At ten o'clock, Bai Su entered the classroom accompanied by a professor from the Chinese Department of the college, and the discussion with the young students began in a relaxed environment.

Bai Su is over half a hundred years old, with gray-white hair, very tall, should be more than 180cm, but his body is thin and looks bad.

He wore a white cotton and linen Chinese-style Tang costume today, which was very textured and stylish.

There are two single sofas on the podium, one for the host and one for Bai Su. After the two sat down, Bai Su looked around the classroom and said with a smile: "There are a lot of people here, and the students standing in the back have to work harder." ”

The classroom erupted in laughter.

Li Xiang sat in the first row of the classroom, and when he looked back, the classroom was full of people, and there were a lot of people standing.

The host first introduced Bai Su at the beginning, this great writer is a native of Shengjing, he can be said to be a late formation, he only started writing at the age of 30, and his works at the age of 40 were gradually recognized by the public, and at the age of 43, he wrote "Not Like What You See" won the Zijin Literary Feature Award, which was a blockbuster.

After that, his writing talent was out of control, and new works continued to come out, although he did not win the Zijin Literature Award again, but he won many honors such as the Silver Literature Award for novels of a lower grade.

After the moderator's introduction, Bai Su began to give a speech on today's keynote title, "My Writing and Our Times".

"I've been a codeword person all my life, and other identities are just additive. My greatest hope is that in a few years my books will be mentioned by the world, and nothing else matters. ”

He talked about his creative experience and creative experience as a writer for many years.

During the free questioning session of the students, he was asked why he came to teach at the Forestry University.

"Humanistic education is the foundation of all education, and humanistic qualities are the foundation of human development. Nowadays, universities should strengthen moral and aesthetic education, and the education of literature is the most important part of aesthetic education, which will make people have flexible thinking, emotional color and temperature. In today's rapid economic and social development, people who love literature should not easily give up their literary dreams, and the passion for writing and the courage to persist are indispensable things for trekking and cultivating the soil of literature. I hope to do my part to help young people who have dreams of writing. I'm 55 years old, and although my passion for writing is still there, my mind is not as confused as it used to be, and one day I suddenly realized that even if I could still write, it would be a few years away, and instead of living like this, I would like to help a group of young people. ”

"I'm a torch that's about to go out, but it's still useful, it's to light a new torch. ”

Li Xiang applauded with the crowd.

The host said, "Dean Bai is still in good health, and he will definitely be able to teach us for many years. ”

Bai Su smiled and waved his hand, but didn't say anything more.

It was asked if his lectures would be different from those of other professors.

"University teachers are mainly scholars, and their main task is to do scholarship, but writers are also very important. Because universities are still mainly about imparting knowledge, writers are an important part of ensuring the diversity of the academic ecology. ”

"Writers' lectures are different from professors' lectures, professors talk mostly about commonalities, and writers mainly talk about their own creative experience, which is individuality. Writers are not trained, but it is different whether you go to college or not. First-class writers give lectures and lectures to students, which can cultivate students' interest in literature and is beneficial to students. ”

Next, some people kept raising their hands to ask questions, and the questions raised were closely related to reality, such as "the contradiction between the employment pressure of modern college students and the insistence on literary dreams", "how to break through the bottleneck of creation", and so on.

Li Xiang mainly listened, and sat still all the time, listening to other students' questions. Everyone is of the same age, and many of the questions raised are also his doubts.

Time passed unconsciously, and at half past eleven, the host finally ordered a student to ask a question, and after Bai Su answered, he announced the end of this year's symposium.

Li wanted to pack his backpack and prepare to leave, when suddenly the host called his name.

"Li Xiang, come over here. ”

This host is a professor in the Department of Chinese, named Li Wancai, but unfortunately Li Xiang is not familiar with him.

Li Xiang greeted him politely with Bai Soda, Bai Su looked at him and said with some confusion: "It's a little familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere." ”

Li Wancai introduced: "It's right to be familiar, Li Xiang is very good at singing, and he is a very famous singer." ”

"Oh~" Bai Su suddenly said, "It may be somewhere to catch a glance." ”

Li Xiang said with a smile: "The editorial department of Youth Digest. ”

"Huh?"

"Bai Lao and I met in the editorial office of Youth Digest a week ago. ”

Bai Su still didn't remember this reminder.

Li Xiang didn't mind smiling at all, after all, there were so many people at the scene at that time, and he was standing in the crowd where there was no place for Bling Bling to shine except for handsome.

Li Wancai introduced to Bai Su: "Li Xiang is a very talented young man, he is a freshman this year, he has received a perfect score in the college entrance examination essay, and he recently has a short story published in Harvest magazine and Youth Digest. ”

Bai Su immediately asked with interest what it was.

Li Xiang took out the "Youth Digest" magazine from his backpack and handed it to Bai Su with both hands.

"It's called 'Escape'. ”

Bai Su also politely took it with both hands, and turned to the page of "Escape Technique" according to the folded corner.

He glanced at it and said, "I've read this article, and when I was writing the opening sentence, the editorial department showed me a few samples, and this one is one of them. You're a freshman this year, and you're only 18 years old."

Li wanted to talk to him, because there were many other students around him, all looking for Bai Su. Bai Su asked Li Xiang to wait for a while, and they had a good chat after the matter here.

It was almost 12 o'clock, Bai Su came out of the crowd and found Li Xiang, who was waiting for him under a tree outside the classroom.

The two were chatting while walking in the shade of the tree, mainly Bai Su asking Li Xiang about his original intention of writing this "Escape Technique", as well as his creative experience, etc.

Li Wancai was also on the side, but he didn't interject and stayed two steps away.

At this point, school has ended, and the campus is full of students holding books or carrying school bags in twos and threes, as well as new students wearing military training uniforms and sweating faces.

Someone recognized Li Xiang and pointed from afar. There were also bold people who wanted to come over, but they were quietly blocked by Li Wancai.

Bai Su: ""Escape Technique" is funny and humorous, but it tells a sad story, which is very skillful. When I read it at the time, I thought it was written by a young man, and this kind of writing and penmanship can't be written by older people, but I never thought that you were only 18 years old, no wonder Dean Zhou said that when school started, he would introduce me to a young man who was very talented in writing. ”

Li Xiang was modest, because it was already noon, in order not to delay Bai Su's time, he took out the new work printed out from his backpack.

"This is the latest novella I have written, please review it when you have time. ”

This is printed on A4 paper, what it looks like on a dozen pages.

After Bai Su took it, he saw that the homepage read "Love Life" in four bold characters.