"Good, good, good."

The criminal art, which has always been serious, was also excited at this time, and said three good words in a row.

At this time, Xingyi's vision of Huang Yifan was already a little different.

"That's a very good answer."

The four applauded.

"The last question, and the last assessment."

Xing Yi thought for a while and said to Huang Yifan, "Looking at what you said just now, I guess you are very good at studying ancient prose. As a lecturer at Mizuki, I believe that we should not only have our own unique research on these literary works, but also be able to write about them ourselves. My current assessment topic is, please write an essay on metaphors. ”

After that, Xing Yi took out a few pieces of paper from the table and handed them to Huang Yifan, "We only give you half an hour." ”

"No problem."

Huang Yifan took the pen and paper, and he had already conceived it in his mind.

Borrowing things as metaphors.

What do you write yourself?

Just thinking about it in his mind, a classic prose appeared, and without hesitation, Huang Yifan wrote it quickly.

"The flowers of land and water, the loveliness of the ......"

That's right, the name of this work is Ai Lian said.

Half an hour later, Huang Yifan wrote this essay and handed it back to Xing Yi.

"I'll see."

Xing Yi took the paper and pen handed back by Huang Yifan, just swept his gaze, and couldn't take his eyes off it anymore.

"The flowers of land and water, plants and trees, the lovely ones are very rich. Jin Tao Yuanming loves chrysanthemum alone; Since Li Tanglai, the world has loved peony......"

"Detective?"

Seeing Xing Yi standing there in a daze, Kong Shujun and several other professors were a little strange.

asked in a low voice, "Director Xing, what's the matter, there is a problem with the work written by Huang Yifan." ”

"There is indeed a problem."

Hearing Kong Shujun's whispered reminder, Xing Yi woke up, "Not only is there a problem, but there is a big problem, take a look." ”

Xing Yi handed this prose back to Kong Shujun.

At this time, the two professors, Zong Tian and Ye Qiu, also looked at each other.

"To love the lotus out of the mud without staining, clear ripples but not demons, straight through the outside, not vines and branches, fragrant far and clear, pavilion net planting, can be viewed from a distance and can not be blasphemed."

"Out of the mud but not stained, clear ripples but not demons."

When this sentence appeared, Kong Shujun, Zong Tian, and Ye Qiu were completely shocked as before Xing Fei.

Borrowing things as metaphors.

Perhaps, this will be the most bullish essay in China for thousands of years.

After a lot, several people woke up slightly, and the criminal art looked at the three people, and then several people nodded, and then the four stood up together and said to Huang Yifan, "Student Huang Yifan, I think, we can give you the answer now, Shuimu University officially hired you as a lecturer in the Department of Chinese in Shuimu." ”

……

"Huh, it's you?"

After successfully applying for a lecturer at Mizuki University, Huang Yifan bought some daily necessities and moved into the Mizuki lecturer's apartment.

No, I ran into an acquaintance while waiting for the elevator.

"Lin Mood"

"I didn't expect you to remember my name, why, come here to find someone?"

"No, I live here too."

"Oh."

Lin Xing nodded, "You won't transfer to Mizuki University, will you?" ”

After speaking, Lin seemed to understand again, "No, what are you doing here on vacation, and besides, this is the lecturer's apartment, you don't live here." No, no, I've got a little confused. ”

"Hehe, we'll be colleagues in the future."

"Ah...... Colleague? Oh, I see, Huang Yifan, you also became a teaching assistant at Mizuki University? ”

"This ...... Sort of. ”

Where is Huang Yifan's teaching assistant, he is a lecturer. It's just that it seems that it's not easy to say that I'm a lecturer at this time.

"What do you mean, Huang Yifan, you are really amazing, two or three years younger than me, you became a teaching assistant at Mizuki University. When the school starts in a month, I'm afraid that the first-year students in the school won't be scared to death by you. ”

"It's just luck."

"Okay, since we're colleagues in the future, please take care of me."

"In the same way, please take care of Senior Sister Lin in the future."

"What other senior sisters and senior sisters, they are all colleagues, just call me by my name."

"It's all the same."

was chatting, at this time, suddenly another person walked out on the side, "Congratulations to the two, I didn't expect you kid to hide it." ”

"Why, don't you know?"

Seeing Huang Yifan and Lin Xinxin looking at him, the man said again, "I saw it at the airport, Lin Da Beauty, remember." ”

"I'm sorry, I don't know you well."

Lin Xing took a few steps away from the man and stood next to Huang Yifan.

"Liu Jingwei, it turned out to be you."

At this time, Huang Yifan also recognized Liu Jingwei, who was the Harvard University graduate he met when he returned to China: "Congratulations on becoming a lecturer at Mizuki University." ”

"Uh, teaching assistant."

Liu Jingwei was a little embarrassed and corrected it.

Lin on the side snorted and snickered on the side.

Hearing that it was a teaching assistant, Huang Yifan was also very happy, how could this guy blow in front of him at that time. He also said how the University of California was rotten, and said that he didn't like the University of California and wanted to come back to Mizuki to apply for a lecturer.

Okay now, what a lecturer, just a teaching assistant.

Of course, being able to become a teaching assistant at Mizuki University is actually quite talented, but the problem is that this guy has blown too much before. Although Huang Yifan didn't say anything about Liu Jingwei, he didn't have a good impression of Liu Jingwei. Holding back a smile, he also said, "Anyway, congratulations on you." Congratulations, congratulations. ”

"Don't come to this set, if you want to be sarcastic, I'll say. All I can say is that this time I made a mistake, and within three years, I will become a Mizuki lecturer. ”

After that, ignoring Huang Yifan and Lin's mood, he got on the elevator alone, and he flashed.

……

The chance encounter with Lin was just an episode, and it took Huang Yifan several hours to tidy up his dormitory.

Fortunately, the lecturer apartment of Shuimu University is in good condition, with two bedrooms, one living room, one kitchen and one bathroom, and a balcony, although it is not big, but it fully satisfies a bachelor like Huang Yifan.

After cleaning up, at this time, the call of the editor-in-chief 314 came.

"314, I won't come to urge again, I've set up automatic updates."

314 had also called several times before to urge the draft, and Huang Yifan annoyed him to death. Without waiting for 314 to speak, Huang Yifan said directly.

"Khan, Bai Da, it's not to urge your draft, it's an activity I don't know if you're interested?"

"What activity?"

"Chinese Novel Contest."

"What fiction contest, fantasy, urban, or some other genre?"

"It's not a novel contest held by our creation, it's a novel contest held by TT.com and the Writers' Association, including several large domestic publishing houses and newspapers."

"I see, what are the requirements for this novel contest?"

Regarding the competition mentioned by 314, Huang Yifan was not surprised.

Holding a novel contest with major domestic media, even traditional media, is just one step in the pan-entertainment plan.

This is also a step to truly break into the traditional culture of online novels.

"The requirement is that all authors can participate, including, of course, our web authors. However, there are certain restrictions in terms of genre, there can be no crossing, there can be no rebirth, and there can be no propaganda of feudal superstition......"

"How do I feel about the rhythm of the pit, isn't such a restriction making a lot of online writers unable to participate?"

"That's why I called you."

"Well, let's think about it, where is the address of this competition, send it to me, and I'll see it when the time comes."

"Okay, I'll send it to your TT, you can look back." (To be continued.) )