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In front of the administrative building of Jinling University, Chen Xueqian was a little confused by Zhang Yu. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
To be honest, he ridiculed Zhang Yu for really just saying it casually, and it was simply a bad taste. For Zhang Yu, the teacher, he actually has no disgust.
However, now that Zhang Yu went to squat directly on the ground, covering his ears with both hands, Chen Xueqian was completely unable to see this.
In fact, not to mention that Chen Xueqian was stunned, even Zhang Yu himself didn't understand why he did this.
So the scene was a little embarrassing for a while, Chen Xueqian was in place for a while before he remembered to step forward and squatted down on one knee next to Zhang Yu.
"What's wrong?" To be honest, Chen Xueqian's heart couldn't help but be a little empty when he asked this sentence. He was really afraid that Zhang Yu would suddenly break out something shocking.
But fortunately, the most worrying thing didn't happen, Zhang Yu, who was squatting there like an ostrich, was as red as blood, and after a while, she suddenly buried her head in the crook of her arm, and then said in a sullen voice: "I, I'm your fan!" ”
After hearing this, Chen Xueqian finally put his mind at ease, it seems that he is indeed thinking too much, but thinking about it, he is not a humanoid aphrodisiac, love and medicine, how can a returnee doctor like Zhang Yu inexplicably take a fancy to himself.
But he understood why Zhang Yu was like this. Anyone who learns that one of his students is a master he admires will feel shameless.
"Actually, my English is very average, and it's just a matter of luck that I'm famous." Chen Xueqian didn't know how to persuade Zhang Yu for a while, and then blackened himself.
However, when he heard his words, Zhang Yu snorted: "Liar, it's not like I haven't read the book you wrote!" ”
What relieved Chen Xueqian was that although Zhang Yu was still a little embarrassed in his mouth, he at least raised his head.
"Let's not discuss this for now, can we stand up first and then speak?" Chen Xueqian saw that she no longer seemed to be as embarrassed as before, so he opened his mouth to ask.
Zhang Yu finally said the words hidden in his heart at this time, but he was not as uncomfortable as he was at the beginning. In fact, she doesn't mind expressing her admiration for someone younger than herself. It's just that when she thinks that her idol is actually her student, she can't help but blush.
After standing up, Zhang Yu still looked very uncomfortable, lowered his head and whispered: "You don't know how much you are admired among us international students, only those of us who have taken the IELTS test know how difficult it is to write such an English bestseller." ”
Chen Xueqian was actually very weak at this time, after all, those books actually had nothing to do with him, he copied them at all. It's just that he can't tell anyone about this kind of thing, so he has to divert the topic.
"Just now the president asked me to help shoot a school promotional video, what do you think are the most memorable scenery of our Jinling University?"
I have to say that this question happened to be asked to Zhang Yu's heart, she was a doctor trained by Jinling University herself, and was sent by the school to study abroad after graduation, and directly entered Jinling University to teach after she came back.
It can be said that the best years of her life have been deeply marked by Jinling University, and she is even more familiar with this campus.
At this time, Chen Xueqian's question suddenly inspired all her love for this campus in her heart.
Just before she could speak, Chen Xueqian took the first step and waved his hand to interrupt her.
"Don't be in a hurry to tell me, I can't remember, you'd better sort it out in words, and it's best to be beautiful. Lend it to me for reference when it's done. ”
Regarding Chen Xueqian's request, Zhang Yu agreed without hesitation.
At this point, the two have nothing to talk about. Although Zhang Yu was extremely excited to learn that Chen Xueqian was her idol, the identities of the two made her very uncomfortable.
As for Chen Xueqian, he didn't know what to say. He really didn't have a deep impression of Zhang Yu, if it wasn't for the other party talking to him twice, he might not even be able to call the other party's name completely. In this way, the two fell silent for a while.
Walking from the administrative building to the main road, Chen Xueqian turned to Zhang Yu who bowed his head on the side and said, "Otherwise, let's walk here together, you and I can tell me about the time here, and give me some inspiration and inspiration." ”
"Good!" Zhang Yu's heart was about to jump out of his mouth at this time, and he didn't dare to say a word.
Chen Xueqian was really helpless about this. Silently, along the main road, slowly walk past the North Building, past the University History Museum, then to the West Building, through the Great Hall, and then to the 1919 Monument. I have seen the small building of Pearl Race, and I have also visited the former residence of Sun Yat-sen.
