Chapter 507: National Student Warlock Association
The light and soothing pace of spring in the books seems to have to speed up a lot under the whipping of the raging spring breeze and sand and dust in the capital, and the annoying poplar catkins have just stopped falling, and some young people who are more anxious than the pace of spring have begun to wear short-sleeved T-shirts and shirts, showing the vigor of youth.
On Sunday, at more than eight o'clock in the morning, the rising sun in the east already had a vicious artistic conception.
Outside the door of Zhongguancun Yinhai Hotel, Su Chunfeng got out of the taxi and walked leisurely to the building, he was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, looking exceptionally sunny and handsome.
He was invited today to attend a meeting.
National Association of Collegiate Warlocks.
It really sounds like that, but according to Song Ciwen, who personally sent him the invitation, the meeting was not initiated by semi-official figures such as Luo Tonghua, but was jointly funded and organized by Ouyang Yuan and Fan Yanzhi, former presidents of the Beijing University Student Warlock Association, and Zhuo Yingzhong, the former president of the Beijing University Student Warlock Association.
Of course, this kind of delegates-conference, which is a bit of a reckless group of heroes, must have been approved by Luo Tonghua and Li Quanyou, two figures who represent the official will.
For Su Chunfeng, an old man who has been a man in two lives, the initiation and convening of the National College Student Warlock Representative Conference made him feel a little ridiculous, and a group of young people have not really understood the rivers and lakes, so they have to be in the limelight to make such a name, which inevitably seems naΓ―ve and arrogant - those bigwigs on the Qimen rivers and lakes are not allowed to laugh and scold them in private, "If it is true that the newborn calf is not afraid of tigers, the sky is high and the thickness is unknown, so he wants to seize power in the rivers and lakes and drive away us old guys?" β
However, Su Chunfeng thought about it carefully, and he really couldn't look at the thoughts of this group of elites with a decadent old eye.
Besides, maybe this meeting is selling dog meat on a sheep's head, but it is actually a meeting secretly instigated and initiated by Luo Tonghua, Li Quanyou, and the officials they represent behind them.
At present, the college student warlocks in the country, as the president of the Beijing University Student Warlock Association, Su Chunfeng still has some understanding, with Beijing University, Huaqing, Kainan, Fudan, Nanjing, Zhongjiao, Xi'an Jiaotong, Hubei University, Guangdong University and other most well-known institutions of high school student warlocks the most, Beijing University ranks first, and the student warlocks in other institutions are relatively few, and some well-known universities only have one or two student warlocks in three or five years. Speaking of which, it is not difficult to understand the reason, there are few warlocks themselves, and even fewer warlocks who can go to university. In addition, there is another reason, probably this Qimen Jianghu, which has a very heavy traditional concept, is also affected by the whole society, and even many Qimen Jianghu families, sects, and schools of magic, whether it is the elders or the elite children who choose to study in universities, all advocate these nationally renowned colleges and universities, and feel that if you can't enter such a higher education institution, but go to an ordinary university, it is really a loss, it is better to give up your studies and devote more time to practicing magic.
According to the location of the meeting written on the invitation, Su Chunfeng took the elevator to the third floor, inquired with the service staff, and turned right to the conference hall.
Pushing the door in, he couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
Because in the huge conference hall, the rough sweep was almost full, and there were about seventy or eighty people, right?
Su Chunfeng's arrival did not attract too many people's attention, after all, all the people present are dragons and phoenixes among people, and the young warlocks with eyes above the top are gathered in the capital today, who knows whom? Su Chunfeng, who didn't like to be in the limelight, was happy with this situation, he lowered his head slightly, and walked leisurely to the back row of the venue - when he entered the door, he noticed that there seemed to be no place in the table in front of the seats in this meeting, and everyone could sit casually.
Before he could take a few steps, someone on the rostrum shouted: "Hey, Chunfeng, don't go to the back, come to the front." β
Su Chunfeng turned his head to look when he heard this, but saw Song Ciwen standing on the rostrum waving at him, and almost everyone in the venue looked at him in unison.
Su Chunfeng was puzzled, but he didn't think of anything else, smiled and beckoned to the front desk.
After a little silence in the meeting room, there was a lot of discussion:
"He is Su Chunfeng."
"I-, it looks like a normal look."
"It's pretty handsome."
"It is said that this kid has not only cultivated to enter the early stage of qi refining, but also can hardly shake the master of the middle stage of qi refining with his personal cultivation of the exquisite techniques passed down from the mountain gate."
"People are the same, I really don't believe he's so powerful......"
"Hey, Bao Buqi is really the inheritor of trickery."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
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Su Chunfeng walked to the front of the stage, shook hands with Song Ciwen with a smile and said, "Senior Song, don't come unharmed." β
"You, it's been almost two years since you arrived at Beijing University, and you sat on the chair of the president of the Beijing University Student Warlock Association together, why do you still have the temperament of hiding aside when you see this kind of occasion? I can't help you this time, ......" Song Ciwen smiled and pointed to the names of the table cards on the three long tables placed on the rostrum, and said with a smile: "Our old senior Ouyang Yuan and a few of us have discussed, Professor Luo also proposed a suggestion, specially arranged a place for you on the rostrum, the table names are all placed, where do you want to go?" β
"Don't, don't." Su Chunfeng was startled, and hurriedly whispered: "You don't know me, you are shy and shy by nature, don't you roast me on the fire." β
Song Ciwen smiled: "We're all for your good, don't be unappreciative." β
"I'm not sitting on the stage!"
