Each class enters one after another, and sits in the position of each class according to the designated area in advance.

When the classes sat down and quieted down, the headlights of the theater went out, leaving only a circle of small lights on the side emitting a faint yellow and comfortable light.

More than a dozen bodyguards in black suits are facing the audience, encircling the stage like a big star.

After waiting for a few minutes, there was still no movement on the stage, and bursts of whispers began to ring off the stage.

When everyone thought that the speaker was an aristocrat who could only put on airs, and was forced to come to the lecture hungry to complain to each other, the wooden floor of the stage made a gurgling sound of rolling wheels,

Song Fengya pushed the wheelchair out slowly from behind the curtain, pushed the wheelchair to the center of the stage and returned to behind the curtain.

In the wheelchair, there is a girl with soft long hair and a shawl. Her hands holding the microphone are placed on her legs.

Bright spotlight down, draw a aperture under the wheelchair, the huge display screen lit up in a flash, draw colorful light and shadow, the magic blue title "double business feelings under the current economic system".

The girl raised her head from the aperture and gave a smile to the audience, which was as gentle and moving as lotus.

At that moment, the audience held their breath, and all their eyes were focused on her.

Gu Wanliang picked up the microphone, cleared his throat and began to speak in a gentle and kind voice.

"Hello, everyone. Nice to meet you. I'm Gu Wanliang. I'm very sorry to have borrowed your precious time, and I appreciate your willingness to listen to me talk about the feelings of dual business under the current economic system. Since the reform and opening up, we have joined the WTO and realized the global trade. Made in China is all over the world, seemingly bright and vigorous. In essence, it is just a war of interests to seize the resources of other countries with printed currency. "

"... thanks to the economic development and the Internet of information, we will find that many Chinese people are doing stupid things, just like others abroad, which are even more stupid than Chinese people."

There was an audience in the front row laughing. Gu Wan's cool and crystal clear eyes were flowing, and he was booed.

"Intelligence has nothing to do with skin color, emotional intelligence does not matter race, national strength gives us a sense of superiority, we can use it generously, but it's just generous..."

In the area of class 3, Lu Xiaolai sat in his seat, staring at the figure on the stage for a long time.

Wheelchair... That day, outside the ward, Lu Xiaolai didn't see Gu Wanliang, only glanced at Gu canzhao's computer. At that glance, Lu Xiaolai knew how beautiful the girl was. When she saw herself, she was still shocked. What's more, I was scared by the wheelchair.

Is that the day of sudden epilepsy is still recuperative stage? Or

Besides, just now she said her name was Gu Wanliang, right? Did she hear it right?

So her surname is Gu, and Gu canzhao is the same surname, so she and Gu canzhao

All kinds of thoughts are mixed in Lu Xiaolai's head. They are all huddled together in a mess and can't make sense.

Behind the curtain, Gu canzhao stood still, looking at the figure on the stage.

But song Fengya walked from the backstage to the side door of the theater, went to the audience, let the students next to her make room, sat down next to Lu Xiaolai and patted her on the shoulder.

Lu Xiaolai turned his head and said, "hmm?"

Song Fengya chuckled genially: "come on, sister Wanliang said that she would like to invite you to have dinner with us."