Professor Zhu's office is very simple, with only one desk and a sofa. There are bookcases on the opposite wall. The lecture notes on the desk are piled up high, so there is no need to look at them carefully, and a scholarly atmosphere will emerge.

Ask Chen Huayao to sit down and ask kindly: "Xiao Chen, how is your report done?"

Chen Huayao was prepared, so he handed the professor cigarette as usual, lit it for him, and then took out the wrinkled paper from his pocket, and replied: "Under the guidance of the professor's moral integrity and caring, I realized that four years of college are useful for four years and should not be wasted. So I worked hard, and I forgot to eat and sleep every day, paying the price of tens of millions of brain cells. Finally, I wrote it out, please give the professor's guidance."

"Sit, sit, don't be nervous. There is water in the water dispenser and paper cups under it." Professor Zhu thought to himself that this student was talking a lot of nonsense. When he took the densely written paper, he felt a little surprised.

Let’s not talk about the content, just look at the six-page social psychology research reports, all of which were written by the student with a pen. It is rare today when computer office is popularized throughout the society.

There are more and more computers, and the operation is becoming easier and easier. Especially in the past three or five years, students' homework, answers, reports, and notes have been almost all completed on the computer and sent to the subject teacher by email. The slightly better ones are just printed out and sent to the teacher in person.

Some students also suffer from writing disorders. They hold a pen in their hands but cannot write a word. Only on the computer can they complete the task fluently. This is the first time Professor Zhu has received a handwritten report in the past two years.

The handwriting on the report is neat, sharp strokes, and powerful, and the back of the paper. Each stroke is written in a well-organized and lawful manner. The rules are strict, and the beauty of calligraphy is deeply pleasing to the eye. Even Professor Zhu sighs as if he is not as good as him.

The title says about the role played by culture during social transformation.

Chen Huayao believes that the reason why the Chinese nation has integrated from multiple ethnic groups into a complete nation in its three thousand years of history is mainly cultural relations. The same culture, the same world outlook and values ​​have maintained this nation. It has stood firm under the invasion of the foreign races in the north and European and American powers for thousands of years. It is precisely because of the role of culture. The Chinese respect the heaven, earth, the king, parents and teachers, filial piety first, and pay attention to the doctrine of the politics. However, at the moment of national and national crisis, a large number of people stood up and were willing to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood. This is the essence of Chinese culture.

On the contrary, ancient Egypt occupied Alexander in the second century and its cultural heritage was erased. Since then, ancient Egypt has no cultural connection with the current Egypt, leaving only the inheritance of place names. This is also the only Chinese culture in the ancient countries of the four civilizations has continued to this day.

Professor Zhu looked at it and his eyes lit up. Xiao Chen had a unique and informative viewpoint! He had more ideas than several graduate students in his own research group. Those graduate students with stiff brains, apart from their good reading, good references to information, and liked to talk big, did not have much outstanding things.

One of the most important factors in Chinese culture is history.

Foreigners believe in religion, Orthodox Christianity, Protestantism, and Asanoism, and are pious in their hearts and are willing to give everything for their Heavenly Father. They say that the Chinese have no faith. But they are wrong. The Chinese believe in it is not religion, but history.

When Professor Zhu read this, he was full of praise. This was not like something written by a freshman. Although the writing order was a little confused, the arguments were clear and meaningful, but it seemed like it could be written by a person with rich experience in his thirties and forties.

After putting down the manuscript, Professor Zhu asked: "Student Chen Huayao, are you interested in participating in my research group?"

"That's my honor." Chen Huayao was solemn like a three-good student, saying: "Following Professor Zhu's footsteps to conduct research on projects is the honor that every student dreams of. Professor Zhu is extremely talented, and the research team he founded fills the gap in sociological research in my country. It is the pride of the school. Students who have taken your class in our class dare to walk with their heads raised and speak loudly when they go out. The students in other classes are too envious to them."

Who can tell that he is the chairman of the Crab Committee who just punished Tianxiang Company?

Professor Zhu, a corrupt scholar who is only good at learning, was fluttering by the clanging flattery. He thought that this student was talented and humble, and he was really rare. He squinted his eyes and enjoyed it secretly for a while before he said, "I will call you on the weekend and introduce you to you to know a few senior brothers."

"Thank you for your cultivation." Chen Huayao immediately showed the ecstatic look that a freshman should have. Not to mention that his acting skills are dominant, he is at least unique to the Department of Sociology.

Professor Zhu has taught at Xiangda for decades and has been around the world. Most of the top students majoring in the Department of Sociology have worked in government departments after graduation, and several of them have climbed to high positions that ordinary people cannot reach. I thought that if Chen Huayao was really a good teacher, he could introduce his former students to him and help him.

The two chatted for a while, but Chen Huayao saw that it was getting late and said goodbye.

Professor Zhu picked up his research report and read it carefully. He only felt it was interesting, so he grabbed the phone and dialed it out: "Smin, I found that a student wrote something similar to your first graduation thesis when you were shot ten years ago. It just complements you and forms a good supplement."

The person on the other end of the phone smiled and said, "Teacher, it's hard for you to remember my graduation thesis for so many years. Is this junior brother your new graduate student?"

