Chapter 255: It's quite refreshing
The golden month of October passed by in a flash.

In the blink of an eye, it is the end of November, the temperature is gradually getting colder, and winter is about to come.

The winter in Shenzhen is not as cold as that in Lincheng. The lowest temperature is only a few degrees. Although it doesn't snow, the damp and cold feeling is still there.

Then came the biting cold wind and occasional rainy days, the combination of the two making people particularly unhappy.

Wednesday, the 27th.

Shenzhen University, in the dormitory.

A few people had just returned from the cafeteria after finishing dinner. Zhang Jun seemed to remember something and asked:

"Brother Xiao, tomorrow is Thursday. You don't plan to go to class again, right?"

Yang Xiao nodded: "About the same."

Hearing this, Zhang Jun couldn't help but give a thumbs up and said sincerely: "You are really awesome."

"Zhang Jun, aren't you asking a question even though you already know the answer? Brother Xiao now works three days a week and rests four days a week, which is comparable to my ideal utopian life." Upon hearing this, Guan Songlong laughed.

Mu Xingwen also joked: "You are envious, right? If you don't agree, you can find a few fellow villagers to substitute for you, or even teach you every day."

"Where the hell do I get so many fellow villagers from?"

Zhang Jun said unhappily, and then looked at Yang Xiao, "Brother Xiao, tell me the truth, did you pay for those 'fellow villagers'? I asked one of them, he is from Shanghai, and you are from Lincheng, so it is impossible that they are from the same hometown as you."

"We are all Chinese, so why aren't we fellow countrymen?"

Yang Xiao smiled and said nothing.

For more than a month, Yang Xiao would find someone to substitute for him every week.

Except for Qi Jun who was stable on Friday, the people who substituted for him on Thursday were basically all different.

Therefore, even the dumbest person can see the trick.

But as for Yang Xiao's payment for substitute teaching, everyone knew about it but didn't say anything.

After all, he himself has never publicly admitted it, and they have no evidence.

I can only complain behind their backs - damn capitalism!

Moreover, there have been various speculations about Yang Xiao’s background. He is a top rich second generation, because the money he spends on hiring someone to teach his lessons is estimated to be several hundred yuan a month!

"Brother Xiao, can you tell us how much it cost?"

"100 yuan a day."

"Damn, it's so expensive? I would rather take the risk and skip classes."

Although Zhang Jun has 3,000 yuan a month for living expenses, he really can't bear to spend money like Yang Xiao.

The main reason is that his consumption has increased. He even spends about a thousand yuan on the game every month.

Yang Xiao smiled and said, "As a middleman, shouldn't I make a little profit from the price difference?"

"Brother Xiao, please tell me about this method. I'm sure I don't do it as frequently as you do."

Zhang Jun was also helpless. He asked the people who substituted for Yang Xiao, but they all kept their mouths shut and spoke in unison, and they dared not reveal the fact that they were paid to substitute for him.

After all, they are also afraid of this.

"Forget it, you'd better not learn from me. I really have work to do, and I have no choice but to find someone to substitute for me. To be honest, I would rather study in school.

How about this, when you really have an emergency, I will help you find someone."

"OK then."

Zhang Jun was also quite satisfied with Yang Xiao's answer.

He was quite happy to learn a new way to skip classes, although it requires money.

Yang Xiao also knew that the fact that he paid someone to substitute for his class was no longer a secret among his classmates.

However, despite this, Yang Xiao does not intend to make it public.

He still maintains his usual low profile and has never made a big fuss about it.

Although he missed two days of classes every week during this period, he really never slacked off.

He only has to stay in the company for two working days, Thursday and Friday, and there are so many things he needs to deal with.

This is even with the help of assistant Zhao Qian in collecting and summarizing matters, and the efficiency of work has also been greatly improved.

In addition, he couldn't really wait until every weekend to go for "inspection" because most people would be resting and only a few would be on duty.

Yang Xiao couldn't possibly ask them all to work overtime, as that would easily lead to them being hung on the street lights.

At this time, several people in the dormitory were chatting idly. Mu Xingwen was tidying up the debris on his desk and found a few tickets.

This admission ticket doesn't look very formal. It's printed very roughly, and the ink on it can even be wiped off with a little force. Mu Xingwen wondered:
"Hey, guys, why are there so many tickets here? [Tickets for Professor Qiao's lecture], who put them here?"

"Oh, you're talking about this. It was given to me by Xiao's friend, Minister Zhang from the Student Union, who passed by the day before yesterday."

Zhang Jun emphasized the word "passing by" and said with a smile, "Brother Xiao, your friend is really kind to you. He sends us things every two or three days."

Yang Xiao ignored Zhang Jun. He was actually a little helpless.

Zhang Yang was repeatedly told not to be so polite, but the latter was too eager to improve.

In order to maintain this relationship with him, I would come over every now and then to get to know him. Every time I came, I would not come empty-handed but would always bring something. Although it was not expensive, it was also a token of personal gratitude.

