Late at night, the evening breeze is blowing, and the shadows of the trees under the lights are dancing, rustling in the quiet Huaqing Garden.
Gao Yuanyuan walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a bath towel and took small steps to the study. Light leaked from the crack in the door.
at this time,
Lu Fei was holding a cigarette in his mouth and writing on the manuscript with a pen. There were many cigarette butts in the ashtray beside him.
The whole house was filled with smoke.
"Ahem, why don't you open the window?"
She ran to open the window, and a breeze blew in.
The thin curtains fluttered.
Lu Fei stopped writing,
Watching the graceful silhouettes drifting,
When I got into his arms, the smell of orange shampoo from my hair hit my nostrils.
Gao Yuanyuan lowered her head and glanced, "What are you writing?"
"A speech for the show the day after tomorrow." Lu Fei stroked her face with his hand.
"Speech? You are so good at speaking normally, why do you still need to write a speech? You have been writing for more than an hour, right?"
"This time is different, I want to recommend my book." Lu Feiyou had to pay attention to the fact that Liyan is not only one of the three immortals, but also a business.
"your book?"
Gao Yuanyuan wrinkled and picked up "The World is Flat" on the table. His name was prominently written in the author column.
"You wrote a book! You still write books?"
"What do you think?" Lu Fei scratched her nose with his index finger.
"Yeah, then get down to business!"
Gao Yuanyuan picked up his book, ran out of the room, and disappeared behind the door.
Suddenly he looked back,
A reminder not to stay up too late.
After a while, the night wind blowing into the house became colder and colder.
Lu Fei stretched out, closed the window and turned off the lights, and walked back to the bedroom. He saw a bedside lamp emitting warm light in the darkness. Gao Yuanyuan leaned on the bedside, cheering up. She said, like yawning,
It's like sighing.
"Why are you not sleeping?"
"I couldn't sleep after reading your book. I felt so stressed. I felt like I was no longer worthy of you!"
Gao Yuanyuan closed the book and thought that her unparalleled hero was not only rich but also talented. The greater the gap between them, the more they worried about gains and losses, and became uneasy.
"Don't talk, just feel with your mouth."
Lu Fei grabbed her chin and quickly kissed her lips. He kissed her for a minute and made a sucking sound from her cherry mouth.
lip parting,
He smiled and said, "What do you feel?"
"It all smells like smoke~"
Gao Yuanyuan blushed and acted coquettishly, her hands that were tightly gripping the quilt slowly relaxed, a big hand wrapped around her shoulders, and pulled her into the arms of its owner domineeringly.
“Only the person who wears the shoes will know whether they fit your feet or not.”
Lu Fei said softly but domineeringly, "Whether you are worthy or not, I have the final say!"
"I used to say I was your milk tea."
Gao Yuanyuan's eyes flashed, "Humph, now they have become your shoes."
Lu Fei said: "Then you are my horse and my scabbard."
"Bah, I won't let you ride!"
Gao Yuanyuan immediately understood the slur in the first half of the sentence, her face turned red, she pursed her lips and asked, "Why did I become your sheath?"
"Because a hero deserves a good horse, and a sharp sword matches a scabbard."
Lu Fei lifted the quilt and shouted: "Here comes the sword!"
A little cold light, the sword came out like a dragon.
The silver saddle shines on the horse, and it rustles like stars.
The spring breeze is so good that the horse's hooves are so bad that I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.
There is no need to boast about how dirty I was in the past, but today I am so slutty and beautiful!
……………
April 1, Kyoto University.
A promotional signboard for the latest "Let's Talk" lecture was placed in Yanyuan, and posters were also posted for three days in the library and teaching building.
Lu Fei alone was extremely attractive, and the addition of "The World is Flat" immediately attracted students to come in droves.
At this time, the Yanjing Auditorium, with thousands of seats, was packed.
Wang Yun and her roommate arrived just a minute late, but they couldn't find a seat. Even the plastic chairs were sold out, so they had to squeeze into a remote and small seat to look at the stage.
There were two more cameras recording than in the past, and the number of media and reporters gathered was several times the number of speakers in the past.
While waiting, the students whispered.
"'The World is Flat' is really like what is written in the newspaper and it is such a sensation abroad. Why does it feel like a fake?"
"Of course it's true! I asked my cousins who went abroad and all of them have a copy."
"It can cover politics, history, culture, economy, technology, and geography. It's too exaggerated. Isn't Lu Fei a Chinese opera student?"
"I heard from Senior Huiwen that he liked acting, so he specially enrolled in an acting school, Beijing University, or Mizuki, but he didn't bother to come."
"Yes, with such a university education and such a huge net worth, even if you go to Beijing University, you will definitely drop out like Bill Gates!"
"that is!"
The group of students chatted more and more enthusiastically, attracting side glances from the people around them. The noise and commotion did not disappear until Sabei Ning appeared.
He walked to the center of the stage and the cameras were all focused on him.
"This is China's first open TV youth class broadcast exclusively by Qilixiang Milk Tea, "Let's Talk", and I am the host, Sa Beining!"
"Whoa whoa whoa~"
The students of Peking University burst into applause and finally started.
"Recently, there is a book written by a Chinese person that has had a huge impact in Europe, the United States and other countries."
"Recently, this man has been hailed as the 'Bill Gates of China' and has received numerous accolades in Europe and the United States. Countless people want to meet him but cannot."
