"Mr. Ziqing, why are you here..."

When ye's mother still feels that the face in front of her is very familiar, ye Zhi has no sleepiness in her mind. She lifts her hair behind her ears, and then quickly walks to the other side and makes a deep bow to the other side.

"You child, why are you so polite? I haven't seen you for nearly three years. You are more and more beautiful. I can hardly recognize you." Catalpa green quickly hold her arm, don't let her salute, while looking at her, mouth while saying polite words.

"Mr. Ziqing, where are you from?" For Ziqing, ye Zhi's actions are all reasonable. In the year of her third year of junior high school, she and her teacher Chen Zhen went to Kyoto for a tour, and then took part in her third elder martial brother's program. She was lucky to know Ziqing, who was quite elegant in the literary circle at that time.

Although Ziqing was her judge at that time, and there was no communication between them in private, she was the only one who impressed Ye Zhi and favored her. Now, unlike in the past, Ziqing was not famous three years ago, but today, three years later, she is a famous literature professor all over the country.

"Father ye and mother ye, please forgive me for the trouble you have caused when you come here today." Ziqing's literary atmosphere is becoming more and more intense nowadays. In daily interpersonal communication, she will become literate unconsciously. It's OK for her mother Ye. She went to university and only thought that the other party was a well-known gentleman. But her father ye, an honest man, had never been in touch with this type of person. He kept a simple smile on his face, but his hand was twisted behind him.

"Teacher Ziqing, no trouble, no trouble." Ye Wei waved to the other side.

Ziqing toward her smile, slightly nodded, eyes turned back to Yezhi body, toward her said: "Yihuang Yezhi, you have also participated in the college entrance examination, and I thought that the definitive poetry conference champion, also became the provincial champion, although at that time you left the stage, but now you show the appearance, really did not let me down."

Ziqing said Ye Zhi some embarrassed, although so many years, praise words are not a few, but today praise her, but the national famous university professor.

"I don't know. Do you remember that I said in the last competition that Jingcheng University welcomed you. I came here today with a clear purpose. I just want to say this sentence to you again. It's also on behalf of Jingcheng University. I really want to welcome you."

"And if you go to the liberal arts or history school, I think I'll be one of your mentors."

Ziqing's words express her intention very clearly, while Yezhi's invitation is due to the other party's invitation.

"To tell you the truth, the liberal arts students in Jingcheng university are the most successful ones in the literature department. Those who can enter the literature department have certain attainments in their writing skills. In those days, you had such a wide range of poems. I think you must have improved a lot in these years. I'm looking forward to you becoming a new generation of talented women in our university of Arts."

As soon as Ziqing's voice fell, mother Ye couldn't help clapping. She seemed to agree with this statement, but Ning Daocheng was helpless. Seeing his daughter's appearance, he knew that she had already moved.

The literature department of Peking University is really famous in China. Ye Zhi is more or less moved by Ziqing's personal visit. At the same time, listening to her next example, she is already longing for it.

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