The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

  Chapter 365, look, the great writer is here! (Please subscribe!)

  November 12, 1994.

  Today is the 70th anniversary of CUHK.

   The sun is shining brightly, indicating that this festive day will have a perfect beginning and a successful ending.

  In the early morning, the CUHK campus was full of people, showing a busy atmosphere.

   The liaison, supplies, dining team, security and hygiene team, reception and guidance team, display event team, celebration performance team, publicity and filming team, etc., are all in place at the moment and fully prepared.

   Dinner was made by Zou Qingzhu and Du Shuangling.

  Zou Qingzhu was in charge, and Du Shuangling helped.

   As for Zhang Xuan, Wen Hui is accompanying him to practice "Xintianyou" for the last time.

   It is true that today’s lineup of well-known alumni and invited guests is too strong.

   The old man is embarrassed that he is too far behind Principal Gao, otherwise he will not be able to say how important Principal Gao is. If he messed up, he would be embarrassed to see Jiang Dong's elders.

   After eating, and seeing that it was almost time, Zhang Xuan said to the three daughters, "Let's go, we should set off."

  Before going out, Du Shuangling was a little worried, and walked around Zhang Xuan slowly. After checking that his clothes, shoes and socks were all right, he took the initiative to kiss him on the face, "Dear, come on."

   "Yes." Zhang Xuan nodded confidently and walked out first.

   The sunset is red, and the love is crimson.

   Looking at the afterglow in the sky, Zhang Xuan remembered a sentence: The person who accompanies you to watch the sunset is more romantic than the sunset.

  The campus is neat and tidy. Looking at the past, there are people walking around in dresses.

   Small Auditorium.

   At this moment, there are not many people at the entrance. Apart from some security forces, the most remaining are the volunteers for the school celebration.

  Zou Qingzhu couldn't help looking at the time and said, "It's only 20 minutes before 6 o'clock. I didn't expect that we would be the last group here."

   Zhang Xuan replied, "Maybe it was the reason why we didn't live in the dormitory last night. It's far from the small auditorium, so we couldn't feel the lively atmosphere and sense of urgency. Otherwise, we must have gone in early."

  The three women nodded, agreeing with this point of view.

   After all, people are social animals and are easily affected by emotions. As long as someone utters a snort, they will follow the crowd.

   Even if you know it’s too early and you’ll have to wait for a long time, you’ll still follow.

   "Zhang Xuan, Shuangling."

   Just as the four of them were about to enter the gate, a voice suddenly came from the right.

   turned his head and looked, oh, who is not Du Yu?

Next to    is the girl in red that I saw last time.

   Zhang Xuan walked over to say hello: "Old classmate, are you still a volunteer for the school celebration?"

Du Yu hugged Du Shuangling warmly, smiled at Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, and complained: "Isn't it true, we were pulled over by the guide, and it took about 20 days for the welcome etiquette training alone, but it was hard work. ."

   Zhang Xuan glanced around, saw not many people, and joked: "Come on, welcome me."

"OK!"

  Du Yu really used the standard etiquette to lead: "The famous alumni of CUHK, the great writer March, welcome to come, please come here."

   Looking at this scene, Du Shuangling smiled, very happy.

  Wen Hui's small mouth is slightly pouting, and there is also a faint smile in the simple black and white.

  Zou Qingzhu was even more obvious, covering his mouth and smiling.

   Feeling that the girl in "red clothes" was looking at him, Zhang Xuan nodded politely to the other party, and then frowned and asked Du Yu, "The news spread so quickly?"

  Du Yuxing said with a thousand blessings: "Hurry up, of course fast! Yesterday, our medical school went crazy. Wherever you go, you will hear your voice. I don't want to know. It's hard."

   said, Du Yu looked at Zhang Xuan seriously, and was particularly touched:

   "I've been at the same table with you for two and a half years, but I didn't notice any difference in you. My eyes are really blind.

  Last night I was lying in bed thinking: If I had known you had this ability, I would have lied to you to be my brother when you were blushing easily in your first year of high school. "

   Having said that, Du Yu patted his forehead with his hand and sighed, "Hey, I'm really the number one idiot in the world, I wasted such a good opportunity."

   Zhang Xuan said with a smile: "Don't be like this, we are also good friends and alumni now, but it is not worse than the relationship between brothers and sisters."

