Lu Fan is a legendary figure in Huacheng's educational circles. He was called the 'Prime Minister of Academics' by the former Prime Minister and has been repeatedly visited by national leaders at home and abroad. This shows his high status and deep qualifications.
A few decades ago, Huaxia Guangnan was a province with weak education. Compared with some provinces in the north that had big college entrance examinations, only a handful of students could get into prestigious schools, and the admission rate was also extremely unsatisfactory.
After Lu Fan returned from studying abroad, he immediately devoted himself to the cause of strengthening education in southern China. He reformed the education method, took the lead in raising funds through various channels such as government investment and private donations to increase investment in the education industry, and invited outstanding talents from all over the country and even the world to hold important positions here.
He has served as the principal of nine schools including Huacheng High School, Huacheng No. 2 High School, No. 3 High School, No. 9 High School, Guangnan No. 1 Middle School, and East China Normal University High School. He does not amass money or covet power. When he finds that someone is more suitable for the position of principal than him, he immediately abdicates his position and makes way for someone more worthy.
The predecessor of Zhuque Middle School was Huacheng No. 29 Middle School, which was also the school where he served as the last principal. No. 29 Middle School is the worst school in Huacheng, ranking last in terms of school environment and student performance.
He proposed to restructure schools and introduce private funds to build elite schools. The government accepted Lu Fan's proposal, and the No. 29 Middle School was renamed Zhuque High School. After receiving the injection of external funds, the school's physical environment was transformed, and outstanding teachers from the society were recruited with generous salaries. After more than ten years of hard work by countless people, Through hard work, it was finally built into a prestigious school that is second to none in Huacheng and even in the whole of China.
Over the past few decades, Nanguo's education industry has also been greatly improved. Every year, countless students are admitted to the top ten universities in the country, and there are also many students who are directly recruited by prestigious foreign universities.
Lu Fan was old and tired. After resigning as the principal of Suzaku High School, he stayed in his old house by the Que River to live out his old age.
Zhuque Middle School later rebuilt a number of staff rooms and prepared a dedicated single-building courtyard for school leaders. Lu Bu was unwilling to move into these new houses and still lived in the small building where he lived before.
Fang Yan followed his grandfather into the small courtyard, and a kind-faced old lady came out quickly and said with a smile on her face: "Fang Yan, you two went out and didn't even eat breakfast, right?"
"I drank a lot of tea." Lu Huan said. "Any more sweet potato porridge?"
"It's still hot in the pot. Shall I fry you two more side dishes?"
"No need. Just porridge." Lu Fan said. "Fang Yan, you also have a bowl."
"Okay." Fang Yan agreed readily.
"It's better to stir-fry two vegetables." The old lady insisted. I used to miss my grandson, but Fang Yan has always lived in the north, and the old couple rarely had the chance to see him. Now that her grandson has come to work with them, she naturally has to take care of Fang Yan's daily life.
"Whatever." Lu Fan waved his hand and said.
The old lady happily went to stir-fry side dishes. Fang Yan and Lu Bu sat at the dining table, each holding a bowl of sweet potato porridge and eating it.
"Grandma's porridge is really good." Fang Yan praised it.
Lu Fan raised his head and glanced at Fang Yan, chewing the food in his mouth carefully without saying anything.
Fang Yan understood what his grandfather meant and shut up knowingly.
He knew that his grandfather strictly adhered to the living habit of eating, talking and sleeping silently. He doesn't like to talk or listen to others while eating.
Grandma moved quickly and quickly brought out two side dishes for dinner. One is oil-consuming wheat vegetables, and the other is green beans and fried meat.
Fang Yan was satisfied with his meal and went to add another bowl of porridge. Lu Huan put down his bowl and chopsticks, indicating that he was full.
Fang Yan ate another bowl of side dishes and then put down his chopsticks with satisfaction.
"Follow me to the study room." Lu Huan said. After saying that, he got up and left first.
"Okay." Fang Yan agreed.
"I just threw the bowl, and I didn't let anyone sit down and have a rest -" Grandma said complaining as she cleared the table.
Lu Bu didn't respond and took Fang Yan to the study room on the second floor.
Lu Fan's study is a full two hundred square meters, occupying more than half of the entire second floor. The other half is the terrace, where you can sit down, drink tea and smoke, or play Wu Qin Xi twice to exercise.
Except for a wooden table and chairs, the study room is filled with bookshelves. The bookshelf is filled with books of different colors and sizes.
There are original books from the Ming and Qing dynasties, manuscripts of unofficial histories, biographies of famous people, general history of Chinese history and the world, poetry of the Tang and Song Dynasties, philosophy, education, music and art ----- This is not so much a study as a small library. pavilion.
What impressed Fang Yan the most was that Lu Huan was not the kind of arty person who deliberately bought these books and hid them at home in order to show outsiders that he was knowledgeable. He was a true book lover, and he had read most of these books. I have read it and even made a lot of annotations and dozens of reading notes.
