At the gate of North China Normal University, there is a lot of traffic and crowds of people.
Li Peifeng wore a black trench coat with drapey casual pants, Martin boots on his feet, and a computer bag on his shoulder. He walked with two long legs and followed the crowd into the liberal arts school on the campus.
The moment he merged into the crowd, he was like a little red in the green bush; a firefly in the dark; a drop of water melting into the oil pan.
His strong and straight figure made him stand out in the crowd, and his sculpted and heroic face had to make the school girls look at him frequently. His clothes fluttered behind his master, and he danced gracefully and handsomely in the late autumn wind, like a bird.
Black butterflies flutter, leaving a faint scent...
Whenever he went somewhere, the girls there would look at him with admiration or curiosity.
"Li Peifeng? It's rare to come to school in person!"
"Lift your glass and look at the sky, it's as bright as a jade tree in front of the wind! It looks really delicious, the sour and sweet taste makes you want to fall in love!"
"His Liu~His Liu~ Weird, he seems to have become more handsome!"
"Well, before you saw him, you only wiped his saliva once, but now you wipe it twice!"
"Finally, I met this legendary character! He is so handsome that he deserves his reputation! We are so in love with him!"
"Is this... is this the mysterious Beihua green tea harvester who never ends, the scumbag stamp collecting enthusiast, and the school's darling recognized by all the teachers and students - Li Peifeng?!"
"Hmph, I want to order this grass!"
"That's right, we can't eat what Man Ning, Die Meng, Luo Rou... those green tea bitches, scumbags, and Neptune eat?"
"Must eat him!"
Some idiots looked fiercely in their eyes and were ready to attack. They surrounded Li Peifeng, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.
…
School bastard, a nickname that goes beyond the surface of the earth!
School, school, no problem!
Grass? Plant? Green!
Verb? Vulgar! Frivolous! Vulgar! Vulgar!
This boring phrase should be stamped with 404, signed by Mr. Mosaic, and disappear completely.
Li Peifeng really didn't know how his title of school belle was recognized. Anyway, as far as he knew, Beihua Normal University did not have a committee specifically responsible for evaluating the school belle.
This was originally a joking nickname given to him by the girls around him. Later, he often performed on stage at campus parties, and the nickname gradually spread, which also brought Li Peifeng more attention from the opposite sex.
Whenever he appears in this normal school with a male to female ratio of 3:7, he has to face the comments and wolf-like eyes of the junior schoolmates.
But this time, the intensity was obviously countless times more violent than before, and even somewhat dramatic and exaggerated, which made Li Peifeng a little uncomfortable.
Maybe it was because of his facial transformation and the fact that he secretly rubbed some Breath of the Underworld on himself before leaving in the morning?
My face has nowhere to go!!
"What does this smell like?"
"It smells so good..."
The girls who were closer to him smelled a faint fragrance that was indescribable and impossible to ignore, inexplicable comfort and irresistible temptation. They couldn't help but get closer, peeking sideways and following suit.
There were many brave people among them who took the initiative to talk to them.
"Senior, can you add Weixin?"
"Senior, do you know how to get to the library on campus? Can you take me there? Can I treat you to dinner as a thank you?"
"Are you the legendary school idol? Very good, you have successfully attracted my attention! You must scan this QR code within three seconds, otherwise..."
Very good, very naughty, exactly like the zombies in the movie!
From a certain perspective, Breath of the Underworld is roughly equivalent to the T-Virus.
I hope that when I meet Lao Zhao, he will have the same reaction!
"Sorry, something happened, let's talk about it next time!"
Li Peifeng quickened his pace slightly. He declined politely and continued walking inside.
There were no surprises along the way. Li Peifeng arrived at the third floor of the office building of the School of Liberal Arts and knocked on the door of an office.
"Enter."
Li Peifeng pushed the door open and walked in. A female teacher was looking at the computer monitor. She tilted her head slightly when she saw the person coming.
Dark red shoulder-length straight hair, thin and sexy lips exuding a faint temptation, slender eyes slightly upturned, containing a hint of charm, gold-rimmed glasses adding a cool and intellectual temperament
.
This is Li Peifeng’s graduate tutor, Zhao Qingge, a 33-year-old associate professor in the Chinese Department of North China Normal University.
Some classmates said that Zhao Qingge was the most beautiful teacher at North China Normal University, and Li Peifeng agreed.
But before, for the sake of his studies, he respected Lao Zhao as much as he respected his own mother, and never dared to have the slightest thought.
However, today, Li Peifeng deliberately came closer, stood behind the screen, and said doubtfully: "Director, you asked me to come..."
“The new article is well written!”
