When Fang Ye finished saying this, he could already see Sa Beining winking at him.

Then, I heard those words.

Immediately, he realized what was going on.

Sa Beining sighed heavily.

Looking at Fang Ye in front of him, he whispered: "Brother, you take care of yourself... That's Mr. Nan."

Fang Ye saw that the door at the back of the studio had been opened.

The person who walked in was an old man on crutches.

This old man looked like, Fang Ye felt, already over ninety years old.

However, when he walked, he still looked full of energy and looked like he could live for many years.

"Nan Lao, Nan Lao, please calm down, calm down."

Sa Beining quickly stepped forward to persuade.

Fang Ye also looked at Nan Lao.

Before coming, he heard Zhang Zhiyuan say it.

This speech was written by Mr. Nan.

Nan Lao's identity is very unusual, his full name is Nan Dingguo.

He was one of the participants in the youth movement that year and also led a small group of students to participate.

It is one of the only remaining achievements from that year.

So what he said is very, very weighty here.

Looking at Mr. Nan in front of him, Fang Ye suddenly felt a little guilty.

Nan Dingguo stared at Fang Ye and said slowly: "The manuscript must be written! It is against the rules to ask me to write it! I have been eliminated by the times, and you are the ones in this new era.

Master, but... now not only do you ask me to write it, but you are not even willing to write it down. What kind of talk is that?? Your attitude makes me uneasy about leaving the future in your hands!!"

Listening to Nan Dingguo's words, Fang Ye's face instantly showed a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Ahem, um, Mr. Nan, I...slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue!! I must remember it, I won't fail to remember it!"

Fang Ye said quickly.

This old man would be in trouble if he accidentally made him angry.

However, in front of Nan Dingguo, Fang Ye's translation seemed a bit glib.

He looked at Fang Ye in front of him, suppressed his anger, and said with a cold face: "Are you the youngest professor in our country?"

"Well...good luck, good luck."

Fang Ye said.

"Nonsense!! How can you be lucky enough to become a professor? That can only be accomplished with your strength! Being able to become a professor shows that your ability is not weak, but... you treat such serious things too much.

It’s child’s play…”

Nan Dingguo began to scold him.

Fang Ye and Sa Beining listened silently, not daring to interrupt in the slightest.

Not long after, the old man slowly said: "Oh! Today's young people... one generation is not as good as the other! I don't know what the country will become if it is handed over to you!"

Fang Ye raised his head: "Old man, if you say this, I don't agree with it."

Sa Beining suddenly raised his head and looked at Fang Ye.

Wink at him desperately.

Let him say a few words less.

"Huh? Why don't you agree? You don't even want to write down your speech. Are you lazy?"

Nan Dingguo stared at Fang Ye and said.

Fang Ye shook his head and said: "How can this be laziness? Old man, it's not me... you should also know that this kind of speech now tends to be superficial.

Now, things are different from before. I know that that movement and speech back then could really mobilize countless young people.ъìqυgΕtv.℃ǒΜ

But now... this kind of speech is really just a formality. Very few young people will watch it. Everyone is busy with their lives.

So it's not that I'm lazy, it's just that I don't want to waste too much time here.

I'm not saying that if everyone can really watch this show, I can write a speech myself.

This will definitely not be worse than what you are doing now, and it will make many young people feel like they have been given blood.

Today's young people are not inferior to each other, it's just... they haven't taken it seriously yet, like me."

Listening to Fang Ye's words, Nan Dingguo took a careful look at the boy.

Then he said: "Do you know what you are talking about?"

"Know."

Fang Ye said slowly.

"Okay, I'll take this speech back."

The theory of Nan Dingguo.

"???" Fang Ye looked puzzled.

"I can create such a platform for you. On May Fourth, all young people watching TV will see your speech, but... your speech must be up to standard."

The theory of Nan Dingguo.

When he heard this, Fang Yema immediately reacted.

This old man is actually angry with him?

Hearing this, he also laughed: "Of course there is no problem, then let's give it a try."

"Good!! I hope you don't disappoint me!"

After finishing speaking, Nan Dingguo stood up, turned around and left directly.

Seeing this, Fang Ye also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Old Fang, are you... off the hook?"

Sa Beining looked at Fang Ye in front of him and couldn't help but say.

After hearing this, Fang Ye blinked and said, "Aren't I trying to give our young people a chance?"

"Where can you find a better speech script than Mr. Nan?"

Sa Beining asked.

When Fang Ye heard this, he immediately said: "Don't worry about this, I will prepare it."

"Well... I wish you good luck, alas! In fact, this time is mainly a special anniversary, so we hope that the old man will come out. At first, the old man was not willing, but now... Hurry, now say

These have no meaning anymore, come on!"

Sa Beining looked at Fang Ye, patted his shoulder and said.

Fang Ye nodded and said nothing more.

And on the other side...

After Nan Dingguo walked out.

A smile finally appeared on his face.

Immediately, Li Weifan, the director this time, walked up quickly.

"Mr. Nan, you...really let him write it by himself?"

After hearing this, Nan Dingguo also laughed and said lightly: "If young people are ambitious, why not?"

"But this... we only have two or three days left. Is it really okay?"

Li Weifan was a little worried. Fang Ye was not a Chinese professor, he was a music professor.

You can’t go up and sing a song, right??

This isn't right.

"Hahahaha! Don't worry, when the time comes, just give him mine as usual."

Nan Dingguo smiled.

"Ah?" Li Weifan was stunned, a little confused.

"Don't understand? I'm just provoking him. If he doesn't react like this, I will replace him directly. As for his speech, I don't really want him to go.

To write, I just want him to have an attitude."

Nan Dingguo smiled.

Hearing this, Li Weifan shook his head in confusion.

No wonder...

He asked why Mr. Nan suddenly became so unstable.
Chapter completed!