After more than a month, he really became Yang Xiao's most familiar person in Shenzhen University, except for Zhou Hongyu and a few people in their dormitory.

"Wow, this Professor Qiao graduated from the History Department of Yenching University of Foreign Studies and has quite a resume. He's right over there in the auditorium. Why don't we go take a look?" Mu Xingwen was searching Baidu with his mobile phone and found some information.

"When?" Guan Songlong asked.

"It's 7 o'clock, there's still half an hour left, are you going?"

"I'm not going. This kind of lecture is meaningless. It's better to play games." Zhang Jun looked uninterested.

"Brother Xiao, what about you?" Seeing that he was not interested, Mu Xingwen turned around and asked Yang Xiao.

"It's fine to stay in the dormitory anyway, let's go and listen."

Yang Xiao usually stays in the dormitory until the next day, sleeps in and goes straight to the company, so he was indeed a little bored tonight.

"Brother Xiao is going too? Okay then, I'll go too."

Yang Xiao had unknowingly become the backbone of the dormitory. Zhang Jun immediately changed his attitude and said he would follow Yang Xiao's steps.

After a short delay, they headed towards the auditorium together.

Since they all came in on time, there were no seats left in the front row, so they had to find a seat in the back.

"There are quite a few people here. There seem to be a few international students in the front row." Zhang Jun pointed at the eye-catching black and white people in the front row.

"There are already quite a few foreign students in our school. Most of them are from Guangdong Province." Guan Songlong didn't find it strange.

Yang Xiao nodded in agreement, knowing that this was the trend in today's colleges and universities.

Yangcheng was even nicknamed "Wakanda" by netizens for this.

In a few minutes, the show started.

First, a host came forward and introduced some of the academic achievements and titles of the speaker, "Professor Qiao".

Next, it was Professor Qiao's turn to speak. The topic revolved around his previous experiences in overseas exchanges, and he talked about some of the "international situation".

"As students of the new era, we should take a long-term view and keep pace with the international community."

“Is it so difficult for this society to allow different voices and acknowledge the excellence of others?”

"Everyone should know our country's big internet celebrity Feng Jie, she has now reached America. A woman of such a humble origin can make it this far, can't everyone here do it?" "I know that there are mixed opinions about her on the Internet. Everyone thinks she is ugly and is trying to attract public attention."

"But her courage in pursuing freedom is worth learning from. Perhaps, we all owe Feng Jie an apology."

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After listening to a few sentences, Yang Xiao felt a little overwhelmed. At this time, he finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Damn, I can tell from the sound of it that he is a public intellectual with a crooked butt.

In the auditorium, the time when the professor took a break was very quiet, and Yang Xiao's disdainful sneer seemed very inappropriate. Many people frowned and looked in his direction.

Seeing this, Yang Xiao didn't say anything more in order to avoid causing any trouble.

He also took out his mobile phone to search, and actually saw the professor's Weibo account, which even had a title of "Yilin's special guest contributor."

This BUFF is fully stacked!
Yang Xiao flipped through his speeches, and they were all about advocating that everything abroad is good, all showing his "independent thinking".

He also has tens of thousands of fans, who often criticize this and talk about that. He is truly an example among examples.

Yang Xiao didn't find it strange. It was too common these days. Even various stories about "worshiping foreign things and fawning on foreigners" were becoming increasingly outrageous. Even Gao Xiaosong was taking advantage of this wave of traffic, and various remarks like "the moon is rounder abroad" were very popular.

He had criticized Feng Jie on Weibo in the first half of the year, and even fought with various public intellectuals in his spare time. He was no longer surprised by this.

"What kind of idiotic professor is this? He's apologizing to Sister Feng? Where's the fuck is he apologizing?"

Zhang Jun was also swearing at this time. He was a netizen who had slandered Feng Jie online, and now he was completely unconvinced.

He continued to complain: "This kind of speech is really stupid. I don't know why the school invited these people?"

Yang Xiao really didn't refute this time, because what Zhang Jun said did make sense.

Generally, such professors come from top schools. Even Peking University and Tsinghua University have been criticized many times because of the remarks made by public intellectuals, and their reputation has deteriorated a lot over a period of time.

They were whispering to each other, constantly complaining about the speech on the stage.

Soon, the speech was not over yet and the stage moved on to the next segment.

It turned out that this so-called Professor Qiao would also have some discussions with several outstanding students from the History Department of Shenzhen University and several specially invited international students.

But the topic soon turned off track.

It was supposed to be a question-and-answer session, but Professor Qiao was clearly not interested in the students at Shenzhen University, and the focus of the conversation was basically on those international students.

Professor Qiao even began to care about the personal problems of international students: "Do you have any thoughts on continuing to develop in China?"

Professor Qiao nodded and asked, "Which country are you from?"

"Niriliya."

"Are you used to it here?"

The man replied: "I have been here for four years. The school has taken very good care of us. Not only does it waive tuition fees for us, but it also provides various subsidies. We like staying here very much."

Yang Xiao rolled his eyes. It’s all for free here. A low-level person becomes a celestial dragon. How can you not like it?

