On the first day after the National Day holiday, the school suddenly held a meeting of all students in the third year of junior high school and 1992. In a sense, this meeting can be regarded as a proud personal commendation meeting.

But the commendation method and the effect produced make Zhang Yang feel uncomfortable.

The meeting was held in the school auditorium, with no hosting, no opening, no performance. After Zhang Yang and his team entered the venue, they soon saw an old man dressed in neat clothes walking up, standing in the center of the stage, holding the microphone, and looking at the dark students who didn't know why the meeting was held.

"Some classmates may not have seen me before. I will introduce myself. My name is Tang Ziyu, and I am your principal."

"This will be a bit sudden today because the school does not have such a routine, but I decided at the end of the semester. The reason why I waited until today is to allow everyone to have a good time for the National Day holiday that just ended."

"I hope everyone can have a happier vacation, because what I will say next may make you less happy."

"You are the 1992 class of Huaxing University. Since the change of the era in 1921, you are the 71st class of students. The freshmen who have just entered the school this year are not clear, but if you count the 193 class, there are 72 students in total. It is not an exaggeration to say that to the fact that you are the worst class."

The whole audience was quiet and silent.

"Why do I say that? It's not that you have bad grades, nor that you often do bad things, either."

"A senior in the education industry said that the so-called university is not about having a building or a master. I think you should know the meaning of this sentence. But this refers to the faculty. A university must have good equipment and good teachers, but is this a good university?"

"Huaxing has good equipment, good teachers, and good environment. I want to say a bit arrogant. There are many people in the whole world that surpass Huaxing in this regard, but not many."

"Then why can we enjoy such treatment? Some of those equipment cost millions, and many mentors also have a high status, including our environment and these buildings. Why should we give such a large piece of land?"

"Can you buy the tuition fees you pay every year?"

"You may have many classmates, and they also go to college. They pay no less than you, and some even have more tuition fees. They don't have such an environment, such equipment, and such tutors."

"Why?"

"You have to think about it, why?"

"Because you have higher scores in the exam and because you are better, you can pay the same or even less tuition fees and enjoy a better education in a good environment. Why? What is the logic here?"

"Because! Everyone, from the people to the country, has agreed that you will be better in the future! You will make greater contributions! So the country allocates 100 million yuan per year from the national income! Only then can you spend less money to enjoy a better environment, so that one day you can make a reward after you leave the school gate!"

"Huaxing has come out of many students and has made many outstanding contributions in all aspects. Liu Xu, Yang Kai, Mei Shiwu, Jiang Chengye, Tao Qing, and Congrong are all names that you have heard since childhood, and some of them are known only by understanding relevant knowledge. But looking at the modern and modern history of China, you can see the names of many students who have come out of it."

"There are many people who have made outstanding contributions now, such as Zhao Cen, Kang Qingyi, Ma Buqi, and Changbei, who have all walked out of the school."

"These, and many people you have never heard of, have supported Huaxing now and received your current treatment."

"If you don't talk about these people who are far away from you, let's talk about those who are closer. You are in the 92 class. If you walk into the campus and they leave the campus, from a certain perspective, this is also a kind of successor. Of course, many of them do not really leave the school, but just leave their undergraduate degree and continue their studies."

"There are 1,048 students in this class, and I can find no less than twenty names that you will definitely hear in various industries in the future. Wang Yuwei, Zhou Qin, one of the main participants of the Jingyue Satellite that our school just launched last year, was selected as a junior in Hongmeng Company's Genius Youth Program Chen Tao. He is now studying carbon-based materials with his mentor. This is one of the main areas of the fourth industrial revolution in the future. Chen Hang, you may be using the software to order takeaway on your mobile phone. He is the founder He Zihua, and has just completed his own solo concert. Wang Fei."

The old man seemed to be nagging and counting some names on the stage, "Even your juniors in the next class have shown such momentum, Li Shishi, Yang Chen, Xiao Gang, and Zheng Tianyu."

"Where are you?"

"I counted it all, and I could only see half of it. The reason why I said half is because even if this classmate didn't come to Huaxing, it would not affect his talent and achievements. To be honest, he is better than me, the principal. Not only now, after ten, twenty or fifty years, everyone will remember him, not me."

"Everyone already knows who he is, right?"

"But there is one of them, which cannot represent all of you. I see many people, online and media, saying that Zhang Yang is talented, right? They all say that."

"But you can't think so. How many students are there in China? How many students are there in the world who report on Huaxing every year? How many people do we admit every year? How do you come in?"

"It's okay to compare with others. Do you think you are inferior to others than others?"

"When I was thinking about what outstanding students you have in this class, I thought for a long time and couldn't find the second name. Here is Huaxing, and I couldn't find the second person! Children, when did Huaxing have such a situation?"

