This is what Liu Ruying is thinking about.
Wu Zun took Liu Ruying's key and led the way to the file cabinet, saying as they walked:
"Don't get your hopes up too much. There are so many legends circulating about Eagle's Nest, but I've never heard of any involving Chen Ya. If he really had a close connection to Eagle's Nest, how could this happen? At the very least, he should be as famous as the Three Heroes of Beichen, right?"
Xia Yingji crossed his legs and said, "There must be a connection, otherwise how could he have that key?"
"Perhaps one of the Three Great Men of Beichen asked him to pass it on. I'm keeping it with him for the time being."
Xia Yingji frowned: "Why is he qualified to keep it? That means he is the official leader of Eagle's Nest after the Three Heroes of Beichen. Is this possible?"
"That's impossible, so let's take a look first..."
As Wu Zun spoke, he opened the file cabinet and pulled out a drawer. Dust immediately scattered and spread in the air. He couldn't help but sneeze.
Liu Ruying stood beside him and couldn't help frowning when she saw the yellowing documents in the file cabinet.
There are notebooks, magazines, letters, and all kinds of things.
But it's normal to think about it. Eagle's Nest is originally an organization founded by a group of students, and it is unlikely that they will manage these materials strictly according to the file management method.
But this would be their turn to work hard. Finding any information about Chen Ya from these materials is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Wu Zun put a whole stack of information on the table, and Lu Qianzi and Xia Yingji also gathered around. At this moment, the door of the basement opened and Si Chaoliang appeared at the door.
"Lao Liang, you've arrived just in time to catch this historic moment."
Si Chaoliang glanced at them and said, "What are you doing? What are you moving? ...Hey, classmate Lu Qianzi, why are you here too? What a rare guest!"
He came forward attentively, but Lu Qianzi didn't look at him. She reached out and casually picked up a magazine from the pile of documents. On the cover of the magazine, with the footer slightly curled, were printed the words "Unclear".
"I'm curious, is this really important information about Eagle's Nest? Isn't this a magazine that everyone should have?"
Lu Qianzi showed the magazine to everyone, and everyone was stunned.
As the only student in the room who was not from Beijing University, and was also from their sworn enemy, Jinghua, the others had wanted to give Lu Qianzi a little Beijing University shock, but...
What she said this time was indeed right. The magazine in her hand was indeed something that every Peking University student had.
Because it is the school magazine, "Weiming" has a circulation of more than a thousand copies each issue. It can also be borrowed from the school library, and new copies are available every month at the newsstand.
Lu Qianzi casually opened the first page of the magazine, glanced at it, and then glanced at it again.
Then, she started flipping through the magazine with an unstoppable attitude. Her movements became a little violent and her eyes widened.
"What's wrong?" Liu Ruying asked from the side.
Lu Qianzi didn't say anything. She stared at the magazine in her hand for a long time with her eyes wide open. Then she slowly opened her mouth, but she read a poem:
"The brocade zither has fifty strings, each string and pillar evokes a memory of my youth."
"Zhuangzi dreamt of butterflies in the morning, and King Wang placed his spring love on Du Juan."
"The moon shines brightly over the sea, and the pearls weep; the sun shines warmly over Lantian, and the jade smokes."
"This feeling can be recalled, but it was already gone at that time."
Liu Ruying looked at her, a little confused: "What are you talking about?"
"Isn't this our famous untitled poem from Peking University?" Wu Zun said from the side. "A couple of years ago, it was said to have astonished the nation and suddenly became an internet sensation. It was hyped up a lot and even trended on the internet. But it was actually written a long time ago."
Si Chaoliang shook his head and said, "I'm not exaggerating. This poem is indeed well-written and of this quality. So, is it published in this issue of the school magazine?"
Lu Qianzi looked up, her face still showing shock. "Did you know that this poem was actually written by Chen Ya?"
"ah?"
Liu Ruying's eyes widened, and the light deep in her eyes reflected Lu Qianzi flipping the magazine and showing her the front.
I saw that the page was indeed labeled "Untitled," and below the title were three small Chinese characters printed:
Baiyujing.
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