On a cloudy day on May 20th, in the morning at Yenching University, when the class bell rang, Ouyang Yun, dressed in military uniform, quickly walked into the easternmost classroom on the second floor of the teaching building with handouts under his arm. Behind him, followed
Chu Tiange also wears military uniform.
It was Gu Lianyun's idea to wear a military uniform to class. He thought it would make the young man look more tough and help intimidate students. Ouyang Yun didn't really want to use the military uniform to offend others, but when he came to the podium for the first time, he really didn't feel like it.
At the end of the day, I did as I was told.
The classroom was bustling with students, many of whom had extra seats, and Chu Tiange finally had to find a seat at the back. As squad leader Fan Wei loudly shouted "stand up", the students stood up.
, and bowed deeply together to Ouyang Yun who stepped onto the podium.
Ouyang Yun saluted in return with a military salute, and said with a smile: "Everyone, please take a seat." When everyone sat down, he glanced at everyone's faces, and when he saw Pan Mei and Chen Jiayao, he nodded lightly without leaving any trace.
He nodded, and then said: "Let me introduce myself first. My surname is Ouyang, and my single name is Yun without any characters." He picked up the chalk and wrote his name on the blackboard. After writing, he looked at it, turned around and said: "
I haven't practiced my chalk calligraphy and it's rather ugly. Please don't laugh at it, students."
"Pfft!" It's okay if he didn't say this, but when he did, some people couldn't help but laugh.
Ouyang Yun didn't take it seriously. He picked up the roster, looked at it, and said, "There are thirty-five people in the roll call. There must be no less than fifty students sitting here. I won't take the roll of names. Let's go straight to class."
Putting down the roster, opening the handout, turning around and writing "Modern Medicine" on the blackboard, Ouyang Yun talked eloquently: "I think everyone should be very clear about the definition, origin and development of medicine. Then, we will focus on it in the future.
Discuss modern medicine.
Medicine has a long history, such as traditional Chinese medicine in our country. The development and continuation of traditional Chinese medicine can be said to be a miracle. So many ancient human civilizations around the world, such as ancient Egypt and ancient India, have created brilliant medicine for a while, but it has really spread.
But only traditional Chinese medicine has survived - and the concept of modern medicine only began to appear in the past few hundred years and was developed from ancient Greek medicine. Traditional Chinese medicine also plays an important role in it and has a profound impact on the pharmacology of modern medicine -
" At this point, he paused for a moment, paying attention to the students' reactions, and asked: "Looking at everyone's expressions, everyone seems to have a lot of doubts about my positioning of the relationship between traditional Chinese medicine and modern medicine.
The next lesson will focus on the discussion. Next, let’s talk about ancient Greek medicine. Ancient Greek medicine had a great influence on later generations. In a certain sense, Roman medicine and medieval Arabic medicine are its continuation. Ancient Greece is known as Hippocrates.
The school represented by the school abandons theological explanations and strives to find the causes of diseases in nature and the human body. This school attaches great importance to clinical observation, advocates prevention, and emphasizes taking measures that help the body's natural recovery. These ideas are important historical roots of modern clinical medicine.
, some of the ethical principles stated in the Hippocratic Oath are still believed by doctors today...
"Let's talk about modern medicine..."
Ouyang Yun had no experience as a teacher, and his first lecture seemed unremarkable. Fortunately, the things he prepared were novel enough and satisfied the curiosity of the students, which more or less made up for his shortcomings. When the bell rang, he felt
He breathed a sigh of relief and said in his heart that he didn't expect being a teacher to be so hard. His throat was so dry that it was almost smoking. As the bell rang, he quickly said: "That's it for today. Goodbye, classmates!" As soon as the handout was collected,
Be prepared to dodge.
However, the students had no intention of letting him go. After everyone bowed under the leadership of Fan Wei, no one knew who shouted first: "Professor Ouyang, please sing a song?!"
"Sing!" He was just getting off the podium. When he heard this suggestion, he staggered and almost fell down. He secretly thought that his voice could still sing, but if he sang any more, he would be on fire. He bowed his hands to everyone and said, "Next time."
Point at your throat with your finger.
At this time, Pan Meiren blushed and squeezed out of the crowd with a thermos tea cup. She did not dare to look at his face and whispered: "Professor, drink tea to moisten your throat."
Ouyang Yun naturally smiled and thanked the beauty for being so attentive. She took a small sip. Seeing that the tea was warm, he took another two big sips and gave it back to her. He said "Thank you" again.
Xie, just as he was about to leave, several girls blocked the door.
He wanted to find Chu Tiange to help him out, but this one was better. Standing with Chen Jiayao, he had completely forgotten his identity as a teaching assistant and shouted among them: "I can prove that the professor's singing is indeed not bad!"
"Just sing "By the Water"!"
