Chapter 54

Lu Zhan, a legendary figure in Huacheng's education circle, was called "Prime Minister of the academic circle" by the former prime minister, and was repeatedly received by the leaders of domestic and foreign countries. It can be seen that his position is high and his qualifications are deep.

A few decades ago, Guangnan in China was a weak province in education. Compared with some big provinces in the north, there were only a few students who could get into famous universities, and the enrollment rate was not ideal.

Lu Zhan returned from his studies and immediately devoted himself to the cause of strengthening education in the south. He reformed the way of education, led various channels such as government investment and non-governmental fund-raising to raise funds to increase investment in the education industry, and invited excellent talents from all over the country and even the world to take important positions here.

He has successively served as the president of nine schools, including Huacheng high school, Huacheng No.2 High School, Huacheng No.3 high school, Huacheng No.9 high school, Guangnan No.1 middle school and Huashi university high school. No money, no power, when he found someone more suitable for the position of principal, he immediately abdicated.

The predecessor of Zhuque middle school is Huacheng 29 middle school, which is also the school where he was the last principal. No.29 middle school is the worst school in Huacheng, ranking last in terms of school environment and student performance.

He proposed to reform the school and introduce private funds to prepare for the establishment of elite schools. The government accepted Lu's proposal to change the name of No.29 middle school to Zhuque high school. After receiving the injection of external funds, it transformed the school's hard environment and recruited outstanding teachers with rich salaries. After more than ten years' efforts by countless people, it finally became the best school in Huacheng and even in the whole of China.

In the past few decades, the education industry in South China has also been greatly improved. There are countless students admitted to the top ten schools in China every year, and there are not a few students directly recruited by famous foreign schools.

Lu is old and tired. After he quit his job as principal of Zhuque high school, he stayed in his old house by the river.

Later, Zhuque middle school rebuilt a number of rooms for teachers and workers, and prepared a special single courtyard for school leaders. Lu doesn't want to move into these new houses. He still lives in the small building he used to live in.

Fang Yan steps into the courtyard with her grandfather, and a kind-hearted old lady comes out quickly. She says with a smile, "Fang Yan, you two ran out, didn't you have breakfast?"

"I had a good drink of tea." Lu Zhan said. "Is there any sweet potato porridge?"

"It's still hot in the pot. I'll fry you two more dishes? "

"No. Porridge will do. " Lu Zhan said. "Fang Yan, you have a bowl."

"Good." Fang Yan readily agreed.

"Or two dishes." The old lady insisted. Before thinking of grandson, Fang Yan had been living in the north, and they seldom had a chance to see each other. Now grandson runs to their side to work, she naturally has to take good care of Fang Yan's life and daily life.

"Whatever." Lu opened his hand and said.

Old Tai Tai happily went to stir fry small dishes, Fang Yan and Lu Zhan sat at the table, each holding a bowl of sweet potato porridge to eat.

"Grandma's porridge is really good." Fang Yan praised.

Lu looked up and swept Fang Yan, chewing the food carefully, but did not speak.

Fang Yan understood grandpa's meaning and shut up.

He knew that Grandpa kept the habit of eating and sleeping. At dinner, he doesn't like to talk or listen to others.

Grandma's movements were quick and brought up two small dishes for dinner. One is oil consuming, and the other is fried meat with green beans.

Fang Yan is so addicted to eating that he adds a bowl of porridge. Lu Zhan put down his chopsticks to show that he was full.

Fang Yan eats another bowl of small dishes, which is enough to put down chopsticks.

"Follow me to my study." Lu Zhan said. Then he got up and left.

"Good." Fang Yan agrees.

"I just lost the bowl, and I won't let people sit down to rest," said Grandma, whining as she cleaned the table.

Lu zhanshouldn't have taken Fang Yan to the study on the second floor.

Lu Zhan's study covers an area of 200 square meters, accounting for more than half of the whole second floor area. The other half is the terrace. You can sit down and drink tea and smoke or play Wuqinxi twice to exercise.

In the study, except for a wooden desk and chair, there are all bookshelves. The bookshelf is full of books of different colors and sizes.

There are isolated books of Ming and Qing Dynasties, manuscripts of wild history, biographies of famous scholars, general history of Chinese history and the world, poems of Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty, philosophy, education, music and art - it's not so much a study as a small library.

What impressed Fang Yan most was that Lu Zhan was not the kind of artless person who deliberately bought these books to hide at home in order to show his talents and profound knowledge to others. He was a real book lover. Most of these books he had read, even made a lot of comments and wrote dozens of reading notes.

The reason why Lu Zhan retired early is that he felt that he ignored these "old friends".

