Chapter 274: Michael's Face-up

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The vast majority of students will choose to report in the morning, so in the morning, the entire Yanyuan was almost overwhelmed by the flow of traffic and people.

To say that at this time, Peking University only enrolls more than 2,000 students a year, and each province in the country divides one point, and each province really can't divide many people.

More than 2,000 people should not have such a big formation when they report to the school together, but you have to consider that many students are sent out as families, and a student is often escorted by several family members, so there are more people.

The reason why Xiao Fei chose to report in the afternoon was mainly to avoid this peak period, so as not to crowd with people.

At noon, Xiao Fei and Xu Fengjuan ate out together, and went back to Xiao Fei's rented place to rest for a while.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Xiao Fei took Xu Fengjuan to report to school.

For the campus of Peking University, Xiao Fei was already very familiar, drove in, familiar with the road, and first went to the Chinese Department with Xu Fengjuan to report.

That's right, Xu Fengjuan applied for the Chinese Department, one of the best departments of Peking University, and it is a great honor that she was also admitted.

In this regard, Xu Fengjuan joked that she came to the Chinese Department of Peking University for Xiao Fei to realize her dream.

Xiao Fei smiled and said, in fact, I am not so haunted by the Chinese Department of Peking University.

Parking the car in a nearby parking lot, Xiao Fei got out of the car with Xu Fengjuan, and he saw that the check-in point of the Chinese Department was set up at the entrance of the college.

Several tables were placed in the shade of a tree, and several male and female students were sitting behind the desks gossiping.

But no new students chose to report at this time.

Xiao Fei was secretly refreshed in his heart, how good this is, there is no need to queue up, a bunch of senior brothers and sisters serve a new student.

He and Xu Fengjuan walked over, and before they reached the table, a girl with short hair and a round face stood up, looked at Xiao Fei and blinked, with a surprised expression on her face.

Xiao Fei was also taken aback, this girl is so tall, she is one meter seven, right? Born with well-proportioned flesh and bones, slightly dark skin, and full of the demeanor of an athlete.

"Classmate, are you here to report?" The round-faced girl asked.

Xiao Fei nodded, pointed at Xu Fengjuan and said, "I'll help my friend go through the admission procedures." ”

"Oh, please show the admission letter and ID card." The round-faced girl looked at Xiao Fei with thoughtful eyes and said.

Xu Fengjuan handed over the admission notice and ID card.

The round-faced girl began to help her with the formalities, and then instructed her where to pay the bill, where to apply for a meal card, where her dormitory was, and so on.

Xiao Fei stood aside, and at this time, he found a problem, that is, the few people sitting behind the table were also quietly examining themselves.

When he saw this, he knew that it seemed that all these people recognized him.

As a student of the Chinese Department of Peking University, naturally they will be very concerned about the trends of the literary world at home and abroad, and a newcomer in the literary world like Xiao Fei, who has been standing on the cusp of public opinion for a long time, is strange if they don't understand!

Perhaps many students in the Chinese Department have not only carefully studied Xiao Fei's works, but even written critical texts.

Xiao Fei nodded and smiled at a few people.

Then, a boy with a long face, a white shirt, looked at Xiao Fei and asked, "Classmate, look at your familiar face, your surname is Xiao?" ”

"Yes, my name is Xiao Fei." Xiao Fei said.

As soon as he said this, several people came around Hulala, both men and women. Even the round-faced girl who was going through the formalities for Xu Fengjuan ran over.

"Xiao Fei, I have seen all your works, and I have to admit that they are all great, may I ask, do you have any secrets in writing?"

"Xiao Fei, why didn't you apply for our Chinese department? What's the deal with running to the history department? ”

"Xiao Fei, can you sign for me? You're one of the writers I admire. ”

"Xiao Fei, can you cooperate with me on a paper? I want to know more about you, after all, the information in the newspaper is second-hand, and I am afraid that there will be some mistakes. ”

Near the check-in point that was empty just now, dozens of people quickly gathered, I don't know where these people came from, anyway, Xiao Fei was watched again.

Xu Fengjuan stood outside the circle of people with a smile, she was used to this scene.

Xiao Fei was a little unaccustomed. He knows that the students of Peking University are very proud and conceited people, and under normal circumstances, they would not praise someone in such a group.

Because they themselves think that they are also very good people, they also have the strength and ability to make extraordinary achievements.

This is not Xiao Fei's assumption, it is mentioned in many materials.

However, now, Xiao Fei is being watched as an idol by such students in the Chinese Department of Peking University, isn't it abnormal?

However, after thinking about it carefully, Xiao Fei believes that this is barely normal.

Why?

As the saying goes, peers are enemies; There is also an idiom that says that literati are light on each other, and it has been true since ancient times.

It is very difficult to get your peers to admire you and not be jealous of you. But it's not impossible. How?

It's simple, too!

In a word, you only need to make a brilliant achievement in your field, so that most of your peers know it deeply and almost despair and forget about it, then these peers will probably turn to become your fans.

Just like Xiao Fei, he wrote heavyweight works at a young age, "The Fish Walking on Land" and "Bright Sword" are all amazing works, and Xiao Fei's series of sketches and essays are also written brilliantly.

Many writers can write one such work in their lifetime, which is enough to leave a name in the history of literature for future generations, and Xiao Fei has written two such works in his weak crown year......

They read it carefully.

They were impressed by Xiao Fei's work.

Therefore, seeing Xiao Fei himself, these students of the Chinese Department will respond so enthusiastically.

Many people regret that Xiao Fei, a well-known literary rookie, did not go to the Chinese department, but chose the history department.

It can be said that they all believe that this is a huge loss for the Chinese Department of Peking University.

Xiao Fei smiled and dealt with the Chinese students around him, and there were answers to questions, and he did not pose the slightest frame. Many of these people will be critics, literary historians and literary researchers in the Chinese literary world in the future!

How can you offend them?

Xiao Fei has always been a pacifist, and he hopes that he can be loved by everyone in the world.

Well! If this goal is not achievable, then make it as popular as possible with as many people as possible.

When people show me goodness, I will of course show the most kindness. Moreover, Xiao Fei now enjoys the feeling of being adored by the Chinese students of Peking University.

It's not something that just anyone can enjoy.

"Xiao Fei, can you give me a chance to get to know you alone, whether you agree or not, you can say something! By the way, I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Lin Xiaomei, I am a junior in the Chinese department, and I deserve to be called 'senior sister', right? The round-faced girl who went through the formalities for Xu Fengjuan just now grabbed Xiao Fei's arm and asked him to give an explanation. (To be continued.) )