"The president is here!"
The classroom of the Literature Research Institute was crowded with people, and it was very lively.
Yan Sihan pushed the door quietly and walked in, step by step to the center, the boiling crowd gradually seemed to be silenced, and the crowd quietly and subconsciously stepped aside to carve out a passage for him.
Countless people looked up to him with admiration, and it was obvious that he had a very high status in everyone's mind.
Su Tan looked at Yan Sihan curiously, and couldn't help admiring the moment he saw his true face. Sure enough, the elegant and elegant demeanor is even more shocking than the hasty glance in front of the window just now.
Yan Sihan is tall and slender, tall and straight, although he does not have a very powerful aura, but the temperament of the elegant scroll is still quite sparse and elegant, with a bit of extraordinary elegance.
When he opened his mouth, his voice was even clearer and more generous.
"This is the first group activity in the new semester, everyone is welcome."
Everyone in the club clapped their hands and responded enthusiastically. The next moment, all the people present took their seats one after another. Yan Sihan raised his hand and gently invited every freshman who joined the league this year to come on stage and introduce himself.
Obviously, many freshmen have already prepared for this, and some even took a draft speech to the stage, took a deep breath, and calmly spoke to many senior seniors in the audience, the focus was undoubtedly on their beautiful resume superior.
"I am Joseph Green and my father is Hector Green."
As soon as the famous contemporary epic writer Laurel came out, he immediately attracted the interest of many old seniors in the audience, and they all raised their eyes to look at the young man on the stage.
Hector Green is known as the king of contemporary epic biographies. He is very good at creating long and majestic epic biographies, and has a high reputation in the entire northern region and even the empire.
Therefore, as his son, Joseph Green deservedly became the focus of attention. As soon as he finished his speech and stepped off the stage, he was accepted into the front row seat by the brightly dressed seniors with an arrogant demeanor, and the other freshmen who watched were extremely envious.
It is possible to do something like Joseph Green, after all, there are only a few. Most of the freshmen who were ignorant and mistakenly entered the Literature Research Institute were not prepared at all, and reported to the Literature Research Institute purely out of interest and enthusiasm.
Not to mention that the family has never had a big name in the literary world with a long history and a prominent background, and even their own elementary school composition has failed!
Right now, even if I want to casually come up with a beautiful self-introduction, I can't come up with it.
Immediately, several freshmen were sweating profusely in anxiety, and they were so nervous that they almost couldn't even walk. They were pushed by their companions before they staggered onto the stage.
Such a ignorant look made many old club members with vicious eyes lose interest at the sight of it. They lowered their heads or looked at the time, or quietly chatted and laughed with the people next door.
The freshman who was suddenly pushed onto the stage turned pale with nervousness, and his mind went blank. Encouraged by Yan Sihan, the freshman finally found his way of thinking after stuttering.
"...The first literary work I came into contact with was Su Tanda's "The Era of Conquering the Earth [Quick Travel]", which is full of fanciful and dazzling fast-traveling worlds, which made my blood boil..."
Talking about the first novel he read, the freshman immediately lost his infinite tension, and his tone became more and more fluent. In the end, he was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and he made a big phone call.
Such a smooth performance obviously brightened the eyes of many freshmen who were also nervous and apprehensive, and they all played in this direction.
"...my favorite novel is Su Da's "Unlucky Amy", which I snatched back from my little nephew. Obviously this is a true children's literature story. At first, I thought it was under the age of five My children read it, but I didn’t expect it, and I couldn’t stop after reading it. The cheerful country life, the picturesque large wheat fields and rich food, and the interesting brushstrokes made me thoroughly interested in literature.”
Changed to the next freshman, and the tone of excitement was the same.
"I actually wanted to apply for the major of archeology and earth culture after reading Soochow University's "Expedition Notes". I didn't expect that this year's ancient earth culture major was full of students, so I had to transfer to the literature major."
The previous person left the stage with great regret, and another came up to the stage, and announced frankly with high spirits: "I am here to join the Literature Research Society because of the University of Suzhou!"