Fang Yan didn't have many opportunities to come to the south, and he was able to enter grandpa's study only a few times. He looked at the huge study with envy, and reached for a thread bound book "Zuo Zongtang's anecdote collection" in the bookshelf."Stop it." Lu shouts.

Fang Yan quickly shrunk his hand and looked at Lu Zhan incomprehensibly.

"Clean your hands first." Lu Zhan pointed to the corner and said.

"My hands are clean."

"That's what you think."

Fang Yan smiled bitterly. He had to wash his hands and wipe them with a white towel, which made him dare to touch these babies.

"Every book is the work of the author. Be respectful of words. " Lu Zhan said.

"I see." Fang Yan looked at the book Liu San Bian's history of wind and current in his hand, and was immediately full of respect.

Lu stood at his desk and looked at Fang Yan and said, "Fang Yan, do you want to make Du Qing as a friend?"

"It's not about making friends." Fang Yan smiled. He went to Lu Zhan and explained, "it's like taking advantage of each other. He wants to take advantage of your potential, and I want to take advantage of his potential - "

" to teach and educate people well, what potential do you take? "

Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said, "Grandpa, I think so. But don't you see the reality? I didn't invite anyone to be my language teacher. As a result, they gave me such a show: two fists are invincible and four hands are invincible. No matter how strong a boss is, it can't beat a group. There has to be a teammate to help at the critical moment. Even if you don't help to stand by and roar at the same time, it's OK -- "

Lu opened his eyes and said," the person behind the scenes has been found? "

"I found it." Fang Yan said.

"Who is it?" Lu opened his eyes sharply and said in a cold voice.

Fang Yan knows grandpa's stubborn temper. If you let him know who the enemy is, you will never die with him. He's strict with himself, but he's quite pampered.

"Grandpa, I'll take care of it myself." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Everything makes an old man appear, and your grandson is incompetent, isn't it?"

"Be safe." Said Lu Zhan. "It's not like it used to be."

"I understand." Fang Yan agrees.

"Teach well and educate people, bring out more good seedlings ---- I don't ask you to make all the students in your class like dragons and tigers. I also know that this is unrealistic. But bring more good students out, which is to make great contributions to the society. " Lu opened his mouth to persuade him. He has done education all his life, so he will "educate" people as long as he has the opportunity.

This is also the reason why grandma repeatedly asked Fang Yan to stay and still insisted on renting a house outside. He is not afraid of his own martial arts grandfather and father, just afraid of the scholar grandfather who has no binding power.

"I will try to learn from the public." Fang Yan flatters.

Lu Zhan's face looked better and said, "I didn't approve of letting you learn martial arts before. In peacetime, what are you doing to learn the skills of fighting and killing all day long? It's not enough to get up every morning and practice "Wuqinxi" for several rounds of Taiji? More reading is the right way, and poetry is the spirit of the belly. "

"Grandpa said it." Fang Yan thought of Dantian's feeling like a fire again. He knew that he must have been touched by something, otherwise he would not have such a situation. Said: "Grandpa today in the face of many strong enemies can not avoid, looking at people's enthusiastic admiration."

"Strong enemy? It's just gangsters. " Lu opens a sneer. "They are afraid of me. I don't have them. Du Qing from the bottom of the fight, naturally realize that life is not easy. What's the good of them breaking up my old bone? "

"I wish I could be just like Grandpa." Fang Yan said with a smile. This sentence is not entirely flattering, but also has his real idea. When he saw grandpa proudly saying "I know you have a lot of money, but today I'll see what you can do for me", his heart was really touched.

"Why can't you do it?" Lu Kai asked. "Since you were a child, you have heard a lot, worked hard at the same time, wrote a good hand, drew a good hand, understood the piano, and played the flute. You are smart, intelligent and observant. You have more than me and many people. Why can't you do it?"

Fang Yan looks at grandpa in surprise. Does the old man think highly of himself?

"Because you lack spirit." Lu zhengse said. "No words, no weight, no soul, no standing. The reason why Madame is human is not that she has eight feet of body, but that she has spirit. Napoleon was five feet and two inches, but he became a great man with his horse and sword. Fang Yan, you have so many talents. Why can't you get what you want? "

Spirit!

You lack spirit!

Fang Yan seems to have been possessed by a devil. It's all the words in his mind.

The burning feeling in Dantian is strong again, and there is a kind of feeling of burning a hole in the skin.

His forehead was sweaty and his face was very embarrassed.

He had a sharp pain in his mind, like a fireworks explosion in a galaxy.

All over the sky, starry and dazzling.