After singing an impassioned chorus, Cheng Wen glanced at the classroom and said solemnly: "Everyone, sit down!"
Bai Zhe looked around and realized that since his comrades had all sat down, standing still would seem a bit pretentious, so he sat down happily.
When Cheng Wen saw Bai Zhe's actions, his lips moved, but he had nothing to say.
The order was given by himself, and Bai Zhe did nothing wrong.
Just thinking about it makes me feel a little uncomfortable.
[Why did you call him just now? How come it ended up being a chorus? 】
But now if I ask Bai Zhe to stand up, he will look like he is in over his head, so I might as well let him go.
"Yes, from this song, I can hear the determination of the comrades and the iron will that is required to be a party member."
"So……"
Cheng Wen glanced downwards, and when his eyes fell on Luo Fang's face, Luo Fang quickly puffed up his chest, his eyes sparkling.
[Professor Cheng, please tell me a few words. 】
"Comrade Luo Fang, please stand up and tell us how you feel at this time."
Hearing Cheng Wen's roll call, Luo Fang stood up with a groan.
She was slightly chubby and short, and her curved figure brought her buttocks into close contact with Chen Yanan's table behind her, and there was a sound of wood scraping against the floor.
Cheng Wen frowned slightly [Are you so excited? 】
"Ahem, thank you Professor Cheng for giving me this opportunity to speak."
As soon as she finished speaking, Cheng Wen lowered his head and straightened his pen and said: "I said, if you want to call me Director Cheng, you don't need to call me Professor Cheng..."
As soon as she opened her mouth, Luo Fang's unintentional sentence was interrupted by Cheng Wen, which instantly made her originally excited heart feel a little flustered.
"I'm sorry, Professor Cheng..."
Cheng Wen frowned even more tightly [What's going on with Luo Fang? 】
[Tsk, this positive sister, is she a little too positive? 】
[Hypocritical, contrived, and flattering. Meeting this kind of woman is really disgusting. 】
Bai Zhe sat quietly, hearing the voices in the classroom one after another. The corners of his mouth only raised slightly, and his thoughts did not move.
Some people, just because they care too much about themselves in the eyes of others, will do many wrong things and make people laugh. Moreover, because of their overconfidence, they don't even know when they make a fool of themselves.
Luo Fang is a typical example. For such a woman who is overconfident and likes to be in the limelight, Bai Zhe even feels a little pitiful for her.
Cheng Wen has taught batch after batch of outstanding party members at the Provincial Party Committee Party School and has rich teaching experience. He has long been accustomed to Luo Fang's phenomenon.
But precisely to avoid some objective misunderstandings, I did things very low-key. I had no intention of using chicken feathers as an arrow, and I didn't want to put on any airs in front of this group of young party members.
Hearing that Luo Fang said the wrong thing again, Cheng Wen felt powerless.
"Okay, keep talking."
Luo Fang nodded firmly and took a deep breath.
When everyone saw this posture, their eyes widened. [Damn, get out of the way. The capable Luo Fang is going to use a big move. 】
"The construction of the motherland is so beautiful. We party members must remember that the revolutionary greats stood high and worked hard for generations to come. Everyone boasts that the economy is taking off today!"
"squeak!"
There was another harsh sound.
At this moment, everyone was dumbfounded.
"Oh my God, Luo Fang's operation is really amazing!"
At this moment, Luo Fang held her head high, raised her right hand and leaned forward, making a forward gesture.
Everyone looked at Luo Fang blankly, unable to believe that what Luo Fang said was exactly the same thing.
"Ahem..."
Cheng Wen coughed twice. Luo Fang's performance was a bit beyond his expectation.
"Comrades, I want to make it clear here that in my classroom, 'low-level red, high-level black' is prohibited. Everyone must take a warning from Luo Fang's actions. Don't make people laugh and become the laughing stock of everyone!"
After Cheng Wen finished speaking, there was silence in the classroom.
After Luo Fang heard Cheng Wen's words clearly, the excited and proud expression on her face suddenly froze. She never expected that her carefully prepared poem recitation would actually become a negative teaching material in the eyes of Professor Cheng, who she admired.
This world is so crazy, everything seems to be like a sharp arrow, piercing into my fiery heart.
"Director Cheng said it well!"
Everyone applauded enthusiastically and agreed with Cheng Wen's words.
Putting aside everything else, the simple words "low-level red, high-level black" are enough to make people feel the awe-inspiring righteousness coming from Professor Cheng.
I don’t know since when, flattery has become the main theme of this society. In order to promote the blind worship of leaders, they self-righteously put various red labels on leaders. All kinds of evil spirits have almost exhausted their methods, which can be said to be pervasive.
