Time goes back to 105 years ago, Kangyong No. 1 Middle School was still an ordinary county middle school, well, it is still the same, at most, it is a tall one in a small county, and a year is not as good as a year.

I still remember that when the school celebrated in 90, Wang Yongren was still in high school here, and the founder of Dragon Chip was invited to give a speech.

Five years ago, the centennial celebration was the most powerful, and Wang Yongren, who was just beginning to show his reputation, also received an invitation to the school celebration, but he did not come back to participate.

On this 105th anniversary, Kang Yong No. 1 Middle School did not make a special event, but only tried to invite this great writer alumnus whose new book was on the shelves for a short time, but Wang Yongren came.

"Writer Wang, welcome back."

A phaeton and two Volkswagen cars were parked at the gate of Kangyong No. 1 Middle School, and the current principal Chen Fu led a number of school leaders to greet them, and greeted the big writer who had just gotten out of the car.

Knowing that the alumni of the great writer were coming back to participate in the school celebration, Chen Fudi invited the old principal of the year, Tong Yong, who retired in Wuzhou to recuperate, and Li Lianxing, the head teacher of the class where the writer Wang was back then.

"Hello Principal Chen. Teacher Li, Principal Tong, long time no see. ”

shook hands with Principal Chen in front of him, and Wang Yongren shook hands with the two long-lost teachers.

"Wang Yongren, I really can't imagine that you are now a world-renowned writer."

Holding the hands of former students, Li Lianxing was also full of sighs.

He didn't expect that this student, who peeked at the library borrowed classical Chinese in class and was caught by him many times, has now become a world-renowned science fiction writer.

"Teacher Li, this is thanks to your tolerance back then."

For this class teacher, Wang Yongren is still grateful.

Back then, he stole many times, and he was not called a parent, and every time the head teacher confiscated the books, he would return them to him, so that Wang Yongren could return them to the library.

Well, this can be regarded as Wang Yongren's experience of fighting wits and courage with the head teacher back then, after all, it was rented from outside, and after being confiscated by the head teacher, he had to wait until he graduated, and the deposit in the rented bookstore was cold.

Only the library can be intact, but there is nothing popular in the library of No. 1 Middle School, and Wang Yongren can only choose classical Chinese such as "Romance of the Qin and Han Dynasties" when he reads.

Perhaps, this is also the reason why Wang Yongren was able to become a part-time street author in his last life.

"If I knew that was the case, I would have asked you to read more books."

"Hahaha"

After a while of greetings, Wang Yongren briefly walked around the current No. 1 Middle School campus under the leadership of the school leaders, and finally sat in the school conference room drinking tea and chatting.

After learning that the library of No. 1 Middle School had not yet been renovated, Wang Yongren actually sponsored 1 million yuan for the renovation of the library and the purchase of books.

In addition, Wang Yongren also set up a 'Qiuren Scholarship', which devotes 500,000 yuan per year to students from poor families and rewards students with outstanding performance.

As for the construction of the new school building, that is a matter for the relevant departments, and Wang Yongren will not overstep his responsibilities.

Since he came to participate in the school celebration as a 'writer alumnus', Wang Yongren naturally only did his part, giving a brand new library to the younger students of No. 1 Middle School.

The establishment of the Qiuren Scholarship can also put these bonuses on the bright side and really help those students in need.

These two things are far better than sponsoring huge sums of money to build new school buildings.

"Writer Wang, we would like to ask you to give a speech to the younger students of No. 1 Middle School, I wonder if you have time?"

After receiving such two generous sponsorships, President Chen, whose face was full of joy, took the initiative to make a request.

In fact, this 105th anniversary, except for the lectures of some well-known old alumni, there are basically no other activities.

"Okay."

It is rare to return to the old high school, and Wang Yongren did not refuse.

In early September, when the weather was a bit hot, Wang Yongren revised Principal Chen's suggestion to let the students take stools to the stadium and changed it to an indoor basketball court.

Soon, more than 2,000 students and hundreds of faculty and staff from No. 1 Middle School were sitting neatly in the audience on the indoor basketball court, and Wang Yongren just asked people to set up a stool in the middle of the basketball court, roll up the long sleeves of his shirt, and start his speech with the microphone in hand.

"Some people say that there are countless possibilities in everyone's life, just like countless parallel worlds of themselves"

There is a brief introduction of him on the campus billboard, and Wang Yongren did not open his mouth to introduce himself, but directly opened his speech in the form of science fiction.

