Chapter 133

It's none other than someone else who made this call.

It was Dean Yan of the School of Liberal Arts at Tsinghua University.

Jiang Shu raised his head and smiled bitterly, and then chose to connect.

Jiang Shu greeted, "Hey, Dean Yan." ”

Dean Yan said in a smiling voice, "Jiang Shu, I heard that you returned to Yanjing?"

Jiang Shu: "......"

It's only been 10 minutes since I got off the plane!

Jiang Shu was very skeptical that this Dean Yan was sending someone to monitor him like his father.

"Yes, I'm in Yanjing, and I just got off the plane. Jiang Shu replied stiffly.

Dean Yan smiled lightly and said, "Then when do you have time, come to me, and I will take you to go through the procedures for joining the Chinese Poetry Association." ”

Looks like.

Dean Yan is going to be determined to let Jiang Shu join the Chinese Poetry Association.

And Jiang Shu couldn't refuse.

I can't hide from it anyway.

It's better to get it done as soon as possible.

Holding the idea of dying early and surviving early, Jiang Shu opened his mouth and said, "Tomorrow, I'll go to you tomorrow." ”

Dean Yan laughed heartily, "Okay, then this matter is settled, Jiang Xiaoyou, I'll wait for you to come over tomorrow!"

Jiang Shudan nodded painfully.

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Next.

Jiang Shu wore ordinary casual clothes and stepped into the gate of Tsinghua University.

As one of the two top universities in China, Tsinghua University has a strong learning atmosphere.

On the benches on the campus and on the square, you can see many Tsinghua students holding a book and reading it.

And today.

It is also the day when the Tsinghua University community recruits new students.

Far away,

Jiang Shu can hear the propaganda of the club's recruitment.

"It's new, Qingyun Guitar Club is new! There are a lot of cute seniors in it to tease!"

"The martial arts club recruits new students, only male students are recruited, and there are Tsinghua students in it!"

As long as you want to go to the sky, then come to our space club!"

It was the first time Jiang Shu encountered such a lively scene as the club's recruitment, and subconsciously stepped forward.

"Classmates, are you interested in joining our robotics club?" a Tsinghua student came to Jiang Shu with a flyer in his hand.

Again,

Jiang Shu was mistaken for a college student.

But.

Jiang Shu is only twenty-one years old this year, and coupled with his young appearance, it is normal to be regarded as an eighteen-year-old freshman.

After all, who isn't eighteen forever.

"Robot Society?" Jiang Shu's eyes showed a look of interest, "What is your Robot Club mainly for, is it to make all kinds of robots?"

The sunny smile on the face of the Tsinghua student said, "It can be understood so colloquially." ”

"If you're interested, you can come and check it out. ”

Following this classmate, Jiang Shu came to the roadshow tent of the Robot Club.

On the table under the tent, there are quite a few small robots.

"You can just take a look. The Tsinghua student smiled and gestured to Jiang Shu.

"Classmate, what is this?" Jiang Shu asked, pointing to a robot in the shape of an alarm clock on the desktop.

Tsinghua classmate smiled slightly, "You can be him, call the bed robot!"

Call a bed?!

Jiang Shu: Σ(っ°Д°;) っ

Are today's college students so open?!

Jiang Shu was stunned.

"Uh...... Sorry, said I'm used to it. The Tsinghua student waved his hand and hurriedly explained, "It's to wake up the robot!"

"Wake up the robots?"

"That's right!" the Tsinghua student said in a tone like a salesman selling a product, "What should I do if I can't get up from class in the morning, most of them are lazy, just give a beating!"

"Our wake-up robot was born with this concept in mind. As long as you set the alarm time, the robot will wake you up when the time is up, so you definitely don't have to worry about being late. It is definitely a must-have companion for contemporary college students to live and study!"

"Can I try it?

"Absolutely. ”

The Tsinghua student smiled, moved a chair, and asked Jiang Shu to sit down.

