"Boss Li, what's going on? Why are there so many people?"
Wang Zhou finally squeezed in, but now he looked at Li Tianhe with lingering fear and patted his chest.
This was the first time for him to see such a big battle. He was confused by this posture, and he felt a little uneasy.
He was just here to keep an appointment with Mr. Li Yuntai, but how could he be blocked by so many people? He only told Li Tianhe and Xu Qingzhu.
But now this battle made him wonder if he had come to the wrong place? Or maybe there was some kind of celebrity meeting held in the 'Literati' restaurant.
Li Tianhe also couldn't laugh or cry, but he knew that the root cause was Wang Zhou and Li Yuntai, but the culprit was his niece Li Tangli.
"This is what happened..." Li Tianhe led Wang Zhou inside and explained at the same time.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Wang Zhou, for causing you trouble."
Li Tianhe was really worried that Wang Zhou would be dissatisfied because of this.
"Boss Li, what are you talking about? Didn't you just say that even your niece didn't expect this to happen? In fact, this matter was also promoted by Modu University and Zangshan Scenic Area, otherwise it wouldn't be like this!"
Wang Zhouzhi didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, it had already happened. Even if he was reluctant, it would not help. Besides, it was obvious that his teacher played an important role behind the scenes.
Moreover, it has already fermented to such an extent that it is useless to back off. The key is that his teacher and the dean are rushing here.
For the sake of Shanghai University and his teacher, he must move forward.
"Thank you, Teacher Wang, for your understanding." Li Tianhe couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard what Wang Zhou said. His heart had been in a state of confusion just now.
"By the way, Boss Li, my tutor and the dean of the college also know about this and want to accompany me. They are on their way here. I wonder if I can invite them in?" Wang Zhou thought of his teacher and couldn't help but ask.
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After all, this is Li Tianhe's dojo. Although Kang Borui and Yang Kaiwen both have high status in Shanghai Modu University, Wang Zhou also knows that based on Li Tianhe's social status, he may not necessarily agree with them.
"Since he is Teacher Wang's teacher and dean, he is naturally welcome." Li Tianhe naturally would not refuse, especially when these two people came to support him, he was also very happy.
"Then I will thank Boss Li on behalf of the teacher and dean." Wang Zhou knew Li Tianhe's rules very well, and his proposal was obviously to let Li Tianhe break the rules he had set in advance.
However, given Kang Borui and Yang Kaiwen's status in the literary world of Shanghai, no one could say anything even if they were in the inner hall.
"What did Teacher Wang say? It's the two professors who came to the humble abode that made the flowers shine."
Li Tianhe did not continue the topic, and suddenly suggested, "Teacher Wang, my dad is already waiting in the study, how about I take you there first."
"Please." Wang Zhou nodded.
Seeing Wang Zhou enter the inner hall, the editor-in-chief of Cuijian Chinese Network, ‘Mushi’ and the editor-in-chief, ‘Holy King’, both had a wry smile on their faces. They really tried their best, but there were so many fans at the scene that they simply couldn’t squeeze in.
"It seems we can only wait for him to come out." The editor-in-chief looked at the editor in a daze and said with a wry smile.
Under the guidance of Li Tianhe, Wang Zhou appeared in the study.
Wang Zhou glanced at the study and saw the old Mr. Li Yuntai whom he had searched online in advance.
In fact, Wang Zhou knew Li Yuntai very well before. After all, he has a high status in the literary world and is one of the few living giants. Wang Zhou studied Chinese language and literature, so it is difficult to get around him in the professional field.
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"Wang Zhou, a junior student, has met Mr. Li."
Wang Zhou hurriedly walked up to Li Yuntai and gave a serious junior salute. He bent his upper body at ninety degrees, which was the highest salute.
At this time, Li Tangli had already pointed the video in the live broadcast room at Wang Zhou and Li Yuntai.
"Okay, okay!"
Li Yuntai stood up with the help of Li Tianhe, and then reached out to help Wang Zhou up, not forgetting to pat his hand.
Li Yuntai is very happy.
"Little friend Wang Zhou, the old man accepts your worship not because he is proud of his literary talent, but simply because he is older than you."
Chi!
Everyone watching in the live broadcast room took a breath when they heard Mr. Li's words.
Mr. Li highly praised Wang Zhou for his words!
The key is that Mr. Li respects Wang Zhou as his little friend!
And what did Mr. Li mean by what he said just now? Could it be that he felt that his literary talent was not as good as Wang Zhou's? But he didn't dare to question anything, although everyone was guessing.
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"You can write such masterpieces as Difficult on the Crossroads, Wangzangshan Waterfall, and Beauties of the North and South at such a young age. Your level is already above that of the old man and me." Li Yuntai held Wang Zhou's hand with a kind face.
He said with a very pleased expression.
Li Yuntai did not feel at all that Wang Zhou's poems were of a higher standard than his, which would make him lose face. On the contrary, he looked very pleased.
"Young man, Mr. Li, would never dare to accept Mr. Li's compliments." After hearing Mr. Li's words, Wang Yiyi hurriedly bowed and saluted.
Mr. Li's status is there. If he accepts it calmly, the trolls on the Internet will spray him to death.
"Excessive modesty is not good! A scholar must have pride, humility and courtesy. You can have both." Li Yuntai looked at Wang Zhou with a smile.
"When the old man sees you, he knows that we have someone to succeed us in the Chinese literary world."
The live broadcast room exploded again.
But no one made any arbitrary comments, because Li Yuntai was the pillar of the Chinese literary world, a Taishan Beidou-level existence, and no one dared to make arbitrary comments about him.
Wang Zhou looked at Li Yuntai with tears and laughter. He really didn't know how to answer it at the moment. Mr. Li praised him too highly and he couldn't answer it.
At this time, the study door was pushed open again.
Kang Borui and Yang Kaiwen appeared here. The rescuers finally arrived, and Wang Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief.
If Mr. Li continues to praise him like this, he will undoubtedly be pushed to the fire and roasted alive!
"Mr. Li, let me introduce to you, this is my mentor, Mr. Kang Borui, and this is Dean Yang Kaiwen, the dean of the School of Liberal Arts of Modu University."
"The student has met Mr. Li."
Kang Borui and Yang Kaiwen were respected in the literary circles of Shanghai, but in front of Mr. Li they were like primary school students, bowing respectfully.
Many inheritances in the contemporary literary world are related to Mr. Li Yuntai. Even if it cannot be traced back directly, it can certainly be traced back through collateral lines.
"Well, I've heard that you are all leaders in the literary world of our magical city!" Mr. Li nodded towards the two of them.
"Students don't dare." Kang Borui and Yang Kaiwen both said they didn't dare.
Mr. Li waved his hands towards the two of them, and they stood behind him in a respectful manner, not daring to say a word.
The barrage in the live broadcast room started to take off.
"Wow, it's Dean Yang and Professor Kang from the School of Liberal Arts of Shanghai Modu University!"
"Professor Kang is senior brother Wang Zhou's mentor!"
"The two great professors looked like elementary school students in front of Mr. Li. I felt dazed by this sight."
"Professors can only call themselves students in front of Mr. Li. This is not flattery, but inheritance!"
"Calm down, calm down! I saw the living God today."
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"Little friend Wang Zhou, let's start! The old man is old and his physical strength is not as good as that of you young people!"
"Okay." Wang Zhou responded hurriedly.
"Mr. Li, please sit down." The two professors and Li Tianhe were busy helping Li Yuntai sit on the chair in front of the desk. The height of the chair was slightly higher, allowing Li Yuntai to clearly see Wang Zhou's writing.
