Chapter 280 Between the Sage and the Sage

Chapter 280 Between the Sage and the Sage

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ps1: After eating the cup of noodles, I went to bed...

"Can we be healthy only after looping?" Plato pondered for a moment, then smiled: "Let's watch the performance first, this is not respect for the actors."

"Okay." Keral smiled slightly, not knowing what Plato had plans, but just savored the Greek style of 2,500 years ago.

The opera [cloud] ended, and sparse applause sounded. If they were picky with a professional perspective, they were indeed not good enough to dance, but they were worthy of encouragement, so there was applause.

It is indeed the only comfort for these young actors.

"Come on, let's answer your question just now." Plato smiled and walked out of the city first.

The Greek city is worth in every amount of money and land, and it is completely comparable to the capital of a certain country in later generations, so Plato's college is not here - he doesn't have that much money to buy real estate here.

"Look, this is my academy." Plato showed off to Keral with pride, his smug expression like a child showing off his most delicious candy to his friends.

"It's so beautiful." Keral sighed, but did not compliment. The white stone wall was well-proportioned and integrated with white gray paste. It unfolded together to completely cover the small college. This college, which was probably the size of a primary school in later generations, felt very open due to the architectural level. A line of Greek was clearly carved on a marble slab in front of the door: "People who don't understand geometry are not allowed to enter!"

Kailar immediately pointed at the stone slab and laughed loudly. He covered his stomach and even burst into tears.

"Plato, Plato." Keral laughed, which made Plato's old face blush: "This is just a momentary impulse when he was young, and he didn't have to pay attention to him." With his hands on, Plato would certainly not be too extreme to not allow people who do not understand geometry to enter the school as he was young. Education is equal and there is no distinction between high and low. The current use of this thing is just a testament to his youthful years.

"Clang, Clang, Clang, Clang..." Plato shook the small bronze bell in the middle of the playground, and a crisp sound suddenly came from a long way.

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The students wore white robes and walked out in the December season. The spirit was light, and the weather near the Aegean Sea was good. The subtropical climate and unique warm wind brought the place to sufficient rain, sunshine and temperature all year round. In other words, rice ripened three times a year is completely possible here.

A good geographical environment is good.

Thinking of the cold weather in England where even trees will be frozen in winter, and when autumn comes, people will hibernate like they do not want to come out.

Let’s take a look at the Aegean Sea, a resort in Athens.

When I talk about this, I feel blood and tears.

Now I understand why the Germans fought to Rome desperately in the future? Norway and Sweden are all miserable!

If you don’t have a way out, you will invade!

Everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, who likes to fight?!

There is nothing! There is nothing!!

Regardless of the tears in Keral's heart, the students gathered over.

As mentioned earlier, Plato's school is not big. Although he is the principal, the administrator is handed over to others. However, because of his high moral character in the academic world, the students gathered in a circle with great face.

There are about one hundred people here, close to the level of two classes.

Kailar calculated silently in his heart and calculated the number of students, but he became jealous.

What a jealous style of academic style. This is a small college established by a politician and a member of parliament.

For a hundred students, even if only one of them can become qualified management talents, then the talents of so many schools in Athens, Greece and Athens are enough to govern the entire Europe!

This is the foundation!

Just like the military heritage of Romania, the cultural heritage of Athens in Greece is also something that is deeply fascinating and terrifying.

"What I was discussing with this gentleman just now is whether a circular system can keep the academy alive, even if I don't have me." Plato reached out to stop the students' noise: "I asked you to come not to make you argue with this gentleman, but to let you see me and this gentleman argue."

Plato smiled and turned around, bowed slightly, and made a "please" action: "So, Kay, can you repeat your concept?"

Keral smiled slightly and did not refuse. Of course he knew that he could feel Plato's intentions, without showing off or suppressing at all. He was just a scholar's heart and wanted the debate between the two to teach the students a lesson with real cases.

If it were other people who were less sensible, I'm afraid they would have long suspected that Plato had used his students' momentum to suppress him?

