"Boy, do you know why I can't leave?" Professor Zheng and Sheng Chuncheng said, "This is my battlefield. I must stick to my position and cannot be a deserter."

Sheng Chuncheng Didigu: "You are the one missing?"

Professor Zheng looked at him, nodded seriously, and the young voice sounded:

"There is nothing remarkable about my old woman, but I do not allow myself to be absent, not for those who are successful, but for those losers who I know and don't know where they are now. Some of them are in jail now, and some are in prison.

Fleeing east to Tibet to hide from debts, some are already in hospital beds without even having the money to take medicine, and some have become dishonest people and cannot even ride on the high-speed rail.

"In a society, all you can see are the superficial ones, those successful people who can stand up. But you can't see most people. They have also worked hard, and they have worked hard for the progress of this society and the country.

However, it is a pity that the success fell short. They paid more than the successful people. I know too many people like this.

"This is not only the battlefield for the winners, but also the graveyard for the losers. Not only do I have to defend the battlefield for the winners, but I also have to defend the dignity of their graveyards for the losers. Otherwise, I will be sorry for their failure.

, I'm sorry that they paved this road with blood and tears, which cannot be trampled on.

"These people, I remember fighting with them back then, and they were also my comrades-in-arms. The losers have no tombstones or flowers, but I still remember them and the days and nights I spent working with them. As long as I still have

If it's possible, I'll stand here.

"I don't know, boy, do you understand what I say?"

Sheng Chuncheng nodded, shook his head, and said, "Do you also want to become a martyr?"

"No, I just want to be a mouthpiece." Professor Zheng said, "I want to speak, stand here and speak for them, for those who have failed, and for those who have become successful but do not dare to speak out."

"Why don't they dare to speak out?" Sheng Chuncheng didn't understand and asked.

"The atmosphere is too solemn! They bear too much burden. Many times, they can only choose to remain silent and avoid it. Otherwise, the price they have to pay is too high and everyone is afraid."

Professor Zheng shook his head and said: "There are still some people who should not speak out for them, mainly because they have gained too many benefits. These people are scholars and officials, and they themselves feel

If your butt is not clean, you won’t dare to speak loudly.

"There are fewer and fewer people like Liu Chengcheng who can say a few words of justice to private entrepreneurs. I would also like to say that even if it is for people like Lao Wan, I will say that I believe that they will fight until they die.

I also believe that even if everyone stops speaking for their private entrepreneurs, there will still be a foul-mouthed old lady who will."

"Aren't you afraid?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

"I'm not afraid." Professor Zheng said, "I stand up straight and my waist is straight. I'm not afraid. I have never taken advantage of anyone. There is no need to endorse anyone, and I have no interests to mingle with them. I

What I want to say is what I want to say from my heart. What am I afraid of?"

Sheng Chuncheng said: "Okay, Teacher Zheng, I admire you, but I think you are a bit like that..."

"Don Quixote, right?" Professor Zheng sneered, "If I really become a Don Quixote who challenges paper pinwheels, it will not be my sorrow, but the sorrow of this society. It means that all our previous efforts have been wasted.

Years of hard work have been in vain, and the next step is to rest on our laurels, which will be eaten up within a few years. This is the last thing I want to see."

Professor Zheng looked stunned when he finished speaking. He didn't understand many of what Sheng Chuncheng said to her because of the time and space background. But there was one thing he felt he understood, that is, no one could make the old lady shut up.

, and as long as she doesn't shut up, she won't go anywhere, she will only stick to this battlefield, which is also a cemetery.

This made Sheng Chuncheng feel a little tragic and a little sad.

"Teacher Zheng, can I help you rub your waist?" Sheng Chuncheng and Professor Zheng said.

Professor Zheng nodded, she turned around, and Sheng Chuncheng began to massage her.

After dinner, Xiao Ma cleared the table and washed dishes in the kitchen. Sheng Chuncheng wanted to go back to the store, but the old lady walked him to the school gate as usual.

However, after Sheng Chuncheng stopped pretending to be blind, he stopped taking a taxi at the school gate. Instead, he arrived at the school gate and rode a shared bicycle to the subway station. He and Professor Zheng broke up at the school gate.

Sheng Chuncheng was riding his bicycle. When he was almost riding to the subway station, a car caught up with him. When he was level with him, he slowed down and stuck his head out of the car window, shouting "Hey, hey" at him.

.

Sheng Chuncheng turned around and saw that it was a pony. He stopped the car and stopped there.

The car that Xiao Ma was riding in also stopped. Xiao Ma got out of the car. She came specifically to chase Sheng Chuncheng.

The two people walked forward and reached the subway station in front. They did not enter the station, but found a secluded place to stop.

"Have you talked to Teacher Zheng?" Xiao Ma asked.

"After we talked, at least two things became clear," Sheng Chuncheng said. "One is that she really misses her grandson and granddaughter, and the other is that she will never go to the United States."

"Why?" Xiao Ma asked.

"Because this is her battlefield and cemetery, she has to stay here," Sheng Chuncheng said.

"What?" Xiao Ma looked at Sheng Chuncheng in confusion.

Sheng Chuncheng told Xiao Ma everything that Teacher Zheng said to him. After listening to Xiao Ma, she sighed and said:

"I knew it would be like this."

After a while, she added: "Actually, our dean also knew that this would be the case. Alas, this is what we are most worried about."

"What are you worried about?" Sheng Chuncheng asked, "An old lady just tells the truth. What is there to worry about?"

Xiao Ma glanced at Sheng Chuncheng and said with a wry smile: "You don't know, in fact, our dean is already under a lot of pressure. What can I do? Teacher Zheng is his teacher, and he also knows Teacher Zheng's temper.

He is the only one who can bear the pressure."

"So serious? It sounds like Teacher Zheng is a class enemy." Sheng Chuncheng said, "I feel that no matter what Teacher Zheng says, no matter how foul-mouthed she is, her heart is good and she is telling the truth. If such a retired person

Even if the old lady is not allowed to speak, then you, the university’s signboard, can also take it off.”

Xiao Ma laughed: "You are so close to Zhu Zhechi. Now you speak in the same tone as Teacher Zheng."

"Isn't that true?" Sheng Chuncheng asked, "Did I say something wrong?"

"Okay, you are right, but you are oversimplifying things." Xiao Ma said, "If Teacher Zheng really did it every time, like he did at the last meeting, speaking freely in front of the big boss, it would be unreasonable.

It doesn’t matter. Anyone who can be a great leader has the magnanimity, but the kid below is still difficult to deal with, do you understand?”

"What kid?" Sheng Chuncheng asked.

Xiao Ma did not tell Sheng Chuncheng which one was the imp, but said:

"In order to keep his official position, some people don't want the people below him to cause trouble. For people like Teacher Zheng, he feels that it will only cause trouble for him, so it is best to shut up. But with Teacher Zheng's qualifications, he does not have the courage to do it himself

Go directly and tell Teacher Zheng, then the pressure will come to our dean."

"It's really complicated. I didn't expect your university to be so complicated." Sheng Chuncheng said.
Chapter completed!