"Don't shirk yet, this is the first National Student Warlock Representative Conference, which has epoch-making historical significance, you kid don't be ignorant, others can't grab this position." Song Ciwen said seriously: "And this is not without reason, don't say that the student warlock circles of various universities across the country, even the entire Qimen Jianghu, who has been the most famous in the past year or so?" Isn't it you Su Chunfeng...... So at this meeting, it is indispensable to mention your name, and it is indispensable to let you speak a few words, but if you don't speak, people who know you know that you are low-key and not good at showmanship, and people who don't know you will definitely slander you for playing a big name if you have a little fame, right? It is precisely for you to consider these problems that we simply arranged in advance, so that you can sit directly on the rostrum, and save yourself from the back when everyone mentions you in a meeting, and then you walk from the back to the rostrum, isn't that a little more suspicious of playing a big name? β
Su Chunfeng said with a bitter face: "If I knew this, I wouldn't be here today." β
"If you don't come, then you really think you're a big name and play tricks."
"Hey no, I said......" Su Chunfeng frowned and said with a smile: "Senior Song, why do I think you are here to calculate me for this National Student Warlock Representative Conference?" β
Song Ciwen scolded with a smile: "you!" β
"Yes, admit it!" Su Chunfeng nodded helplessly, and out of the corner of his eye, he saw Bai Xingyong, Zong Meng, and Lu Weiyang walking into the conference hall side by side, and made it to the first row under the rostrum, so he said hello to Song Ciwen, walked over and sat next to Bai Xingyong, and whispered sideways: "What kind of reputation is this meeting?" β
Bai Xingyong quipped: "The most popular award in 2000 was awarded to Su Chunfeng. β
"Don't talk nonsense." Su Chunfeng bumped him with his arm.
Zong Meng, who was sitting on the other side of Bai Xingyong, snorted softly, and said in a cold tone: "Formalism is nothing more than to curry favor with the upper echelons, expand its own influence, and gain more benefits in this new era, or seek more talismans." β
Su Chunfeng frowned slightly.
Lu Weiyang, who was sitting on the other side of Zongmeng, said with a smile: "Since ancient times, how can the Qimen rivers and lakes really be clean and have no forces for official use?" To put it bluntly, we have to bow our heads under the fence. β
Bai Xingyong pretended to be shocked and said: "Two, don't say anything, don't say anything." β
Su Chunfeng nodded with a wry smile, pointed to the name of his table on the rostrum, and said aggrievedly: "You see, I have begun to curry favor with the upper echelons." β
All three laughed.
Of course, they knew that with Su Chunfeng's temperament, he would definitely not agree to sit on the rostrum and become a celebrity. Therefore, when his table name appeared on the rostrum, it must be that the people who hosted the meeting prepared the table name without notifying Su Chunfeng, perhaps, this is what Professor Luo Tonghua meant, this kind of thing is what people like them are best at.
Just as he was talking and laughing, the mobile phone in Su Chunfeng's trouser pocket rang to indicate that there was a short message, he took out his mobile phone and looked at it, it was a message from Gong Xiaorui: "I officially work in Huateng, but I haven't seen your friend Mr. Yang." β
Su Chunfeng replied with a smile: "How is the treatment?" β
"A monthly salary of 5,000 has bonuses and various subsidies, thank you, Chunfeng."
"You're polite, work hard, remember to treat you when you get promoted."
"Well, I'm getting to work, goodbye."
Su Chunfeng put his phone back in his pocket and continued to watch the game with a smile on his face. After the last incident, Gong Xiaorui submitted a letter of resignation to the company the next day, and then worked in the company for more than a month before officially leaving and getting a lot of salary.
Obviously, it is Yang Shubin's face that is too big, and those people are afraid of Su Chunfeng, who has no details.
Bai Xingyong, who was sitting next to Su Chunfeng, leaned over and asked jokingly, "A text message from your girlfriend?" β
Su Chunfeng smiled and waved his hand without answering.
People kept walking in at the door of the conference hall, Su Chunfeng swept it with the corner of his eye, it was estimated that the entire conference hall should be filled with more than one hundred and ten people, and with the student warlocks who came behind, Professor Luo Tonghua also walked in, and next to him was a middle-aged man who was slightly younger than his age, in his forties, in a suit and leather shoes, Su Chunfeng judged that it should be Li Quanyou of North Luo Nan Li.
In addition, two young men, one man and one woman, who were under the age of 30, walked in and walked directly to the rostrum of the venue. Su Chunfeng paid attention to the name of the table card on the rostrum:
Luo Tonghua, Li Quanyou, Ouyang Yuan, Fan Yanzhi, Tian Zhi, Ding Guoguo......