C1119 Don't be Nervous
C1119 Don't be Nervous
Hua Qingyun did not know about all these, but she could see through Yang Bo's pressure. She began to help Yang Bo prepare the materials and beautify his courseware.
On the afternoon of the third day, Yang Bo finally finished preparing his courseware. He called Curator Chang, and the two made an appointment. In the afternoon, Yang Bo and Hua Qingyun brought his courseware to find Curator Chang.
Yang Bo opened up the courseware on Curator Chang's computer, showing it to him.
After speaking halfway, Curator Chang stopped. Yang Bo looked at him, puzzled.
Curator Chang looked somewhat awkward. He looked at Yang Bo and said, "I think there are some things that I can't explain to you clearly."
"What is it?" Yang Bo asked.
Curator Chang opened his mouth: "Even though the audience I found is of high education, and even have some qualifications, your lessons are too profound, I'm afraid they won't understand!"
Yang Bo was startled for a moment, and then he looked at the computer again. There were a lot of things here that he would normally communicate with Cao Yuande, Gui Rongjiu and others, and he did not feel that it was too profound.
He had some understanding of Yang Bo and knew that there was no problem with his abilities, but he never thought that Yang Bo would have such a deep understanding of the appraising of cultural relics. Some of the methods were already beyond the capabilities of many students, if he were to really expand his knowledge, would definitely make his students feel that he was listening to a heavenly book!
Curator Chang coughed lightly, "I didn't do this enough, last time I didn't remind you, there were some methods that were too difficult for them. My intention was for you to introduce some general knowledge or techniques to them!"
Yang Bo could not help but look at Curator Chang, "Curator Chang, you did not say that way before!"
Curator Chang laughed awkwardly, but was embarrassed to say more, he had indeed misjudged Yang Bo's ability, and caused a misunderstanding.
Yang Bo was a little helpless, he did not want to pursue the matter further, so he could only say: "Alright, if you don't have time in the afternoon, while I'm here, I'll just change some of the important parts. If it's too complicated, I'll just skip over it, or even add a simple sentence, is that alright?"
Curator Chang immediately nodded, "Yes, yes!"
Yang Bo flipped through the courseware, and then conversed with Curator Chang for a while. When he saw that Curator Chang had been looking at the time, he could not help but ask: "Do you have a meeting?"
"There's a meeting at three o'clock. It's more important." Curator Chang said.
Yang Bo raised his hand to take a look. Seeing that it was already 2: 55, he nodded, "Then I'll say it like this?"
Curator Chang nodded, "I support you, and I trust you, we will definitely negotiate!"
Yang Bo brought Hua Qingyun and walked out. A few days ago, this was not what the Curator Chang said, but now, he changed his tone.
Hua Qingyun looked at Yang Bo, "Doesn't that mean that the information we have been looking for the past few days is useless?"
Yang Bo laughed, "I know, you've worked hard these past two days. Come, let's go eat a good meal to treat yourself. When we get back, I'll make all the students and teachers in Peking University cry!"
Hua Qingyun could not help but look at Yang Bo with admiration. "You are really amazing, Curator Chang was very anxious just now, I feel like he is really worried that you are talking too complicated, I'm afraid those students might not understand!"
"He scared me a few days ago. I thought he was just an undergraduate, but he just had to tell me that there are still many Ph.D. students and teachers who were afraid that I wouldn't be able to hold my ground and wanted to help me grasp the quality of my courseware." Yang Bo said.
Hua Qingyun couldn't help but laugh. At the very least, her hard work these few days was not in vain, to be able to make an appraisal master like Curator Chang think that the courseware was a little more complicated, it meant that the standard of this set of courseware was much higher.
The problem of the courseware had basically been solved, which made the two of them in a good mood. They found a restaurant and only returned in the evening.
In the next few days, Yang Bo visited a few more museums at the Dijing, and also saw a lot of people. Everyone gave him a lot of face, since Cui Shiyuan's position was there, many museums would not look at the buddhist side, and they would not make things difficult for Yang Bo.
Finally, it was the appointed day of the lecture. Yang Bo woke up early in the morning to train for a circle, and when he returned, he saw that his mother had already cooked porridge and was sitting at the dining table. Hua Qingyun was also sitting beside him like a young wife.
Lin Lin beckoned with her hand towards Yang Bo, "Come, have some breakfast. You still have some important matters to attend to today, so you need to eat more before you can exert your full strength."
Yang Bo was a little helpless as he looked at the food on the table, "Mom, there's no need to go through all this trouble, it's not like it's a big deal."
Lin Lin stared at him, "How is it not a big matter? If you think about it, you'll know too. Since the old man is going to see your public lecture, I want to go as well. Even below the stage, there are all doctors, lecturers, and even many old professors of Peking University.
Yang Bo was a little helpless. When he turned his head and saw Hua Qingyun winking at him, he could only shake his head and sit down.
Lin Lin helped Yang Bo with the food, and said: "Don't be nervous when you're at the podium. If we knew earlier, we would have let you practice at home, we would have brought some of our neighbors over to act as listeners. Perhaps you might be able to perform better today!"
Yang Bo looked at Lin Lin, "Mom, it's really alright, I'm not nervous, and once I get to the stage, it's impossible for me to say it out loud.
Lin Lin stared at Yang Bo, "Really?"
Yang Bo nodded his head heavily, and said: "Could it be that there's a fake one?"
Lin Lin laughed, "That's good, I'm afraid you're too nervous, since you can still make jokes, that means there's no problem!"
Yang Bo felt that his mother was becoming more and more nagging. There were even some things that had to be repeated a few times, as if Yang Bo couldn't remember anything at all.
After eating breakfast, the three of them got into the car and headed towards the Peking University Academy.
Yang Bo looked out of the window and suddenly felt a bit nervous. He did not know how his lecture was going, and if it was going to be interesting, would the students and teachers below the stage be able to continue listening?
However, his ears still heard his mother's voice, "Bo, you are up on stage, don't be too nervous, I heard that a lot of people are going."
Yang Bo looked towards his mother. "Mom, I feel like you're a little nervous."
"Is that so?" Lin Lin didn't even have time to react.
Yang Bo laughed, "Mom, there's really no need for this. I was not nervous at all, but after being lectured by you all the way, I feel my heart beating really quickly!"
Hua Qingyun sat at the side and chuckled.
— — The content is from [Mick Read]