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In the evening, six o'clock. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the sun sets, pale golden light shines through the bright floor-to-ceiling glass windows and shines on Wang Bishan's face.

He sat in his study, pen in hand, thinking about what he was writing.

Suddenly, the phone rings.

When he picked it up, it was an unfamiliar number.

Originally, he didn't want to answer it, but the phone kept ringing for a long time, so he answered and asked, "Hey, who are you?" ”

"Hey, hello, I'm a taxi driver, I pulled a guest at noon today, he used my mobile phone number to call you, his things fell on my car, are you here to pick it up?"

Wang Bishan was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly agreed, and after that, he trotted out of the community, and sure enough, there was a taxi waiting there.

"Master, this is the guest's thing." The taxi driver handed over a book.

"Books?" Wang Bishan was a little strange, flipped through it, but it was a printed and simply bound book, not even a name, no author or anything.

Wang Bishan thanked the taxi driver before turning over the book and walking back.

"Part I, a multi-civilized world?" Wang Bishan was stunned.

What kind of book is this, actually writing about civilization?

It's a lot of guts!

He quickly flipped through it.

Unfortunately, there was no table of contents, so he could only flip through the titles of each chapter to determine the general content.

"Chapter 1: A New Era ...... in World Politics"

After reading the catalog roughly, Wang Bishan was directly dumbfounded.

This author has so great ambition that he wants to sort out all the civilizations of the world?

For a moment, he looked up and left and right.

"There's a chair there, go there and look."

He hurriedly trotted over, sat down, put the book on his lap, and read page by page.

Seeing this, Wang Bishan suddenly plunged headlong into the sea of books.

The light gradually dimmed, and after a while, the street lights came on, but Wang Bishan still read hungrily.

The more he read, the more he was amazed by the book!

This is definitely the greatest book of the twenty-first century!

He commented in his heart.

When he was reading the fourth chapter of "The Clash of Civilizations", the mobile phone suddenly rang, it was his wife calling, and he hurriedly said: "I'm reading a book in the community, don't wait for me to eat, I'll come back after reading it." ”

By the time Wang Bishan finished reading "The Clash of Civilizations" in one go, it was already past ten o'clock in the evening.

His wife waited for him for hours.

"You go back first, I'll go find Wang Liping." Wang Bishan said as he stood up and walked out.

On the way, Wang Bishan called Wang Liping while driving: "Hey, Lao Wang, who wrote that book you left in the taxi today, it's really well written, I think he is definitely the greatest book of the 21st century."

Who is the author of the book, Lao Wang, you must contact the author immediately for me now, we must find ways to get him to our International College, Lao Wang, let me tell you, the reason why our School of International Relations has not been able to break through is because of the lack of a master at the level of a master, the author of this book is fully capable of this important responsibility, I have never seen this book, it should not have been published yet, right? Wang, hey, Wang, are you listening? Did you hear what I said just now, contact the author immediately, if possible, the two of us will visit him in person now, we must take him down, no matter what the price is, I have already driven over, and I will be at your house in ten minutes at most, you hurry up, this matter cannot be ambiguous......"

On the other end of the phone, Wang Liping was stunned.

What's going on?

Didn't you say you didn't agree during the day today, why did you suddenly change your hexagram again?

Before Wang Liping could figure it out, Wang Bishan arrived.

"Hey, Lao Wang, what are you doing in a daze, hurry up! Did the author get in touch? Wang Bishan asked in machine-gun-like language.

Wang Liping looked at Wang Bishan blankly, and then asked, "Why did you change your mind?" ”

"What change of mind?" Wang Bishan was confused.

"Su Qin? I told you during the day to invite Su Qin to our academy, didn't you insist that you disagree? How did you change your tune now? ”

Yes?

Wang Bishan froze for a moment, his eyes bulging like bull's eyes.

After a while, he stammered: "Old Wang, you mean, this book was written by Su Qin?" ”

"What do you say?" Wang Liping glanced at the other party.

Airplanes!

Wang Bishan only felt that the sky in his head was cracking for a while, and he didn't react for a while.

So excellent book! A book destined to make a world sensation!

He turned out to be written by Su Qin! The one who sang, Su Qin! The Su Qin who made the movie!

Oh, my God!

Wang Bishan doesn't know how to describe his feelings at this moment!

A layman can write such an earth-shattering book....... This..... This makes them insiders and practitioners embarrassed!

However, after coming back to his senses, Wang Bishan immediately made a decision: "Lao Wang, contact Su Qin immediately, since this book was written by him, then just like you said, we must pull him to our academy!" ”

Wang Bishan's tone was decisive and resolute.

"You? Are you sure? This time it was Wang Liping's turn to hesitate, this change was too fast.

Wang Bishan said word by word: "Lao Wang, although I still can't accept this fact, but since this is true, then we must react, we are the dean and vice president of the School of International Relations, and we have the responsibility and obligation to make our greatest efforts and contributions to the development of the school."

For so many years, the two of us have worked hard, and the academy has been developing, but you know, we have encountered a bottleneck, and this bottleneck is that we lack a master-level expert, you can't do it, and I can't do it.

But if this book is really written by Su Qin, then he can do it, now, this book has not been published, so at this time we go to Su Qin, the most appropriate, think about it, if this book is published, the world's top universities will find his door, will he still look at us at that time? So, Lao Wang, hurry up, we'll visit us in person now! ”

"But it's getting late!" Wang Liping looked at his watch.

It's already eleven o'clock.

"It's a little late, but it's hard to say he hasn't rested yet, has he? We can't afford to miss any opportunity! Hurry up, get dressed, and leave. ”

Wang Liping was stunned, and had to say, "Okay, then you wait for me." ”

On the way, Wang Bishan said while driving: "Lao Wang, I think so, since Su Qin asked you for help, then why don't you help him write a preface again?" In addition, I would like to discuss with him in a while to see if he can submit the book to our Kyoto University publishing house for publication......"