Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 60 Chu Huiseng

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on the old man.

He patted Xu Ziyi's shoulder kindly and chatted with him, and Xu Ziyi no longer had the arrogance he had before. He looked like a well-behaved little white rabbit, nodding and bowing in the face of Mr. Chu's words.

"Mr. Cai, you can go over. The person next to you should stay."

A tall man in a suit appeared and stood in front of the two of them. He had a sinister look on his face, and he had obviously come down from the battlefield.

"Who is this"

Cai Chunshou wanted to defend himself, but then he was stuck on how to introduce this boy.

who is he? How can an ordinary high school student be qualified to meet high-ranking government officials?

"As you know, the situation is tense now, and we want to avoid unnecessary trouble." The man patiently explained to the other party. Obviously, during this period, literati were still very respected.

"Unless he is familiar with these big shots, it really won't work." The man continued to explain.

Cai Chunshou sighed helplessly, raised his head and looked across the way, and noticed the laughing faces of the reformists.

He immediately snorted coldly, but the reason of the guard was really irrefutable.

He could only turn to Bao Guowei and say: "My friend, don't worry about it. This is also the rule of the government. There will be a chance to meet Mr. Chu in the future."

Bao Guowei didn't care much. Everyone else hoped to please Mr. Chu.

For him, with his current vision and the knowledge hidden in his head, there is no need to please anyone.

Then he cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Cai, please go. The students won't take it to heart."

Seeing that Bao Guowei had no intention of moving forward, the tall guard turned and left.

"My friend, if you have any difficulties or literary questions in the future, you can always come to me. I now live in Niuchangtou, Linpu, which is a land and water transportation terminal. When I go to the nearby neighbors, all the folks know me, and it is easy to find me. of."

"You're not talented at all, but you've also written some historical novels. We can have a good exchange."

Cai Chunshou obviously had the idea of ​​​​cherishing talents, and gave Bao Guowei a sincere explanation before leaving and walking in the direction of Mr. Chu.

Bao Guowei didn't say anything, but the old gentlemen next to him sighed repeatedly, feeling a little pity.

"It's such a pity. If I could talk to Mr. Chu and gain his appreciation, I might not be able to prosper in the future."

Seeing that everyone was excited, Bao Guowei couldn't help but feel a little strange. He was not very clear about the structure of the government agencies, so he asked immediately.

"Is this a senior official from Hangzhou?"

Some old gentlemen next to him had a good impression of Bao Guowei and immediately answered his question.

"My little friend, you don't know something right now. If this is a high-ranking official in Hangzhou, he is really not qualified. We cannot invite these respectable people."

Another old gentleman said brightly: "This is our Zhijiang Province W member and civil affairs chief. He has participated in the Tongmenghui and even served as a member of the National Congress. His name is Chu Huiseng!"

"Thank you!"

Bao Guowei cupped his hand in gratitude. In fact, he was not a know-it-all. Although he had a lot of miscellaneous knowledge in his previous life, he still had no specific memory of Mr. Chu.

It wasn't until the old gentlemen said the name Chu Huiseng that he searched for this person's name from his vast memories.

To know his name, we still have to come from an international friend, Kim Goo, the founding father of South Korea.

He can be said to be the "ruthless man" of the country during this period of the peninsula. In order to carry out a "righteous struggle" against Japan, he attracted patriots, successively assassinated the "Emperor", and successfully killed General Shirakawa Yoshinori, the leader of the Japanese invaders. The chairman of the Japanese Overseas Chinese Committee, Sadatoshi Kawabata, had a very impressive record.

It was after Chu Huiseng completed the assassination in the 21st year of the Republic of China that he helped him and the members of the provisional government move to Zhejiang and protected him to seek refuge in Hangzhou.

This was a true patriot who even left such last words before his death. “Since I have given my body to the country, it is not my livelihood. Your body is still full of ambition, and you are loyal to the country, and your eyes are still bright.”

Thinking of this, Bao Guowei immediately became more fond of Chu Huiseng and had some thoughts of meeting and making friends.

But at this time, the core figures of the literary society, centered on Chu Huiseng, were already chatting happily and planned to head towards the compartment on the second floor.

The entire literary society has obviously been divided. People who are not qualified to enter the inner circle can only watch helplessly those big shots walking up the stairs step by step, with more than just envy in their eyes!

"Hi, it's a great honor to meet Mr. Chu at this literary conference."

Obviously, born as a scholar, with a high-ranking official status and unimpeachable moral character, Chu Huiseng undoubtedly became the object of admiration of everyone in the Hangzhou literary circle.

Someone said it again.

"We are here this time to meet only two gentlemen, one is Chu Huiseng, and the other is Zhang Taiyan, Mr. Taiyan."

"Didn't Mr. Taiyan live in Suzhou for a long time to give lectures? When did he come to Hangzhou?"

"This news is really hidden. The news of Mr. Taiyan's return has spread all over the place, but you don't know yet."

Some people in the crowd sighed, and some were deeply moved, but in the end it was to no avail.

Suddenly, Bao Guowei felt a gaze above his head looking at him.

Looking up, it turned out to be Xu Ziyi. He was standing on the right side of Chu Huiseng, but his eyes were looking at Bao Guowei downstairs.

With his condescending look and his playful eyes, you can know what he means without even having to say a word.

But someone still spoke for him.

Among the reformists, I don’t know where such words came from.

"It's useless to study hard and just memorize. You guys should first think about whether you can get into college."

"What's the use of talking about major national affairs? It's just like my sworn brother, who studied abroad and came back to serve the country. This is the real thing."

"It's reasonable. You should go up to the pavilion like a sworn brother, talk about national affairs with big figures like Mr. Zhang and Mr. Chu, and express your opinions. That's the real cool thing!"

There was no mention of Bao Guowei in their conversation, but every sentence seemed to be talking about Bao Guowei.

But you can't get angry yet. Once you get angry, someone will say, "I'm not talking about you, why are you taking the position yourself?"

Even the old gentlemen couldn't stand it anymore and couldn't help but comfort Bao Guowei.

"My little friend, you are already very strong. Don't worry about these sarcastic words. This is a common thing in the literary circle. Come and talk to us old guys about English."

"I don't feel anything."

"?" The old gentlemen looked at Bao Guowei, wondering if this man was stupid.

"What do they say have to do with me?"

"But you're not..."

At this time, I heard Wang Xiaoer outside the door speaking again.

"Mr. Taiyan is here, Mr. Taiyan is here!"

Like a rooster crowing.

(End of this chapter)