Professor Zhu said: "What graduate student, freshman! I just studied in college for two months!"

The other end of the phone was quite surprised and said, "I think it is extraordinary for students who can call you to mention them in person. I have the opportunity to get to know each other."

He studied under Professor Zhu ten years ago. When he graduated, he spent a lot of energy to write his graduation thesis under the guidance of the professor. He was actually a masterpiece in his life, but he always felt that he lacked a central idea and read it in an unorganized manner, so he gave up rewriting another graduation thesis on the subject.

Ten years have passed and I have already been in a high position. It will be a pity to think of it occasionally. At this time, I heard from the professor that the student's report "complements and forms a good supplement" with his unfinished graduation thesis, and I immediately became interested.

"It's easy to say, you will definitely like him when you see him. This is a good student." Professor Zhu happily put down the phone.

"Chen Huayao! Chen Huayao!"

Chen Huayao walked out of the office building and found someone calling. Tulip ran over from the office building with a pleasant fragrance. She followed her with a boy whose expression suddenly became serious.

"Xiangxiang, why did you come out from here? Have you eaten? I'll treat you."

Tulip ran to Chen Huayao, left the boy behind, and said with a pretty and friendly smile: "No, I'm losing weight now and only ate fruit for lunch. Teacher Ji asked me to talk to Cao Jinping just now, saying that the class has been in heavy classes recently, and in order to alleviate the physical and mental fatigue of the students and to activate the class atmosphere, I want to hold a party."

Chen Huayao was next to Tulip's shoulders, his mouth and nose were filled with the virgin Youxiang. He repeatedly wanted to take over her slim waist, but he couldn't put his face down. He said in surprise: "Cao Jinping? Who is that?"

Tulip pointed to the boy behind him who looked not very good-looking: "It's him, our new class leader, Cao Jinping, you have been in class for two months, and you don't even recognize your classmates!"

The boy looked back at the tulip and forced a smile, and felt really depressed.

Cao Jinping has a good family background and a sense of superiority. He had a few passionate love affairs in high school, which attracted the attention of his classmates and teachers. He became the pride of heaven after passing the exam. He was fascinated by Tulip's amazing beauty on the first day of military training. Unfortunately, he was eyeing him and had no chance to start, so he kept holding his troops.

When Gan Muye suffered a fatal blow to Chen Huayao and temporarily gave up the idea of ​​pursuing tulips, Cao Jinping became active and became the class monitor under the "care" of his class teacher, Teacher Qi, and the idea of ​​being a beauty could not be suppressed.

What is Chen Huayao? He is just getting closer to Tulip. What is he competing with me for a poor man who wears pesticide T-shirts all day long?

Today, Teacher Ji invited me to get a great opportunity to get close to the beauty. I just walked down the teaching building with a chat and laughter with Tulip, deliberately searching my heart and telling a few cold jokes I found from the Internet. When I was feeling happy, I saw Tulip running to the guy, with his shoulders next to his shoulders. What's the matter! I'm still fifty centimeters away from her!

Now I heard that Chen Huayao doesn’t even recognize him, and he’s almost furious. You can’t be so fucking good at pretending to be so stupid!

Chen Huayao didn't say hello to Cao Jinping, just as if there was no one behind him, and asked with interest: "What kind of party is it?"

Tulip said: "Teacher Ji said he wanted to hold an open, self-service barbecue party. She said that in the future, we will enter society, join companies, institutions, organizations, units, etc., most of them will be such gatherings. It is best to adapt to it now, but unfortunately we don't have a suitable place."

"Then it's better to go to the bar for a drink. The fee is paid for the class meeting fee, right?"

"Yes, but Cao Jinping proposed to go to his house. He said that his backyard was very wide and had a large lawn, which was enough for our class to gather for more than 30 people. He also said that he would cover all the fees."

"Cao Jinping's family is really rich." Chen Huayao said in a fake way.

When Cao Jinping heard this, he immediately raised his chest and his face became much better.

Tulip's beautiful black eyes glanced at Chen Huayao and continued, "But Teacher Ji hasn't made up his mind yet, so he has to ask Teacher Qi for instructions."

“Who is there?”

"Of course, it's all the classmates. For the party, you must be there, otherwise it would be unreasonable. By the way, you haven't been to find Xu Suhang during this period, right?"

"No, why am I looking for her? It's not all the way." Chen Huayao said unconscience.

"You are sensible."

The two were joking all the way, and Tulip was interested in chatting, so they simply hugged Chen Huayao's arm, looked Cao Jinping like air, and hung it beside them.

Cao Jinping felt uncomfortable, and it was not a word to continue staying, saying, "Tulip classmate, I'll leave first."

"Ah, oh, classmate Cao is leaving."

With the insistence of his class teacher, Teacher Qi, the class barbecue party was finally held at Cao Jinping's house.

That's right, it's this weekend.

Apart from a few stubborn computer fans and nerds, no one doesn’t like parties, a large number of delicious food and delicacies, and occasions to show off their graceful demeanor, there is a great opportunity to get close to beautiful female classmates, and only fools refuse.
Chapter completed!