Then put the wake-up robot in front of Jiang Shu, and when the set time was up, the alarm clock rang crisply.

"It's no different from a normal alarm clock, huh?"

Jiang Shu's head leaned forward, and he was puzzled, when he saw that the alarm clock robot stretched out a mechanical arm out of nowhere, snapped, and slapped Jiang Shu's face with a crisp sound!

Jiang Shu: "......"

............

Ten minutes later.

Jiang Shu covered the slightly red and swollen half of his cheeks and knocked on the door of Dean Yan's house.

Dean Yan opened the door.

"Jiang Shu, what's wrong with your face, why is it swollen?"

Jiang Shu waved his hand, ashamed to say, "It's okay, it's okay, I accidentally fell." ”

"You're too careless. Dean Yan turned sideways and let Jiang Shu in, "Put on your shoes and come in, I'll go to the refrigerator and find you some ice cubes to compress." ”

in the living room.

Jiang Shu sat on the sofa.

Directly opposite Jiang Shu's line of sight is a calligraphy.

And the content on the copybook is nothing else, it is Jiang Shu's "Water Tune Song Head".

"This calligraphy of "Water Tune Song Head" is not bad, right?" Dean Yan handed Jiang Shu a bag of ice cubes, noticed Jiang Shu's gaze, and said with a smile.

"There's a lot of everybody's wind. Jiang Shuyi's character was written by Dean Yan himself, and he cooperated with the sycophants.

"You're pretty knowledgeable. Dean Yan introduced to Jiang Shu, "I asked the current president of the Huaguo Calligraphy Association to write this calligraphy, and the current market price of his calligraphy is at least two or three hundred thousand pieces." ”

"Unexpectedly, you not only have a high level of poetry attainment, but also a good level of calligraphy appreciation. ”

Jiang Shu: "......"

What level of appreciation do I have for calligraphy?

Jiang Shu just wanted to make a sycophant, but he didn't expect to be lonely.

"During this time, I would read "Water Tune Song Head" at least two or three times a day, and the more I read it, the more flavorful the lyrics you wrote. Dean Yan shook his head and sighed, "It is really not a good reputation to rate this poem as the best poem of the Mid-Autumn Festival." ”

Even if this poem is placed in the vast collection of Chinese poetry, it can still be regarded as one of the top poems. ”

"I have also written a lot of poetry in the past thirty or forty years, and several of them have won some awards. But compared with Jiang Shu's "Water Tune Song Head", it is dwarfed at all. ”

"So, Jiang Shu, I'm curious, what kind of reason did you write this "Water Tune Song Head"?"

Jiang Shu can't say that this "Water Tune Song Head" is from another world.

In fact.

Faced with Dean Yan's question, Jiang Shu had already made up the reason.

Ahem......

No, how can the things of the reader be called editing!

It should be said that Jiang Shu has already thought of a reason.

Jiang Shu organized his language and said to Dean Yan, "Dean Yan, you know, I am a singer, in fact, the purpose of the "Water Tune Song Head" I wrote was nothing else, it was just to create an ancient style song. And "Water Tune Song Head" is part of the lyrics. ”

Characterize "Water Tune Song Head" as the lyrics of a song, so that you can dilute his poetic talent in Dean Yan's mind.

Jiang Shu's plan was like this.

But after Jiang Shu's voice fell, Dean Yan didn't react yet.

The door of the bathroom in the room was suddenly pushed open, and a familiar voice came out of the toilet with a smile, "Hahaha, it turns out that "Water Tune Song Head" is the lyrics of a song written by your little guy, how about it, is there a tune part of that song, if not, the two of us will work together again." ”

Guo ...... Professor Guo?!" Jiang Shu's eyes widened.

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PS: There was something going on this afternoon, the update was a little late, sorry.

Update the next chapter around eleven o'clock. (Recommended reading: Reading Files 2013)