Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Zhang Xuan replied: "It's okay, not as good as expected, but it basically meets expectations."

Hearing this, the expectant director instantly felt relieved, "Just meet expectations. There are many things in this world that cannot go as expected. If you can meet expectations, it proves that there is much to be done."

After sighing, the director asked again: "When will you start writing the new book?"

Zhang Xuan said: "I have already started writing, but this process will take a long time."

As a senior intellectual, the director could naturally understand and then said:

"Last Friday, I went to the school for a meeting, and the principal asked me, how is your "lurking" situation?"

Zhang Xuan instantly understood that the other party was not asking about sales volume, after all, the sales volume could be seen in the newspapers, but was asking about the awards.

Zhang Xuan pondered for a few seconds and answered truthfully: "The situation is more complicated, but there is still some hope."

When he heard that there was some hope, the director's eyes began to light up.

After all, Zhang Xuan is a student of CUHK and a student of his own college. If Zhang Xuan really wins the Mao Dun Literature Award, he will not only gain face when going out, but he will also gain real benefits in the future.

There is no need to do anything, just take advantage of it.

Among the people who want Zhang Xuan to win the award the most today, the chief secretary and the principal are definitely the most sincere ones.

With expectations in his heart, the director couldn't help but ask one more question: "When will the results be available?"

Zhang Xuan looked at the other party's eyes and said: "The voting will start after the National Day. It is said that there will be 5 to 6 rounds of voting. If it is fast, the results will be at the end of November. If it is slow, there will be results in early December."

The director took a deep breath, patted him on the shoulder and said reassuringly: "Don't be stressed, just believe in yourself."

Zhang Xuan smiled and acquiesced.

After talking about the new book, the director got down to business and asked for advice: "November 12th is the 70th anniversary of our school. How about singing a song then?"

Zhang Xuan was surprised: "Me?"

The director smiled and said: "Yes, I would like to invite you to sing a song with him during the opening ceremony. This is the request of the old principal.

I don’t know where he learned that you can sing, so he asked me to ask you if you are willing. But he also said that I respect your choice and don't allow me to embarrass you. "

Zhang Xuan: "."

He really wanted to say something, I am a great literary figure, but I am reduced to singing?

However, it seems to be a very honorable thing to think of someone with a status like the old principal singing.

Zhang Xuan asked: "What song does the old principal sing?"

The director explained: "The old principal is from northern Shaanxi, and he likes to howl a lot when he gets excited.

I don't know if your voice can keep up. Didn't you play the erhu with Lao Deng at the last welcome party? The old principal happens to be able to play the erhu too. You can form a duo and sing at the same time. "

Zhang Xuan: "."

There is nothing to say, really nothing to say.

The old principal has a high position and is so unreliable.

This reminded him of the lucky horse who also held a concert when he left Ali, and his appearance was so exciting.

Hi! Absolutely amazing.

Zhang Xuan imagined A Bao singing Xin Tian You in his mind. He was not arrogant, and the high notes may not be as high as others, but he felt good about himself.

In the era where everyone is going to karaoke in the future, who doesn’t know how to sing a few songs?

I remember that in my previous life I had a colleague whose Wuyin was really poor. But over time, I have also practiced two songs, a love song of the West Sea and a sweet song.

Although it can sing people to death every time, it is also a lot of fun.

Zhang Xuan agreed.

There is nothing I can do, even if I don't agree, the old principal has already spoken, so I have no reason to hold on to it.

At this point, at this level of status, it doesn't matter whether you sing well or not. The key is that people value you and want to take this opportunity to get to know you.

People respect each other and must be aware of each other's interests.

After successfully completing the task, the director looked at the time happily, stood up and issued an invitation: "Have you eaten yet? Come on, let's go out for a drink."

We were originally having dinner, but after hearing what the director said, Zhang Xuan didn't feel disappointed and agreed.

The two of them left the office and walked to the lobby of the teaching building when they met an unexpected but not unexpected person, Xiao Shiyi.

Seeing Xiao Eleven, the director glanced at Zhang Xuan quietly again, wondering what was going on.

The director smiled and waved: "Little Eleven, come here and have dinner with me."

"Okay." Su Jinyu smiled with squinting eyes, hoping for it.

Instead of going to a high-end restaurant, I just found a food stall outside the school.

After ordering a few dishes, the director's eyes wandered over the two of them and then he tentatively asked Zhang Xuan:

"Where is Xiao Du? Xiao Du should be invited to have dinner together."

Zhang Xuan said with a smile: "Teacher, don't worry, she is renting a house and will take good care of herself."

When he heard the word "rent a house", the director decisively put out his gossip, his eyes stopped on Xiao Eleven, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After dinner, the director had the good sense to sneak away and return to the teaching building of the School of Management.

The two of them crossed the road and entered the south gate. Zhang Xuan glanced at her and asked, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Xiao Shiyi looked into his eyes and said softly: "It's nothing, I just want to remind you that your dark circles are getting heavier and heavier, so you really need to control yourself.

After all, the farmland is made of iron and the cows are running water. If one cow dies from exhaustion, it will be replaced by another, which is not cost-effective. "

Zhang Xuan stopped and asked her with an unkind expression: "How many cows do you plan to exchange for in the future?"

Su Jinyu said with an aggrieved look: "My farm cattle don't want to come."

Zhang Xuan: "."

There is no place to use your strength!

I found out, this girl is really a talent, and I would have made a mistake by going with her.

After eating and drinking, Zhang Xuan planned to return to the rented house and go back to writing.

Write "The Wind-Up Girl" and make big money.

Seeing this, Su Jinyu stretched out and said, "I have a letter from you here."

letter?

Zhang Xuan immediately thought of Mi Jian's letter.

It's been a month and a half since I agreed to send myself a photo, and I haven't seen any trace of it. Could it be that Xiao Shiyi stopped?

"Give it to me." Zhang Xuan stretched out his hand.

This time, Xiao Eleven didn't act like a monster anymore. He took out a brown registered letter from his bag and handed it to him.

But she didn't intend to leave, but leaned forward and asked: "I feel like there is a photo in it, is it of a woman?"

Zhang Xuan took a look at the envelope and saw that it was indeed a letter from Mi Jian.

However, this letter was not sent from Shao City, but from Peking University.

After pondering for two seconds, Zhang Xuan quickly understood Mi Jian's thoughts.

The reason why Mi Jian did not choose to send a letter to herself during the summer vacation was because she did not want the letter to fall into the hands of the two actors. So I sent it to my class after school started.

Hey, the request I made was too difficult for her.

Glancing at Su Jinyu, Zhang Xuan thought for a while, and for the first time, instead of hiding, he opened the letter in front of her.

I wonder if you, Su Jinyu, are not narcissistic?

Don't you always act like the boss of heaven, the second boss of earth, and the third boss of you? Let me show you what it means to be outside the sky.

The envelope contained two photos and a brief letter.

One is an indoor photo, with the two smiling and at a moderate distance.

The other photo is a photo taken by the river, with Zhang Xuan’s head on Mi Jian’s shoulder.

After staring at the group photo by the river for two seconds, Su Jinyu suddenly asked:

"who is she?"

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