Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

November 12, 1994.

Today is the 70th anniversary of CUHK.

The sun is shining brightly, indicating that this festive day will have a perfect beginning and a successful ending.

Early in the morning, the CUHK campus was busy with people coming and going.

The liaison, supplies, and dining teams, the security and health teams, the reception and guidance teams, the exhibition activity teams, the celebration performance teams, the publicity and photography teams, etc. are all in place at the moment and fully prepared.

Dinner was cooked by Zou Qingzhu and Du Shuangling.

Zou Qingzhu took charge of the cooking, while Du Shuangling helped with the cooking.

As for Zhang Xuan, Wen Hui was accompanying him to practice "Xintianyou" for the last time.

Today’s lineup of well-known alumni and invited guests is really too strong.

The old man was embarrassed to be so far behind Principal Gao, otherwise he would not be able to keep Principal Gao's attention. If I screw up, I really won’t be able to see Jiang Dong’s father.

After dinner and seeing that the time was almost up, Zhang Xuan said to the three women: "Let's go, it's time for us to set off."

Before going out, Du Shuangling was a little worried and deliberately walked around Zhang Xuan slowly. After checking that there was no problem with his clothes, shoes and socks, he ignored the presence of others and stepped up to kiss him on the face, "My dear, come on."

"Yes." Zhang Xuan nodded confidently and walked out first.

The sunset is red, the sunset is full of love.

Looking at the afterglow on the horizon, Zhang Xuan remembered a saying: The person who watches the sunset with you is more romantic than the sunset.

The campus is neat and clean, and looking over, there are people walking around in formal clothes everywhere.

Small auditorium.

There were not many people at the entrance at this moment. Except for some security forces, the most people left were the school anniversary greeting volunteers.

Zou Qingzhu couldn't help but look at the time and said, "It's still 20 minutes until 6 o'clock. I didn't expect that we would be the last batch to arrive."

Zhang Xuan answered: "Maybe it's because we didn't stay in the dormitory last night. It was far away from the small auditorium and we couldn't feel the lively atmosphere and sense of urgency. Otherwise, we would have gone in early."

The three women nodded, agreeing with this point of view.

After all, humans are social animals and are easily infected by emotions. As long as someone yells, they will follow the crowd.

Even if I knew it was too early and I would have to wait for a long time, I would still go.

"Zhang Xuan, double actor."

Just as the four of them were about to enter the gate, a voice suddenly came from the right.

I turned around and looked, oh, who is it if it’s not Du Yu?

Next to him was the girl in red clothes whom I had seen last time.

Zhang Xuan walked over and said hello: "Old classmate, are you still a school anniversary volunteer?"

Du Yu hugged Du Shuangling warmly, smiled at Wenhui and Zou Qingzhu, and complained: "Isn't that right? We were pulled over by the instructor. This welcome etiquette training alone took more than 20 days, but it was hard work." .”

Zhang Xuan glanced around and saw not many people, so he jokingly said, "Come and greet me."

"OK!"

Du Yu really led with standard etiquette: "Well-known CUHK alumnus and great writer March, welcome to come, please come this way."

Seeing this scene, Du Shuangling smiled, very happy.

Wen Hui's little mouth pouted slightly, and there was also a faint smile in the simple black and white.

Zou Qingzhu was even more obvious, covering his mouth and laughing.

Feeling that the girl in red clothes was looking at him, Zhang Xuan nodded politely, frowned and asked Du Yu: "The news spread so fast?"

Du Yuxing said, "Hurry, of course, hurry! Yesterday, the news spread all over our medical school. Wherever you go, you hear comments about you. It's hard for me not to know."

As he said that, Du Yu looked at Zhang Xuan carefully and felt particularly touched:

"I've been sitting at the same table with you for two and a half years, and I didn't notice anything strange about you. I'm so blind.

I was lying in bed last night and still thinking: If I had known you had this ability, I would have taken advantage of your blushing tendency in the first year of high school to trick you into becoming my brother. "

At this point, Du Yu patted his forehead with his hand and sighed: "Hey, I am really the world's biggest fool. I wasted such a good opportunity."

Zhang Xuan laughed and said: "Don't be like this, we are also good friends and alumni now, the relationship is no worse than that of brother and sister."

