In addition, wherever I go, there is always enthusiastic discussion and appreciation of this poem.

Even when eating at a roadside stall, you can hear several students praising and expressing their longing for this poem.

Even when Jiang Sheng went to the factory, some of the workers there would talk about this poem, which had become a phenomenon.

"Let me tell you, my child recites this poem every day, so the life he longs for in the future is facing the sea, with spring flowers blooming!"

"That's right! Now everyone knows this poem. Even a little kid can recite the line 'Spring is here and flowers are blooming.' But nobody knows who this poet is. Nobody knows his identity yet!"

"..."

Listening to the workers' discussion about the poem, Jiang Sheng simply smiled faintly, keeping his achievements and fame hidden.

Although this poem was very successful in a previous life, and was known to every household, with everyone able to recite a line.

But having been reborn and witnessed the power of this poem, Jiang Sheng still felt a sense of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, mixed feelings of emotion and reflection).

As expected of such a famous poem, it seems he will have to hide his identity this time.

Thinking this, one of the workers suddenly seemed to have thought of something and let out a curious "Eh," then glanced at Jiang Sheng sheepishly.

"To be honest, the poet of this poem is named Jiang Yuesheng, which is the same surname as Director Jiang!"

"Yes, if it weren't for the fact that Director Jiang has been so busy at our factory, I would have really thought that Jiang Yuesheng was just Director Jiang's pen name!"

When everyone said that, Jiang Sheng just smiled modestly.

"I recently read this poem, and it's really good. I didn't expect that you workers would have such good taste in poetry!"

After chatting and laughing with a few workers for a while, Jiang Sheng turned around and saw Zhao Defu running quickly towards him, his face showing some other emotions that Jiang Sheng couldn't understand.

"What's wrong, Defu?"

Seeing Zhao Defu running up to him, panting heavily, Jiang Sheng quickly handed him a bottle of water.

"Take a sip of water first, moisten your throat, and speak slowly."

His first thought was that something was wrong with the factory, and he was starting to worry.

Unexpectedly, after Zhao Defu finished drinking a sip of water, he patted Jiang Sheng on the shoulder with one hand and pointed to the area outside the factory with the other.

"Um, um..."

Zhao Defu took a quick breath before saying, "Miss Xu Jianian and her best friend outside said they wanted to come see you, but I was worried you'd be too busy, so I didn't let them come. Let's see if you'll see them first."

Xu Jianian and Su Ruoxue?

Jiang Sheng was indeed somewhat surprised by the arrival of the two girls, but he didn't think too much about it and nodded.

"There's nothing particularly busy at the factory. Most of the work is done by you and Brother Sun, plus Uncle Sun is looking after things. I'm just a figurehead."

After Jiang Sheng said that, Zhao Defu immediately understood what he meant.

"Alright, Sheng-ge, you go to your office and wait. I'll bring the two girls to find you."

Jiang Sheng nodded. Not long after returning to his office, he saw Zhao Defu leading two girls, Xu Jianian and Su Ruoxue, walking towards him through the half-open door.

Upon entering the office, Zhao Defu greeted Jiang Sheng, but before he could say anything, Xu Jianian looked at Jiang Sheng with a smile.

Judging from her expression, she was clearly in a good mood.

Jiang Sheng didn't know why the other party wanted to see him, but seeing the smiles on the faces of the two girls, Xu Jianian and Su Ruoxue, he already guessed most of it.

It seems that the two of them already knew that the poem had been published.

After all, Xinhua News Agency had such a large presence, and young intellectuals across the country were enthusiastically embracing this poem.

How could Xu Jianian and Su Ruoxue, who have always loved poetry, not notice this?

Sure enough, as soon as Zhao Defu finished greeting Jiang Sheng, Xu Jianian couldn't wait to sit down opposite Jiang Sheng, his face full of admiration and worship.

"Jiang Sheng, we've all read that poem. Xinhua News Agency specially reprinted it in the most conspicuous place. I think you're really going to become famous!"

“Yes,” Su Ruoxue, who was standing next to her, couldn’t help but smile as she looked at her best friend’s excited expression. “It’s just that we don’t understand why you didn’t use your real name when the poem was so well written. You even used the pen name Jiang Yuesheng.”

Although it's a pen name, the three characters "Jiang Yuesheng" together clearly spell out "Jiang Sheng".

Anyone who is observant and not stupid will be able to see this.

However, Jiang Sheng never intended to become famous. He simply chose this name because he was too lazy to think of any other names.

If they knew that their name was just a random one, they would probably feel that they had wasted such a good opportunity to become famous.

"I was just trying to keep a low profile. After all, I'm only eighteen years old, a fine young man. If I become famous so early, I'm afraid I might lose myself. I haven't forgotten that my real purpose is to study hard."

Jiang Sheng was speaking from the heart. The two girls were stunned for a moment, and then they both gave Jiang Sheng a thumbs up.

"I really didn't expect you to be so honest. But then again, don't you regret not taking advantage of this great opportunity to become famous?"

Su Ruoxue spoke up, voicing a question that Xu Jianian was also curious about.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Sheng simply shrugged, even though he had already explained to his two older sisters and Zhao Defu.

He still patiently said, "I never intended to become famous. I'm just using this opportunity to warn Zhou Changgui. Besides, my goal is to study hard. Becoming famous is too much trouble for me."

His words only fueled Xu Jianian's admiration for Jiang Sheng.

To be so calm and indifferent to fame and fortune at such a young age is truly remarkable.

She was right about him!

Xu Jianian felt a little shy, thinking about the purpose of her visit. She opened her mouth, hesitated for a long time, and finally said nothing.

Seeing her best friend's hesitant expression, Su Ruoxue smiled faintly and cleared her throat.

"Cough cough..."

Seeing that Jiang Sheng and Zhao Defu were both looking at her, Su Ruoxue smiled slightly.

Are you free tonight?

Before Jiang Sheng could even react to these words, Zhao Defu, who was standing next to him, felt somewhat uncomfortable.