All major events in history are inseparable from students. At the age of seventeen or eighteen, they are too excited. They can bet on everything because of their dreams and beliefs without considering any external objects.

They have no experience, no experience, no values ​​of life and world view, and they don’t think it’s worth it. They look at their reputation and face incredibly, and they can’t tolerate any impurities.

So we will use blank paper to describe children at this stage.

They have endless time and energy to use up, and do some middle-second behaviors that adults find particularly difficult to understand. They don’t know the world yet, so they live in the world they outline.

Therefore, education is so important and so precious.

Unfortunately... Domestic education has been fully industrialized and money-oriented. From the top to the bottom teachers, you can’t see anything but money and don’t care.

At the most important stage of needing guidance and guidance, our industry will only teach them to ignore, crack down on, open up the way for power and money, class confrontation, and then cultivate generations of poor students, waste students, and bastards.

Cultivate generations of elites and public intellectuals who have been baptized by money and power.

The entire society is filled with this kind of thinking, and the second generation of children is working hard to get ahead, naturally and smoothly squeeze out, deprive and manipulate. Generation after generation.

...

"How awesome is it so awesome that it explodes?"

"Indeed... I can't think of any words to express my mood, and I can't even make a fuss. I just want to kiss me hard for a while now."

"..." The people on both sides quickly retreated and opened up the distance. This pussy was so ruthless.

"I didn't expect our school to be so awesome. I thought it was just a vocational college student. The pressure was so great all of a sudden. I really couldn't study."

"Are anyone who reports here who can study here? "

"I can't speak foreign languages, but the others are OK. I like history and music, but unfortunately I'm not a major subject."

"I like Chinese, and geography will be settled."

"I like music, and I feel dizzy when I see math."

“…I just like to draw what can I do?”

"You are painting? Damn, how precisely you are painting pictorials? You are signing for a visual class and doing design."

“…My mom doesn’t agree.”

"...The above is roughly related to our current major. Students can slowly understand other aspects in the future.

The college will start adding majors next year, and the temporarily determined majors are twenty-seven, at least twenty-seven, all of which are targeted talent training plans.

As the first batch of students in the college, your starting point is as high as you cannot imagine, and your future is as broad as you cannot imagine.

So, classmates, the past is forever. Whether you are a poor student or a top student, or whether you are a squandering life or a lack of goals, it has come to an end today.

It’s not too late to work hard from now on, it’s too late to have anything.

The teachers and counselors here will guide you seriously and responsibly and help you. As long as you work hard, you will get results.

That’s all I have to say. Here is a video, which is the blessing and hope of us old employees in Fengcheng.”

Lao Sun looked at the ignorant and immature faces in the stands, and inevitably thought of his lost youth in his heart. He felt a little moved, smiled, and stood attentively: "I am a veteran, the general manager of Fengcheng Yuzhou Yue Tourism Company. Here I wish you success in your studies on behalf of the tourism company."

Lao Sun saluted a standard military salute and turned around and walked off the rostrum.

The lights in the auditorium dimmed a little, the introduction on the screen ended, and the prepared video began to be played.

First, there were two colonel soldiers: "I am Wang Honggang, general manager of Fengcheng Liehuo Tornado Logistics Company, (I am Jiang Yuanchao, political commissar of Fengcheng Liehuo Tornado Logistics Company), and I will make a successful career in Qiaoping Vocational and Technical College."

Two more colonel soldiers: "I am Ni Hao, general manager of Fengcheng Liefeng Security Company, (I am Li Jian, political commissar of Fengcheng Liefeng Security Company). Here I wish the students of the Technical College happiness and success in their studies."

"I am the general manager of Fengcheng Liefeng Logistics Airlines and the principal of Liefeng Aviation School Wang Weiguo..."

"Hello everyone, I am Xianyuan, the manager of Fengcheng Hongjians Investment Company.

Here, I represent the investment company, high-tech industry incubation park, high-tech industrial park, high-tech industrial park, Luzhou Automobile Industry Industrial Park, Yuzhou High-tech Industrial Park, Rongcheng Industrial Park, and Luer High-tech Industrial Park. I wish you can lay a solid foundation for life here. Come on."

"Hello. I am Zhao Zhenhua, the manager of China International Investment Holdings Company. I am not a few years older than you. I wish you success in your studies and I wish you a smooth entry into Fengcheng to work.

Let me tell you, come on, I guarantee you will never regret it.”

Zhang Yongguang, Zhang Yu, Lao Zhang, Hua Jintang...

Music companies, financial companies, real estate companies, supermarket companies, shopping malls...

Zhang Yanming had no idea about the short video of today, nor did he know about the blessing video. It seemed quite interesting to watch. He already had so many like-minded partners.

"When did you record it? You made it? You still hide it from me?" Zhang Yanming pinched Sun Hongye's butt.

"Hmm... do you want to sleep at night?"

"If you don't sleep, you won't sleep. I'm afraid of you? Let's see which of us wants to sleep first today."

"I was wrong." Sun Hongye gave in a grudge. This guy's physical strength was perverted, and he really couldn't do it: "You are waiting for you forty."

This video is much more comprehensive than Lao Sun's introduction. It almost scans the bosses of various companies and parks under Fengcheng. Although it is just a wish, the students were enjoying it.

"...Come on, we will be colleagues in the future." The last shot was Lan Caiyi, Shen Guoguo, Zhang Fei and the others. The video was taken at the gate of the national platform, which made these boys and girls boil.

During this period, the national station has begun to determine the performance and song list for this year's New Year's Gala, and several people came to hand in their works.

"They are also from the company?"

"I said before that the old yard studio I haven't noticed yet. Can I get an autograph in the future?"

"Why don't they hold a concert? If it starts, I will definitely go."

"I want to learn music, I want to learn music."...

"Next, please invite Dean Hu to speak." The auditorium quickly calmed down, and Professor Hu walked onto the rostrum in a suit. The old man is now rejuvenated and looks very energetic.

"Hello, classmates...

... Finally, I will say two more points. One is to emphasize that attitude is very important. You must study hard and strive to have good assessment results.

The second point is that your student ID must be taken seriously. It is not a simple card, it contains all your information, and it is also a voucher for you to borrow and read while staying on campus.

Moreover, not only in this park, as long as it is a property under Fengcheng, your student ID can also enjoy discounts, shopping malls, supermarkets, cinemas, and traveling and staying in hotels.

If you can join the company after graduation, then it will be your employee card. Do you understand? It is your second ID card. If you lose it, you must report it immediately.

Okay, let us welcome Ms. Sun Hongye, Chairman, General Manager, and Lifetime Honorary Dean of our College, with warm applause."
Chapter completed!