After chatting for a while, Zhang Xuan and others said goodbye.

When leaving, Zhang Xuan gave a thumbs up and praised: "Old classmate, you are just a clothes hanger. This red cheongsam is very stylish."

"Thank you!" Du Yu said with a bright smile.

Watching several people enter the small auditorium, the girl in "red clothes" next to her asked, "Is he really from the countryside? I don't think his temperament looks like a rural person at all?"

Du Yu sighed: "Yes. You have never seen him in the first year of high school. He was dressed very simply and simply, and he didn't dare to talk to girls.

At that time, there was a girl in our class who was very beautiful. Every time my old classmate talked to that girl, her face would turn red. "

The girl in red clothes was curious: "That girl is more beautiful than his girlfriend?"

Du Yu nodded lightly: "It's still beautiful."

The girl in red clothes asked: "Then why doesn't Zhang Xuan go after that girl? With his appearance and talent, he should be able to catch her."

Faced with this question, Du Yu couldn't laugh or cry. She couldn't answer it, couldn't tell her close friend: My old deskmate has all the bad habits that a scholar should have. I'm chasing him, why didn't I chase him?

Then she added in her mind: My cousin also has a crush on him.

Enter the small auditorium.

At a glance, it is densely packed with people.

Not only were the seats in the seats packed, but the aisles were also packed with people.

"Jean, thank you

Thank you, thank you."

Just as Zhang Xuan and the others were walking with difficulty towards the management area, someone suddenly shouted from beside them:

"Zhang Xuan."

Zhang Xuanwen went there and found that the other party looked familiar.

Although I couldn't call him by name, I knew he was a cadre of the Student Union of the School of Management, and he should be guarding the door to guide him.

The boy came over and asked, "Do you know the divided areas of the school?"

Zhang Xuan pointed to the front right and asked, "Is it there?"

The boy was right: "Your management class 2 is in rows 6 to 8 on the far right."

"Okay, thank you." Zhang Xuan expressed his gratitude politely.

"No, no, no." Seeing Zhang Xuan being so particular, the boy waved his hands in a hurry.

"Stop, thank you." Zhang Xuan and the others continued to move forward.

But now the penetrating power of these four words is much more useful than before.

Just shouting "Give me, thank you" can push away at most two to three people and move forward about 1 meter.

But now, oh!

Good guy!

Zhang Xuan only had to shout, and the crowd in front of him dispersed spontaneously.

Even if someone had his back turned, he didn't see Zhang Xuan and the others coming. At this time, a companion would slap the man awake and whisper, "Look, this is the great writer Zhang Xuan."

And the results are always surprisingly good.

Regardless of whether they were tall, short, fat, or thin, everyone in front got out of the way.

They really all got out of the way.

Even if there are some boys with big bellies, they will stand on tiptoes and suck their bellies to let a few people pass with an embarrassed look on their faces.

Of course, this doesn't come without a price.

When no one recognized him before, no one paid attention to him.

Although it was clear now, people on both sides of the aisle were looking at him.

Look at it like a peep show.

These people just want to see it for themselves, but they still whisper to the people around them to see it.

"Look, the great writer is here."

Just like this, it takes less than half an effort.

The area on the right side of the small auditorium, which had been extremely noisy just now, suddenly became quiet.

At this moment, these boys and girls, with unified eyes and unified movements, all paid attention to Zhang Xuan.

Some of the girls moved their mouths slightly and secretly communicated with their companions:

"Is he Zhang Xuan?"

"Really so young!"

"Looks so good."

"Who is that girl next to me? Is she his girlfriend?"

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The strange situation in the area on the right, the strange situation of silence, was quickly noticed by students in other areas.

So the next second, there was a speechless scene in the entire small auditorium.

It's as if a strong wind is blowing in the rice fields, forming rice waves.

Waves of rice passed by one after another. The students in other areas seemed to have heard something and looked towards the area on the right.

Some people are short and cannot see, so they crane their necks to see.

If you still can't see it, just stand up and look.

What's more, if you are eager to see a great writer, you can watch it directly from your seat.

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In the afternoon, someone came to my door and asked me to get a booster shot. Suddenly, I had to go in March. I had to queue for a long time and it was even later. Sorry.

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