low-key warlock

The light and soothing steps of spring in the books seem to have to be speeded up a lot under the whipping of the raging spring wind and dust in the capital. The annoying catkins have just stopped floating, and some young people who are more anxious than the steps of spring begin to wear Put on short-sleeved T-shirts and shirts, showing youthful vitality.

On Sunday, after eight o'clock in the morning, the rising sun in Dongsheng already had a vicious mood.

Outside Zhongguancun Yinhai Hotel, Su Chunfeng got off the taxi and walked into the building with a leisurely expression. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, and he looked very handsome.

He was invited here today for a meeting.

National College Student Warlock Congress.

It sounds like that, but according to Song Ciwen who personally sent him the invitation, the meeting was not initiated by a semi-official figure like Luo Tonghua, but by Ouyang Yuan, the former president of the Peking University Student Warlock Association. , Fan Yanzhi, and Zhuo Ying, former president of Huaqing University's Peking University Student Warlock Association, jointly funded and organized it.

Of course, this kind of representative-conference, which is a bit like a reckless group of heroes, must have been approved by Luo Tonghua and Li Quanyou, two figures who represent the official will.

For Su Chunfeng, an old Jianghu who has been a man for two generations, the initiation and convening of the National College Student Warlock Representative Conference made him feel a little ironic. Come on, it seems naive and arrogant-the bigwigs in the Qimen Jianghu can't help laughing and scolding them in private, "It's true that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and the heights of the sky and the earth are unknown, so they want to seize power in the arena. Drive us old guys away?"

But when Su Chunfeng thought about it carefully, he really couldn't look at the thoughts of these elites with a decadent old perspective.

What's more, maybe this meeting was a gimmick, but it was actually a meeting secretly ordered by Luo Tonghua, Li Quanyou, and the officials behind them.

At present, Su Chunfeng, the president of the Peking University Student Warlock Association, knows a little bit about the college student warlocks in the country. The most well-known universities had the most middle school student warlocks, and Beijing University ranked first. The number of student warlocks in other universities was relatively much less. Some well-known universities only produced one or two student warlocks in three to five years.The reason is not difficult to understand, there are few warlocks themselves, and there are even fewer student warlocks who can go to college.In addition to this, there is another reason. Probably this Qimen Jianghu, which itself has a very heavy traditional concept, is also affected by the entire society. The elite children who want to choose a university for further study all admire these well-known universities and colleges in the country. They feel that if they can't enter such a higher education institution to study, but go to an ordinary university, it is really a loss. It is better to give up their studies. Most of the time is spent practicing spells.

According to the location of the meeting written on the invitation, Su Chunfeng took the elevator to the third floor, asked the service staff, and turned right to the meeting hall.

Pushing the door open, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

Because in the huge conference hall, after a rough scan, it is almost full, there are about seven NO.80 people, right?

The arrival of Su Chunfeng did not attract too many people's attention. After all, all the young warlocks present here are young warlocks with high-level eyes. Today, they gather in the capital from all over the world. Who knows who?Su Chunfeng, who doesn't like to be in the limelight, is happy with this situation. With his head slightly lowered, he walked towards the back row of the venue with a leisurely expression - when he entered the door, he noticed that there seemed to be no place on the table in front of each seat of the meeting. The table name is divided into seats, everyone sits casually.

Before he had gone a few steps, someone on the rostrum shouted: "Hey, Chunfeng, don't go back, come to the front."

Su Chunfeng heard the words and turned his head to look, but saw Song Ciwen standing on the rostrum and waving at him. In the venue, almost everyone's eyes were on him.

Su Chunfeng was puzzled, but he didn't think about anything else, he smiled and waved and walked to the front desk.

After a little silence in the conference room, there was a lot of discussion immediately:

"He is Su Chunfeng."

"I-damn, it looks very ordinary."

"It's pretty handsome."

"It is said that this kid has not only stepped into the early stage of Qi refining, but with his personal cultivation of the exquisite technique passed down from the mountain gate, he can even beat the masters in the middle stage of Qi refining."

"Just like everyone else, I really don't believe that he is so powerful..."

"Hey, Bao Buqi is really a trick inheritor."

"You can't talk nonsense!"

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Su Chunfeng walked to the front of the stage, smiled and shook hands with Song Ciwen and said, "Senior Song, don't come here safely."

"You, it's been almost two years since I came to Peking University, and I sat on the chair of the president of the Peking University Student Warlock Association. Why do you still have the temperament to hide away when you see such an occasion? This time you can't help it. You, here..." Song Ciwen pointed to the names of the three long tables on the rostrum with a smile, and said with a smile: "Our old senior Ouyang Yuan and the rest of us have discussed, Professor Luo also made a suggestion, specially arranged a seat for you on the rostrum, and the table names are all placed, where do you want to go?"