The reason why Lu Fan retired early was because he felt that he had neglected these 'old friends'.
Fang Yan didn't have many opportunities to come to the south, and he was able to enter his grandfather's study only a few times. He looked at the huge study room with envy on his face, and reached out to pull out a thread-bound copy of "Zongtang Tso's Interesting Collection" on the bookshelf.
"Stop." Lu Fan shouted.
Fang Yan quickly retracted his hand and looked at Lu Huan in confusion.
"Wash your hands first." Lu Huan pointed to the corner and said.
"My hands are clean."
"That's what you think."
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and had to run to wash his hands and wipe them clean with a white towel before he dared to touch these little babies.
"Every book is the author's hard work. You must have respect for words." Lu Fan educated him.
"I understand." Fang Yan looked at the book "The Romantic History of Liu Sanbian" in his hand and was immediately filled with respect.
Lu Fan sat down at the desk, looked at Fang Yan and said, "Fang Yan, do you want to make Du Qing a friend?"
"It can't be considered making friends." Fang Yan smiled. He walked up to Lu Fan and explained, "It's considered borrowing power from each other. He wants to take advantage of your power, and I want to take advantage of his -----"
"Teach and educate people well, what leverage can you use?"
Fang Yan smiled bitterly and said: "Grandpa, I thought so too. But haven't you seen the actual situation? I didn't provoke anyone to be my Chinese language teacher, but they did this to me - --Two fists are hard to beat with four hands, and no matter how strong the boss is, it can't withstand a group fight. There must be a teammate to help at the critical moment. Even if you don't help, just stand aside and yell, that's fine-----"
Lu Fan pondered and said, "Has the person behind the scenes been found?"
"Finally found it." Fang Yan said.
"Who is it?" Lu opened his eyes sharply and said coldly.
Fang Yan knew his grandfather's stubborn temper. If he knew who his enemy was, he would definitely fight to the death with him. He is strict with himself, but he is also quite doting.
"Grandpa, let me handle this matter myself." Fang Yan said with a smile. "If you let an old man take the lead in everything, doesn't it show that your grandson is incompetent?"
"Pay attention to safety." Lu Huan warned. "It's not like it used to be."
"I understand." Fang Yan agreed.
"Teach and educate people well, and bring out more good seedlings - I don't ask you to make all the students in your class like dragons and tigers. I also know that this is unrealistic. However, bring out more good seedlings." When good students come out, they will make great contributions to society." Lu Bu said with earnest persuasion. He has been an educator all his life, so whenever he has the opportunity, he will 'educate' people.
This is why grandma insists on renting a house outside despite repeated requests to retain Fang Yan. He was not afraid of his grandfather and father who knew martial arts, but he was afraid of his grandfather, a scholar who had no strength.
"I will try my best to learn from grandpa." Fang Yan flattered him.
Lu Fan's face looked better and he said: "I didn't agree with letting you learn martial arts before. In peaceful times, why do you learn those fighting and killing skills all day long? Isn't it enough to get up every morning and practice "Wu Qin Xi" and do a few rounds of Tai Chi? Use it? Reading more is the right way, and you will be full of poetry and calligraphy."
"That's what grandpa said." Fang Yan thought of the burning sensation in his dantian again. He knew that he must have been touched by something, otherwise this would not have happened. Said: "Grandpa faced many powerful enemies today and refused to give in. Watching him makes people's blood boil with admiration."
"Strong enemy? Just a gangster." Lu Fan sneered. "They are afraid of me. I am not afraid of them. Du Qing worked his way up from the bottom, so he naturally realizes that life is not easy. What's the point of them breaking up my old bones?"
"It would be great if I could be like my grandpa." Fang Yan said with a smile. This sentence is not entirely flattering, but also contains his true thoughts. His heart was really touched when he saw his grandfather proudly saying, "I know you have a lot of money and many disciples, so I'll see what you can do to me today."
"Why can't you do it?" Lu Fan asked. "You have been widely read and learned since you were a child, and your skills are better than those of your peers. You are good at calligraphy and painting, you know how to play the piano, and you can play the flute. You are smart, intelligent, and observant. You have more than me. There are so many more than many people, why can’t you do it?”
"------" Fang Yan looked at his grandfather in surprise. Does this old man think so highly of himself
"Because you lack energy." Lu said sternly. "A man cannot be without words, and a man without a soul cannot stand. The reason why a lady is a human is not because of her eight-foot body, but because of her spirit. Napoleon was five feet and two inches, but he rode his horse and pointed his sword at the world and became a great man of his generation. Fang Yan, you have so many talents, why can’t you get what you want?”
Spirit!
You lack spirit!
Fang Yan seemed to be possessed by a demon, these words were the ones that kept turning over and over in his mind.
The burning sensation in the dantian was strong again, and it felt like burning a hole in the flesh there.
His forehead was dripping with sweat, and his face became extremely embarrassed.
boom-----
There was a sharp pain in his mind, like fireworks exploding across the galaxy.
The sky is filled with stars, dazzling and dazzling.