I'm not mentally ill, I'm a master of a thousand faces!

Chapter 277, Passing on the Torch

"Study for the rise of China."

At this moment, Zhang Yu is holding a copy of "On the Faults of Qin" in his hands, recounting the downfall of the powerful Qin empire.

He was truly engrossed in the book, absorbed in it, and reflected on it afterwards.

Legend has it that he was a voracious reader and would often spend an entire day in the library without coming out.

His extensive reading broadened his horizons and enabled him to lead the entire era in this rise of the nation.

He reads books and is an avid reader.

Zhang Yu also reads books.

In fact, Zhang Yu himself does love reading, and has been so since he was a child. Otherwise, he wouldn't have graduated from the Central Academy of Drama with the highest score, excelling in both professional and academic subjects.

An excellent person is not someone who pretends to be excellent, but someone who is truly excellent.

Books are as vast as the sea.

If you walk, you'll find a way.

At this moment, Liu Qun and Gong Ruofei looked at Zhang Yu with a sense of tranquility and peace.

He was so engrossed in books that he wouldn't even respond when the director called him.

A conclusion was drawn.

He really could play this role.

Meanwhile, Xu Fang, the actor who plays Xiao Zisheng, is also preparing for the role. He has no resume or outstanding achievements. Although the main creators are most worried about his performance, they chose him as Xiao Zisheng because of his own temperament.

This new actor has a handsome face and a French-style unrestrained romance. He has the most emotional scenes in the entire "Young Pioneers".

His innate temperament is in his bones, so he can do it, he is suitable.

Meanwhile, Li Yun was in the library, deep in thought.

Study for the rise of China.

I'm such a selfish person.

Directors and superstars alike didn't believe I could do it.

Because it is very difficult to change a person's nature.

Because Li Yun knew that his personality was mostly that of an ordinary person, and he truly understood the meaning of the word "ordinary".

I'm just an ordinary person.

"I don't even have a prototype of a 'great man' in my mind. Maybe even the system doesn't think I can become a great person," Li Yun said self-deprecatingly.

Li Yun was beginning to believe that these personalities were not real, but rather things that had split off from his own mind.

In fact, even now, Li Yun still doesn't know whether these personalities developed naturally after splitting off on their own, or whether they are "ghosts".

But at this moment, Li Yun looked at the students around the library. Some of them were reading quietly, some were flirting, some were chatting quietly, and some were couples snuggling together, showing off their affection.

They must all be students at Hunan Normal University. How wonderful, youth!

Um.

youth

Li Yun looked at these teenagers.

In the future, they may become teachers, ordinary people, or all sorts of people.

But now, their youth is that of students.

They are just students.

They now have only one identity: teenagers.

juvenile

I was once a teenager too.

Time travels back a hundred years.

1913.

I was still in the library, but everyone around me was different, and I was wearing the school uniform of Hu Nan First Normal School from the Republican era.

I am no one else.

I am a "teenager".

I am a "student".

During those war-torn years, I was no different from them or anyone else.

Cai Sen was born into an extraordinary landlord family in Hu Nan.

Yes, in this era, how could someone who can afford to study be ordinary?

My mother was also a woman of great talent.

Unfortunately, my father became addicted to opium, taking concubines and marrying my sister off to a family that also smoked opium, euphemistically calling it a good match.

The educated mother did not want her children to grow up in such a family environment, so she did something that was considered extremely unconventional for a woman of this era.

divorce.

The mother chose to divorce the landlord's father and left the opium-stricken family with her children.

They made a living by pasting firewood.

Li Yun had complained.

As an ordinary person, if you go from having no worries about food and clothing and living a relatively comfortable life to falling into poverty, you'd definitely complain, right?

But it is precisely because I am an ordinary person.

That's when I realized how hard it was for my mother.

One person, a strong woman, raising two children alone in this era.

More of my emotions were replaced by heartache, so I read the book even more attentively.

I have two childhood friends.

One of them was a voracious reader, and the other was handsome and refined. Unlike me, whose family had fallen on hard times, they both came from wealthy families and had parents who still loved them.

That's great, having these two childhood friends is wonderful.

For the sake of my family, Binbin, who was once the eldest son of a landlord, dropped out of school to shine shoes to supplement the family income. Of course, it was done secretly because I didn't want my mother to work too hard.

By chance, I learned that Hu Nan was from the First Normal School and was one of the most famous people in the education field.

Yang Changji.

He was highly respected in academia, and most importantly, his tuition was waived.