Professor Qiao nodded and asked:
"I've been to your place, well, it's very poor, but you're right to come to China. In recent years, more and more African friends have come to study here, which is a good thing! We welcome them very much. This international spirit is worth promoting."

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Yang Xiao finally couldn't listen anymore and interrupted loudly from the audience;

"Professor Qiao, I am your fan. Can I ask you a question?"

Everyone turned their eyes to look over again. The host on the stage saw this and maintained order with a stern face:
"Student, just raise your hand, please don't make any loud noises."

Professor Qiao was not angry and asked:

"Okay, what do you want to ask?"

"Professor Qiao, I have been following your Weibo. I saw you repost a post on Weibo saying that toilet water is drinkable, and then extended it to the issue of [national quality gap]. What I want to ask is, have you confirmed this?"

Professor Qiao on the stage's expression changed slightly. He now understood that this student was not his fan, but a hater!
Come here to find fault.

However, he had seen all kinds of situations, so he did not answer directly, but asked:

"Let's not talk about whether we can drink or not. Is there anything wrong with what I said about the [difference in national quality]?"

"Haha, of course it's wrong. This has been proven to be a rumor. The real reason was later clarified by the local report that it was due to a water pipe connection error, and the drinking water pipe was connected to the toilet water. Since this report is wrong, can the conclusion you draw, Professor Qiao, still be correct?"

As soon as Yang Xiao finished speaking, everyone in the venue looked at him, thinking that this student was too awesome. Was he here to cause trouble?
Professor Qiao smiled and said, "Student, if you follow my Weibo, you should know that I always advocate learning from the good aspects of other countries and discarding the dross and retaining the essence. It seems that you have only seen a very one-sided thing."

Yang Xiao remained calm and said with a smile, "But, Professor Qiao, what is there for us to learn from Sister Feng? Why do we have to apologize to her? At the beginning of this year, I remember she posted a message saying that she wanted to be a 'rare' and a 'traitor'. Professor, do you support her remarks?"

Professor Qiao's face changed at this moment and he dared not say a word.

Although Yang Xiao was trying to change the subject, how could he dare to agree to this matter when it involved a matter of right and wrong and with so many people present?
The female host of the meeting also noticed something was wrong and said, "Student, please don't talk about things that have not been verified on the Internet."

"These are all things that can be found on the Internet. How can they not be verified?"

"Okay, this is the end of your speech, classmate."

Seeing that a war theory was about to form and affect this session, the host immediately stopped Yang Xiao from speaking.

Yang Xiao was not willing to give in, and he didn't care at all. He quickly changed the subject and said:

"Professor Qiao, you just said that we welcome African friends to study in our country. I support that, but I actually have a better suggestion."

Professor Qiao had a faint smile on his face at this time, so he didn't dare to talk to her. He just let the host handle it.

Seeing that some members of the student union who were there to maintain order were walking towards him, Yang Xiao hurriedly continued, "Instead of letting our black friends from Africa come to study in our country, why don't you, an excellent professor like you who has great love and an international spirit, go to Africa to teach? This is something that will benefit the present and future generations."

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, everyone in the venue burst into laughter.

In fact, some people in the audience were already feeling unhappy about Professor Qiao’s remarks.

After all, the fact that a prisoner can live in a single dormitory and enjoy tuition exemption and subsidies is inherently unbalanced.

Coupled with the prevalence of various public intellectuals' battles on the Internet, students have gradually become more aware.

Now hearing Yang Xiao's blunt sarcasm, some couldn't help but applaud.

However, in an environment like this, everyone is a student, and even if they admire what Yang Xiao did, they still don't dare to make a scene like he did.

The female host then directly asked someone to come over and "invite" Yang Xiao to go out, after all, their activities had to continue.

However, the person who came over this time was not a student, but a teacher wearing glasses in the front row. He looked a little angry and said sternly:

"Which department are you from? What nonsense are you talking about in the meeting?"

"Teacher, did I say something wrong?" Yang Xiao pretended to be innocent and was not stupid enough to introduce himself.

"No matter if what you said is right or not, you can't ruin other people's business here!"

The teacher looked displeased, and without further questioning, he simply said sternly, "Don't stay here anymore, get out now."

Yang Xiao smiled and nodded: "Indeed, I regretted it the first time I came here. Listening to such anti-intellectual remarks is more painful than killing me. But I am quite polite and I am embarrassed to leave in the middle of the show. Thank you for giving me this opportunity to leave."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the exit.

"Brother Xiao, wait, I'll go with you."

Seeing this, Zhang Jun hurriedly followed Yang Xiao. He was also a fearless man, and ran up to the latter happily. In the gazes of everyone in the venue, they walked out side by side.

At this moment, Yang Xiao's words were still echoing in everyone's ears. He said it bluntly, and Nakano heard it clearly. The "anti-intellectual remarks" were particularly harsh.

However, the teacher did not call Yang Xiao. He just frowned and pretended to be angry. He had no intention of calling Yang Xiao at all.

"Damn, that's quite a relief."

(End of this chapter)