An apartment near Peking University.

In the early morning, Chen Congwen finished washing up and shouted to the next door: "Chongxuan, Jiang Wei, are you going to Peking University today?"

"What are you doing at Peking University?" Ding Ling asked open the door.

Chen Congwen said: "Peking University resumes classes today, and the new principal is Mr. Zhou Hexuan."

"Is it really Mr. Zhou?" Hu Yepin ran out excitedly.

Chen Congwen asked back: "You don't know?"

Hu Yepin and Ding Ling and his wife originally lived in Xishan. After Zhang Zuolin took control of Peking, they lived in seclusion and even decided to escape to the south. Later, they found that they were minions and were completely invisible to Zhang Zuolin's eyes, so they felt at ease.

Chen Congwen and them were friends and neighbors. Not long ago, the three of them moved to the vicinity of Peking University together and actively engaged in literary creation. Chen Congwen's "The Fireside" was even selected and published by "Novel Monthly" and became more and more famous.

They read the latest issue of "Novel Monthly" and were amazed at Zhou Hexuan's "Goddess". Chen Congwen also wrote a letter to Zhou Hexuan asking for literary creation. He often did such things, and wrote them to Lu Xun, Yu Dafu and others.

After breakfast, the three of them went to Peking University together. Although they were not students of Peking University, they all published their works through Peking University Xinchao Club and often came to the school to participate in activities.

When we reach the playground, there are more and more people.

Chen Congwen smuggled into the crowd of students, waiting for Zhou Hexuan to come on stage to speak, his ears were filled with the whispers of the students.

"How could Zhou Hexuan be our new principal? It's so strange."

"Oh, it would be great if Principal Cai could come back."

"Haha, Cai Yuanpei, he has long forgotten all Peking University."

"Don't talk nonsense! Principal Cai stayed in Shanghai because he was afraid of being wanted by warlords."

"You are nonsense. Ren Kecheng, the Minister of Education, personally sent a telephone number to invite Cai Yuanpei to return to school, but he refused to come back!"

"Anyway, you are not allowed to speak bad things about Principal Cai!"

"He can do it, why can't I scold him? All the teachers and students in the school have been looking forward to him for half a year. Where was he in Peking University's most difficult time? He is happy in the south!"

“…”

That was so resentful, like a girl who was abandoned by a heartless man.

At around 8 o'clock in the morning, the school teachers also came to the playground and urged the students to line up.

Zhong Guanguang took the lead in making his debut and said, "Teachers and classmates, today is a happy day for Peking University to resume classes. We have wasted two months this semester. I hope everyone can work hard and work hard to make up for all the delayed homework in the remaining time... Now, please invite the principal Mr. Zhou Hexuan to give a speech!"

"Smack it!"

The applause was not loud, and the principal Zhou Hexuan has not yet been recognized by students. Being a scholar is one thing, and being a principal is another. His prestige is not enough to convince the public.

Zhou Hexuan walked to the microphone. The thing was quite big and looked a bit like a car steering wheel. When he saw the noise in the audience, he didn't speak immediately, but just stood there waiting without saying a word.

Chen Congwen said in surprise: "Mr. Zhou is so young!"

"Don't speak out, you don't respect people." Ding Ling reminded.

The other students seemed to realize this, and gradually the noise became less and they all looked up at Zhou Hexuan and waited for him to speak.

"I know you are not convinced," Zhou Hexuan said in his first sentence, "I am 28 years old this year. I am neither a graduate of a prestigious university nor a high-ranking official of the Ministry of Education. I am not qualified to be the president of Peking University. What is Peking University? China's first national university, inheriting the orthodox Imperial College and the ancestral home of the university. Everyone present is the pride of heaven! And I am just a rude person who wanders around the world. I am indecent and nameless, without talent or virtue, and I am indeed not worthy of being your principal!"

Having said that, the audience was completely quiet.

