"Qingyun is a good writer........"

"Good poem, this word is not bad......."

"This word should be Yan Ti, I don't have a deep study of calligraphy, Xiao Zhang, your family is a calligraphy family, do you see Xiao Lin's calligraphy font is Yan Ti?"

"Eh, it's Yan Ti, Mr. Wang, you read it right. ”

Outside the office door, Jiang Feng and Liu Xin paused slightly, and said with a smile: "Teacher Zhang Meng's family is a calligraphy family, and his handwriting is very beautiful. ”

"Yes, I remember that during the Chinese New Year, my family's Spring Festival couplets were still written by Mr. Zhang, Mr. Zhang was very nice and kind, I remember that Mr. Zhang was Mr. Jiang's colleague. Liu Xin replied.

"Well, Mr. Zhang came a year earlier than me, and he is still my senior. Jiang Feng nodded with a smile, and said, "The Teacher Lin they are talking about is the Teacher Lin Qingyun you mentioned before?"

Both of them heard it, there should be a teacher in the room who wrote a poem, and everyone was there to enjoy it at the moment, and guessed from the few words that the person who wrote the poem should be Lin Qingyun in Liu Xin's mouth before, the doctor of literature from Qingbei University.

"Yes. Liu Xin paused and whispered: "What does this Teacher Lin say, as Dean Huang said, he is very impetuous, to be precise, he is very proud, relying on his background in Qingbei University and his uncle is the vice dean, he doesn't take many teachers and professors in his eyes at all. ”

"Vice Dean?" Jiang Feng raised his eyebrows.

"Who else can there be, Vice President Qian. Liu Xin said, a look of disgust flashed in her eyes.

"It turned out to be the old guy. Jiang Feng nodded, he didn't have a good impression of the vice president surnamed Qian.

That guy is an old pervert, he looks squinting when he sees a beautiful girl, and he usually looks sanctimonious, but he is actually a hypocrite.

Once, this vice president Qian saw that Chu Xinran was born beautifully and wanted to move his crooked thoughts to Xinran, but later, I don't know who reminded this vice president that Xinran's background is very deep and his family has a great influence in Jiangzhou, which made the surname Qian not take action.

In fact, if Vice President Qian really dared to make any fussy intentions against Chu Xinran at that time, it is estimated that Jiang Feng at that time would not let him see the sun the next day.

Looking at Jiang Chen's current style of acting, you can know that Jiang Feng at that time was by no means the master who could swallow his anger.

"Let's go, then let's see how this Qingbei genius is. Jiang Feng smiled at the corner of his mouth and walked in first.

Since you are Vice President Qian's nephew, you are arrogant to you, and it is okay not to provoke me, if you provoke me, then I'm sorry, your uncle's account will be counted on your head.

Entering the spacious office, there are partition workstations inside, and there is a rest corner in the right corner near the office, where teachers can drink tea and chat if they are tired.

Now, there were a dozen or so people in the corner, some standing and some sitting, all pointing at a piece of rice paper on the table.

Paper, ink, pen and inkstone, the four treasures of the study must be indispensable in the Faculty of Letters.

Here, Zhang Mengben was also laughing with the teacher on the side, and suddenly heard the door open, curious who came in, she turned her head, and happened to see Jiang Feng and Liu Xin who were walking here.

"Koyanagi is back. Zhang Meng first saw Liu Xin and greeted him with a smile.

Then she swept to the side again, and suddenly said in surprise: "Jiang Feng, are you here!?"

"Yes, not welcome?" Jiang Feng said with a smile, he was still very happy to see the old man.

"No, no, oops, great, have you completed the formalities?" Zhang Meng said happily.

Jiang Feng and Zhang Meng met at the door of the main office building last time, Zhang Meng also knew the news that Jiang Feng was going back to the College of Liberal Arts, and when she saw Jiang Feng here today, she guessed that Jiang Feng should have come to go through the formalities.

"Well, just done. Jiang Feng nodded.

"Jiang Feng?"

"Teacher Jiang?!"

"Little ginger?"

"It's really Mr. Jiang, you're back?!"

Zhang Meng's voice also made the others look at him, and after everyone saw that it was Jiang Feng, they shouted one after another, some were happy, some were shocked, and some were puzzled.

Behind everyone, three young people also looked at Jiang Feng, but they had doubts on their faces.

"Teacher Lin, who is this person, do you know him?" asked a short-haired young man.

"I don't know, I guess the teachers from other colleges, my teachers seem to know him. The answer to the short-haired young man was a twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old man with gold-rimmed glasses, whose hair was meticulously combed and shiny.

This Teacher Lin is also Lin Qingyun, and he spoke in a deep tone, obviously extremely unhappy that Jiang Feng appeared to steal his limelight.

"Hello teachers. ”

Jiang Feng said with a smile, most of the teachers here are still his colleagues before, and they all know and are familiar with it.

"Teacher Jiang, where have you been all these years, you and Teacher Xinran have left the school one after another, we are all sorry, the talented son and talented woman of Jiang University have left our school, which is a great loss to our school. A middle-aged male teacher said with a smile.

"Yes, now you're back again, what about Teacher Xinran, she didn't come back with you?" asked a teacher who didn't know what happened after Xinran left.

Jiang Feng paused slightly, and said, "Xinran hasn't come back yet, but he will come back after a while." ”

"Huh?" Liu Xin and Zhang Meng were both stunned, they didn't expect Jiang Fengfeng to say this, obviously Teacher Xinran had passed away.

But after a while, they were relieved again, and they only thought that Jiang Feng was too affectionate, too persistent, and unwilling to accept Xinran's death.

Jiang Feng didn't want to dwell too much on this matter, and continued: "I'm just coming to see you today, meet with you first, and I'll come back when the new students start school." ”

"Okay, just come back, when you officially go to work, let's get together together." An old professor smiled and said, "By the way, let me introduce you to these two graduate students of Haiyan University, Wang Dong and Zhang Ye, who came to work in our college last year and the year before last, respectively. ”

The old professor pointed to the two teachers in their thirties who were staying beside Lin Qingyun, and then pointed to Lin Qingyun and said:

"This is the talented teacher Lin Qingyun of Qingbei University, a doctor of literature, who just joined our school this year, the two of you are a genius from Qingbei and a genius from Jiangnan, you can cooperate well in the future, add bricks and tiles to our college, and make our College of Liberal Arts and even the entire university go to a higher level. ”

"Xiaolin, this is Jiang Feng Jiang, teacher, bachelor's, master's, and doctoral degrees were all completed in our school, and he also stayed in school four years ago, and then Xiao Jiang disappeared because of some things, and now he is back to teach in the college, you two young people get to know each other. ”

"Hello, Jiang Feng. ”

Jiang Feng smiled and stretched out his hand, this old professor is a senior he respects very much, since the old professor has spoken, Jiang Feng naturally can't refute his face.

"Hello. Lin Qingyun smiled reluctantly, and also held Jiang Feng's outstretched right hand.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, Jiang Feng's face remained unchanged, but he glanced at Lin Qingyun opposite.

This kid is worthy of being Vice President Qian's nephew, and he is not a good person.