After I was reborn, I became a great writer

Chapter 324 Story Name "Back View"

Kyoto University, inside the male dormitory.

Chen Tianhong looked at himself in the mirror. He was more than 1.7 meters tall. Under the neat short hair was a handsome young face. Compared with the immaturity when he first entered college, he already had some masculine fortitude.

And the combination of the clean white shirt and light-colored trousers makes him still the tall and vigorous boy in his freshman year. If there is a warm and sunny smile on his face, it must be sealed in the memories of thousands of girls. The boy in white.

It's just that Chen Tianhong's face is full of narcissism now
"I am still the boy I used to be. I haven't changed a bit. Time is just a test, and the belief in my heart has not diminished at all."

"Tianhong, what song are you humming? I've never heard of it!"

Yu Zhijie asked curiously. He found that whenever Chen Tianhong was in a happy mood, he would always hum a few inexplicable songs. The point was that he had never heard this song before, but it sounded quite emotional.

"I sang... Zhijie, what do you think of my attire, is it suitable to speak at the freshman ceremony?"

Chen Tianhong laughed, and then asked his roommate about what he was wearing.

Yu Zhijie carefully looked up and down, and finally came to a conclusion.

"If I remember correctly, you were also dressed like this last year, and you haven't felt any changes. You're pretty good!"

"Zhijie, then you remember wrongly. Celestica had long-sleeved shirts last year, but this year they changed to short-sleeved shirts. He is much more mature than last year."

Gao Wanfeng answered from the side, but he remembered it clearly.

"But Tianhong, I have a question! Why are you so partial to white shirts? What's the point?"

He asked aloud again, Gao Wanfeng basically didn't wear white shirts, and his body shape was not suitable.
"Hehe, Lao Gao, thanks to the fact that you are still in love, you don't understand this! Haven't you heard that sentence, the boy's white shirt is always filled with summer wind, just like the girl's floral skirt is always pure! A pure Flawless, a blooming spring! This is called style! It is also called youth!"

Ximenxue replied habitually, this is the daily operation of the two in the dormitory.

However, the words of Wen Yifan came out of Ximenxue's mouth, which made people feel very awkward. After all, a sea king said "the girl's floral skirt is always pure...", it is simply an insult.

"It's really long-sleeved, but it doesn't matter. In the eyes of the juniors, it doesn't matter what Tianhong wears, as long as people are present. By the way, Tianhong, what poem are you going to write at this entrance ceremony? Modern Poetry, or ancient poetry?"

Yu Zhijie asked an important topic, Gao Wanfeng and Ximenxue looked at Chen Tianhong at the same time.

In their cognition, whenever there are activities and ceremonies, Chen Tianhong will definitely publish one or two poems, which has become a routine.

"This time! I didn't prepare a poem, but Uncle Wang, the security guard, gave me inspiration the day before yesterday. It reminded me of a story my father told me. So, I decided to polish this story and present it at the freshman entrance ceremony. Share it with the students in the form of prose."

When he said this, Chen Tianhong couldn't help thinking of the scene where the security guard bought water for his son that day, it was really touching!
Anyone who has received nine years of compulsory education in the previous life will definitely think of that masterpiece of prose.

"Story? What story?"

"The inspiration that Uncle Wang gave you, the story your father told you?"

"The form of prose?"

The three of them asked three soul questions.

"You want to know?"

The three nodded again.

"Hey, then go to the freshman entrance ceremony with me! You will know when the time comes."

Chen Tianhong made a fool of himself, not because he didn't want to say it, but because the atmosphere in the dormitory may not be suitable, which requires emotional exaggeration.

"I won't go, unless you lend me your car to drive for two days, the security department will treat it differently, why won't my application be approved, it's too much!"

Ximenxue refused without even thinking about it. When the time came to see Chen Tianhong appearing holy in front of everyone on the stage, and he was an audience in obscurity below, he couldn't bear the sense of gap.

Of course, if Chen Tianhong is willing to lend him the car, that's another story. He can drive the car with his seniors, and the juniors stroll around the campus, and they can also do some kind of exercise in the car at night, which is an unusual experience.

Ximenxue had applied for a school pass as early as last semester, but was ruthlessly rejected by the security department. There is no way, there is still a gap between people.

