The sun is a bit bright today."
"After the beginning of spring, it becomes warmer day by day. Spring is here."
February 23rd was the first day of school for North China Normal University. The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. There was a lot of traffic in front of the school gate. In the open space at the school gate, yellow and white guardrails formed a narrow passage, which was occupied by twists and turns.
The entire front door.
Students in twos and threes passed quickly through this passage and entered the school in an orderly manner. Li Peifeng did the same. Although he did not have classes today, he had to hold a research group meeting.
"Handsome guy, which department are you from?"
As soon as he passed the guardrail and entered the school gate, a beautiful woman about 1.8 meters tall wearing tight jeans and boots spoke to him, and she deliberately took off her mask, as if to reveal her proud face.
Big black waves, black eyeliner, very natural eye shadow, deep, gloomy and aggressive eyes, a rich face like a femme fatale.
It's a bit unfamiliar. Have I seen any beauty of this level in school?
Li Peifeng looked at her carefully, and out of courtesy and respect for her fine eyes, he also took off his mask, but without a smile, his expression was very depressed: "Faculty of Liberal Arts, what's the matter?"
"As expected, it's you. There's something strange about this world."
The femme fatale's eyes were full of interest: "Great writer, please add me on WeChat. I even read your latest chapter yesterday."
Hearing that he was a book fan, Li Peifeng's face softened slightly and he smiled: "Look at the subscription record. If it is genuine, add it."
The femme fatale was silent for two seconds and took out her phone to connect. Li Peifeng waited for more than ten seconds and smiled slightly: "Forget about subscribing on site. I'm going to the place. Bye~"
The femme fatale was a little stunned. Seeing that Li Peifeng had really quickened his pace, she quickly followed up: "Hey, wait a minute!"
What are you waiting for? You have several hundred million to give me and just let me wait?
Li Peifeng didn't even look back and even sped up.
Beautiful women are never a scarce resource for handsome men of his level. If the other party hadn't said that he was a fan of his books, Li Peifeng would not have continued the conversation.
Even before, even if the girl's appearance was up to standard, he had to go through a screening process when asking for WeChat from a girl.
Li Peifeng is used to observing each other's eyes. If the girl's eyes are pure and clear, and she stumbles and blushes when speaking, she will reject her.
Because there is a high probability that the other party is a good girl, even if there is a chance of deliberately pretending, Li Peifeng does not want to kill her by mistake.
But if the girl's eyes are straight, her eyes are watery and thick to the point of being drawn, her eyes are full of charm, her saliva is drooling and burning with hot and wet fire, and two naked little people are reflected in the child's hole.
, so hungry and thirsty that he seems to be about to pounce on him and eat him clean and strip him naked.
Li Peifeng will definitely join!
Because this kind of woman is 100% bad. He, a male Bodhisattva, has a kind heart and cannot see the ugliness, so when he finds an opportunity, he tries to influence her.
But that was all in the past. Now Li Peifeng has cultivated his masculine virtues, and he will never have any wrong thoughts even when flowers and plants are brought to his door.
"Dongdong~"
With twenty minutes left before the meeting, Li Peifeng went straight to Zhao Qingge's office and knocked on the door twice symbolically.
"Enter."
Pushing the door open, Lin Zhihui and Zhao Qingge were sitting on the sofa talking.
Li Peifeng consciously sat aside and took out his laptop to do some work. In fact, before entering the room in the corridor, he heard the conversation between Zhao Qingge and his junior sister with his keen hearing. It was mainly because Lin Zhihui wanted to read
Caused by gambling.
Li Peifeng's arrival did not interrupt their rhythm. Zhao Qingge thought: "If I remember correctly, you are still single. Have there been any changes in your relationship after the winter vacation?"
"No, I'm still single..."
Zhao Qingge pondered for a moment and said: "When a girl reaches a certain age, she still needs to find a partner and have a family first. In one year, you will be twenty-four years old. If you study for a Ph.D. for three or four years, you will definitely have some knowledge in this aspect.
Influence."
Lin Zhihui's expression was subtle and her eyes were a little strange. She didn't expect her mentor to say these words.
Thinking about it, Zhao Qingge is still single at such an old age and is focused on her career. Many female students in the school regard her as an outstanding independent woman and worship Lao Zhao as an idol. Logically speaking, Zhao Qingge’s attitude should be supportive
Female students study for Ph.D.s and engage in scientific research, follow her path, instead of mentioning family and children at this time...
What's wrong with girls? Do girls have to get married and have children? Do they think family is the most important thing? Can't they be a little career-minded and have some personal ideals?
"I still want to continue doing academics."
