Chapter 256: Northwest Historical Conference

When Senior Brother Xiao Su ruthlessly threw a little mouse to the four big cats to play, Xicheng University was putting up lights and hanging red banners, and the traffic police were guarding various intersections, directing and guiding vehicles in and out.

The "Northwest Historical Conference" has been going on for most of the day, and various universities, museums, and research institutes in the northwest have sent representatives, and various bigwigs in the domestic historical circles have also appeared one after another.

This can be said to be the largest historical event in the northwest region in the past ten years, and it is also a rare event in Xicheng.

Every summer vacation is the peak period of various societies, because domestic professors have teaching tasks, and they have no time on weekdays, and only during the holidays can they hold meetings everywhere to brush up their sense of existence.

School is about to start soon, so of course you have to hold back your strength and save a big one.

The bigwigs of all parties are taking turns to make reports, and at this time a middle-aged man on the stage is making a report: "Archaeology in the western region has always had its characteristics, since ancient times, most of them are nomads, and there are relatively few settlements, so the same civilization often has great mobility, and wants to ...... these civilizations."

Offstage, everyone was talking to each other.

The eyes of the person making the report on the stage flashed slightly, and he was a little unhappy.

What do you mean by that? I don't want to hear it, do I?

After settling down, he continued to report: "We have re-examined, coded and indexed all the existing cultural relics, and used big data ......"

The sound of the ear-to-ear exchange below is getting louder and louder, and even becoming a little noisy.

Finally finished his report, and the middle-aged man walked down from the stage and asked blankly, "What's wrong?"

I know my report is not wonderful, but your report just now is not wonderful, don't I still applaud with great ethics?

Everyone is blowing each other in business, feel the atmosphere of touting each other, what about your professional ethics?

Want a bad review?

Then he heard a familiar professor say, "Xiaobai has come to the northwest." ”

"Xiaobai is coming to the northwest?" the professor who made the report glared, "Didn't Elder Zou say that Xiaobai didn't come?"

As he spoke, his eyes drifted to Zou Lao, who was sitting in the front row and drinking tea calmly.

"I came last night, saying that I was here to teach, and I sang a school song at Landa last night!"

"Really, fake? I just came from Landa yesterday! Oh, I left half an hour early!

"Didn't you watch the news last night? and sang "Yanyan" ......."

It's a pity that I couldn't listen to Yanyan from the scene!

"Where is Xiaobai now?

"Teaching in Yamanaka County......"

"Volunteer teaching, this kid is really ...... emmm ...... "I wanted to say that it was a waste of time, but I felt that it was not kind, so I put up with it and still didn't say it."

"I've been to Shanzhong County, it's only 30 kilometers, call Xiaobai!"

If you don't come to our history conference, what kind of teaching are you doing over there, really, why don't you think of yourself as a historian?

"Call, you call?" The person who said this was immediately whitened, "Do people ignore you?"

Bai is an aunt with a big wave on her head, speaking of Xiaobai, she suddenly looked happy: "My Xiaobai is still young, of course I want to play more, what's the use of coming to this kind of conference, wasting my life, wasting time, sitting here listening to you babbling, listening to it stupidly, if it weren't for the beautiful scenery and reimbursement of travel expenses, I wouldn't have come to ......"

Next to him, the person in charge of the Northwest Historical Association and Westgate University, who are the organizers, has a dish-faced face.

Hey, don't say we're wasting our lives, okay!

We are a serious conference, a conference with historical status, a pioneering and innovative conference, and a successful conference!

Why don't we invite Gu Xiaobai to the conference?

However, they really don't dare to say this, Zou Lao, the teacher of Xiaobai, is sitting there, although Zou Lao is old, but he has not yet retired, he is still a person who stomps his feet, and can be shocked by the historical world, and the ruins discovered by Dongyuan University, Zou Lao has a great right to speak, they want to study it, and they have to look at the face of Zou Lao.

Someone's precious disciple, when is it your turn to interject?

But...... Please Gu Xiaobai?

For example, ask Gu Xiaobai to give a special presentation on music history research?

I'll go, won't it explode!

The leaders and organizers of several conferences were really excited at this time.

That's right, this conference is quite large, the level is quite high, and all levels attach great importance to it......

But when it comes to the impact on society, academia, and history, it is really ...... It is difficult to say everything, do your best, and do your best to obey the destiny of heaven......

Seeing such a high-level history conference, a message was posted on the official Weibo, and the major participating units tried their best to help, with less than 200 retweets and no more than 100 likes.

The reporters who came to interview did not add up to two hands, and none of the dog-biting news attracted much attention.

The big media have been on it, and there has been a long TV broadcast in Xicheng, but the real waves caused are simply negligible.

In fact, this is also a normal phenomenon in the academic world, the news of the academic world can't get out of the circle, and the bigwigs in the academic world are all passers-by outside, and their popularity is almost zero.

Only some popular programs that have been on the XX lecture hall can become academic stars, but these so-called academic stars often have nothing to do.

After all, real academics are not played by ordinary people, and they can't be played.

But everyone is ambitious, who doesn't want to make their influence bigger? If you can have more influence, it's easy to sell books, right?

And the Northwest Historical Society has been preparing for several years to prepare for such a conference, and naturally it doesn't want to sink without even turning a wave, and it won't even be able to sell a collection of papers......

As......

Invite Xiaobai?

Several people from the organizer came to Zou Lao and euphemistically expressed their thoughts about wanting to rub Gu Xiaobai's popularity.

Zou Lao smiled calmly and said, "This kid is usually so busy, it's better to play with friends more when you have a chance, so don't bother him......"

Kind, like an old grandfather holding his grandson.

Phew, why didn't you say that when you squeezed your own disciples and grandchildren, and threw them into the barren mountains and mountains to dig the soil as coolies!

Don't other people's kids need to play?!

But several organizers really didn't dare to turn their faces, so they could only lower their posture and persuade for a long time.

"Then try it for yourselves, and see if you can bring this kid in. Zou Lao didn't intend to be a villain, so he waved his hand very irresponsibly and left.

Nonsense, my teacher is upside down, okay!

Don't want to lower my favorability in Xiaobai's mind!

Several people looked at each other.

"What should I do?"

Half an hour later, several cars drove out of Xida and headed straight for Shanzhong County.

The teachers have all said, of course we have to go, please take a look.

If you can really invite it, then print Xiaobai's ultra-high-definition photo on the cover of the essay collection......

No, it is printed on the front cover, the second cover, the third cover, the back cover, and the middle color page, and it is all over!

Thinking of the grand occasion when major universities and scholars rushed to buy the collection of essays (writing) essays (true), a few people in the car laughed.