As they walked around the historic campus, Chen Xueqian stood there with his eyes closed in contemplation.
Zhang Yu looked at him with his eyes lowered, his two hands full of dance, and she couldn't help but be a little surprised in her eyes, but soon she understood what Chen Xueqian was doing!
For there was a hoarse, low singing voice spitting out of his mouth.
You are in the morning light of the North Building, and you cherish your time
I was on the lawn of the small garden, reading books and pillow scriptures
If you have time to say goodbye, you can sit and express your life together
Qinglan Lingyun, the story is extraordinarily beautiful
He loves to go to the alleys of the Xihe Road Mansion
Dig through the old books, read and think about the joys and sorrows
When Zhang Yu heard this, he couldn't help but look at the scenery in front of him in amazement. She exclaimed in her heart: "He sang on the Jinling campus!" ”
Chen Xueqian's voice is not good, and his singing voice is not beautiful, but such a somewhat simple but simple singing voice made Zhang Yu, a Jinling student, burst into tears instantly, and Chen Xueqian's singing continued.
He also admired the mottled walls of the auditorium
And laughingly called it "the shadow left by history"
He said that the ginkgo biloba on the autumn road was clear and yellow
"It's not as good as the scarlet cherry blossoms that are pulling branches from the wall
"Another year of tacit understanding and going to a good time together
"The words you gave inadvertently
"Make his quest more meaningful
"Negative mountains and vast seas, dedication
Listening to Chen Xueqian using his vicissitudes of voice to sing "Go to a good time together", Zhang Yu couldn't help but think of his former classmates, how many years they used to get along day and night, and where are they now?
"He wants to make up for your first greeting
"From a pure heart that has never been dusty
The memory when I first saw it seemed so unforgettable, did I remember the figure standing under the forest, or did I remember the boulevard that remained in my memory for a long time?
And the stinginess of time is not to be underestimated
1902, slipped away several generations once You are in the morning light of the north building, fluttering flowers and playing in the sun
I was on the lawn of the small garden, pretending to be sleeping
If you have time to say goodbye, use a porcelain bowl to hold half a braised duck
This body is safe, and the years are gentle and light
You are in the morning light of the North Building, and you cherish your time
I was on the lawn of the small garden, reading books and pillow scriptures
If you have time before the curtain ends, you can sit and express your life together
With the hard work of the phase, it is not difficult to continue the glory
Work hard, and the glory will continue by you
Jinling Mountain, Jinling City
The legacy of the Republic of China remains
Cheng Puwei, learn to do it
Honest Park Wei Dun line
Finally, in Chen Xueqian's approximate murmuring ending, a song ended, and Chen Xueqian turned his head to look at Zhang Yu, who was constantly wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.
After a long time, Zhang Yu stopped his tears and asked in a tone with some trills: "Why do you suddenly sing such a sad song?" I cried when I heard it, I hated it! ”
Seeing this, Chen Xueqian nodded and asked, "How about using this song as a song for a promotional video?" ”
Zhang Yu was stunned at first when he heard this, but then came back to his senses, and suddenly exclaimed: "This is what you just came up with?" ”
At this moment, Zhang Yu felt that his brain couldn't keep up. She was shouting frantically in her heart at the moment: This world is too crazy, if you don't want to be so exaggerated, just walk around the school, and this person can write such a propaganda song that is completely suitable for Jinling University. Is he really still human?
However, Chen Xueqian seemed to be unaware of this, and quickly made up his mind.
"It seems pretty good, so decided, thank you for walking with me for so long. I'll go back first, I'll have to find someone to compose the music quickly. ”
After speaking, Chen Xueqian turned his head and left without waiting for Zhang Yu's reaction. And Zhang Yu was completely stunned, and by the time he reacted, Chen Xueqian had already walked away with only one back left.
Zhang Yu saw that he couldn't catch up, so he could only walk back a little depressed. Her mouth kept saying, is this really human? Why can you write such a beautiful song?
However, what she didn't know was that Chen Xueqian was also quite entangled in her heart at this time. Just now he sang the song called "Nanshan Nan", and the lyrics of this song were naturally not like this. But in order to be able to shoot a good promotional video, he shamelessly plagiarized again.
plagiarized the works of Chinese people for the first time, Chen Xueqian's heart was still quite uneasy. I only hope that the singer in the future will not be depressed because of this. (To be continued.) )