Lin Zhihui's belief was very firm, and she said weakly with a very obedient look.
"Doing academics? What do you think you can do?"
Zhao Qingge sternly criticized: "You are just going through the pile of old papers. How many people can read what you have spent years and painstakingly writing?"
"Except for looking at it in a small circle of a few hundred people in the ivory tower, it has no value, and it has no contribution to society. The so-called research and exploratory spirit of the liberal humanities...you said it can make you full, or can it?
Make you happier and more fulfilled?"
Lin Zhihui was dejected, while Zhao Qingge relaxed slightly: "I'm not discouraging you to continue studying for a Ph.D., but before that, I suggest you fall in love first, and it's best to get married before studying. Or apply for a job, take the public examination, and graduate with a master's degree.
Directly joining the workforce is also a good choice.”
Lin Zhihui looked at Li Peifeng eagerly: "Senior brother, you..."
Li Peifeng's eyelids twitched: "What am I? I advise you to be careful what you say. I have always regarded you as my junior sister."
"Where do you want to go? I'm asking you if you want to continue your studies."
Li Peifeng shook his head: "I don't plan to study anymore. I am writing books and starting a business. There are many things to do."
Zhao Qingge said: "Actually, if your senior brother studies for a Ph.D. and continues his studies, it will be of great help to his career. He can choose among the professors in our school, and he will even stay at the school after graduation, but he has not taken this path. Why?
Well, it wastes too much time, consumes too much energy, cannot balance study and work, and has no time left to manage personal feelings..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Li Peifeng nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, you have no time to fall in love after studying for a Ph.D."
"how come?"
Lin Zhihui couldn't understand, thinking that if you talk about love for half an hour, you might not have time, so she wanted to refute it.
Zhao Qingge interrupted: "This is a big deal. You should think about it carefully when you go back. There will be a group meeting soon. Go to the venue to check if your ppt can be played."
"good……"
Lin Zhihui left in despair, leaving only the teacher and student in the room.
"Click~"
Five or six seconds after the door closed, Zhao Qingge looked away from the door and looked at Li Peifeng, and slowly said: "Where did you stay last night?"
"After they finished their exercise and had dinner, I went back to Baoyu Community."
This is the truth. Li Peifeng wanted to have a 1V3 last night, but the three of them didn't give him a chance. In the final analysis, they were still a little angry at Li Peifeng and Zhao Qingge living together.
After the meal, Huang Tianxuan left on her own initiative. Wu Wenyue and Xu Maning had no intention of staying, so Li Peifeng went back to work.
Zhao Qingge seemed a little dissatisfied: "Didn't they tell you anything?"
"I told you that I would take you to exercise, and then I gave you a massage, but the strength was a bit strong...Does your leg still hurt now?"
Li Peifeng looked at Zhao Qingge with concern.
Maybe it was because the weather was getting warmer, so she wore a spring and autumn slim-fitting black professional suit. The top was double-breasted and fastened with two buttons. The lower body was a pair of nine-point trousers. Half of the trouser legs were exposed, and the white ankles were wrapped in flesh silk. They matched the pair of velvet pants.
Pointed-toe high heels...
"pain."
Zhao Qingge sat slightly sideways with his knees together, stretched out his hand into a fist and knocked on his thigh, frowning slightly: "Now that they told you about this, what is your attitude?"
"I severely condemned them!" Li Peifeng said sternly, while looking at the ankle half wrapped in flesh, he stood up uncontrollably and sat next to Zhao Qingge: "They promise not to do it again next time.
do not worry."
"Let go!"
Zhao Qingge's face turned red and he stood up quickly to hide away: "It's time, go to the meeting."
Li Peifeng asked in a low voice, still unfinished, "I'll massage your legs when you get back from the meeting."
…
The leg massage didn't go as planned because Zhao Qingge had to go to class after the meeting.
Li Peifeng was bored and simply prepared to go home.
Although school has started, Li Peifeng, who is about to graduate, no longer has any classes to attend. Unlike last semester where he occasionally had to attend two periods, he has no coursework at all this semester.
Academically, he could only listen to Zhao Qingge's instructions and help with some projects. If it weren't for group meetings, Li Peifeng wouldn't even have to enter the school and would just stay at home coding all day long.
"It's leaking, it's leaking~"
As soon as he walked out of the gate of the main building of the School of Liberal Arts, Li Peifeng picked up a shared bicycle and was about to go home, but he saw several cadres of the student union at the door, hanging banners and placing promotional signs in front of the trees in the green belt.
I glanced at the banner subconsciously. It was seven or eight meters long and had two lines of text;
Yo, is it about this writer?