Compared to Peking University's tuition of 150 yuan, Hu Nan First Normal School's tuition-free program and the fact that Yang Changji was its president, Hu Nan First Normal School seemed more attractive.

Fortunately, two of my childhood friends also went to Hunan No. 1 Normal School.

We all have different ideas about attending this school.

He wanted to read, to read many, many, many books.

Xiao Zisheng wanted to stay with us. He had a rather carefree personality, and he followed us wherever we went. However, his family later fell into decline, seemingly related to the Qing Dynasty.

And me?

It was simply a desire to read, influenced by his mother, and that reason was quite reasonable.

Most importantly, he was exempted from tuition and fees.

We arrived at our first class.

"Chaos is quelled by martial prowess, and order is restored by education and moral cultivation. Given the current state of affairs, I believe that education should be the primary responsibility."

"China has been weak for a century because its people have not been enlightened. Only by vigorously promoting education can we sweep away the poverty, ignorance and backwardness of the entire nation with new culture and new knowledge."

Principal Yang used a passionate and inspiring statement to make everyone understand the significance of studying at a teacher's college.

It turns out that being a teacher has such a noble meaning.

Although we cannot wield swords and spears, we can still save the country from peril in our own way.

At this moment, Li Yun felt his heart pounding wildly.

The principal's words were very inspiring.

As an ordinary person, how could Li Yun not be infected?

A life as a teacher might be quite good.

Living this kind of life.

Maybe I will become a good teacher.

An outstanding college graduate, an ordinary person.

That's all I could do. But Li Yun discovered something: in this era, although I am ordinary, this era is turbulent and the national edifice is on the verge of collapse.

Yuan Shikai restored the emperor.

Furthermore, it signed a humiliating treaty with the island nation and demanded that students of Hu Nan Normal University be treated differently.

Singing praises to the invaders.

The principal was naturally unwilling. "I run schools to save the country from crisis."

Sing a hymn of praise to you invaders.

Shit.

To hold a coronation ceremony for Yuan Shikai.

That's utter nonsense.

A passionate and impassioned speech.

As a teenager and as an observer, Li Yun truly felt the cruelty of the times.

Principal Kong's actions are destined to be unacceptable to everyone, including the invaders and traitors.

and so.

He will die.

But he wasn't afraid.

Or rather, for him, writing hymns to the invaders was more unacceptable than death.

Principal Kong's double died right before his eyes, and his former classmates were also persecuted for refusing to bow their heads. One person after another.

A familiar voice and smile.

They are all dead.

It turns out that being a teacher in this era is not an easy thing, especially for teachers who are role models for students.

To uphold one's principles is to disregard one's life.

It's like a fire, and your own body is the firewood.

My classmate died, my teacher died.

Teacher Jiang Dashun, Teacher Liu Pincang

He died with his pride intact.

"Teacher, aren't you afraid?"

At this moment, Li Yun finally asked the question, and went to Principal Kong's office to ask him.

A teacher named Yang Changji.

Aren't you afraid?

Not only these two teachers, but also the nameless teachers who died, and the intellectual students who resisted the invaders with righteous indignation. They were dead, wounded, and some were even headless, but Li Yun could clearly recognize that he was a female teacher at the school.

The gentleman said, "Who says women are inferior to men? I'm going to teach women to learn so that they can also hold up half the sky of the new China."

Xiang Jingyu, Yang Kaihui, and the other two often recited poems together.

But now this gentleman is losing his head because he opposed the invaders.

She died a horrible death, but she still stood before him.

She, they.

Everyone.

They are still alive.

Dead.

"Afraid."

Yes, everyone is afraid. Death is an instinctive fear, and everyone is afraid of it.

But they still made that choice, preferring death to surrender.

Then Li Yun saw Teacher Yang, Principal Kong, and even earlier figures like Liang Qichao and Kang Youwei—all the martyrs who fought and sacrificed for their country.

They were all engulfed in flames.

Liang Qichao's fire was passed on to Teacher Yang, Teacher Yang's fire was passed on to Principal Kong, Principal Kong's fire was passed on to other teachers, and where did the other teachers' fire go?

Li Yun looked behind him and found that the boys had all gathered around him.

That person was among them.

He took the fire.

Li Yun himself was also aroused.

It was a scorching fire, hot enough to burn a body and life, but at this moment, Li Yun only felt warmth.

We were young students then.

In the prime of life.

Ask the vast, boundless earth.

Who will determine the fate of the nation?

We are all ordinary people, but the fire of our ancestors shines upon us.

When the fire shone on Li Yun.

That feeling was incredibly intense.