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Listening to the enthusiastic speeches of one freshman after another, the seniors who were not paying attention at first and casually chatting about the situation of the summer vacation that just passed, slowly stopped chatting and watched silently one after another passing by on the stage. newborn.
Although they didn't open their mouths to speak, their faces were cold to the enthusiastic freshmen on the stage, and they didn't respond in the slightest. Instead, there was a bit of unkind sarcasm in their scrutiny and upward eyes.
Su Tan
In the hearts of many members of the old society with prominent family backgrounds, Su Tan, a young literary newcomer who became popular overnight, really didn't take him seriously.
Especially in their daily social circle, there are often contemporary writers, literary figures, and uncles who are familiar with them, so why would they take a fledgling newcomer writer like Su Tan with a background in online literature
Therefore, compared to the enthusiastic introduction on stage, many old community members in the audience looked at each other meaningfully, raised the corners of their lips, and showed a meaningful and playful smile.
When it was Su Tan's turn to take the stage, he happened to pass by the first row where the members of the old society were sitting, and heard a sneer that was almost a whisper, "... Su Tan? There really are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings."
Su Tan's eyes narrowed, but the corners of his lips curled into a smile, and he stepped onto the stage briskly and calmly.
As soon as he turned around, he had a heroic appearance and a clear demeanor, and when he spoke, his voice contained a smile, was firm and resolute, and was exceptionally nice.
"Hi everyone, I'm Su Tan."
With one sentence, many people in the audience were taken aback for a moment, and then they raised their heads in astonishment in disbelief.
Even though there have been rumors that Su Tan, the current hottest best-selling author, chose to join the Literature Research Association, but just when Su Tan entered the door, he stood quietly in the corner and did not attract much attention. He was not the only one with black hair in the field, and he was greatly distracted.
Therefore, Su Tan came to the stage suddenly, and declared his identity in a clear and calm voice, which immediately caused a slight commotion among the many freshmen and old students sitting in the audience.
Not to mention how excited and excited the countless freshmen who confessed just now, even the old club members sitting in the first row of An Ran, their cold faces did not loosen at this time, and their scrutinizing eyes quickly looked him up and down, but their But his back straightened involuntarily, and his whole body entered a state of cautious vigilance.
Seeing the strange scene in the audience, Su Tan was relaxed and comfortable, with a smile on his face, and a clear and crisp voice, and he saluted with a bit of teasing: "Sorry, I just seriously recalled it, and there are no literary geniuses or fame in my family. Yuan Yang's ancestors."
This sentence was obviously a powerful response to those who proudly told about their family's glorious history before, and the eyes of the old club members in the front row of the audience turned cold, and they looked at him fixedly.
Although they didn't look angry, there was a little annoyance in the depths of their eyes.
A man sitting in the front row stared at him, his eyes were like a knife, not letting go of the slightest change on his face, and sneered: "Then what do you have?"
Su Tan smiled, his tone was calm as usual, but full of determination.
"I have a big box of books I wrote, and every bookstore, every shelf is filled with works. If I'm ashamed—"
His voice paused, his face was full of smiles, and he joked, "It's just that you don't have a good father like you?"
As soon as the voice fell, there was a burst of laughter from the seats in the back row of the classroom. Countless freshmen, who had been nervous and nervous all afternoon, could no longer hold back their hearty laughter, clapped their hands enthusiastically, and whistled eagerly to Su Tan.
Such a calm counterattack is simply gratifying!
When he was almost rebellious, the old club members in the audience looked ugly and burned with anger, feeling that their face had been greatly swept to the ground.
They glanced at Su Tan coldly. Even though they didn't embarrass him in public due to club activities, their feelings towards Su Tan were all bad, and they fell to the lowest point.
Seeing Su Tan walk down the stage calmly with a gurgling smile, many old members of the club looked solemn and secretly decided that after he formally entered the club, they would be able to figure out how to deal with him...
Amid the warm applause from the freshmen, Su Tan leisurely returned to his seat in the corner.
