Chapter 105: Scared Me to Death
The emergence of the way of the university, not like pop culture, has become popular throughout China as soon as it comes out. For ordinary people, the article on the way of college is not very understandable to many students, including many students' parents. Even if you can understand it, you can't understand the literal meaning of the way of the university, but you can't feel the literary value of this article.
However, for those experts in education, for those well-known scholars, and for some academic experts who have paid attention to the way of the university, the emergence of the way of the university is no less than a literary earthquake for them.
The fastest performance is still the youth literature and art of the superior newspapers and magazines of the Youth Daily. As a well-known magazine under the headquarters of the Communist Youth League, youth literature and art have always played a very important role in the field of domestic newspapers and periodicals. As soon as the way of the university was published by the Youth Daily, Youth Literature and Art copied this excerpt of the way of the university into the latest issue of Youth Literature and Art's "Everyone's Words" column.
Similarly, there are Xinmin Evening News, Huaguo Education Daily, and Huaguo Education Network, all of which have reprinted the way of the university in the past.
On the other side of the Hong Kong side, Huiwen Pao, Ta Kung Pao, and Ming Pao also actively published the way of the university and made their own comments.
Affected by this, Qiushui, a pen name, was noticed by the national media for the first time.
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"Editor-in-Chief Sun, that old gentleman Qiushui is so powerful, I sigh to myself. When, can Editor-in-Chief Sun take the lead, I will visit this old gentleman. ”
As soon as the way of university came out, Qiu Enze, a gold medal lecturer at Huangshi Middle School, read it more than 100 times that night.
Every time I read it, I feel something new.
Every time I read it, I have a new feeling.
For Qiushui, Qiu Enze is admired by the five-body casting.
The next day, Qiu Enze made a phone call to Sun Zai'an, hoping to have the opportunity to visit this person.
"Old sir? This, Xiao Qiu, that Mr. Qiushui is not an old gentleman, he seems to be in middle school. ”
"In middle school? Editor-in-Chief Sun, you're kidding. ”
"I'm not kidding, really."
"I don't believe it, Editor-in-Chief Sun, you can't do this, I just want to visit, nothing else."
"Really, he's a middle school student."
"Editor-in-Chief Sun, if you do this again, I will turn against you."
"Well, okay, I'll ask him about the old man."
With a snap, the phone hung up, and then the phone rang again.
"Little grandson."
"It turned out to be Professor Shen, why did you call me today?"
"What Professor Shen, how can he afford it. I have a question for you, do you know the Qiushui who wrote the way of university? ”
"Recognize, what's wrong?"
"It's good to recognize, little grandson, when we are free, how about we go to visit Mr. Qiushui."
"Uh, this."
"What this, that, such a person, I didn't know before, it's my fault. I am going to propose in the ministry tomorrow to recommend this person named Qiushui to the organization, and I hope that the whole country can use the article on the way of the university to make a special topic on the country by virtue. This old gentleman, I must pay a visit in advance. ”
"Professor Shen, I'm afraid this is a bit difficult."
"Of course I know that there is a difficulty, and such people must take fame and fortune very lightly. But for the sake of Chinese education, no matter how difficult it is, I have to invite him out of the mountain. ”
"Okay, Professor Shen, let's be honest with you, this writer named Qiushui, he is actually a middle school student. It seems that he has just graduated from junior high school and has not yet entered his first year of high school. ”
"Haven't been in your first year of high school yet? Xiao Sun, you, you, if you lie, you have to make a draft, okay, hurry up for me. ”
"Professor Shen, really."
Son Jae-an had some crying.
"Really, I'll be in your editorial office in a while, and I'll see what you tell me."
slapped and hung up the phone again. Then the phone rang again.
This time it was Ji Ziping, the editor-in-chief of Youth Literature and Art, who belonged to the superior unit of the Youth Daily.
"Editor-in-Chief Sun, hello, hello."
"Editor-in-Chief Ji, what kind of wind is blowing you over again?"
