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The first thousand two hundred and thirty-five chapters of the strong man's anger, the wind and thunder (1)

It was sunny and it was a good weather.

Yin Shouzu was in a good mood.

As the grandson of a traitor who established the "North China Federation" back then, Yin Shouzu has always had a wish that he wanted to glorify his ancestors.

This matter is too difficult, Yin Shouzu thought, it is probably too difficult to take a wrong approach without a sword, because the people will not agree.

Then change it from the perspective of thought.

For this reason, Yin Shouzu devoted himself to cultural research. After traveling to Japan many times, this guy felt that the opportunity had come.

"This is an era of peace and development, and all old accounts should be settled from scratch." Yin Shouzu believed, "If I had not resisted it back then, maybe it would have been peace and development decades ago, right?"

As a cultural celebrity, Yin Shouzu was treated well. Although no country dared to give dog food due to his identity, he still had some say. In the imperial teacher, Yin Shouzu was both an Asian cultural scholar and the vice president of the School of History and Literature. If he wanted to hold a lecture, the school would generally not stop him.

What's more, it's economically related behavior.

Early this morning, Yin Shouzu dressed and asked his wife: "You said that this lecture was successfully held and I will attract more Japanese funds for the school. Can I, the vice principal, go to?"

The lady was very worried and told me: "Your lecture must not be spread outside."

Yin Shouzu was not afraid: "This is the fact, to be honest, what are you afraid of?"

The lady shook her head and said, "That's what you think."

"You have been brainwashed too?" Yin Shouzu was surprised. "No, you are a naturalized person and your household registration is in Japan."

The lady doesn’t say much. When the man goes out to do business, the lady has to take care of the housework at home and can’t ask too much about other things.

It’s also brainwashing. In this world, people who shout that others are brainwashed all day long are actually pitiful people.

Information exchange is so developed that as long as you have a brain, you can make your own judgment. Who will brainwash you? Who is willing to brainwash you? Those who can be brainwashed are actually the kind of people who are easiest to be fences.

"When you don't sit upright, of course there will be a problem." The wife always felt uneasy when she sent Yin Shouzu downstairs and muttered, "Some things are butt problems, but some things are IQ problems. Apple fans pay more IQ tax, and they open their eyes to take the stories arranged by nine-rate novelists as historical materials. They pay more IQ tax. If they pay more IQ tax, they always have problems."

This complaint is quite accurate.

But why don’t you persuade Yin Shouzu?

Can't persuade.

Yin Shouzu wanted to "rehabilitate" his ancestors, and this became Yin Shouzu's obsession. Who dares to persuade him?

"What's more, if this matter can be done, I can turn it over." The lady sighed.

The wife’s surname is Chen, and the Chen of Mrs. Wang.

The century-old imperial teacher, with old forests, on the tree-lined avenue, the fallen leaves danced with the wind, floating without knowing the direction, just like the fate of Yin Shouzu.

Born in the Yin family, you can’t blame Yin Shouzu, but thinking about causing trouble is not the original sin’s fault.

Yin Shouzu didn't know that he was brisk in his steps and felt that the sun was so comfortable.

A student came over and greeted him: "Professor Yin."

Yin Shouzu didn't like this title, he still liked his students to call him Dean Yin.

"Why don't you go to the lecture?" Yin Shouzu was very dissatisfied. "Today is a lecture for friends from Japan to discuss historical issues with us. Why don't you go?"

The student replied: "The tickets are too expensive."

Yin Shouzu was surprised: "Didn't there be a ticket for students?"

The student said, "We didn't get it."

"Oh!" Yin Shouzu proudly, "It turns out that I didn't get the ticket."

Tsk, I can’t even get the lecture tickets, it’s such a poor person.

With a briefcase in hand, Yin Shouzu walked towards the auditorium.

Of course, he didn't notice the students' gaze at him. What did he say is not disgust, but a kind of sympathy.

"Poor man, his mind is stuck in the door." The student talked behind his back, "What era has it been, and he still wants to fool people with the black ones. Professor Yin, tsk, he is really worthy of his ancestors' 'width'."

The companion ridiculed: "They are descendants of the 'famous family'. Didn't the Japanese devils fall in love with the 'prestige' of the Yin family and support Professor Yin's grandfather to maintain the president? They are disciples of famous families. Do you think they are having fun?"

"The famous family, the royal family that dismisses the people and fights the Japanese, is the famous family of our empire; guarding the lonely city with one arm, fighting south and north, and conquering the Duke's Mansion of the three generations of heroes, is the famous family of our empire." His companions sneered, "Yin Family?"

"I'm also considered a famous family, a traitor, and the kind who specializes in traitors." My companion laughed and said, "Let's go and have trouble, I'm going to beat Yin Shouzu today. We have to go and see this scene."

How did these people know?

Do you think these students really met Yin Shouzu by chance?

They were all from Guanyin Temple, with a strong 50 cents.

These are just a few of them.

At the entrance of the imperial teacher auditorium, hundreds of students were walking around, some were squatting to look at the sky, some were lying down to count ants, and a few were idle, and they actually squatted beside them to wrestle.

Yin Shouzu is here.

The students are paying attention to each other. Poor person, do you know that you are being targeted by the troublemaker?

Someone picked up his cell phone and sent a message to the WeChat message: "The old traitor is here, how is the situation inside?"

There were more than a hundred people in the WeChat message group, and some people replied: "There are Japanese slaves in the front row, and there are any cultural scholars and any communication ambassadors. By the way, the Japanese embassy has also sent people here, and the school leaders are very happy to see it."

"Of course I'm happy. I have to give money to the imperial teacher. The Sino-Japanese Friendship Building has been established now." Someone complained, "I heard that it is going to be a comprehensive building with cultural communication and extremely rich material life. I don't know if you are familiar with teachers to exchange culture and enrich your life."

Someone immediately reached out and said, "Borrow a piece of talk."

College students, energetic and need to understand.

But Yin Shouzu didn’t understand. In this auditorium, there were only people coming and going, so how could so many people gathered together and squatted here to play?

"What are you doing?" Yin Shouzu grabbed a student and asked.

The student raised his face and sucked his nose. He said in his heart that our senior brother Guan is causing trouble and is about to slap you. We will help you, but I can't tell you this.

"I heard that there is a cultural lecture, so let's take a look, but there are no tickets." The student complained seriously, "A lecture within the school has two hundred and nine tickets, which is so unlucky."

Why is it unlucky?

"We have a senior brother. After hearing about this, we gave a definition. Two hundred and nine, not two hundred and five, plus three eight, plus two." The student had bad intentions, "I heard that this was decided by a teacher named Yin, do you know?"

Yin Shouzu immediately criticized: "How can knowledge be priceless? Don't you have to pay the country when you go to school? Your annual tuition and miscellaneous fees..."

"I'm sorry, our tuition fees can basically be returned through various policy subsidies, and there is still excess." The students immediately gathered around several times and asked angrily, "Miscellaneous fees? Eighteen years ago, all kinds of miscellaneous fees at all levels of schools were cancelled. Don't you know? Are you not from our imperialist?"

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