Sabei Ming made a brief opening remarks, "We are lucky enough to meet you this time. Let us give you a round of applause, Lu Fei!"
After he finished speaking, Lu Fei walked onto the stage from the backstage corridor of the auditorium. As soon as he appeared and was exposed to Wang Yun's sight, she was immediately dumbfounded.
Isn’t this classmate Lu Fei from the senior class of No. 14 Middle School!
He is really Lu Fei?!
The young students were all excited when they heard this, their eyes widened, and they looked Lu Fei up and down with mixed emotions.
So damn young!
"I'm glad to have Mr. Lu here."
Sabei Ning said half-jokingly: "Actually, this column has a deep connection with you. Without your initiative, this column might not exist."
The news that Lu Fei is one of the founders of "Let's Talk" is thrown away, just like the burden of cross talk, the whole room is full of excitement.
Suddenly, there were sounds of surprise one after another.
"At the beginning, the person I wanted to invite for the first issue of the column was Mr. Lu, but I never made an appointment. This time I finally made an appointment."
Sabei Ning pretended to make things difficult, "Mr. Lu, why are you so difficult to make an appointment?"
"Because I was giving a speech in Yanyuan, I actually had a shadow."
Lu Fei was not nervous and humorously said that when he was at the Ziyuan Hotel for the first time, he was mistaken for a pyramid scheme and the police broke in and arrested him.
"Almost got caught!"
"Hahaha."
Seeing the students burst into laughter under the auspices of Lu Fei, with a moderate rhythm, Sabei Ning blinked, he was worthy of being a big boss.
Such eloquence!
"And I'm too young."
Lu Fei spoke honestly about Versailles, ""Let's Talk" needs to be discussed based on past experiences. I am only 19 years old, and my past is too short."
Did you hear what others said?
Sabei Ning was startled, she had never seen such a pretentious scene before.
He quickly reacted and laughed at himself: "If Mr. Lu said this, then I can't be the host. You are so successful at the age of 19, and I am already 26 years old..."
Everyone in the audience feels the same way.
Comparing people to each other makes people mad, so envious!
"I am not successful enough. You can be as successful as me. After China joins the WTO, there are many opportunities for success. It depends on whether you dare to dream."
While Lu Fei was talking, Sabei Ning stepped off the stage in cooperation and handed over the stage to him alone to take over.
Most of the ideas are directly derived from "The World is Flat", which is a bit like promoting a book, with long talks, but it is not cramming at all, but is made into a pot of fragrant chicken soup.
Add the Internet economy, global economy, and science to it, mix in various ingredients, and stir into a flavorful chicken soup.
Someone, please feed the young lady some chicken soup!
Including Wang Yun, most of the students at Beijing University had never tasted this delicious food. They all drank chicken soup, their hearts were surging, and they wanted to fight until dawn.
"A Fei gave a good speech." Minister Kong was full of praise.
Xu Lei clasped his arms and suppressed his smile. This was only 50% to 60% of Lu Xiaoji's success in deceiving Dafa.
Lu Fei raised his hand and asked, "Do you have a dream?"
"have!"
The people below almost all said the same thing.
"Are your dreams related to China?" Lu Fei asked again.
This time, there were obviously fewer loud replies than the first time, and the voices were uneven.
Lu Fei shook his head and laughed. When he thought that Peking University, Shuimu, had become the back garden of American talents, he turned on his deception at full speed:
"This is an era of blooming dreams. Everyone is a dreamer, but their own dreams must be linked to the national dream. Americans have the American dream, and we in China must naturally have our Chinese dream..."
"Chinese Dream."
Minister Kong's eyes widened and his heart beat rapidly.
This word makes you feel uplifted when you hear it. Compared with all the cliche slogans shouted nowadays, it is so simple and has such a high intention that it is as high as the atmosphere.
But in fact, it is all empty talk.
There are no techniques, no words, it’s all emotion.
However, the students whose emotions were completely incited did not care, and everyone did not care about the order of the scene. In addition to applauding enthusiastically, they shouted:
"Well said! Say a few more words!"
"Next, I'll let you ask questions."
Sabei Ning was agitated, and when he saw that he would time out if he continued speaking, the follow-up process could not be completed, so he immediately stopped on stage.
Lu Fei didn't want to shout slogans or fool around anymore. He glanced away and saw the students raising their hands in unison, fearing that he would be too late and not get his turn.
Sabei Ning first named a student representative and announced that he was the vice president of the student union of Peking University.
"Mr. Lu, we all say 'study for the rise of China', why do you say 'revival of China'?"
In front of everyone, Lu Fei blurted out: "We, China, are just returning to where they belong.
China has stood tall among the nations of the world since ancient times. For nearly a thousand years, Chinese culture has been far superior to the West and has always been at the top of the world... Modern times are just a brief accident in history. This is not normal. Sooner or later, China will return to its original state.
Right location.
Do you think this is a ‘rise’ or a ‘revival’?”
"revival!"
A boy in the audience shouted out involuntarily, and the sound woke up the dumbfounded students, all of whom were filled with excitement and fever.
"Yes, we are studying for the rejuvenation of China, not its rise!"
For a time, the crowd was excited.
Sabei Ning was also affected, and the hand holding the microphone could not stop shaking. It took a while for the explosive atmosphere in the auditorium to slowly cool down.
A little more casually, by chance, I clicked on Wang Yun's roommate in the corner.
She said happily: "Mr. Lu, you said the Chinese Dream, what exactly is your Chinese Dream?"
