Chapter 12 Meeting the Dean Again ()

I came out of the classroom and saw that it was still very early. Now I had nothing to do when I went back. Ouyang Feixue's date was at night, so I decided to go to the construction site by the small lake.

I had no time to appreciate the scenery on both sides along the road I walked yesterday. I now really want to know how to deal with Xiao Wu’s affairs yesterday morning.

As soon as I walked out of the woods, I saw a figure at the intersection ahead. I could clearly hear the horn on the construction site, but after experiencing the incident in the morning, the horn sounded a bit sad in my ears.

I slowly walked to the man without saying a word, and quietly looked at the scene in front of him: the sun was very big in the sky, and a group of workers were sweating like rain under the sun. After the neat sound of trumpets, there was a loud noise of heavy objects falling on the wooden stakes.

"I know you're coming!" said the old man.

"How did you know I'm coming!" I was really surprised. If the old master hadn't driven me out, I might not have come. But I couldn't say it, and I knew I must come and have a look after class.

The old man did not answer me, but just looked quietly at the construction site in the distance, the sun shining on his face, and the large particles of sweat flowed down his cheeks.

"Because I want you to come!" he said.

After hearing this, I couldn't help laughing, "What do you mean that you want me to come? I'm going to come?" This is not a reason for this. I feel like I want to be like in martial arts novels. I can't understand the words, but it is the best reason.

"I want to ask you, you are also a scholar! Why do you look down on scholars? "He pointed to the workers below: "After they have an accident, you pay attention to them very much! I thought you knew them at first, but later I asked, they didn't know who you are, they only knew that you were a student in the academy! If something happened to a student in the academy, you probably wouldn't even look at it!"

"You're right!" I answered very simply.

"Why?" he asked

"Why?" I felt a secret. After graduation, I did not choose to work in a construction company, but followed my cousin to Beijing and became an ordinary worker on the construction site. For two years, I gave up my status as a college graduate, gave up my education, and was willing to be a worker, making concrete, laying bricks, processing and binding steel bars, eating with ordinary workers, and sleeping in the same room with them. Smoking, stinking feet, and stinking sweat torture my sense of smell for a day. I understand their sorrows and joys, and their sufferings and joys. Working overtime all night to rush the construction period with him.

We had a cheap breakfast at the construction site together, and they were looking forward to the completion and checkout of the project. We shared the joy of getting the salary earned by our sweat with them. Many people advised me to give up. With a high degree of education, I could go to a construction company and get a relatively stable salary. But I didn't. I knew that if I wanted to succeed, I had to start from the beginning and start from the bottom. A soldier who didn't want to be a general was not a good soldier, and a general who had never been a soldier was also not a good general. Because he didn't know what the soldiers needed, he couldn't be very ganging up with soldiers, hearts connected to hearts.

The reason why I care about the workers below is that when did I and them have been the same type of people.

"Because, I know them!" After a while, I answered calmly.

The old man was completely confused. At noon, he arranged someone to inquire about the young man in front of him, and knew that he was the eldest son of the Deng family, the second major family of Shangling, and the only heir to the Deng family in the future. Some time ago, he was unfortunately beaten into a coma due to fighting with Li Yu, a young master of the Li family, known as the first family, which almost caused the turbulence in Shangling. The turbulence at the beginning also affected the academy, because many of the academy were children of the Deng family and the Li family or children of the sidelines. If the academy had not used high-pressure policies to fully maintain the order and his final awakening, not only Shangling, but also the academy would have been in chaos for a while.

In the morning, his words slapped him hard, but he couldn't find a reason to refute him. He clearly had loopholes in his words, but he felt very reasonable. When the workers below had an accident, he ran down to save people regardless of the mud in the lake, which was far from what he had performed before and a rich child in the information.

In the afternoon, I first agreed to the competition with Chen Hao tomorrow. Not long after, news came that the largest gambling house in Shangling, Jixiang Gambling, had already set up a bet on tomorrow's competition, and the accompanying rate was Deng Long 1:20 Chen Hao 1:1. At the same time, people in the academy also heard that he was driven out by his master after only half an hour into class. So I came here to wait for him right away, just to see what shocking words could be expressed in his mouth.

And now his sentence: "Because, I understand them!" is not like lying. A young master said that he knew the workers at the bottom? Either he was lying or he was joking. But when he looked at his eyes, it was not deliberately pretending in front of him, it felt like he had experienced it before.

The old man shook his head and drove out the questions in his mind. Although this young man had his detailed information, he was still a mysterious existence in front of him. Perhaps, only by interacting with him can he solve the mystery!

"What's your name?" he asked.

"Deng Long!" I told him directly that even the man yesterday was scared. It seemed that he should have some status in the academy.

"Then I will rely on my seniority to be a good man, my surname is Yang, just call me Brother Yang, what do you think?" the old man said with a smile.

I was stunned for a moment, my surname was Yang? Could it be?

Seeing me stunned, he asked with a smile: "Do you think my husband is not worthy of his identity as your Deng family?"

"No!" I said hurriedly, "If my brother doesn't dislike me, I will make friends with you!" I am open-minded, have many friends, and it's easy to walk on!

"Then I will call you Brother Deng!" said Brother Yang.

"Then I'll call you Brother Yang!" I continued.

"Hahaha..." We both laughed in unison.

After a while, when everyone was calm, Brother Yang asked, "I have been having some questions when I listened to what you said this morning!"

I found a stone next to me, pulled him down, and said, "Brother, please tell me!"

He pointed to the horizon. The sun had already set a little west, and the sunlight shone on the sparkling lake. The jumping light hurt my eyes.

"What did you see?"

"I saw the sun, and the mountains, lakes, and people below!" I replied, I knew there was a later text.

"I see the Jiangshan!" He sighed slightly, and at the same time, he said as if he had decided something, "I think I should tell you who I am."

"I know who you are?" I replied, without looking at his expression, still looking at the sweaty workers below. I knew his face was full of surprise now.

"As far as I know, Shangling Academy has been the host of the Yang family since its founding, the Prime Minister Yang Linguang, and you claim your surname is Yang, and the person who can make the man respected by the academy must have a great status. However, none of this can be proved to be the basis for your academy president." I paused: "I really confirmed that you are the dean because you want to become sworn brothers with me!"

"Oh? Why?" I raised his interest.

"Who am I? The young master of the Deng family in Shangling, if you want to become sworn brothers with sworn brothers with me, you have to consider your identity! In the academy, if it is the Master, they disdain to make friends with me, because they only have saints in their eyes, and people like me are the biggest enemy of saints. What is the saint's words and etiquette is not worth a penny to me. In the entire academy, there is only one person who is willing to make friends with me, that is, you, the dean of Shangling Academy, the brother of the prime minister of the dynasty. He who controls the entire Shangling Academy and even affects every two imperial examinations. For me, making friends with me is completely worthy of me!"

"Very good..." Brother Yang applauded. "It seems that my intelligence underestimates you! You in the intelligence are completely another you!

"I remember someone said that people who expose themselves too early usually die quickly!" I smiled. "But I believe in you!"

"Why?" said Brother Yang.
Chapter completed!