"What do you mean? Editor-in-Chief Sun, it can't be that someone called you before. It's broken, it's too late. I'll tell you, though. Everyone like Qiushui, you can't send him out. Yes, the above has already ordered, I hope that Mr. Qiushui will come to our youth literature and art. ”
"Editor-in-chief, this, this, doesn't seem to be good."
"Why is it not good, Editor-in-Chief Sun, I know you are reluctant. But you also have to see what kind of talent Qiushui is, the way of university, this is a great talent, a peerless countryman. Although your youth newspaper is also doing well, after all, it is facing young people, and the pattern is a little lower, so it is best for our youth literature and art. ”
"Still can't do it."
"Editor-in-Chief Sun, it's stingy for you to talk like this. I know that your youth newspaper has always been relatively short of funds. In this way, I will go back and talk about it, and I will say that the next project funded by the top will be given to you youth newspapers by our youth literature and art, which will be fine. ”
"......"
"But what, I don't want to?"
"Editor-in-chief, it's not that I don't want to ......"
Sun Zai'an still wanted to say something more, but thinking of the previous two phone calls, he quickly shut up.
At this time, he also felt that the pen name called Qiushui was a middle school student?
That little girl, she shouldn't lie to herself.
It is impossible for a middle school student to write about college.
No, I'll have to ask the little girl again.
"Editor-in-chief, I have to ask Mr. Qiushui what he means."
"Yes. Editor-in-chief Sun, you can help ask, if not, we will visit him in person. ”
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The way of university is in Mingmingde.
In the quiet little study with a hint of girlish atmosphere, a girl's voice sounded.
The girl was reading aloud, an essay called the Way of the University.
I don't know who wrote this article, but if anyone else hears it, he will surely find that it is definitely not written by any of the ancient sages. However, even so, this article does not seem to be much worse than the classics written by the ancient sages. On the contrary, his charm and his truth are even better.
Lang Lang's voice was not loud, but Lang Lang was smooth. Words and sounds seem to have a magical power, like ripples that circulate through the window and into the street beyond the window. People passing by occasionally stop to listen. After a while, he left again. In their minds, the voice must be a little girl reading a classical classic.
"Huang Yifan, I originally thought you were a genius. But now I know that even if it's a hundred, a thousand, or ten thousand geniuses, it's not as good as your way to college. ”
With a soft sigh, the girl finished reading. A phone rang in the room.
"Luo Zi, I'm Uncle Sun."
"Uncle Sun, why did you call?"
"Hehe, there's something I want to ask you again. The author of that autumn water, is it really your classmate? ”
"What's wrong?"
"I just want to confirm, don't lie to uncle, is that Qiushui the same as you?"
"This ......"
Li Luozi wanted to nod, but when she remembered the crazy comments she saw last night about the way of college, all of a sudden, Li Luozi shook her head and said, "I'm sorry, Uncle Sun, Qiushui is not my classmate, he is a retired old professor of the university." ”
"Retired old professor?"
"I'm scared to death, classmate Luo Zi, you can't lie like this in the future, okay, my uncle has a heart attack, and I can't bear it."
"I'm sorry, Uncle Sun, I didn't mean to lie to you."
"Okay, okay, in this way, do you know where that old gentleman Qiushui lives?"
"Uncle Sun, I'm sorry, I can't tell you. The old gentleman is retired and doesn't want to be bothered by too many people. It was also because I was arguing with Mr. Qiushui that the old man agreed to write a few memoirs. ”
"Luo Zi, we're not bothering, we just want to visit the old gentleman. I think you have also seen the way of university written by Mr. Qiushui recently, and we really want to learn from him. ”
"Uncle Sun, don't embarrass me, I really can't say it."
"Okay, you little girl, what a ......"
The call stopped.
Li Luozi patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
Fortunately, he is smart, otherwise, with the way of university written by Huang Yifan, he will not be annoyed to death by countless people.
It's just that Li Luozi also has some distress, she doesn't know whether it is wrong or right for her to hide Huang Yifan's identity?