Chapter 151 Report
On January 2, the school resumed normal teaching.
Although yesterday's party just passed, it is still being talked about by everyone, especially the song that Song Yuanchao sang at the party, which was mentioned by many classmates.
Many people like Song Yuanchao's songs, but I don't know when there suddenly began to be criticism of the song he sang on campus. Some people said that Song Yuanchao should not have temporarily changed the content of the program during the performance, and should not have sung such a song.
This statement spread throughout the campus in just half a day. Many students expressed strong opposition to it, believing that such accusations were completely nitpicking. The New Year's Eve party never said that the program content could not be changed temporarily. Moreover, Song Yuanchao specifically explained the reason to everyone before singing. Teacher Shen, the counselor involved at the time, was present at the scene and did not express any objection.
As for the problem with the content of Song Yuanchao's lyrics, this makes people even more disdainful of this view. We are all college students and we still have the ability to distinguish between good and bad. We all know what a good song is. How can a song that can touch people's hearts be a problematic song?
In this regard, some people have suggested that college students in the new era should have a more positive attitude instead of indulging in love. Song Yuanchao sang a love song he wrote in public, which has already shown his serious ideological problems. Moreover, Song Yuanchao writing such a song is extremely inappropriate for his identity as a college student and should be severely criticized.
Such a rebuttal immediately caused a bigger debate. For a time, the entire campus was discussing this matter, and the situation even escalated.
But in the afternoon, with a word from the principal and several respected old professors of the school, this speech came to an abrupt end, because the principal and several old professors directly expressed their appreciation for Song Yuanchao's song at the school meeting, and said with a smile that Song Yuanchao was clearly "taking the blame for others", because the song was adapted from the poem of the famous Irish poet Yeats. If this was to be criticized, then it would be more reasonable to go to Yeats's hometown, Sligo County.
When this sentence came out, the unfavorable comments about Song Yuanchao disappeared without a trace in an instant, especially those who directly accused Song Yuanchao of writing this song with negative and sad views all shut up.
They never thought that Song Yuanchao was not the real author, and the song was merely adapted from Yeats's poem. If this is to be criticized, then what about the Greek classical tragedy "Oedipus" performed by the seniors in the history department?
More importantly, without knowing the original author, they made irresponsible remarks. This is a living example of not having the right to speak without investigation. How can they continue to criticize in shame? If they continue to discuss, they will become a big joke.
Zhao Minglei's mood today was like a roller coaster. When the unfavorable remarks about Song Yuanchao spread in the school in the morning, Zhao Minglei felt as happy as if he had eaten bee feces, and his whole spirits were high. If it weren't for the occasion, Zhao Minglei would even want to open his arms to the sky and shout loudly like the classmate who recited Haiyan on the stage yesterday: "Let the storm come even harder!"
He was extremely looking forward to the storm he had created to create huge waves and smash Song Yuanchao to pieces against the rocks.
To this end, Zhao Minglei struck while the iron was hot and secretly stirred up the situation. Just as he was watching the incident escalate with excitement and was thinking about when to formally intervene in the name of the Student Union and deal a decisive blow to Song Yuanchao, everything suddenly changed.
With the school's statement, the unfavorable remarks against Song Yuanchao disappeared in an instant. The speed of the change left Zhao Minglei dumbfounded. What was even more terrible was that the criticism against Song Yuanchao instantly turned into ridicule and sarcasm for those who made arbitrary definitions without even knowing the source of the poem.
These were like ruthless hands that stripped off Zhao Minglei's mask and clothes, leaving him naked in public and making him feel humiliated.
The reason is simple, because Zhao Minglei is also one of the people who does not know the origin of the poem. The huge twists and turns before and after are like a slap in the face to him, and he feels a burning pain.
Sitting in the student union office, Zhao Minglei's face was as gloomy as water. He held a pencil in his hand and stared at a piece of white paper spread out on the desk, as if the white paper was Song Yuanchao and the pencil in his hand was a sharp knife.
I don't know how long it was, but with a knock on the door, Zhao Minglei finally came back to reality from his angry thoughts. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down, then he said, "Come in."
"Senior Zhao..." The door opened and it was Cheng Mengshan who came in. After entering, he greeted Zhao Minglei and closed the door casually.
"Oh, it's Mengshan. Do you have something to talk to me about?" Zhao Minglei sat up straight and asked. At this time, there was a faint smile on his face, but if you look closely, the smile seems a little stiff.
Cheng Mengshan nodded, walked closer and said, "It was yesterday we discussed the issue regarding classmate Song Yuanchao. I will report this to you first. If there is no problem, I will talk to him directly later..."
As Cheng Mengshan was about to continue speaking, Zhao Minglei waved his hand to interrupt him.