Zhou Hexuan continued, "To be honest, I, the principal, was appointed by Zhang Zuolin himself. It was Zhang Zuolin who sent troops to surround Peking University and put Peking University in a desperate situation. He is a reactionary warlord, and I am the lackey of the reactionary warlord!"

"boom!"

The scene was in an uproar, and the students whispered to each other again, looking at Zhou Hexuan in surprise.

Ma Yuzao said in surprise: "What the hell does he want to do?"

"Continue listening." Zhong Guanguang said with a smile.

Ma Jue took his sister Ma Yan's hand and looked at the guy on the stage curiously. They were still in middle school and elementary school, but they usually lived in Peking University, so today they were watching the fun. Ma Jue smiled and said, "Dad, this principal is really brave enough to speak, aren't you afraid of offending people?"

Ma Yuzao said thoughtfully: "Sometimes, it may be a good thing to talk about in person."

"I think he speaks like Mr. Lu Xun like this." Ma Jue muttered.

No matter how surprised everyone was, Zhou Hexuan continued to say: "Men and women should introduce each other on their first date so that everyone can know the truth. Let me first talk about myself, my ancestral home is Zhili. If I do something bad in the future, you want to dig my ancestral grave and try to find a tombstone in Zhili. When you meet the family surnamed Zhou, you may be my ancestor."

The teachers and students were already stunned. This was a big deal that even the digging of the ancestral tombs was coming out, and the more they talked, the more they became more outrageous.

"During the Gengzi period, my family's ancestor died in the war. My father took me and my mother to Nanyang to join relatives. I was only two years old at that time," Zhou Hexuan began to describe his fabricated life experience. "The Chinese are hardworking and simple, and the natives are lazy and stupid, so the economy of Nanyang is in the hands of the Chinese. My distant uncle is a wealthy businessman in Nanyang. Not only has hundreds of acres of fertile land, but also mines and do business. So I also enjoyed a blessing in my childhood. Until I was eight years old! My uncle's mine was occupied by foreigners, and the manor was burned and killed by the rebellious natives. I hid in the wine cellar before I escaped by luck. I knew that this was a collusion between foreigners and natives, killing my uncle's family, and even my parents died! But this kind of thing is too normal in Nanyang. Chinese are rich, but they are regarded as a fat pig to be slaughtered. Why? Because China is too weak to support her citizens!"

Zhou Hexuan's acting skills are very clever. When he talks about it, he yells out his face, and his face is full of sadness.

The teachers and students present were gradually attracted by his "life experience" and abandoned their distractions and stopped to listen.

Zhou Hexuan said: "I have been a beggar and a newspaper boy in Nanyang. I can't help but become a thief when I'm so hungry. My biggest dream at that time was to be able to eat enough every day and have a house to hide from the wind and rain. What is China? I don't know, it has nothing to do with me."

Shen Congwen thought to himself: It turns out that the creation of "The Goddess" comes from Mr. Zhou's own experience.

"When I was ten years old, I stole a missionary's bread and was caught on the spot," Zhou Hexuan sneered, "He did not hand me over to the police, but accepted me as a young follower. But he is not a good person. Not only do I have to work, I am often beaten and scolded by him, and he called him a pig. But I want to thank him, he taught me to read and write English. Later, I went to the United States with the missionary, which was really a bad country. You have never stayed abroad, so don't treat the powers as paradise.

The poor people may not necessarily live better than the Chinese people. In the British factories, many children die or are disabled every year. In the United States, which claims to be democratic, the first class is white, the second class is Latin American, and the third class is black and Indian natives. As for the Chinese, their status may be better than that of beasts. I have seen Chinese people beaten to death, and the American police are watching the fun. At that time, I began to think about what China is? Why am I Chinese? What's wrong with China?"

Yes, what's wrong with China?

The students were either sad, angry, or silent, all immersed in Zhou Hexuan's story, but instead forgot his identity as principal.

Zhou Hexuan changed the topic step by step, and he did it.

Well, continue to fool.
Chapter completed!