Not to mention He Xin, even Mu Fan and Shui Mingyue looked at Wenying with awe in their eyes: Xiaoyu, you are so awesome!
Waves of warmth surged through Wen Ying's heart.
With Mr. Fu in charge, Sun Zanguo honestly finished the rest of the lesson.
As soon as the bell rang, Sun Zanguo snorted loudly, turned around and left, not wanting to stay for a moment!
He Xin raised his feet and chased after him for two steps. He was worried about Mr. Fu and stopped again.
He Xin hesitated, thinking about his close relative, Mr. Fu, but also worried... Mr. Fu seemed not to like to see Mr. Sun, but also wanted to see Wen Ying.
Wen Ying didn't care what He Xin thought. She had already endured half the lesson and immediately turned around and asked Mr. Fu: "Why are you here?"
Not only did I come to the School of Liberal Arts, but it was such a coincidence.
Mr. Fu smiled: "An old friend of the college knew that I was on a business trip to the capital and invited me to come to the college to attend the graduation ceremony of your current batch of students. I thought to myself, since I agreed to come, I might as well come over early and take a look around the college.
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This liberal arts college was established in 1950. At that time, Mr. Fu was just a young man who loved literature.
From 1950 to 2007, 57 years have passed. The young man who loves literature has become "Old Fu". His body is no longer strong, his mind is not as active and creative as when he was young, and his face is no longer smooth.
Many things have changed, but his love for literature has not.
Even because of the passage of time, Mr. Fu's love for literature has become broader and deeper.
No matter how science and technology develops, no matter how people's preferences change, "literature" will always have an audience.
Mr. Fu did not come here specially to slap Sun Zanguo in the face. The old man knew that there were many best-selling authors among the students in this training class and wanted to talk more with them.
Whether it is business writing or traditional literature, they are all equally important in Mr. Fu's eyes.
Therefore, Mr. Fu did not leave anyone out. At noon that day, the cafeteria of the School of Liberal Arts was extremely lively. Students, including Wen Ying, gathered around Mr. Fu and chatted.
Everyone can see that Mr. Fu likes Wen Ying very much, but he is not only patient with Wen Ying, but also treats all students equally!
Mr. Fu's personal charm was so outstanding that the two groups of students in the training class who were originally divided into two groups gradually let go of their barriers to each other.
He Xin didn't dare to get close to Mrs. Fu at first, but he unknowingly sat next to Mrs. Fu.
The afternoon graduation ceremony was successfully held. After taking graduation photos, Wen Ying returned to the dormitory to pack her luggage.
When going downstairs, Wen Ying met He Xin.
He Xin stopped Wen Ying and said, "There is one thing I want to explain. I was not the only one who saw you and a man coming out of the hotel that night... I did not spread rumors in the college."
He Xin still has basic teacher ethics.
Apparently He Xin not only bumped into Wen Ying and Zhong Yong leaving the hotel, but also saw another "eyewitness".
However, He Xin did not intend to tell Wen Ying who the rumor maker was.
He Xin thought Wen Ying would ask more questions, but Wen Ying passed by He Xin carrying a box.
"Teacher He, I actually don't want to pay attention to these boring things, because there are too many unknown areas waiting for me to explore. I hope the same is true for Teacher He."
Wen Ying passed He Xin, turned around and smiled: "There are two kinds of literary critics in the world, one is like Mr. Sun, and the other is like Mr. Fu. I wonder which one Mr. He wants to be?"
He Xin was completely stunned.
This time, Wen Ying carried the box and walked away without looking back.
At the gate of the college, Mu Fan and Shui Mingyue were already waiting there.
This month of closed training allowed Wen Ying, Mu Fan, and Shui Mingyue to form a deep friendship as classmates. After the training, the three of them had no plans to leave the capital immediately, and planned to spend two days together in the capital.
Xie Qian has already gone to the Magic City in advance.
Peng Guoqing didn't go.
Peng Guoqing came over to act as a tour guide for Wen Ying and the others. This guy couldn't do much else, but he was very professional in eating, drinking and having fun. With his arrangements, Wen Ying didn't have to worry at all and could easily explore the capital.
On the day of separation, Mu Fan pretended to ask casually: "That good friend of yours has only been to the college once. Is he busy?"
Wen Ying nodded honestly, "Yes, he is very busy."
In fact, Xie Qian is not that busy.
Wen Ying knew that Xie Qian didn't want to show up to the liberal arts college more often because he didn't want to cause trouble to her.
Anyway, the two of them keep calling and texting each other every day, so it doesn’t matter whether they meet or not~
Peng Guoqing pricked up his ears and listened.
Oh yo yo, does this guy named Mu want to poach Xie Qian?
Peng Guoqing cleared his throat: "It doesn't matter if you see more or less now. When school starts, we will see each other every day without looking up or looking down!"
Mu Fan just smiled.
College is a new stage in life. What's the use of meeting each other every day? The term "far fragrance and near smell" is not just a saying.
Mu Fan does have ulterior motives, but Mu Fan has no intention of being the clown in other people's love stories.
He absolutely respects Wen Ying's choice... but before Wen Ying declares her relationship with that "good friend", Mu Fan feels that he is qualified to show his kindness.
This neither violates the law nor violates morality.
Isn’t it the Magic City?
Mu Fan remembered that he also had a house in Shanghai. Professional writers could work anywhere, so it was normal to go to Shanghai for a while.
However, Mu Fan did not tell Wen Ying about his plans. When Wen Ying went to school in Shanghai, there would always be a chance for the two to meet.
On the fourth day after the training at the School of Liberal Arts, Wen Ying finally returned to Chengdu.
She returned home and saw the unopened postal package on the bedside table.
"This is……"
Chen Ru stood at the door, unable to hide her smile: "Your admission notice was delivered yesterday."
Wen Dongrong was very disappointed that Wen Ying did not apply to Huaqing University or Beijing University, but when the notice from Aurora University arrived, Wen Dongrong couldn't wait to show it off immediately.
This idea failed. Chen Ru stopped the dog man who was about to make a move and insisted on leaving Wen Ying to dismantle the pieces in person.
"Mom, you have such a sense of ritual now!"
Wen Ying muttered, reaching out to take apart the pieces, but after thinking about it, she held back.
"My dad is about to get off work, why don't we wait a little longer to unpack it?"
Life requires a sense of ritual. After waiting for a long time, Wen Ying didn't care about waiting for another two hours.
Chen Ru was noncommittal and said, "It's up to you. It's your admission notice anyway. You just have to make the decision."
Wen Dongrong got off work, but he was a little preoccupied. Even when Wen Ying opened the admission notice, Wen Dongrong just glanced at it lazily and became distracted.
Chen Ru asked Xiao Wen to ask what was going on with Lao Wen. Wen Ying sat down next to Lao Wen. Before Wen Ying could ask, Lao Wen took the initiative to confess what was on her mind:
"I found a connection and transferred your Uncle Li to work in Chengdu. The procedures are being processed. He will officially start working in Chengdu next month."
Wen Ying was very surprised, "Did you successfully transfer Uncle Li?"
This matter is not easy to handle, and it was actually done by Lao Wen. It seems that Lao Wen has completely established a foothold in the company in Chengdu.
But everything was done successfully, so why is Lao Wen still worried?
Wen Dongrong sighed: "Lao Li is coming to Chengdu, but I may have to leave. The leader talked to me today and asked me if I would like to follow him to other provinces."