Chapter 162 We are Shuimu's
When Hong Zicheng arrived in front of the library, he was shocked by the scene in front of him.
I saw a large number of students gathered on the grass that had begun to turn green.
Some people brought benches, some sat on the ground, and some sat on the steps of the library...
The sounds of talking and fighting, all kinds of sounds come together, giving people the feeling of a vegetable market.
This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that Hong Zicheng sees that there are still a large number of students gathering here.
The lawn in front of the library has always had a wide view.
But at this moment, he felt that the grassland was obviously a little small and narrow.
If people gather like this, there might be big problems! A trace of worry rose in his heart.
Just as he was hesitating, he heard someone say, "Please make way."
Hong Zicheng turned around and saw a group of tall boys rushing forward.
While walking, he was constantly gasping for breath.
"Student, don't worry, Cheng Xuyuan's lecture is still more than ten minutes away!"
The student glanced at Hong Zicheng's watch, then looked at Hong Zicheng for a few more times before reacting and saying, "Thank you, teacher."
Hong Zicheng smiled and said, "Classmate, which department are you from?"
"I'm from the Department of Architecture." The student said respectfully.
"Department of Architecture, I..." Hong Ziben originally wanted to chat with this polite student, but suddenly remembered that his school did not seem to have a department of architecture.
The Department of Architecture was merged into the next door department more than 20 years ago.
Where does this architecture student come from?
"Who are you……"
The student still said respectfully: "Teacher, I am from Shuimu."
Hong Zicheng said: "Classmate, you are from Shuimu, why are you here?"
"Teacher Hong, I really like Xu Lingyun's "When Happiness Knocks on the Door"."
"Just now, I heard from a friend that Xu Lingyun will give a lecture at your Yanjing University, so I hurried over here, fearing that I would be late."
Hong Zicheng looked at the student who found a place to stand while talking, and felt a surge of emotion in his heart.
If I give a lecture, will it be so attractive? The students from the Shuimu Architecture Department next door probably won't come to support me.
Just when Hong Zicheng was hesitating, he heard someone say, "Zicheng, what are you thinking about?"
Hong Zicheng turned his head and saw Zhu Guangqian.
He was full of respect for the old professor, so when he heard the greeting, he hurriedly said, "Mr. Zhu, why are you here?"
"This is the first time in so many years that students at our school have given lectures. How can I not come and take a look?"
"This kid is really capable of making trouble!"
"If you ask me, when he gives a lecture, it's best for him to talk about his cultivation, and it's fine if he doesn't talk about anything else."
Hong Zicheng listened to Zhu Guangqian's sigh and thought to himself, what are you talking about, Mr. Zhu? Why don't I understand?
Just as he was feeling touched, he heard Zhu Guangqian say, "There are too many students here, Zicheng, you'd better find a few people to come and maintain order."
Hong Zicheng looked at the increasing number of students and nodded, "Professor Zhu, you are right. I will do it right away."
Just when Hong Zicheng was about to look for someone, he saw dozens of teachers rushing over.
"Zicheng, you and Teacher Ma are in a group. You are responsible for the students in the Chinese Department. Remember, make sure they don't get crowded." A middle-aged man in his fifties made the arrangements without waiting for Hong Zicheng to speak.
Hong Zicheng gladly accepted this arrangement.
He immediately went with Teacher Ma to look for students from the Chinese Department in the crowd.
With these dozens of teachers and some helping students, the order in front of the library was quickly brought under control.
Looking at the orderly scene before him, Hong Zicheng breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, I and others arrived early, otherwise it would be troublesome.
"Why hasn't Xu Lingyun come yet?"
"Yeah, it's almost four o'clock, and we haven't seen Xu Lingyun."
"Why are you in such a hurry? Didn't Xu Lingyun say he would come at four o'clock? There's still five minutes left!"
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Liu Hechu stood in front of the window of the library, looking at the people waiting for Cheng Xuyuan in front of him. His expression became much more serious.
If before, in his eyes, Cheng Xuyuan was just a young man who wrote novels well.
Now, the sight of so many people gathered here waiting made him feel that there was an invisible power hidden in this young man.
It was precisely because of the existence of this power that he felt a sense of fear.
"I really didn't expect that he could give a lecture, and be so popular." The speaker was Fang Yuanfeng. He was originally preparing to leave, but when he heard that Cheng Xuyuan was going to give a lecture, he wanted to stay and watch.
Originally, according to his feeling, Cheng Xuyuan was simply arrogant to hold this lecture.
Why is it that a student who has just entered college, like him, can give lectures in school?
How many people will come to listen to his lecture?
However, when he came here and saw so many people gathered, he realized that he really underestimated people! Not only did people listen to Cheng Xuyuan's lecture, but there were also quite a few people.
Liu Hechu glanced at his watch and frowned, "He hasn't come yet!"
Fang Yuanfeng glanced at his watch silently and stopped talking.
At this time, Fang Yuqing was also looking at her watch.
Looking at the Plum Blossom watch on her wrist, when the minute hand started to point to four o'clock, she began to get a little anxious.
