"I think it's better to let Mr. Bai Yujing speak. With such a great man sitting here, I don't have much right to speak."
When Fang Bo's words fell into everyone's ears, they triggered two reactions:
Who is Bai Yujing?
Who is Bai Yujing?
The former was the reaction of most students. At this time, they all looked in the direction of Chen Ya, but because they were in the mountains, they didn't know who Bai Yujing was referring to.
The people sitting there were just some insignificant students, with at most one Lu Qianzi and one Chen Ya.
Where is Baiyujing?
The latter was Jin Rubing's reaction.
"Who is Bai Yujing?" He stood up from his chair suddenly. He felt a little dizzy because he stood up so quickly. "Where is she?"
Fang Bai smiled and said, "Professor Jin, have you never seen Bai Yujing in person?"
Jin Rubing shook his head and said, "I've only heard of him but never met him. What a pity."
"Then you will see it today." Fang Bai smiled.
Li Yinan from the Department of Literature sat in his seat with his mouth open a little wide.
The name Bai Yujing became active in the academic circles of Beijing several years ago. At that time, most of the students present were still in high school.
So it’s normal that they don’t know.
Jin Rubing shook his head, his face full of disbelief:
"Am I a poet? Riding a donkey in the drizzle, I entered Jianmen. That year, Bai Yujing published this short poem on the cover of the school newspaper. The scene is still vivid in my mind."
Jin Rubing looked at a front that was not the front. His sight penetrated the physical walls and passed through the numerous barriers of the real world, as if piercing through the illusion and pointing directly to the morning many years ago when he had just seen the name Bai Yujing.
Fang Bo turned around and said to Liu Ruying with a smile, "Why don't you hand the microphone to him?"
Liu Ruying took the microphone, looked back at the direction Fang Bai was pointing, and felt a little at a loss.
Who is it?
Wen Limin turned to look at Jin Rubing and Fang Bai, frowned and asked:
"Mr. Jin, Professor Fang, what exactly is this Baiyujing you're talking about?"
Fang Bo asked in surprise, "Hey, what class are you from? You don't even know Bai Yujing?"
Wen Liming was a little surprised by the question.
To be honest, this was the first time he heard this name today.
At first, he didn't think it was a big deal not to know this name, but when he heard Fang Bo's question, he felt that if he didn't know this name, he was ignorant.
Wen Limin's momentum suddenly weakened a bit: "I, I'm from the 17th class, what's wrong?"
Fang Bo snapped his fingers and realized, "Oh! You were only a freshman when he was active. It's normal that you didn't know him."
Jin Rubing said slowly, "Speaking of Baiyujing, younger students may not know it, but I remember it very clearly, even now.
"Back then, he rode a donkey in the drizzle to enter Peking University alone. He got into an argument with someone, which led to the publication dispute over his work, 'Weiming,' which caused a sensation in the literary world."
After hearing what Jin Rubing said, the students below were a little confused for a moment.
Riding a donkey in the drizzle?
Fighting for the version of "Wei Ming"?
What is going on?
The students below started talking.
"Oh, the 'Unclear' competition! I've heard of that!"
A male student wearing black-framed glasses sitting next to Xia Yingji suddenly spoke, which scared Xia Yingji.
Xia Yingji slapped him in the face: "What are you doing? What's the point of making such a fuss? What's the point of competing for publication of 'Unclear'?"
The boy pushed up his black-framed glasses and said, "Do you know what club I'm from? I'm from the press corps."
"I know. Tell me what you know!" Xia Ying was extremely anxious, and Si Chaoliang also came over.
"'Weiming' is our school's literary journal, which everyone should know. 'Weiming' competed for publication, and this phrase is often mentioned by my seniors."
"So?" Xia Yingji blinked.
The boy pushed his black-framed glasses again and said, "This phrase has a rich meaning. Usually when someone is about to get into trouble or has already gotten into trouble, this phrase is used to warn the perpetrator.
"Let me explain how it's used. For example, if a student doesn't proofread properly and misspells the name of a school leader, the senior students will scold them, saying, 'Do you want to cause another 'Unclear' controversy?' And so on."
Xia Yingji and Si Chaoliang blinked their eyes. "So?"
The man with the black-framed glasses said, "So, in my opinion, this incident should be a major terrorist incident for our press corps, and it means big trouble. That's all I know."
Xia Yingji endured it for a long time, but finally couldn't help it: "It's the same as not saying it."
The girl in the front row leaned forward while they were talking, trying to hear their words more clearly. After the boys finished speaking, she whispered to the girl next to her:
“Actually, I’d love to know what Drizzle Riding a Donkey is…does he really have a donkey?”
Fang Bo looked at Jin Rubing curiously and asked, "I've heard a little about the competition for the publication of 'Unclear'. What's Xiyu Riding a Donkey? Does he have a donkey?"
Jin Rubing's lips moved a few times and he said:
"In a sense, he does have a donkey."
"Little eDonkey."
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The weather is dark and stormy.
On an afternoon that held no special meaning for most people.
Apart from the drizzling rain that stuck to the clothes, it spread a large area of gloom and was a bit annoying.
Other than that, there was nothing special about this day.
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