It's amazing!" Li Shengxiong said, standing up from his seat.
Chen Muyang scratched his head and said, "Principal Li, Professor Su, it's getting late now. We'll leave first."
"Why are you leaving? The old man hasn't even had a drink with you yet."
"Professor Su, I have something to do. Let's have a drink together again when we have the chance." Chen Muyang waved his hand and politely declined Su Wensheng.
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