These four points were brought up by Cheng Xuyuan himself in this lecture.
If he can't come, how will his classmates see him? Fang Yuqing doesn't want to see Cheng Xuyuan's image have any negative impact.
"Beijia, what do you think Cheng Xuyuan is doing? Why hasn't he come yet?"
When Lan Beijia heard this question, she frowned helplessly. She wanted to say, shouldn't I be the one asking you this question? Just when Lan Beijia was about to comfort Fang Yuqing, she heard someone say, "Why hasn't Xu Lingyun come yet?"
"Didn't you say four o'clock? What's the matter? Are you going to go back on your word?"
"Hurry up and call Xu Lingyun out. We are rushing here from the Normal University."
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When Fang Yuqing heard that he came from the Normal University, she felt that he was lying.
After all, the distance between the two schools is a bit far. If you come from the Normal University, it will take more than an hour! In the increasingly noisy voice, Fang Yuqing suddenly heard someone say, "Look, Xu Lingyun is here!"
Hearing this, Fang Yuqing quickly turned her head and saw Cheng Xuyuan sitting on the back seat of a bicycle not far away, with a hint of sleepiness on his face.
Was he sleeping before? Shouldn't he be calm and well prepared before giving a lecture?
How can this lecture be conducted if he falls asleep?
Cheng Xuyuan was awakened by Guo Yuangui.
More than ten minutes ago, Guo Yuangui found that Cheng Xuyuan had not shown any signs of coming, so he ran to the dormitory to check and found that Cheng Xuyuan was sleeping soundly.
Guo Yuangui knew that today's matter was very important to Cheng Xuyuan, so he woke Cheng Xuyuan up, asked him to wash his face, and then brought him over on his bicycle.
Sitting on the back seat of the bicycle, Cheng Xuyuan was shocked when he saw the dark crowd in front of the library.
In Cheng Xuyuan's opinion, there should be some people who will support him when he comes to the library to communicate with his classmates this time.
But according to Cheng Xuyuan's estimation, there are only two to three hundred people at most.
After all, everyone still has to go to class.
But there are too many people in this scene now.
"Old Guo, have we come to the wrong place?" Cheng Xuyuan asked Guo Yuangui.
Guo Yuangui was a simple and honest man. He said calmly, "Xuyuan, you are in the right place."
"When everyone heard that you were going to give a lecture, many of them skipped class!"
"I heard that when Teacher Hong from the Chinese Department of the Class of 1977 went to teach, he found that there was no student in the classroom. As a result, Teacher Hong was also brought here."
Cheng Xuyuan slapped his head. When he jumped off his bicycle, he even saw some classmates wearing the school badge of Shuimu next door.
"By the way, I was just answering my classmates' questions. Who said I was going to give a lecture?" Cheng Xuyuan raised his own question while wondering why the classmate next to him came.
Are you kidding? Lectures are just random things.
I am just here to answer everyone's questions. Who said I am going to give a lecture?
Guo Yuangui slowed down his bike and said, "Xuyuan, I also know that you mean to exchange literature with everyone."
“But now, everyone thinks you’re going to give a lecture.”
"Many people come here just for your lecture."
After getting off the bicycle, Cheng Xuyuan looked at his classmates who were sitting or standing, and listened to the greetings that sounded from time to time. He felt a little dazed.
But at this time, he could only go ahead with it.
When he reached the front of the library, which he didn't know whether it was specially arranged or left there intentionally, Cheng Xuyuan saw Hong Zicheng coming towards him.
"Teacher Hong." Although Hong Zicheng was not Cheng Xuyuan's teacher, Cheng Xuyuan still respected this knowledgeable teacher.
Hong Zicheng nodded towards Cheng Xuyuan, and then said, "Xuyuan, grasp the rhythm and finish it before dark at six o'clock."
Six o'clock, I was just planning to finish at five!
Cheng Xuyuan said: "Teacher Hong, my classmates and I agreed to come here to discuss literature. I really don't want to give a lecture."
"Xuyuan, the teacher believes in you, but you should still tell us at this time." Hong Zicheng said, "It's not just our school that's here. I just ran into a few students from the Normal University. They rode their bicycles here after hearing the news."
Cheng Xuyuan was speechless for a while. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Hong Zicheng say, "Dear students, please keep quiet."
"Next, I would like to invite Xu Lingyun, the author of The Pursuit of Happiness and Desire, to discuss literary writing with you. Welcome everyone."
As Hong Zicheng spoke, thunderous applause suddenly broke out all around.
Facing the excited faces, Cheng Xuyuan could only put aside his anxiety. He strode to the direction facing the crowd and said with a smile: "Hello everyone, I am Cheng Xuyuan, also Xu Lingyun."
“I am very honored to discuss the topic of writing with you today.”
"Here, let me make it clear in advance that today we are just exchanging ideas. The lecture is just a rumor. Please do not believe it."
"I am looking forward to giving lectures, but I think I will have to wait at least 20 years before I can give them."
“I hope that by then, everyone will still support me as always.”
"Okay, it's four o'clock now. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask. I will answer them all I know!"
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(End of this chapter)
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