"Dean Qiu, I remember..."
Feeling that he didn't need to stay any longer, after throwing this sentence, Ouyang Xing walked directly towards the door, and then left.
Qiu Zhiming's face turned red, his tongue kept spinning but he couldn't speak, as long as he thought of the forces behind Ouyang Xing, he felt terrified.
But unfortunately, he didn't have time to explain a word until Ouyang Xing left.
In the end, Qiu Zhiming with a pale complexion turned his head to look at Su Qiubai.
Taking a deep breath, he forced himself to remain calm, otherwise he might be really worried that he would pounce on this bastard.
There is such a hateful person in the world who specially let himself offend Ouyang Xing.
But at the same time, thinking of the great gift prepared by Su Qiubai next, the whole person's heart is full of bitter anticipation.
"Teacher Su, come with me to the meeting!"
After saying this, he left the office first.
The old driver here thought it was quite fun. What exactly did Qiu Mingming prepare for himself? Can you even swallow this breath
Grinning, he greeted the worried Wen Xiaoshu, and he also left the office.
In fact, Qiu Mingzhi's conspiracy was very simple, and it was still in yesterday's manuscript.
Because that thing had to be handed over to the school, in the end dozens of academies would be evaluated together, and the last three would be criticized in front of the school leaders.
That's fine, the final result will be the formula on the school's bulletin board, and it will be embarrassing for the whole school at that time.
Originally, Qiu Mingzhi had no right to intervene in this kind of matter, but the teacher who was appraised by the teaching office happened to have a good relationship with him, so after handing in the manuscript yesterday, he had already greeted him.
Su Qiubai... must be the last one!
He doesn't care about the embarrassment of the Faculty of Arts, as long as he can get rid of the bad breath in his heart, he doesn't care about anything now!
There was no hesitation at the teaching office, and they agreed directly.
It may be difficult for someone to be the first, but it is too easy to be the last!
So yesterday afternoon, the results of the evaluation of this manuscript came out.
Faculty of Arts... Su Qiubai is the last one!
It is difficult to evaluate such literary things. If some personal views and opinions are added, there will be no uniform standard.
Therefore, rather than asking Su Qiubai to go to a meeting together, Qiu Zhiming just wanted to embarrass Su Qiubai!
And not only to accept the criticism of the school leader, but also to accept his criticism, and to add all the shame suffered by the entire academy to him alone.
It is conceivable how much Qiu Zhiming hates Su Qiubai, and at the same time... how narrow-minded he is!
However, there are always some surprises. For example, when Qiu Mingzhi notified Su Qiubai to go to a meeting just now, some unexpected guests came to the teaching office.
The president of the Huaxia Literature Research Association, Lu An!
And several other literary giants who also have a pivotal position in the entire Chinese literary world!
The reason why they came here this morning is for the upcoming cultural exchange competition!
As the most famous university in China, the venue of the competition was set at Beidu University, so today Lu An and the others came to talk to Fan Wencheng, as well as some old colleagues and friends about it.
Coincidentally, there is an old professor at the Teaching Office, named Tang Yicheng, who has a very good relationship with Lu An!
Now that he has arrived at Beidu University, Lu An must be going to see him, and this time, he is also planning to invite him to have a look at the cultural exchange competition.
Several people entered the office. After hearing that the old man in front was the famous Lu An, a group of teachers put down their work and came over to say hello.
In fact, if you think about it, you can understand how a Huaxia in Nuoda who can become the president of the Literature Research Association is so ordinary!
It is no exaggeration to say that apart from those veteran figures in the Chinese literary world, Lu An is the well-deserved number one!
"Old Tang, when did you give me what I asked for last time?"
After sitting down and chatting for a few words, Lu An happened to have a stack of manuscripts in his hand, while he glanced at them, he continued to chat.
After that, he was stunned, his big eyes stared as if he had seen a ghost, and he looked at the name on the front of the manuscript without blinking.
Tang Yicheng over there hadn't noticed anything wrong with Lu An, he still smiled and said, "Some things are delayed, I'll send it to you when I finish it..."
After speaking, and after waiting, he didn't see that Lu An wanted to talk to him, and his eyes were still looking at the table.
Finally, this weird behavior caught the attention of many people around, especially Tang Yicheng, who frowned slightly and couldn't understand why Lu An was staring at those manuscripts.
At this moment, Lu An raised his head, but he picked up the top manuscript.
Then, he looked at Tang Yicheng, his voice seemed to tremble uncontrollably.
"This manuscript... was written by this person?"
Tang Yicheng was stunned for a moment, and his eyes were also looking there.
It is clear that Su Qiubai is written on the cover, but he doesn't understand what Lu An means...
This is written on the cover, what else could it be if it wasn't the author's name
Why does my old friend feel a little confused.
But when Tang Yicheng was puzzled, the old people who followed Lu An all opened their mouths.
Su Qiubai! It's that damn name again!
But... I will see you here!
At this moment, they just thought that Tang Yicheng had also received Su Qiubai's critical manuscript, but they didn't think much about it.
But only Lu An noticed that in front of Su Qiubai's name, there were three words... Academy of Arts!
What does this mean
It means that Su Qiubai is in the Faculty of Letters of Peking University!
Although there may be many people with the same name and surname, but being able to be in Peking University, there is already a considerable possibility that this person is the Su Qiubai they are looking for.
If this is the case, then there is really nowhere to find it, and it will take no effort to get it!
"Old Tang, tell me quickly, is this Su Qiubai from your school?"
Not hearing Tang Yicheng's answer, Lu An couldn't help urging again.
But this time, several other talents finally reacted.
"What? This Su Qiubai is at Peking University?"
"Really? Really here?"
"I saw it. This is their school's manuscript, which is different from ours!"
Soon, the faces of the few old people who came to understand together were full of excitement, and even flushed a little.
Only they themselves know how lively the Chinese literary world has been recently because of this person named Su Qiubai!
Even this kind of exaggeration can be compared with the international literary awards.
Everyone was guessing the identity of the person who signed Su Qiubai on those mysterious manuscripts, but no one got an accurate answer.
Could it be that today... this mystery is about to be revealed
These old people looked extremely excited, but Tang Yicheng still looked bewildered.
What's the situation? Are these old guys crazy? Staring at a manuscript written by my school teacher, I was ecstatic...
Moreover, that manuscript seems to be the last one in this competition!
Although Tang Yicheng really wanted to know what was going on, Lu An and the others had no intention of explaining it at all, so they got together and began to study it impatiently.
Only after their research can it be truly confirmed whether this is that Su Qiubai.
After all, the name can be faked, but the level cannot be faked.
So the office quickly fell silent, Tang Yicheng pretended to scratch his head anxiously, but none of these old friends spoke, they just kept silent while reading the manuscript.
However, as they read the manuscript a little bit later, the expressions of these people began to change.
From seriousness, to shock, and finally to helplessness...
Finally, after more than half an hour, they raised their heads holding the manuscript.
"A masterpiece! This is definitely a masterpiece!"
"I never thought that someone could write such a thing, five thousand years, and only one copy!"
"Unbelievable, unbelievable!"
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Looking at Lu An and the others as if possessed by a demon, Tang Yicheng was still in a constant state of bewilderment.
What masterpiece? What only this one
Is that the manuscript... But isn't that the bottom one