"Don't blame the dazzling light of Changyang. He did everything well and covered us all, even the teacher. It's not like this. This world is big and this era is even more magnificent. Even if all of you shine, you can tolerate it."

"Every piece of land you have walked here, every step, every flower and plant, has the footprints left by the sages. Every minute and every second you are here is the dream of many people outside. Children, cherish it."

"Huaxing has no school motto, only one monument. I hope you can go to the monument when you leave school."

"Okay, disband."

After no one moved for a long time, the old man looked at the dark crowd again, sighed, and turned around and stepped down without saying anything.

Someone started to get up and leave one after another. Zhang Yang went to Lin Yiran’s place to find her first. Her roommate smiled and joked: “Half of your house is here.”

Even if you can enter Huaxing, no matter how ordinary it is, how can you feel a little proud? The old man’s speech on stage just now deeply stimulated the vast majority of people present. It is unclear whether he is working hard to do it, but he must have remembered Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang was now looking at the halo of attention and had already received a lot of attention along the way. He only smiled and after a few greetings, he held hands with Lin Yiran and left.

“How is it like being praised in public?”

“Not very good.”

Zhang Yang looked at her and emphasized again: "It's very not very good."

Lin Yiran bulged his cheeks and wrinkled his nose again. Zhang Yang smiled and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Library, I want to study, I can't always be blocked by you."

"Don't make fun of you. We stand together and everyone will see who you are not sure?"

"Anyway, the principal said that, I want to work hard to make everyone talk about Zhang Yang in the future, just say that it is Lin Yiran's boyfriend, instead of Lin Yiran's girlfriend."

"Why are you as naive as Zhang Wei?"

"This is not called childishness, this is called ambition!"

"Isn't it childish or childish?"

"Why is ambition so naive?"

"Are you childish, of course you are childish."

"Hate!"

Autumn time passed by in a flash. At the end of October, Xiao Feng committed suicide, causing a lot of trouble for the readers. When the Divine Condor Heroes, everyone could not find the author. This time, Zhang Yang could not hide behind Zhang Muzhi to watch the fun. He was sent private messages by many readers, commented, criticized, and even insulted and threatened. I don’t know if he was a real reader.

However, there are naturally some real readers who are dissatisfied with this. For example, Lin Yiran and Tianlong brothers did not like any of them, but instead admired Duan Zhengchun.

"Duan Zhengchun is a fantasy, but he treats everyone very carefully, and he is also very responsible until he dies. Of course, this is not to say that Duan Zhengchun is good, but the rest of you are too bad."

"No need to say anything about the abbot? Qiao Feng is the hero, and he really doesn't understand the love between children. Duan Yu is just a self-righteous fool. Does he really like Wang Yuyan? I don't know. I saw a portrait, and Wang Yuyan looks more like the portrait, so I like it. He even pestered Wang Yuyan, and he was selfish and cold and Xu Zhu."

"You see who are you writing about? Even big radishes like Duan Zhengchun are highlighted as good men."

Although Lin Yiran has strict tutoring, he has lived a good life since childhood and has grown up with stars. He has never encountered any setbacks. He has had a relationship once and can be called the kind that countless girls envy, romance and affection, so he is somewhat perfectionist.

With more than a year of poverty alleviation, she is no longer ignorant of the sufferings of the world, but due to her experience, she still takes it for granted in many things. Naturally, she is not as satisfied with the relatively realistic Tianlong Bazi, as the relatively romantic The Legend of the Condor Heroes or even the Divine Condor Heroes.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "The eight divisions of the Heavenly Dragons and Dragons, all sentient beings suffer, and they are not romantic at all."

"What's this? Besides not being able to fall in love, Qiao Feng is very good, almost perfect hero." Lin Yiran was not surprised by Qiao Feng's death, because he had already seen the clues before and guessed that he had also checked him for verification.

In fact, it was not just her. During the Tianlong serialization period, people pointed out that Xiao Feng might end tragically in the future and would most likely die.

However, given that martial arts is popular and Zhang Yang is very familiar with how to please readers, and whether it will be written like this is still doubtful. When the ending came out and Xiao Feng really died in such a tragic way, most ordinary readers were dissatisfied, while the critics all praised it, believing that Xiao Feng's death will be sublimated again, and it can be called the best heroic image in martial arts so far.

This argument has affected public opinion to a certain extent, but there are still a large number of people who don’t buy it. Originally, everyone is happy to watch martial arts, but you have to find fault. Who will scold you if you don’t scold you? Some people scold you will give you face, but no one will watch you and no one will scold you.