"Didn't you hear about what happened in school today?" Zhao Minglei asked in confusion.
"What did you hear? What happened?" Cheng Mengshan pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose, looking very puzzled.
"It's about Song Yuanchao's performance yesterday."
"Yes, isn't that what I am reporting now?" Cheng Mengshan said solemnly, "According to your instructions, Song Yuanchao is not only unorganized and undisciplined, but also has serious liberal tendencies. More importantly, he lacks self-awareness. I think we should first educate and criticize Song Yuanchao within the class, urging him to correct his mistakes and get back on the right path."
"For such students, we should not only point out the problems, but also help them understand . By the way, Senior Zhao, I think this can be done now, what do you think?"
Seeing Cheng Mengshan's serious expression, Zhao Minglei didn't know whether what he said was true or false. Today, the school was abuzz with discussions about Song Yuanchao, but just now, these discussions came to an abrupt end.
Cheng Mengshan looked as if he had no idea. Could it be that he really didn't know?
"You really haven't heard of it?" Zhao Minglei asked doubtfully.
"Oh, you mean the discussion about Song Yuanchao in school, right? I heard about it, and I think the public has sharp eyes, and many students can see clearly the problems of Song Yuanchao. It is precisely because of this that I think your criticism, education and help for Song Yuanchao are correct, so I came to report to you."
There was sincerity in Cheng Mengshan's honest expression. Zhao Minglei looked at him carefully, and after a moment his expression relaxed.
"There's no need to do this."
"Okay, Senior Zhao, I'll do it right away... wait, what did you just say? What don't you need to do?" Cheng Mengshan answered politely, but he realized what he had said as soon as he said it, and asked in surprise.
"Of course it's about Song Yuanchao."
"Why?" Cheng Mengshan was puzzled.
Immediately, Zhao Minglei told Cheng Mengshan about the change in the situation. Cheng Mengshan was stunned after hearing it. He opened his mouth wide as if he was stunned by the result for a moment.
"In that case, shouldn't we just..." Cheng Mengshan asked stutteringly, his face flushed.
"Mengshan, we didn't investigate this matter in advance. Without investigation, we have no right to speak. This is also my negligence. Since the school has defined this matter, the criticism and education of Song Yuanchao will be put on hold for the time being."
Patting Cheng Mengshan on the shoulder, Zhao Minglei spoke earnestly.
Cheng Mengshan frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Senior Zhao, I don't think what you said is right. Although the school explained the origin of Song Yuanchao's song, it does not mean that Song Yuanchao has no problems with his personal thoughts. These are two different things. Besides, rules are rules. Teacher Shen does not object to Song Yuanchao's temporary change of the program. This is a teacher's love for his students, but as the person involved, I think Song Yuanchao should still deeply recognize his own problems."
Cheng Mengshan's words made Zhao Minglei feel very comfortable, because Cheng Mengshan's words were clearly spoken from his point of view, defending himself, and also pointing out the problems of Song Yuanchao.
Unfortunately, the matter has been settled, and Zhao Minglei no longer wants to hold on to it, because if he does so, he will be directly opposing the school and even the principal and several respected old professors. With Zhao Minglei's tact and shrewdness, how could he do such a thing?
But no matter what, Cheng Mengshan's attitude made Zhao Minglei very happy, and his mood, which had been very bad due to the turn of events, became much better.
He looked at Cheng Mengshan with a friendly face, and felt more and more satisfied with this guy from the poor mountain village. In his opinion, Cheng Mengshan was a person worth training. In comparison, the student union cadre who drugged Song Yuanchao yesterday was simply a good-for-nothing and not as useful as Cheng Mengshan.
More importantly, Zhao Minglei had the intention of winning over Cheng Mengshan when he approached him and showed his goodwill to him. Cheng Mengshan was not only the monitor of Song Yuanchao's class, but also his roommate in the same dormitory. It was said that the two of them were quite close to each other. Having such a person by Song Yuanchao's side was a very meaningful thing for Zhao Minglei.
Facing Cheng Mengshan's impassioned and angry words, Zhao Minglei comforted him with a few words and finally put the matter to rest. Then Zhao Minglei politely talked to Cheng Mengshan again, talking about his students and daily life, etc. Finally, Zhao Minglei once again made a promise to Cheng Mengshan, patting his chest to guarantee that Zhao Minglei would definitely have a place in the student union election this time, and hoped that Cheng Mengshan would continue to support his work.
Finally, Zhao Minglei personally saw Cheng Mengshan out, smiling as he left the corridor. After leaving the Student Union Office and coming out of the building, Cheng Mengshan, who had just been speaking righteously to Zhao Minglei, heaved a long sigh of relief, turned his head and looked in the direction of the Student Union Office, with a bright smile on his face.
