Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Su Jinyu's pursuit of Zhang Xuan was witnessed by everyone in the dressing room just now.

After all, Su Jinyu is now the host of the school anniversary. After rehearsing on stage for the past three days, everyone present knows her.

In the eyes of everyone, the elegant woman who usually seemed very reserved and well-educated would become enthusiastic every time she saw Zhang Xuan, leaning towards him as if she was a different person.

Everyone present knew that this was a drama about a woman chasing a man.

What shocked everyone was that a high-quality woman like Su Jinyu came to our door, but Zhang Xuan avoided her every time.

This made no one in the room understand.

OK?

If such a woman refuses, is she still not a man?

People are curious animals. Driven by a desire to gossip, in just three days, everyone learned the true situation from the mouths of alumni from the School of Management.

The man's name is Zhang Xuan, he has a girlfriend, and he usually dotes on his girlfriend very much.

As the host of the school anniversary, Su Jinyu didn't know what was wrong. She had been pursuing Zhang Xuan tirelessly for more than a year, and her determination had never wavered.

Everyone speculated that it was probably Su Jinyu who fell in love with Zhang Xuan at first sight. Otherwise, there is no way to explain this phenomenon.

The man is handsome and elegant, the woman is pretty and talented, and they are all popular people wherever they stand in the crowd.

Naturally, many people watched every move the two made in the dressing room tonight. They all whispered a few words when they were bored.

Wen Hui naturally saw everything that others could see.

She knew what was going on without even asking?

Wen Hui turned a blind eye to Xiao Shiyi who was not far away, but asked Zhang Xuan with the foundation: "Is it thicker? Or lighter?"

Zhang Xuan replied: "I don't like makeup, just lighten it up, just fool around with it."

Wen Hui nodded without any trace, indicating that she knew.

She adjusted the foundation a little, then bent down and started painting meticulously.

After not much effort, Wen Hui finished drawing an eye, looked at it carefully, and then said: "Don't keep blinking your eyes, I have a sense of propriety."

Zhang Xuan was helpless: "The first time I put on makeup, your eyebrow pencil brushed back and forth on the eyelashes. I felt very itchy, and I was always worried that it would sting my eyes."

Wen Hui smiled brightly: "Relax slowly and trust me."

Zhang Xuan said yes and seriously tried to slow down his mood and body.

Slowly, with one sitting and the other half-bent, the two entered into the mode of getting along with each other for more than 20 days. Although they were close to Chi Chi, they had a tacit understanding not to speak, and they would directly communicate with their eyes when something happened.

Not far away, Xie Yi from the school's cultural and entertainment department quietly asked Su Jinyu: "Is that woman in charge of your college? What is her name?"

"Wen Hui."

"She's so good-looking. I like her temperament very much." Xie Yi praised.

Su Jinyu remained silent.

"What is their relationship?" Xie Yi asked.

While Su Jinyu was applying makeup to Xie Yi, she muttered: "I envy the relationship."

With Wen Hui around, the makeup went smoothly, and the final stage rehearsal went smoothly too.

During the process, several girls were eager to give it a try and wanted to ask for Zhang Xuan’s contact information.

However, after comparing his appearance and temperament with Wen Hui's, he lost confidence and finally gave up.

Zhang Xuan, who saw all this, joked in a low voice: "Yes, you saved me a lot of trouble by staying by my side."

Then Zhang Xuan said tightly: "But I didn't take advantage of you, and I also saved you a lot of trouble."

Wen Hui smiled knowingly and glanced at him without answering.

At this moment, Zhang Xuan muttered again: "Maybe you are still at a disadvantage. After all, I have a couple, so don't look for a partner. You are single, maybe I will help you get rid of a high-quality spare tire."

Wen Hui felt angry and amused. She lowered her head and fiddled with her makeup, but still ignored him.

Seeing Zhang Xuan and Principal Gao going through the motions on the stage, people below were whispering to each other:

"Who is this person?"

"This person is Zhang Xuan, don't you know?"

"Which college are you from?"

"I heard from them that he is from the School of Management, and he is from the same college as Su Jinyu."

"Is this announcement from the second generation of celebrities, the second generation of rich people, or the second generation of officials? Why can I perform with the principal?"

"That's right, I also want to ask this question, why is the principal so easygoing to him?"

"I wonder if you have heard any news?" someone said.

"what news?"

"I heard that a great writer came out of our school."

"What kind of great writer?"

"Do you know, Mr. King of Beijing?"

"I know, I have read his book."

"A great writer who is more arrogant than the old king in Beijing."

"Ah?!!!" Everyone around was surprised and looked at the person who made the sound.

"Which teacher in our school is a great writer?" someone asked miscellaneously.

"I'm not talking about a teacher, I'm talking about a student."

"You said a student is a great writer???"

"right."

"Are you kidding me??? Then tell me who this great writer is?" someone asked.

"I don't know who it is, but I'm sure there is a student in our school who is a great writer."

"How do you know? You are a great writer, can you please speak with some brains? Are you really bragging about not drafting?"

"Bah! What do you know? I didn't say this?"

"Who said that?"

"That's what our instructor said."

"Which instructor of your Chinese language school? Couldn't it be your instructor Jiang Yan who said this?"

"Is that what she said?"

"How did she know?"

"I don't know about this, but I can reveal that Director Jiang's father is Jiang Bai, the deputy dean of our Chinese School. He is considered a high-ranking person in the school."

"Does your instructor know who the great writer is?"

"I didn't say that. It's just that our college's basketball team and the physics college's basketball team had a quarrel last night, and they even got into a push and a fight.

Our guide was so angry that he pointed at them and scolded: You are all so self-righteous! Everyone feels that they are amazing! Going to heaven! Once you get into CUHK, you can do whatever you want!

You don’t know that there are people outside the world, and there are mountains outside the mountains. Do you know that there is a great writer in our school who is in the same grade as you, but he never misses classes, listens carefully, and is courteous to others?”

"What is the name of the great writer?"

"Our instructor said it's called March."

"March?"

"Is this the March that wrote "The Wind"? I saw my dad bought this book at home. The author's name is also March?" Someone interrupted in surprise.

"I don't know about this. After our instructor scolded people angrily, he realized that he had made a mistake and stopped talking no matter how he asked. He just said that he was from the management hospital and asked us to guess for ourselves."

"Managing the courtyard?"

"Yes, in charge of the hospital."

"Isn't Zhang Xuan on the stage from the Guan Yuan?" Someone reacted.

"Is Zhang Xuan at the same level as us?" someone asked urgently.

"Yes, I heard it's level 93."

"Hiss!!!" Everyone took a breath of air and looked at Zhang Xuan, who was rehearsing with the principal on the stage, regardless of the number of seats in their minds.

"Hiss!!!" Then everyone couldn't help but take a breath of air.

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