Colin, the roommate in the same dormitory, was excited, but at the same time grabbed his sleeve and tried to lower his voice, worrying about him. "I'm afraid what you said just now will offend people. The Literary Research Society is like this, forming cliques, embracing the circle, worshiping and respecting the big names in the literary world. You openly insulted them, I am worried... in the future in the Literary Research Society. Stumble."
Colin was worried, but he saw Su Tan looked sideways at him with a smile, and said in a relaxed tone, "Trouble?"
Colin nodded hastily.
Although the Literary Research Society is a student association organization of Imperial University, it is no different from a small society, directly connected to the core circle of contemporary literature. Many literature majors even flocked to sign up for this popular club, aiming at the huge network of literature research clubs.
The son of Hector Green, the king of contemporary epic biography, the favorite nephew of the evergreen Absolen Lindsay, the favorite young son of Jesse Kidd, an expert on the history of philosophy... and interstellar literature Yan Sihan, the son of the chairman of the committee, is all the nephews of noble figures who play an important role in the literary world.
As long as you can make good friends with these descendants of celebrities in this small university literature research club, you will have huge advantages and conveniences after graduation and enter the literature-related field, and you can gain a firm foothold in the fiercely competitive literary circle.
Many people can understand it clearly, so when facing the old club members who are superior and show off their prominent status and family all the time, they can only swallow their anger and let them be picky and contemptuous.
He is the only person who can tear apart this network of relationships as clearly as Su Tan.
Facing Colin who was deeply worried, Su Tan slightly raised the corners of his lips, smiled lightly, and responded: "No matter who gets in the way, I will not consider joining this club."
This choice greatly exceeded Colin's expectations.
There are very few people who can be invited by the Literary Research Association to join the club. They are either people with prominent family backgrounds, or people who are indeed talented in literary writing.
It is the dream of countless people to be fortunate enough to enter this club, which is equivalent to paving a bright road for yourself and stepping into the gate of the literary world with half a foot.
Who would give up such an opportunity
Moreover, today in Imperial University, a high-end literary forum was organized by the school. Many fathers, uncles, and uncles who had a place in the literary world of the students present were invited to attend the forum, which further encouraged these family backgrounds. Distinguished and extraordinary student arrogance.
For a while, with sharp eyesight, he will definitely not be used to Su Tan's banter and ridicule.
Colin hesitated to speak, trying to persuade him but couldn't speak. After the first association meeting ended, he saw Su Tan walked up to Yan Sihan with ease, and expressed his attitude with a neither humble nor overbearing smile: "I'm sorry, my writing and creation time is relatively tight on weekdays, and I don't have extra time. Time to join the club."
As soon as he said this, Yan Sihan knew it was an excuse. He can even guess the reason why Su Tan doesn't want to join this club.
but-
Several old members of the club who passed by looked angry, as if they were offended, and this rejection to him was unacceptable.
Only their Literary Research Institute has always rejected others. How can anyone openly reject them
The members of the old society were suddenly offended, they all stopped and stared at Su Tan coldly.
However, Yan Sihan, who was surrounded in the middle, didn't show any anger, and said softly, "Okay, let's cooperate first if we have the opportunity."
Many noble and arrogant members of the old community couldn't bear this bowing their heads to show weakness, they stiffened their necks, and couldn't hide the sullen faces on their faces.
Su Tan raised his eyebrows with a smile, half a smile but not a smile. He thought to himself, these young people are hot-tempered and quick-tempered, fortunately they met him, if they met the big cousin...
Su Tan shook his head and smiled lightly.
As soon as he opened the door and came out, he was followed by a group of noble young masters with ugly faces. He saw Hayden raised his head and stood upright. He was standing not far from the corridor with a large group of people. A speech was heard in the ears.
And those people—
Several people behind blurted out in astonishment, "Dad, why are you here? The forum is over?"
"uncle!"
"Uncle?"
Standing in the crowd of literary giants, Hayden raised the corners of his lips, and calmly raised his voice: "Ah Tan, come, let me introduce you."
Su Tan: :-D