Li Fan's literary youth fell ill.

This was discovered first by Gu Yating, and then Li Fan suddenly woke up in shock.

"Why did you talk about Hegel's objective idealistic system when you give a speech? You are not publishing academic research, and your audience is not a college student. It's too academic. However, the struggle between Hegel and Schopenhauer is quite interesting." Gu Yating "teached".

Li Fan's literary and teenage disease occurred, but fortunately, he was not a severe patient. After Gu Yating reminded him, Li Fan discovered the problem.

Just as Gu Yating said, your audience is ordinary people. You come up and have a lot of big principles, quote classics, etc. The audience must fall asleep. It must be easy to understand, vivid and interesting, and be motivated after listening.

Li Fan fully agrees.

"What's wrong? It's not your style."

Li Fan thought about it himself. It was probably because he was too fascinated by studying so much that his people changed. It seemed that his parents rushed out to "find life" and made some sense.

"Do you understand down-to-earth? This is a typical case where you have too much ink in your stomach, and when you arrive on the public stage, you unconsciously want to show your strength, right?"

"this……"

"Don't deny it!"

"Yes, Meimei Gu criticized it."

Gu Yating nodded with satisfaction, "Oh, that's right. If you know your mistakes, you can correct them, and you still have a future of cultivation!"

Oh, Gu Yating was very happy at this moment. She actually said Li Fan so much that she was a little teacher. It felt so good!

Gu Yating took a sip of water to moisten her throat and said, "About this speech, I must be revised, so I will give you a few more words..."

Then, this is not a question of a few words. From Li Fan's house to taking a plane, whenever this girl thinks of any ideas, suggestions, or any classic speech, she will immediately share it with Li Fan. Every time she sees Li Fan nodding, she will show off her eyebrows and cannot hide her excitement.

I was so tired that since I met Li Fan, Gu Yating has been at a disadvantage. It can be considered as finding an opportunity to give advice to Li Fan. It was so exciting. The depressed person who was depressed in the chest swept the slap in the face!

Li Fan pretended to be crazy and followed her wishes, which was very interesting.

"Hey, I'm giving it to you. How much you can understand depends on your luck. Master leads you to practice alone, so work hard!"

After saying that, Gu Yating leaned on her back chair, took out the MP3 player, plugged in her headphones, and prepared to listen to the song.

If you say that people who like to sing have high requirements for equipment, the imported MP3 players and high-end headphones with astonishingly expensive prices will be given to the ordinary class’s salary in a few months.

Li Fan drooled at such an expensive HIFI-level player, then looked at Gu Yating, and thought of a very appropriate idiom: waste of resources!

Perhaps the music in the player was playing, Gu Yating closed her eyes and her head seemed to sway slightly along with the music.

He quietly pulled off the earplugs of Gu Yating's left ear and inserted them into his cochlea. Gu Yating ignored him and fell asleep soon.

More than 20 minutes later, Li Fan took out his domestic small tablet and transferred the audio files inside to the MP3 player, and then listened happily.

Huh? Gu Yating gradually opened her eyes, frowned, and a strange voice came from her headphones: We said last time that the white-browed hero Xu Liang...

"Li Fan!!"

"Uh... your sound quality is really good! The three-band balance is balanced, the resolution is very good, and the voice is solid..."

Then, the two of them listened to storytelling with their headphones.

...

The capital is still the same capital, the bustling city, the bad air.

After getting off the plane and taking a taxi to Xiyuan Road, the two of them arrived at the internationally renowned Beijing University.

As soon as I got off the bus, the first thing that caught my eye was the South Campus Gate of Beijing University. Six red gates were opposite each other, and colorful eaves were towering above it. A blue plaque was hung directly above the campus gate. Four powerful characters "Beijing University" were hung on it. There was also a pair of majestic stone lions on both sides of the door, with bright eyes and strong momentum.

The design of the South School gate has a typical Chinese classical architectural color, dignified and elegant, solemn and generous. Since the establishment of the school more than 100 years ago, this gate has witnessed several catastrophes of the Beijing University.

Although it is already midsummer and many majors in the university are on holiday, the campus is still very lively, with many students staying on campus, graduate students, doctoral students, etc., and groups of tourists.