Keral smiled and cleared his throat and said, "My idea is that without a healthy cycle concept, the college cannot exist for a long time." As soon as he opened his mouth, the students were in agitation.

"How long can this school last with the donation and support of Mr. Plato alone?" Keral asked loudly, suppressing the turbulent voices.

"Mr. Plato, how long can you live!"

"How long can this school support without Mr. Plato!"

Every word from Keral was thought-provoking, and the voice gradually calmed down.

"So, a set of ways to absorb money to maintain the expenses of the entire school is inevitable," said Keral, holding his hands high. "This is not an insult to academics, but rather a way for academics to spread culture and matters better."

I have to say that Kailar's words were very contagious, and in an instant, many people in the academy turned against each other.

He was right. Many people thought so.

"Haha." Plato smiled slightly. He didn't think the young man in front of him was easy to deal with.

"First of all, for the first question: Is there anything in the world that is eternal?"

"Yes." Kailar was stunned for a moment and quickly retorted loudly: "The stars in the sky and the knowledge of human beings!"

Keral's reaction even won him a small amount of applause from students at Arcameid College.

"Haha." It is obvious that the students' willingness to learn tolerate and accommodate all knowledge made Plato very pleased. Plato applauded gently: "A wonderful answer, but it is obviously not applicable to our debate. No college can last for a long time, right? I have already had the awareness that this college has been destroyed since the establishment of this college. Even if this college is destroyed, as Kai just said, our human knowledge will not be cut off, and civilization will not be cut off. What is there to be afraid of?"

This is destined to be a debate that will be remembered forever. The two predecessors who have spanned forty years and extended the large theme here with the small theme of "healthy circulation system" as the argument, are destined to be recorded in history.

This time the applause was huge. Plato was an old scholar after all, and suddenly inspired the atmosphere of the people around him being motivated by Keral. What's even more terrible is that as the principal, every word he said is so reasonable and well-founded.

"But a long-standing college can preserve documents well, right?" Keral obviously planned to avoid the other party's edge and take a different approach: "And even if there are continuous wise men, wise men like Mr. Socrates continue to rush out, but the innate educational conditions are necessary."

"Learning is accumulation! It is accumulation continuously! And do you hope that your future generations will learn with your incomplete manuscripts? He may be a wise man like Socrates!" Keral raised his arms and shouted, he really scratched the itch of these scholars. Who likes the genius among his future children dies only because of the incompleteness of the information.

This is too scammed.

"So, the circulation system can maintain the long-term of a college as much as possible, and civilization will naturally be more prosperous because of the existence of these colleges." Keral's voice won the approval of many people.

The debate lasted from noon until dusk at night, and everyone had a meal.

In fact, they didn't recognize the result, but they both got the result they wanted.

Keral was satisfied with the debate with ancient sages.

Plato was granted a large number of students whose ideological sublimation was obtained.

These are all precious wealth, and both of them are very satisfied.

In Plato's manor, the two were having a big meal of marinated olive oil, but they were having a lot of fun. Plato took a big breath with a greasy stain on his beard.

To be honest, for him, a 78-year-old man, an afternoon debate was really a test of people.

"Don't your companion eat?" Plato asked in confusion. From the beginning, Celti had never spoken, and never participated in the discussion, and even did not need to eat, which made Plato curious.

"Haha, her appearance was destroyed and her vocal cords were hurt. Please don't care about her." Keral nodded and chuckled. The most developed ones in this era were Greece. They have made great progress in astronomy, geography, literature, philosophy, opera, and even medicine.

"What a pity." Plato nodded slightly and apologized to Seerti.

Seerti shook his head slightly and said it was okay.

"By the way, Kai, where is your destination?" Although the two of them had only known each other for a day, they greeted them as if they had known each other for twenty years.

"I plan to go to Macedonia. I want to see the style of Alexander the Great." Keral cut a roasted tomato with a smile on his lips, which contained golden rice soaked in juice.

"Aristotle, my best student, is by his side. Why not do this? I will write a letter, and with this letter, you can directly ask Aristotle to take you to meet Alexander." Plato laughed happily: "I have a sense of language, and you two will definitely get along well."


Chapter completed!