As a former Internet writer, Zhang Yang naturally knew this well and did not explain it. He waited for time to give the answer.

Zhang Yang did not have a routine break this time. On Saturday, November 5, the Swordsman, the Swordsman, was officially serialized. For him, martial arts is already an auxiliary. On the one hand, it lays the foundation for the next martial arts dramas, and on the other hand, it makes himself famous, which is relatively more casual.

Hanchuang still occupies the top three major reimbursement volumes, but the overall sales of the three companies are continuing to decline. At the same time, the number of subscriptions on the Internet is rising steadily, especially mobile clients. For this reason, Hanchuang has specially optimized the layout of the mobile terminal, making a large amount of text look easier and more concise on the mobile screen.

The protagonist Linghu Chong, the Smiling and Proud Wanderer, did not appear until the fifth chapter. Lin Pingzhi, who appeared in the front, was very good at the protagonist, was chivalrous, and was wiped out. This was a must-have for the protagonist of martial arts. Therefore, after this chapter, most people believed that he was the protagonist.

As for the opponent, he felt that Zhang Muzhi would not write such a clichéd plot, so he naturally refuted that writing good in a clichéd is the ability. Maybe Zhang Yang wanted to prove this time.

Reading comments after each update is already a part of Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran's life. I naturally see these things. I am quite interesting, but I will not spend more time paying attention to them.

The Sixth is Yang Yuting's birthday. It is no longer as big as last year. Only a few people were invited to the house. Zhang Yang probably enjoyed Lin Yiran's light. He walked into the courtyard for the first time and met many people, Chu Yu's parents, Yang Mu's parents, including Yang Yuting's grandparents, and Yang Yuting's uncle and aunt who have special identities and no real power but is still a symbol of some kind.

When dealing with such people, even in private occasions, how can you relax? Zhang Yang felt deeply stressed and was trembling. Lin was still the same, but he was relatively calm because she was more familiar with Yang Yuting, and she knew Su Hui and Chu Yu's mother and Yang Yuting's aunt.

Lin Yiran herself was unaware of this, and she only learned from her aunt Yang Yuting that she and Su Hui were once high school classmates and one of the two founders of Hongzhuang Magazine.

In recent years, Su Hui had little contact with her, and some things must have happened since then. She did not take the initiative to say it, and Lin Yiran naturally didn't ask, and called her "Aunt Ming" affectionately.

The two generations soon gathered in small circles, and Yang Yuting seemed very happy. Everyone present knew what the nineteenth birthday meant. When she saw her, she naturally became happy. The atmosphere on the surface seemed very relaxed and harmonious.

Yang Yuting's health is not in good condition these days, so the birthday party did not last long. It was less than ten o'clock when Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran left. She drank some wine with Yang Yuting. It would not be drunk, but it could be seen that she had drunk. Zhang Yang was worried that going back like this would make her parents unhappy, so she would take her back to her place first and ask her to go back slowly first.

The car stopped downstairs, and Zhang Hongkang went back first. Zhang Yang and her entered the house hand in hand, turned around and closed the door. Lin Yiran, who seemed very awake all the way, suddenly muttered something vaguely, opened his arms and wrapped it in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

Zhang Yang was a little funny. He hugged her with one hand and turned on the light with the other hand. Seeing her lying in her arms, her eyes closed, her cheeks were so red that she couldn't help but reach out and pinch them, and then he pushed the cats that were about to come over with his feet.

Lin Yiran looked at him with his face up, his eyes were watery under the light, soft and charming, and he pouted and said, "He is a little dizzy, you hug me."

Zhang Yang simply picked her up horizontally. It seemed that this was the first time. She was a little uncomfortable. Lin Yiran also screamed "ah" and reached out to put his arm around his neck, staring at her with his eyes blinking.

Zhang Yang looked down at her, she smiled sweetly, rubbed her head against him, closed her eyes, and screamed softly: "Husband."

"Hey, I'm so obedient today?" Zhang Yang was a little surprised, but he didn't expect that drinking would have such an effect.

Lin Yiran opened his eyes and glanced at him, then closed him again, "I am already well-behaved."

"Where are you putting it on the sofa or on the bed?"

"what ever."

Zhang Yang put her on his bed and poured a glass of warm water. Lin Yiran lay on the bed, watching him walk over with his big eyes, stretching his neck like a giraffe, opening his mouth to feed him, Zhang Yang had to sigh and feed her with the cup.

After drinking water, Lin Yiran wanted to pillow his lap again. Zhang Yang had to sit and hold her head to her thighs, then leaned down one by one, looked, looked, kiss, after a while, Zhang Yang let her go, looked at the time, and said, "Are you awake? I'll send you back."
To be continued...