There was once such a report: "The beloved Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee personally led the mayor and members of the Municipal Party Committee to carry out sanitation in grassroots towns and villages. He walked steadily, held the broom tightly, swiped three times to the left and four times to the right, which represented that Three implementations, four shoulds and four musts, every time I feel the tough style of the municipal party committee secretary, holding the broom tightly with both hands, meticulously not letting go of any corner, which means that one hand is focused on economic construction, and the other hand is focused on work principles. During this sweeping, , sweeping away not only the dirt in the city, but also the dirt in the work, and it is also a more important step in deepening the rural economic reform..."
This report was posted online and aroused heated comments from many netizens.
A netizen once said in a bib real name: "Such reporters are so skilled that they are like roundworms in the leader's stomach. Even what the leader is thinking in his mind can be written down in the report word for word. He can be called a flower in the journalist field." Bizarre.”
If Bai Zhe guessed correctly, Professor Cheng Wen must have seen this scarf, and he would be deeply disgusted with Luo Fang's pretentiousness.
"Director Cheng..."
Luo Fang called out softly and stood up slowly.
Her eyes were filled with grievances, but she had no words to speak of.
[It must be that my poem is not very good, but at least the professor should give some encouragement to my red heart. But who would have thought that instead of being encouraged, it would be directly designated as a negative teaching material? No, I have it in my heart. Not willing to give in, Professor! 】
Luo Fang shouted in her heart, but in Cheng Wen's eyes, it was Luo Fang's dissatisfaction.
Cheng Wen sighed and said solemnly: "Comrade Luo Fang, your positive attitude in speaking enthusiastically is worthy of recognition, but you must know that this is a postgraduate training class at the Provincial Party School, not a miscellaneous report in your district!"
Cheng Wen's few words directly threw Luo Fang into the abyss.
When did a famous poem that I worked so hard to come up with become a roadside newspaper?
[This is unfair, Professor! 】
But no matter how unwilling Luo Fang was, she could only swallow it. Faced with Cheng Wen's earnest teaching, she could only break her teeth and swallow it.
"Okay, I understand Director Cheng."
Luo Fang was like a defeated rooster at this moment, finally lowering her proud head.
"Well, sit down!"
Cheng Wen looked at Luo Fang's expression and felt helpless.
[What a good child, how could she be led astray by non-mainstream thoughts? If it weren’t for her father-in-law’s sake, I might have criticized her words and deeds more severely. 】
Cheng Wen took a deep breath and looked at everyone.
"Comrades, Luo Fang's original intention was right, but his mistake was not using the right method. This is a wake-up call for all of us. We must not lose the most basic party spirit and consciousness of a party member in order to cater to our superiors. "
Everyone looked up to this old professor who had worked hard at the Party School for thirty years, and couldn't help but feel admiration in their hearts.
Yes, how many party members have lost the basic principles of a grassroots party member in order to cater to the vulgar tastes of superior leaders. They have forgotten the oath to join the party, the party constitution and the party program, and have become puppets in the hands of a very few comrades in the party.
In fact, the real red is the purest and most noble color that is based on the interests of the people and is tempered step by step in the torrent of fire. It is the inevitable result of the red spirit. This is by no means something that an individual or a small group can easily change. fact.
All misinterpretations are one-sided and accidental thoughts that cannot be deeply rooted.
Many people couldn't understand this, and Luo Fang couldn't understand it either. He could only watch quietly as Cheng Wen stood on the podium and explained to everyone the meaning of what he did.
"Comrade Bai Zhe said it very well. Investing your limited life in the infinite revolution is a glorious mission that every party member should keep in mind. It is also a great proposition that deserves our best efforts to deepen it. Explore and research…”
Cheng Wen's last words received warm applause from all the students. Everyone's face was flushed and they felt lucky to meet such a far-sighted instructor in the party school.
After just forty minutes, when everyone was still a little unfinished, time passed by quietly, and then it was time for get out of class to end.
"Comrades, I have benefited a lot from today's class. I hope that everyone can greet the next party school study course with fuller enthusiasm. In the next class, I will lead everyone to experience the party's red culture and accept the heart's Tempering and baptism. I hope that before the next class starts, everyone can elect a squad leader and life propaganda committee member who can lead everyone through the future life of the party school. That’s it for today’s class, get out of class is over!”
Everyone stood up and respectfully saw Cheng Wen off the lecture hall and out of the classroom.
After Cheng Wen left, Luo Fang looked back at Bai Zhe.
"Comrade Bai Zhe, since Professor Cheng Wen personally called the name, how about you become our monitor?"
[Hmph, I’ll give you a chance. I hope you can be self-aware. It’s best to take the initiative and give up the position of monitor to me as soon as possible. 】
Facing Luo Fang's slightly provocative gaze, Bai Zhe smiled softly.
"Since Comrade Luo Fang proposed it, I think I will consider this matter carefully."
Cao Jie stood up easily and said: "Brother Zhe, let me see, you should not think carefully. The position of squad leader must be yours!"
Bai Zhe turned around and smiled: "Really? I think so too."
No one expected that Bai Zhe, who was not modest at all, actually agreed directly and bluntly, leaving both Cao Jie and Luo Fang confused.