To Ximenxue's request to borrow a car, Chen Tianhong responded with two words, "Hehe!".

It's impossible to borrow a car, at least it's not possible now, can he not know what this bad friend thinks, Chen Tianhong himself still wants to find a chance to try it out with Yifei, and keep what he said for the first time to himself.

"What about you two?"

Chen Tianhong looked at Gao Wanfeng and Yu Zhijie.

"Tianhong, I won't go, I will go shopping with my girlfriend later."

Gao Wanfeng hesitated for a while but still refused. Compared with listening to the story, it was obvious that his girlfriend was more attractive.

"I go!"

Yu Zhijie readily agreed, since he's fine anyway.

"Tianhong, what inspiration did Uncle Wang give you? What stories did Uncle Wang tell you? Why did you use prose?"

On the way to the gymnasium, Yu Zhijie inspired his talent of being curious about the baby again, and made Chen Tianhong impatient with the questions, and even regretted inviting him over.

"You will know right away. This matter is a long story, and it cannot be explained clearly in one or two sentences."

"Then talk slowly! There is still seven or eight minutes to the gymnasium, so I can talk about it in detail."

"Zhijie, are you thirsty?"

Chen Tianhong suddenly asked.

"It's okay, I'm not too thirsty, what's wrong?"

"I'm not thirsty now, but you'll be thirsty when you get to the gym. Stand here and don't move. I'll buy you some oranges. You can eat while listening."

It turned out that after leaving the school, Chen Tianhong saw fruit sellers on the roadside fruit stand. Out of concern for his roommate, he planned to buy some oranges.

Yu Zhijie didn't react for a while, and really stood still until Chen Tianhong came back holding the orange and stuffed it into his arms.

He reacted and said "Thank you!" At the same time, Yu Zhijie didn't understand why Chen Tianhong was holding oranges, since he had a bag to carry them!
But when he looked down and saw the yellow oranges in his arms, he couldn't help being a little moved, thinking that Tianhong was a pretty good person, so Yu Zhijie didn't ask any more questions during the rest of the journey.

After arriving at the gymnasium, the two separated. Chen Tianhong was going backstage, and Yu Zhijie could just find a place.

At this time, not all the freshmen in camouflage military training uniforms were sitting in the hall, there were also many old students like Yu Zhijie. They came here with different intentions, some came to see the excitement, and some wanted to see if there were any handsome ones. Junior, beautiful junior.

Of course, some of them came here to listen to Chen Tianhong's speech, even the school leaders who were already seated on the stage were also very curious, after all, they were all witnesses last year.

"Principal Xu, what did Tianhong kid prepare for this year? Hehe, I came here specially this time, "A strong youth makes a country strong". I hope to hear such a good article later!"

In the leader's seat, an elegant old man joked to Xu Changfeng, the president of Kyoto University.

The old man is the executive deputy director of the Education Bureau. Last year, he was invited to attend the entrance ceremony for freshmen and heard the songs "Believe in the Future" and "Young Huaxia Talk".

In fact, this year the old man should go to Guanghua University in rotation, but when he heard that Chen Tianhong was going to speak again, he chose Peking University without hesitation.

"Director Shi, Tianhong said that he has prepared a story, but I don't know what it is."

Xu Changfeng didn't know much.

"Story, what story can the entrance ceremony tell?"

Hearing that Director Shi was a little disappointed, he really wanted to hear another poem.

"Hey, I saw Senior Chen just now. It seems that what the teacher said is true. He will really speak on stage later. I look forward to what Senior Chen will say later!"

"Do you need to think about it? There must be poetry! Senior Chen is a member of the Poetry Association and a poet! Of course he will welcome us with poetry!"

"I don't think so. Don't forget that he is still a writer. It is very likely that he will write a passionate article like last year."

The freshmen in the audience were also chirping, but Wang Xiaoji, the son of Uncle Wang, the security captain, was not among them.

Because of his personality, Wang Xiaoji's presence in the class was very weak, and the students didn't know that he had met Chen Tianhong alone.

As the discussion among the surrounding students became more and more intense, even when it was about to turn into a quarrel, Wang Xiaoji finally couldn't help but speak weakly.