Li Peifeng immediately put down his bicycle and approached, and gave instructions in a very familiar manner: "No, it's too low, go up a little higher."
"Yes, yes, this location is perfect."
While talking, Li Peifeng also stepped forward to help tie the banner to the tree.
A male classmate wearing glasses turned to look at him, tied the rope in his hand into a tight knot, and said with a smile: "The great writer is so free, he will sign his name for me later."
Li Peifeng chuckled, but the other party said: "You want to sign, I haven't brought a pen yet."
How much chatter do you want?! Have you been stabbed in the brain?
Li Peifeng ignored him, got on his bicycle and waved his hand: "Thanks everyone, let's go!"
As soon as I arrived at the door, the phone rang. The caller was Dean Chen Shucheng.
"You come to my office."
"Hey, that's good."
Li Peifeng didn't bother to ask why he was called him. He guessed that he might still be allowed to stay in school to study for a Ph.D., and he was thinking about how to refuse along the way.
When he arrived at the place, Li Peifeng found that there was not only Chen Shucheng in the room, but also a professor from North China Normal University. Although he had never met him before, he had seen him on TV and seen his face from the covers of some works...
"You don't need me to introduce this guy. You may have written a thesis and studied his works."
Chen Shucheng stood up and pointed at the little old man with frosty temples and a smiling face. He was about sixty years old, with white hair and black hair, a slightly chubby face, and two obvious bags under his triangular eyes.
Honest and sincere...this old man looks quite cute.
"Teacher Yu Hua, hello, hello."
Li Peifeng hurriedly took the initiative to say hello. Yu Hua smiled and shook hands with him: "Sit, sit, eh, the young man is really energetic."
Yu Hua is a famous contemporary writer in Dongguo. His works have great influence, won numerous awards at home and abroad, and have numerous film and television adaptations. He has a first-class status in the literary world. He was appointed as a professor at North China Normal University three years ago.
Is this the PhD supervisor you found for me?
Li Peifeng was not sure, so he decided to take another look, sit down and wait for the two of them to speak.
"I have nothing else to do with you. I just heard from Professor Zhao that you plan to hold another lecture on campus, right?"
"Yes, I have this plan. I just saw that banners have been hung up in the school..."
Chen Shucheng hummed: "I have approved it, but then I thought, you have already done it once before, and if you do it again this time, the content may be a bit repetitive... I happened to meet Teacher Yu today and chatted with him.
I suddenly feel that if you let two new and old writers have a dialogue in this lecture, it will produce some collisions and be more interesting. Teacher Yu agreed, and now we want to ask for your opinion."
Li Peifeng agreed happily: "No problem, no problem, it's my pleasure."
Yu Hua smiled and said: "Actually, I have read your book "The Chronicle of Sword and Law", but I didn't understand how to pay for it, so I stopped reading it after I paid for it."
Li Peifeng was flattered: "Really? That's great. Just tell me your email address and I will send you the electronic version of the VIP chapter directly. You can help me with your pointers."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! To be honest, he didn't feel too strange that Yu Hua read his book. Being a teacher and student in the same school was part of the factor, and the promotion of "Sword and Law" also had an impact
.The most important thing is that most traditional writers are very tolerant of online articles.
They are able to accept new things, and some are reading online articles. There are also some traditional writers who are not very good at secretly registering for vests and uploading their works on online platforms. However, because they are not adapted to the style of online articles, most of them have disappeared without a trace.
disappeared.
Yu Hua even said in the media: "I think there is no difference between traditional literature and online literature. It is a good sign that online literature is active. Don't be biased against online literature."
As the saying goes, a true master always has the heart of a disciple, and nothing could be better said than this.
"Okay, if you all agree, then the lecture will be set. I will ask them to change the promotion method. The time and place will remain unchanged."
The three of them chatted and settled on a two-person lecture on "Internet Literature and Traditional Dialogue". Li Peifeng and Yu Hua began to discuss the topic of the lecture.
When he came out of the dean's office, it was already lunch time, but Li Peifeng didn't even go to the cafeteria. He rode his bicycle home. He had to update!
I just sat in front of the computer and pressed the power button. The screen did not light up, but a WeChat message came from my phone.
He Yimeng: "(Smile) Eight days ago I suggested that you have a cold war with them, but in the end you also turned down my idea, right?!"
Li Peifeng smiled, thought for two seconds, scrolled up to the chat history above this one, took a screenshot of what He Yimeng said, and forwarded it.
[He Yimeng: The soul can only walk alone. If there is dependence, there can be no love...]
Li Peifeng: "I listen to you and don't rely too much on you. This is how I love you, be good~"
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