Zhao Qingge's hand did not let go of the mouse, and his eyes were still focused on the document displayed on the screen: "But many aspects have not been written, and some more need to be added. I have made comments for you, and you can take it back and change it."
"Yeah, tell me."
Lao Zhao's performance was normal, and Li Peifeng could only get into working mode.
What is displayed on the computer screen is a word document called; "Analysis of the Pulse of Female Channel Internet Literature".
There is also a line of subtitles on the current page; taking my work "One Hundred and Eight Treasures from a Female Queen; I Become a Boss in Liangshan" as an example, I will conduct an in-depth analysis of the success factors and existing problems of current female online literature.
For many years, Li Peifeng has kept strictly confidential his pen name, book titles, novel content, readership and other information. Even his classmates, teachers, friends and parents do not know about it. He has never let out any news.
But the paper was too difficult to write. Before this paper, Li Peifeng had written three other papers. Although Zhao Qingge took the lead, his inspiration had dried up.
In the last semester of his second year of graduate school, Li Peifeng had no choice but to let go of his shame and use his own work to write a thesis in order to successfully transfer to a PhD. He completed the first draft before the National Day holiday and sent it to his advisor.
I don’t pretend anymore, I show my cards, I want to study myself!
To put it simply, this paper is an analysis of Li Peifeng's own works and creative experience, mixed with self-criticism, self-criticism and criticism. Not only for his own works, but also for online literature as a whole... In fact, it is water!
But Zhao Qingge of Shui was very satisfied, so it was a success.
"Take some time and write well. I will help you contact the editor when the time comes. Level 1 Chinese core should be fine. Moreover, you will complete it independently this time. The first work is yours."
The two chatted for more than ten minutes, and Zhao Qingge made suggestions for modifying the paper's format and citations in the abstract. Li Peifeng saved the annotated electronic version of the paper to his own USB flash drive and said, "Thank you for your hard work."
Zhao Qingge muttered: "I have already said hello to you for the PhD interview next month, but some people in the professor group are very curious about you, so be mentally prepared."
Li Peifeng was stunned, and his heart skipped a beat, but he still felt lucky: "Why are they... curious about me?"
"What do you think?"
Zhao Qingge leaned back, folded his hands on his chest, and chuckled: "Although the Chinese Department does not train writers, out of love for literature, most of the students and teachers in our School of Liberal Arts have tried writing. Traditional literature is not
Mention, no one has established a foothold in the field of online literature. As far as I know, many online articles written by students have not been signed, and those written by teachers have not achieved much results."
"But Professor Gong from the School of Business Administration next door, who changed his pen name to Qi Cheng, wrote a few books at the end and became a great writer. An engineering professor became famous for writing online articles, and the entire School of Liberal Arts was wiped out... This
Where can I go to reason?"
"it's good now."
Zhao Qingge looked at his disciples with admiration on his face: "Our School of Liberal Arts has finally produced an online writer who is very successful in writing female pornographic novels. Although he is not a great master, he can still be considered a small celebrity. Teachers, you are so grateful.
It's normal to be curious, and the interview is just a formality. I won't make things difficult for you. At most, I'll ask you some questions about your online creations over the years and your mental journey."
I have 10,000 words about mother selling and I don’t know if I should say it or not!
Is that an interview? That’s my public execution!
Li Peifeng was confused: "I remember I asked you to keep it a secret. How did other teachers know about this?"
He now seriously doubted that Zhao Qingge took the initiative to tell this matter in order to embarrass his colleagues!
Zhao Qingge smiled and comforted: "I haven't told them your pen name and works for the time being, but it will be known sooner or later. Even if you don't know it now, when your paper is published in the future, if it is included in the core journals, all teachers and students will know it."
They will also see what novels you have written."
Oops, forgot about this layer!
Li Peifeng's forehead was already sweating. He quickly took out his mobile phone, opened the TT software, and directly set the book club group to not allow anyone to join the group.
However, the person in front of me knows her pen name, has she already infiltrated it? Could the nude photos she posted yesterday also...
Zhao Qingge thought about it, tapped his chin with the fingers of his right hand, and said in a longing tone: "Actually, I am considering whether to hold an online literature lecture in the School of Liberal Arts. You will attend as the fifth-level writer of the terminal female channel 'One or Two Winds in the World'
The content of "Being the Host" is about the comparison and collision of the wild growth of Internet literature, which gives us new thinking about 'literariness'..."
"Although you are not a well-known online writer, some people in the school should have read your books. The lectures should be full by then, right?"
"..."
Li Peifeng remained silent, but his eyes seemed to speak a thousand words.
If you want to kill someone, you can't hide your eyes!
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