"Don't, please don't." Su Chunfeng was taken aback, and quickly whispered: "It's not like you don't know me, you are naturally shy and shy, why don't you put me on the fire."

Song Ciwen smiled and said: "We are doing this for your own good, don't be ungrateful."

"I don't sit-on stage!"

"Don't refuse, this is the first National Student Warlock Representative-Congress, which is unprecedented and unprecedented. It has epoch-making historical significance. You don't know how to play, and others can't grab this position." Song Ciwen Seriously said: "And this is not without reason, not to mention the circle of student warlocks in various colleges and universities across the country, even the entire Qimen Jianghu, who has the most famous reputation in the past year or so? Isn't it you, Su Chunfeng... So At this meeting, your name must be mentioned, and you must be asked to speak a few words, but if you do not speak, people who know you will know that you are low-key and not easy to show off, and those who do not know you will definitely It is because of your reputation that you play big names, right? It is for your consideration that we simply arranged in advance to let you sit directly on the rostrum, so as to save you from being mentioned in the meeting later. , if you walk from the back to the rostrum, wouldn’t that be more suspected of playing big names?"

Su Chunfeng said with a bitter face: "If I had known this, I would not have come today."

"If you don't come, you'll really think you're a big shot and play tricks."

"Oh no, I said..." Su Chunfeng frowned, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Senior Song, why do I feel that you are planning this National Student Warlock Representative Conference just to plot against me?"

Song Ciwen scolded with a smile: "Fuck you!"

"Yes, admit it!" Su Chunfeng nodded helplessly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bai Xingyong, Zongmeng, and Lu Weiyang walking into the conference hall side by side, making it to the first row under the rostrum, and then greeted Song Ciwen, Walk over and sit next to Bai Xingyong, tilting his head and whispering: "What is this meeting going to be about?"

Bai Xingyong jokingly said: "I will present the most popular award in 2000 to Su Chunfeng."

"Don't talk nonsense." Su Chunfeng bumped him with his arm.

Zongmeng, who was sitting on the other side of Bai Xingyong, snorted softly, and said in a cold tone: "It's just formalism, it's nothing more than to please the upper class, expand its own influence, gain more benefits in this new era, or seek Just get more amulets."

Su Chunfeng frowned slightly.

Lu Weiyang, who was sitting on the other side of Zongmeng, said with a smile: "Since ancient times, how can the Qimen Jianghu really be clean and have no influence used by the officials? To put it bluntly, we are also dependent on others and have to bow our heads."

Bai Xingyong pretended to be shocked and said: "You two, don't talk too much, don't talk too little."

Su Chunfeng nodded with a wry smile, pointed to his table name on the rostrum, and said aggrievedly: "Look, I've already started to curry favor with the upper echelons."

All three laughed.

Of course they knew that with Su Chunfeng's temperament, he would never agree to sit on the rostrum and become a celebrity.Therefore, his table name appeared on the rostrum. It must be that those who hosted the meeting prepared the table name without notifying Su Chunfeng. Perhaps, this is what Professor Luo Tonghua meant. Putting ducks on shelves is what people like them are best at.

While talking and laughing, the mobile phone in Su Chunfeng's trouser pocket rang to indicate that there was a short message. He took out the mobile phone and looked at it. It was a message from Gong Xiaorui: "I have officially started working in Huateng, but I haven't seen your friend Mr. Yang."

Su Chunfeng replied with a smile: "How is the treatment?"

"With a monthly salary of [-], there are bonuses and various subsidies. Thank you, Chunfeng."

"Be polite, work hard, and remember to treat you when you get promoted."

"Well, I'm going to work, bye."

Su Chunfeng put the phone back into his pocket, continued to watch the game with a smile on his face.After the last incident, Gong Xiaorui submitted her resignation letter to the company the next day, and then worked in the company for more than a month before officially resigning and getting her salary. According to her, several bosses in the company For more than a month, knowing that she was going to resign, he still took extra care of her, and the bonus increased instead of decreasing.

Obviously, Yang Shubin's face was too great, and those people were afraid of Su Chunfeng, who had no details.

Bai Xingyong, who was sitting next to Su Chunfeng, came over and jokingly asked, "A text message from your girlfriend?"

Su Chunfeng smiled and waved his hands without answering.

People kept coming in at the door of the conference hall. Su Chunfeng glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and estimated that the entire conference hall was probably filled with more than a hundred people. Along with the student warlocks who came later, Professor Luo Tonghua also left. When he came in, he was followed by a middle-aged man in his 40s who was slightly younger than him, in a suit and leather shoes. Su Chunfeng judged that he should be Li Quanyou from North Luonan Li.

In addition, two young people under the age of 30, three men and one woman, walked in and walked directly to the rostrum of the venue.Su Chunfeng paid attention to the table name on the rostrum:

Luo Tonghua, Li Quanyou, Ouyang Yuan, Fan Yanzhi, Tian Xian, Ding Guoli...

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