In the face of such an eclectic way of speaking, the noise in the entire basketball court quickly subsided, and only Wang Yongren spoke through the microphone to everyone's ears.

Many female classmates who are overflowing with girls' hearts, looking at the handsome writer senior who is in the limelight, their eyes are full of caution that can't be concealed.

There's no way, this senior is too handsome and temperamental!!

The boys in the school, even the handsome guys who play basketball, are LOW compared to the big writer senior with long sleeves rolled up his shirt!!

"If I want to send a blessing, I just want to wish you all youth without regrets and no regrets."

didn't talk about any big truths, Wang Yongren just briefly talked about a few possibilities in life, including what happened in his previous life, as if he remembered it vividly.

Twenty minutes later, Wang Yongren ended today's speech with a blessing.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa"

As the words of the senior writer fell, all the teachers and students in the audience stood up and applauded at the same time.

Before the change, the students felt that the people who spoke above talked too much nonsense and hoped to end it early, but this time they felt that the great writer senior said too little and wanted the other party to talk more.

"Senior, please wait."

Just as Wang Yongren was about to get up to leave, a young girl in a school uniform and a black pleated skirt chased after him.

According to the previous communication between Wang Yongren and the school, there was also a simple question session, and the cooperating person was the president of the school's student union, whose name seemed to be Wang Zihan.

And the students who haven't gotten up yet, when they saw the microphone in President Wang's hand, knew that today's speech was not so simple.

Looking at President Wang's beautiful dress today, some of the boys couldn't help but howl a few times, and were glared back by the head teacher sitting in front of them, and the big guys all looked at the goddess in the eyes of many boys with great interest, and what kind of sparks would come into contact with the big writers and students.

"Hello, senior sister."

did not shake hands with the other party, Wang Yongren maintained the demeanor of a senior and did not squint.

I have to say that the development of girls is quite good now.

This girl who seems to be in her third year of high school, has a beautiful melon seed face full of collagen, a slender and well-proportioned figure of more than 1.7 meters, and a bit of a beautiful demeanor.

Especially the youthful atmosphere, which attracts the attention of older drivers.

"Senior Wang, I am Wang Zihan in the 14th session, and I grew up reading your books since I was a child."

Coming to the handsome writer senior, Wang Zihan's beautiful eyes blinked, and her eyes were like the rest of the girls, with a little starlight.

"When you say that, I'm a little old."

Listening to this schoolgirl's words, Wang Yongren replied with a chuckle.

"No, no, I just want to say that the book you wrote is very good."

Wang Zihan, who thinks that he is quite good among his peers, can't help but feel a little nervous in the face of this world-renowned writer senior, even if he knows that the other party is joking, he still defends himself a little quickly: "I want to say that the books you write, whether it is love or friendship, are very touching and memorable." When I go back to my dorm room in the evening, my classmates and I sometimes discuss your book and argue about the plot. ”

"Thank you for your support, but I still recommend you check back on the weekends when you have time. After all, not sleeping well at night is a woman's natural enemy. ”

Listening to the elementary school girl's tirade, Wang Yongren ended the topic in a mocking tone.

If we were to continue the discussion of his book, today's talk would have lasted a long time.

"Huh. The senior is really humorous. ”

With a smile on his face, Wang Zihan's heart was full of joy of being tolerated, and he lost his previous nervousness, and asked according to the process he had just envisaged: "Senior Wang rarely comes back to No. 1 Middle School, can you answer a few questions that we juniors and sisters want to know?" ”

"Yes."

Seeing that the other party got into the topic, Wang Yongren agreed and sat on two stools in the middle of the basketball court with the other party, just like an interview program on TV.

"Senior, a question that my classmates and I are very concerned about is how did you and your wife meet?"

After sitting down, Wang Zihan directly asked a private question, which caused screams and applause from the audience.

"Fortunately, this is a high school, and if I was at my junior high school alma mater, I would definitely not dare to answer this question, for fear of bringing the child to me."