"This is the best liberal arts college in China, the cradle of leaders, the Beijing University," a tour guide said to a group of foreign tourists: "The rise and fall of China in 100 years, and the only thing that has lasted forever is the feelings of Beijing University. From here, countless outstanding people, national leaders, and great scholars..."

In addition to various tour guide groups, there are also some friends from groups of three to three to visit the school.

The two of them put their suitcases at the door, and after a while, Zhang Lei rushed over.

"Two children, welcome to Beijing University!"

Zhang Lei has lost weight, has a garish face and is very haggard.

Seeing this, Li Fan smiled and said, "Brother Lei, have you broken up again?"

"Go and go, I'm graduating, I'm worried about finding a job, and it's not up to my heart." At this point, Zhang Lei answered a call, "Oh, hello, I, Zhang Lei... To be honest, the annual salary of 200,000 is a bit low, yes, let's talk about it when we meet."

Zhang Lei sighed after putting down the phone, "Hey, the housing price in Beijing CBD is more than 100,000 yuan per square meter. When can I buy a house with this little salary?"

Li Fan asked in surprise: "The treatment of academic research is so good?"

"What academic research? When will I get a good start in academic research? Now, as long as I can use my talents, I can consider any position."

Li Fan gave a suggestion: "Actually, you can go to business. If you can travel through time, you will become more developed."

"I'm so shit! Let's take you to report."

After paying the money at the registration office, receiving the temporary card and bedding, the enthusiastic senior brother and sister helped the two carry their luggage and act separately.

Gu Yating went to the female bedroom building in District C. It was in the backyard and was far away. A senior sister specially found a patrol car on the campus, and several people quickly left.

Li Fan’s dormitory building is Building 1, Area A, which is very contemporary. The corridor is very clean, although the walls are a bit mottled.

"Are you very disappointed? Other universities are full of modern atmosphere. When we come here, we are old antiques."

"I'm not here to enjoy my life when I go to school. Such an environment can make people feel the essence of university. When I walk here, a strong and simple academic wind blows in my face. I feel like I'm bathing in the spring breeze, and the charm of the century-old Beijing University is soaked in my heart."

"Speak human words!"

"Uh... Brother Lei, this is too backward. Our high school dormitory is all over these 10 streets. Is this a historical building before the victory of the Anti-Japanese War? Is there an independent bathroom? Oh my god, don't tell me that I can't take a shower!"

A senior said, "Don't worry, when I participated in the Boya Cup last year, I felt cold when I saw this building. The environment was too difficult. But later I realized that this place was not the residence of the students. It was already idle and was in a semi-protected state. When you were in college, you should have lived in the West Apartment, right Brother Lei."

Zhang Lei nodded.

Room 303, a group of people pushed the door open and entered.

"Brother Lei, we're leaving! Goodbye, young man."

"Young man, come on, perform well in the "Boya Cup"!"

The two seniors and Li Fan and Zhang Lei said goodbye and took the other students.

There were ten beds on the upper and lower bunks in the room, and six or seven students had already arrived. After Li Fan entered the house, there were some people who greeted him enthusiastically. Two people knew him and said that the show was very exciting, and of course more people were more indifferent.

After all, those who come here are all promiscuous children, young and frivolous, and born with a sense of confidence that they are not inferior to others.

Many people complain indoors:

"This is still a wooden bed, and the paint has been lost. What's wrong with Kyoto University? It's so bad that it's gold and jade!

"When I become the president of Peking University, I will definitely improve it!"

...

Zhang Lei taught a lesson: "Are you here to enjoy the happiness or study? Just talk about this dormitory, do you know how many awesome people you go out? That bed was lived by Mr. Zhang Yin, and this bed was lived by Master Lu Jianye. If you don't believe it, you can see. There is also a signature engraved on the bed board below."

Everyone turned on the mattress and found that a line of majestic fonts came into view:

Nothing is better to cultivate your heart than to have few desires, and the greatest joy is as good as reading - Lu Jianye, titled in 1973.

Everyone nodded, it was indeed a sense of history!

At this time, a faint voice sounded:
Chapter completed!