   After chatting for a while, Zhang Xuan and others bid farewell.

   When he left, Zhang Xuan gave a thumbs up and praised: "Old tablemate, you are just a clothes hanger. This red cheongsam looks very comfortable."

   "Thank you!" Du Yu smiled brightly.

   watched a few people enter the small auditorium, and the girl in red next to him asked, "Is he really from the countryside? I don't think his temperament is like a rural person at all?"

  Du Yu sighed: "Yes. You haven't seen him look like a freshman in high school. He wears really simple and simple clothes, and he doesn't dare to talk to girls.

   At that time, there was a very beautiful girl in our class. Every time my old roommate talked to that girl, my face turned red. "

   The girl in red was curious: "That girl is prettier than his girlfriend?"

  Du Yu nodded lightly: "It's pretty."

   The girl in red asked, "Why didn't Zhang Xuan go after that girl? With his appearance and talent, he should be able to catch up."

   Faced with this question, Du Yu couldn’t help laughing and laughing. She couldn’t answer, she couldn’t tell her close friends: I’m an old roommate, I have all the stinky faults that a literati should have.

   Then she added in her heart: My cousin also has a crush on him.

   Enter the small auditorium.

   At first glance, there are people everywhere.

   Not only the seats were full, but the aisles were piapialy packed.

   "Range, thank you

  Range, thank you.”

   Just as Zhang Xuan and the four were walking hard to the Guanyuan area, someone suddenly shouted:

   "Zhang Xuan."

   Zhang Xuan heard the sound and found that the face of the other party was familiar.

  Although I can't name the person, I know that this is the cadre of the student union of the management college, and they should be guarding the door here to guide.

  The boy came over and asked, "Do you know the division of the management institute?"

   Zhang Xuan pointed to the front right and asked, "Is it there?"

  The boy said right: "You manage class 2 in the 6th to 8th rows on the far right."

   "Okay, thank you." Zhang Xuan thanked him politely.

   "No, no." Seeing Zhang Xuan being so particular, the boy waved his hand in a hurry.

   "Rang, thank you" Zhang Xuan and the four continued to move forward.

   But now the penetrating power of these four words is much more useful than before.

   Just shouting "Rang Rang, thank you" can push away two or three people at most and walk about 1 meter.

   But now, hoo!

   Good guy!

   Zhang Xuan only had to shout, and the crowd in front of him consciously dispersed.

   Even if someone turned their backs, they didn't see Zhang Xuan and the others coming. At this time, a companion will wake up the man and whisper, "Look, this is the great writer Zhang Xuan."

   And the effect is always surprisingly good.

   Whether it is tall, short, fat or thin in front of him, all of them get out of the way.

   really gave way.

   Even if there are some boys with big stomachs, they will stand on tiptoes with embarrassed faces, **** their stomachs and let a few people pass by.

   Of course, this is not without cost.

   When no one recognized him before, no one paid attention to him.

   Although it is unobstructed now, people on both sides of the aisle are watching him.

  Look at the western landscape.

   These people don’t even need to read it for themselves, and they have to whisper to the people around them to see it.

   "Look, the great writer is here."

   That's it, less than half the effort.

   The area to the right of the small auditorium, which had been very noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.

   At this moment, these boys and girls, their eyes are unified, their movements are unified, and they all pay attention to Zhang Xuan.

   Some of the girls move their mouths slightly and secretly communicate with their companions:

   "Is he Zhang Xuan?"

   "Really so young!"

   "You look so good."

   "Who is that girl next to him, is it his girlfriend?"

  “.”

   The strange situation in the area on the right, the silent and strange situation, was quickly noticed by the students in other areas.

   So the next second, there was a speechless scene in the entire small auditorium.

   As if there was a gust of wind blowing in the paddy field, forming a rice wave.

  Inami wave after wave passed, and the students in other areas looked towards the area on the right as if they had heard something.

  Some people are short and can't see, so they crane their necks to see.

  If you can't see it yet, just stand up and look.

   What's more, he was so eager to see the great writer that he stood on his seat and watched it.

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   In the afternoon, someone came to ask for a booster shot of the vaccine. Suddenly, I had to go in March. After a long queue, it was even later. Sorry

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