Ouyang Yun was surprised, thinking that he even knew "On the Water Side", and couldn't help but look at Pan Meiren, who blushed to the root of her neck, looked at him timidly, and quickly lowered her head.
Ouyang Yun didn't mean to blame her at all, and even felt a little happy - Pan Meiren gave him a really good feeling. Maybe it was because such a girl did not exist in the 21st century, so her shyness caught his eye, especially
It was touching. If she could tell her best friend what happened in the hospital, does that mean she is also interested in him? He smiled and said: "Then let's sing one. The song is called "My Chinese Heart"."
The students applauded.
Ouyang Yun smoothed his throat with his hands and sang: "
Rivers and mountains only linger in my dreams,
We have not been close to our motherland for many years,
But it can't be changed no matter what
my China Heart.
Although the dress is on,
My heart is still Chinese,
My ancestors have already given me everything
Branded with Chinese seal.
Yangtze River, Great Wall,
Huangshan, Yellow River,
It weighs a thousand pounds in my chest.
No matter when, no matter where,
As dear to my heart.
The blood flowing in my heart,
The voice of China surges,
Even if I was born in a foreign country, I can't change it.
my China Heart."
After the singing, the students were still immersed in it. Many of them had tears on their faces. They were obviously deeply moved. The corridor was also crowded with students, who were obviously attracted by the singing. I don’t know who started first.
Afterwards, waves of applause erupted inside and outside the classroom. Everyone applauded and shouted loudly: "Great song, let's play another song!"
When Ouyang Yun was a special forces soldier, his only pastimes were singing karaoke and drinking and eating. After long-term training, his voice was just passable. Originally, he only wanted to sing casually, but the song "My Chinese Heart" was too written.
Okay, as he sang, he naturally thought of reality, and his feelings gradually became more sincere, and even he was moved by the sound and emotion. He couldn't sing the song anymore, but there were words stuck in his throat that he couldn't spit out.
Unhappy, he exploited the topic and said: "I won't sing anymore. Although ballads can inspire people's aspirations, they can't solve any practical problems. Do you know? What I want to do now is to answer your questions, but unfortunately,
None of you asked questions. Could it be said that you all understood what I just said? In other words, you don’t have any opinions of your own? To learn, you must first have questions before you ask, and only after you have questions can you enter the school. For this professor title
, I am actually quite frightened. The reason why I have to muster up the courage to stand here is that I hope that I can make some suggestions and make one or two real professors appear among you, because our country really needs them. How many people are there in the country? Four
Ten thousand, how many children are there? Fifty million, right? But, how many schools and universities are there in the country? How many experts and professors are there in the university who can rival those in the United States? Take penicillin, for example, the British Alexander?
Fleming discovered this microorganism, but what about us Chinese? I’m afraid most people don’t even know what microorganisms are. I admit that China has four great inventions that we are proud of, the compass, gunpowder, movable type printing and
Papermaking, these are all great inventions, but they only prove the wisdom of our ancestors, and today's history is created by us..."
The class bell rang, and Ouyang Yun realized that he had gone too far. He squeezed out of the classroom with his handouts in his arms. When he saw Gu Jiegang at the end of the crowd in the corridor, he couldn't help but feel very embarrassed. He smiled at him and said, "Professor Gu,
Sorry, I forgot the time."
Gu Jiegang smiled and said, "It's nothing. You spoke very well, and I benefited a lot from listening to it."
He was a real master, and Ouyang Yun, a plagiarist, naturally did not dare to compare with him. He even said that he did not dare, and sincerely apologized again, and then walked downstairs with Chu Tiange.
As soon as they walked out of the teaching building, Leighton Stuart came to greet him and said with a smile: "Mr. Ouyang seems to be very popular with the students. Now I feel that only two classes for you per week are too few."
Ouyang Yun hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Principal, don't be joking. It's already difficult for me to cope with two classes at my current level. If I add more, I'm afraid I'll make a fool of myself."
Situ smiled, handed him a letter and said: "This is the letter that Conant, the president of Harvard University, asked me to forward to you. He hopes that you can visit Harvard at your convenience - Mr. Ouyang, you won't mind if I give you that
Send this paper to Principal Conant for proofreading?"
Ouyang Yun smiled and didn't say anything. In his opinion, this was a good thing, and it was equivalent to advertising "Penicillin" - the paper only mentioned some superficial things, and he did not write down the key technologies for mass production.
As an old private university in the United States, Harvard University enjoys a considerable reputation in the United States. It has produced many presidents, and there is even a saying that "Harvard came first and then the United States". It was considered by Leighton Stuart to be favored by Harvard University and invite him to visit.
What an honor, but Ouyang Yun's reaction made him feel a little incredible. The young man didn't even rush to open the letter. He just said thank you and said I would consider it, then said goodbye to him and left directly.
Already.
This Ouyang Yun had lived in the United States. He didn't know about Harvard, right? Looking at his tall back, Situ couldn't help but wonder.