I didn't make a communication plan in advance, but Wang Yongren didn't expect this elementary school girl to use a big move as soon as she came up, but she was not angry, and replied with a smile: "My wife and I met in our freshman year, and at that time, she was in charge of recruiting new students in the club, and I was attracted to her at first sight." After that, I went up to get the registration form, and when I was about to fill it out, I found out that it was a new recruit from the Pop Music Association, but I didn't have all five notes, and none of the songs I sang were in tune. ”

There was laughter around, and Wang Zihan also snickered, but there was some envy in his eyes: "Is the senior in love with your wife at first sight?" ”

"Sort of. At that time, my wife was the vice president of the student council, the president of the pop music association, and a bunch of titles as the head of the association, and I was a goddess in the eyes of countless boys in the school, and I was just a mediocre boy. However, there is a new definition of the interpretation of love at first sight on the Internet, which I think is quite good, that is, it starts with appearance, falls into talent, and finally ends in the heart. In the beginning, I was "

Listening to the love story of the seniors at first sight, from the campus to the wedding dress, the girls present all showed yearning expressions, even Wang Zihan, who was the interviewer, was no exception.

"Senior, I heard that you donated 1 million to the school for the renovation of the library?"

"Yes, although everyone is usually tired from studying, they also have to find time to accept the knowledge of the outside world. Perhaps, it will be difficult to find a job in the future, and you can also write books to earn hundreds of millions of manuscript fees. ”

"I also heard that the senior is going to set up a scholarship with a bonus of 500,000 yuan per year?"

"Yes, I hope that some younger students from ordinary families will no longer be troubled by the investment in learning, and I hope that you can surpass one session at a time."

"Senior, what are your daily hobbies?"

"Writing, fitness, and seeing the scenery."

exchanged several questions in a row, from love chats to writing, to daily hobbies, and time passed unconsciously.

"In the end, I got a random question from my classmates."

Playfully showed a small note to the senior writer in front of him, Wang Zihan, who felt that the other party was a little close, completely let go of his posture, showing the demeanor of a high school goddess: "This classmate wants to ask, what is the most regrettable thing in the senior's life?" ”

"My biggest regret may be that I didn't really work hard in high school, and I was only admitted to an ordinary second-class college. Although I later learned that I had worked hard and was a graduate student of Jiang University and a doctoral student of Yan University, the name of the first university in my resume could not be changed. However, I am also grateful to God for the opportunity to meet my wife. Therefore, everyone has to fight for their lives while they are young. ”

In the last sentence, Wang Yongren did not forget the original intention of this speech and cheered everyone up.

With a standing ovation from all the teachers and students, Wang Yongren ended today's trip to his alma mater and harvested a bunch of little fans.

As for the little fan brother, there may be, but there is a high probability that there are not many.

After all, human beings have developed for thousands of years, and jealousy and comparison between people of the same sex will never be avoidable.

"Senior, can I add your WeChat?"

After chatting with the school leaders for a while, Wang Yongren, who was about to leave, was a little surprised to see the elementary school girl who suddenly appeared.

There were several school leaders standing next to him, but the other party was holding a mobile phone to add WeChat, which was really bold.

However, today is the school anniversary, and the school is not so strictly managed, which is understandable.

"Okay."

Looking at the mobile phone waved by the elementary school girl, Wang Yongren also added a WeChat friend with the other party.

"Senior, I will work hard to be admitted to Jiang University and be your primary school girl."

got the WeChat of the big writer's idol, Wang Zihan happily ran back to the classroom.

"Huh."

Looking at the back full of youthful atmosphere, Wang Yongren chuckled, but he couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart.

Before he knew it, he was reborn for ten years, and it was 15 years since his high school career.

"Boss, there's a car outside, it seems to be Kangyong's senior squad leader."

Just as Wang Yongren was about to get into the car, he heard the report of Secretary Li next to him.

"Hmm."

Raising his eyebrows, Wang Yongren saw a black Volkswagen car driving over, and the license plate was very conspicuous.

The very sensible principal and members of the school council all quickly greeted him.

Teaching without understanding politics is unqualified.

"You don't have to worry about me, I'm just here to talk to Writer Wang about something."

After getting out of the car, Wang Youwei, the new squad leader, waved his hand to everyone, came to the Phaeton car in front, and said to the big writer: "Hello Writer Wang." ”

"Hello squad leader Wang."

Wang Yongren, who was waiting in place, responded with a smile.

"I don't know if Writer Wang is free, I want to invite you to a cup of tea?!"

For this great writer with a deep background, squad leader Wang also gave enough face and didn't dare to be too casual.

If it was someone else, he would just need to ask his assistant to make a phone call.

Before taking office, squad leader Wang asked the former squad leader Qu who was promoted to Wuzhou, and the other party didn't say much else, just clicked on this Wang writer.

If you want to make achievements in Kangyong and get the support of this great writer, it is indispensable.

There is even an opportunity to take Conyoung's economy to the next level.