"Senior Chen prepared an essay."

"Wang Xiaoji, what are you talking about? Prose? Are you kidding me?"

"If you don't understand, don't make random guesses. As far as I know, Senior Chen has never written prose."

"That's right, there is no one who speaks prose, so what's the point?"

Wang Xiaoji's words were instantly refuted mercilessly by his classmates.

"But Senior Chen said so!"

"What did Senior Chen say? Wang Xiaoji, do you know Senior Chen?"

"My father knew him."

"Hiss, uncle is so powerful, Xiaoji, come on, tell me in detail, what else did Senior Chen say?"

Wang Xiaoji thought about it carefully, and for some reason, what appeared in his mind was the scene of his father buying water for him.

At this time, the entrance ceremony for the freshmen began.

The procedure of the ceremony was the same as in previous years. All the teachers and students stood up and sang the national anthem, the performance of the opening atmosphere group, and then the speeches of the leading guests. Director Shi’s speech was quite satisfactory. It also received a lot of applause.

Principal Xu Changfeng prepared another very down-to-earth speech, which made the freshmen feel his humor.

Next came the speeches by the teacher and the student representatives. What's interesting is that as a sophomore, Chen Tianhong should be ranked in front of the junior seniors. As a result, the junior seniors were unwilling to speak behind Chen Tianhong, so the order They rotated a bit.

But even so, the freshmen didn't listen to what they said, because it was too official and unattractive.

Until the host said that sentence, Chen Tianhong was invited to the stage.
"boom"

There was enthusiastic applause instantly on the field, and everyone cheered up, watching a young man in white come on the stage.

In my impression, this is the third time Chen Tianhong has spoken in the gymnasium. Last year, he told everyone what a Chinese boy is, and at the end of spring, he described to everyone what April is in the world. So what will he bring to you this time? That?

Everyone is looking forward to it!

"Hehe, welcome to the new students! I know everyone must be very excited, because you have become college students and a member of the dream school. Here, all our seniors and sisters express our heartfelt thanks to you. Congratulations and a warm welcome”

Chen Tianhong's speech at the beginning was similar to that of the previous teachers and seniors, but immediately his topic began to change.

"In the front, the school leaders, teachers, and seniors introduced our campus to you, and told you how to spend your four years in college and plan your own life path, but I want to ask you a question. question.

I believe that when you first set foot on campus, most of the students were accompanied by their parents and family members to report. Even those students who came by themselves, when you left home, your parents would definitely send you to the door and to the station , have been sending you to the car, even when you are far away, they are still watching you.
My question is, when you leave the house, do you ever look back at your parents?

When everyone is immersed in the longing for college life, when you wear new clothes and new shoes and step into the campus, how many students pay attention to the parents around you?What are they doing for you? "

When Chen Tianhong said this, he paused.

The lively atmosphere on the field gradually fell silent, and the freshmen were caught in memories by the introductory words.
It's just that there are not many students who can really remember, because as Chen Tianhong said, they are all immersed in the longing for the new life on campus, and they don't pay too much attention to the parents around them.

But those few students who had an impression did not know what Chen Tianhong wanted to say, what it meant, and what deep meaning it had.

The same is true for the old students. They are also recalling what their parents were doing and what their expressions were when they entered school.
The leading teachers sitting on the rostrum were also at a loss as to what kind of medicine Chen Tianhong was selling in his gourd.

Isn't it good storytelling?How did it become a question?

Soon, Chen Tianhong gave the answer.

"It seems that everyone has forgotten, so let me tell you a story first. My father heard this story from my grandfather, and he told it to me. The name of this story is "Back View""

"It's finally here. "Back View", what a strange name."

Hearing Chen Tianhong's words, the teachers and students on the field put aside the question just now, and turned to listen to the story quietly with their heads up.

Yu Zhijie pursed his lips, the urgency for the story in his heart made him feel a little thirsty, and he reached for the oranges in the bag.

The story about "Back View" began with his skinning action, and a low voice rang out in the gymnasium.

"I haven't seen my father for more than two years, and the last thing I can forget is his back view"

ps: Time is too late, I didn't get stuck on purpose, sorry!Happy 520 everyone!Take care of your body tonight!

(End of this chapter)