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Chapter 2589 Uncle, you are so humorous

"Who is this man? Why are the women around you much more beautiful than our school beauties Chen Yuan?"

"This woman is more beautiful than any school beauty in our school. When did we come to our school? Why haven't you heard of it?"

"What a pity, a flower was put on the cow dung."

Seeing Liu Yifei holding Ye Rongyao's arm, the boys around him felt very confused, and they wanted to run over and push Ye Rongyao away and replace him with him.

But looking at Ye Rongyao's extremely strong body, these men can only give up this idea in their hearts.

"Uncle, I'll take you to visit our school."

Chen Yuan said to Ye Rongyao and Liu Yifei in a familiar way.

"Okay, you'll take us to visit."

Ye Rongyao nodded and agreed.

After all, Ye Rongyao has not been to Zhejiang University for more than 30 years. The world has become much better in the past 30 years, and Zhejiang University has also changed a lot.

With Chen Yuan, the director-general of the Student Union of Southern Zhejiang University, the school guards did not stop Ye Rongyao and Liu Yifei, so they could easily go in.

Zhejiang Southern University!

Ye Rongyao followed Chen Yuan along the way, listening to Chen Yuan introducing some buildings in the school and some interesting things that happened in the school with a calm smile.

However, when he arrived at the playground lawn, Ye Rongyao stopped.

Right in front of Ye Rongyao there is a statue, which is the image of a man carved on the lawn.

Seeing Ye Rongyao's attention on this sculpture, Chen Yuan introduced excitedly: "Uncle, this is the statue of the best professor in our school. This professor is an amazing figure. He is not only the pride of our school, but also the pride of the entire China. Speaking of his achievements, it can be said that he has never been before and has never been here. He is definitely the best genius in the ages..."

Ye Rongyao did not answer Chen Yuan's words, but stared at the sculpture tightly, and then returned his eyes after a while. He said with a strange expression: "So awesome, and he is also the best genius in the ages..."

Ye Rongyao really didn't expect that Zhejiang Southern University would erect such a statue for himself in the center of the campus.

Although the statue was not very realistic, Ye Rongyao still recognized it at a glance that the person in the statue was himself, and he looked like he was when he was a professor at Zhejiang Southern University.

"So strange..."

Chen Yuan turned her eyes and thought for a while. She glanced at Ye Rongyao's face a few times, then looked at the statue's face a few times, and said in a confused manner: "I... why do I think you look like the people in this statue and uncle?"

I didn’t pay attention just now and didn’t think so. The more I paid attention to it, the more I felt like Chen Yuan felt.

This uncle just grew up based on the appearance of the statue, which is so similar.

"I said that the person in this statue is me, do you believe it?"

Ye Rongyao pointed at his statue and said seriously.

“Hahaha…”

Soon Chen Yuan couldn't stand up straight after laughing. She finally held back her smile and pointed at Ye Rongyao and said, "Big... Uncle, you are so humorous."

"humor?"

Ye Rongyao couldn't help but turn black. What he said was the truth, so why did it become humor?

The statue was a little worse, and did not show all his handsome heroic postures, but he was 70% or 80% like himself. He told the truth, but Chen Yuan even said that he was humorous.

Could it be that you can still admit your mistake or not?

Seeing that Ye Rongyao's face was not very good, Chen Yuan held back and explained to Ye Rongyao: "Uncle, this statue has been established in the school for thirty years. This Academician Ye Rongyao is now an old man in his seventies. Uncle, how could you be him? But..."

Speaking of this, Chen Yuan couldn't help but look at Ye Rongyao up and down.

"But what?"

Ye Rongyao looked at Chen Yuan in confusion, not understanding the mystery of what this girl was fighting with him.

"Uncle, you are not the son of Academician Ye Rongyao, are you?"

Chen Yuan's eyes were shiny at Ye Rongyao.

Academician Ye Rongyao is the most powerful academician in China, and the most powerful medical field in the world. It is also the most powerful Taishan Beidou in the calligraphy and painting world. I heard that Academician Ye Rongyao is also a martial arts master.

Academician Ye Rongyao’s surname is Ye, and this uncle also has a surname Ye. The two look so similar, so Chen Yuan thinks they may be father and son.

“Hahaha…”

When Liu Yifei heard that Chen Yuan was her husband and Ye Rongyao's son, she couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm not!"

Ye Rongyao shook his head and said with a dark face.

When did you become your own son? This generation was instantly lowered for a lifetime.

"Really not?"

Chen Yuan stared at Ye Rongyao with some disbelief.

After all, the more I look at it, the more I feel that Uncle Ye looks like this statue.

"No, I am not Ye Rongyao's son, I am Ye Rongyao!"

Ye Rongyao said very seriously.

I am a person with a son, but I don’t want to be misunderstood that I am my son. Ye Rongyao doesn’t want to appear at Zhejiang Southern University for such a joke.

"Uncle, don't joke. I believe you are not the son of Academician Ye Rongyao."

Chen Yuan said helplessly.

But now Chen Yuan is sure that this Uncle Ye is not the son of Academician Ye Rongyao because his expression is not lying. As for his saying that he is Academician Ye Rongyao, Chen Yuan naturally thinks that he is joking.

"Chen Yuan, you'd better take us to visit Zhejiang Southern University!"

Seeing that Ye Rongyao's atmosphere was a little awkward, Liu Yifei spoke.

"Okay, I'll take you to Qizhen Lake, the most famous one in our school, where it's so beautiful!"

Qizhen Lake is located in Southern Zhejiang University. The name of the lake is taken from the "In the past, seeking truth and seeking truth" in the song of Southern Zhejiang University, which complements the motto of Southern Zhejiang University "Seeking truth and innovation".

Qizhen Lake is an artificial lake. It is based on the "Qushui Liushang" that dug up such a lake with the original good water town landform.

The builders are unique and plant aquatic marsh plants such as water onions, mimeat and other aquatic marsh plants along the river. As an ecological embankment, there are large areas of grass by the lake, which slowly extend along the direction of the lake water, combining nature and artificial beauty to complement each other.

Zhejiang Southern University is very big, with buses and visiting cars on the campus. Chen Yuan spent 100 yuan to buy a visiting car and headed towards Qizhen Lake.

"I tell you, the Qizhen Lake in our school is so beautiful. Different seasons have different beauties. In spring, there are groups of butterflies dancing around the purple cherry vegetables; in summer, there are palatial lotus flowers that interpret the beautiful picture of "the leaves are endless and the lotus flowers are red in the sun". In autumn, the reeds are full of the poetic and picturesque "the reeds are green and the white dew turns into frost" in the Book of Songs; in winter, there are migratory birds flying south enjoy the greenery of the south here..."

After getting off the sightseeing bus, Chen Yuan introduced the school’s Qizhen Lake to Ye Rongyao and others like a tour guide.

...

Academician Zhang Min and his wife Li Xiao stroll along the banks of Qizhen Lake. This habit has been around for more than 20 years. After graduating from a doctoral degree at Zhejiang South University, Academician Zhang Min stayed at Zhejiang South University to work, starting as an assistant professor, and promoted step by step from lecturer, associate professor, professor, and dean of the college. Now Academician Zhang Min is the president of Zhejiang South University.

The principal in his fifties is now the youngest principal among several prestigious schools.

"Old Zhang, look over there!"
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