At least outside the arena, a group of girls around Mo Sheng were already excited by Ying Hui's demeanor and charm.
"Wow, he's so handsome, I recognize him even if he's older."
"Please! Who said he is old, others are only thirty-four years old, okay? They are young and strong."
"If I have this kind of husband, I need talent and talent, career and career, and looks and looks, and I have to go out and die."
"Forget it, this kind of person, you have to marry before he is developed, it is already too late."
"Hey, have you heard? When Ying Hui was still studying in our school, his girlfriend was the flower of our department at that time."
As soon as this sentence came out, the people around him who had been listening to the speech attentively were also attracted.
"What's your department?" a boy asked.
"Foreign language."
"And now? Are they still together?"
"I also heard what others said, it's not necessarily true." The girl emphasized first, and then began to say, "I heard that Ying Hui was very poor when he was in college and was admitted to the countryside, but there are many talented people in the mathematics department. The perverted places are very famous, and later they caught up with the Department of Flowers, which was recognized by our department at the time. It is said that the relationship is very good. Unfortunately, when the Department of Flowers was graduating, he accepted the pursuit of the son of the head of the department in order to stay at the school. Ying Hui gave up the domestic research institute. work abroad.”
"Ah, the daughter-in-law of the head of the department, aren't you the one who preaches the history of English literature to us? Didn't you just hear that she was divorced?"
"God, no, do you think she will regret her death now?"
"Who knows!" The girl stuck out her tongue, "These are the last time our dormitory took a scholarship and invited the counselor to eat. The counselor said it, and it is very credible."
The chirping discussion continues lively, with celebrity pasts and privacy a topic of perpetual public interest.
Mo Sheng pursed her lips and looked up at Ying Hui, who was in high spirits on the electronic screen.
Ying Hui rarely mentioned his past to her. Maybe she was only twenty-three or four years old at the time. In the eyes of Ying Hui, who had passed away, she was still a little sister.
Only once did Ying Hui occasionally say: "I used to have a girlfriend at C University, she's very smart and beautiful..." Then she stopped, feeling that she didn't have enough.
Mo Sheng, who didn't know the reason at the time, said, "My ex-boyfriend was also very good."
"Oh?" Ying Hui smiled, "Then your boyfriend is not as lucky as mine."
Mo Sheng still remembers the look in his eyes at that time, the contradictory loneliness and pride appeared in the depths of those usually turbulent and calm eyes.
I haven't seen anyone around Big Brother Ying in all these years. Maybe he, like himself, can't let go of people from the past, Mo Sheng thought in confusion.
Unconsciously, the speech was coming to an end, and the host stood up: "If it ends now, will everyone feel unwilling and regret?"
The bottom answered loudly: "Yes!"
"So next is a free question and answer, the time is half an hour, everyone hurry up."
The atmosphere became more lively than ever, and students rose up one by one to ask all kinds of tricky questions. The free question and answer can best reflect a person's agility. It is obvious that Ying Hui is quite good at this point, and his witty and witty answers have won rounds of applause.
In today's speech, Ying Hui is worthy of the title of "the pride of C University" in every aspect.
"Please, these boys are so boring."
Several professional questions in a row made the girls bored, and they had no interest in computer, technology, or whatever.
At this moment, the microphone passed to a girl.
The female student stood up and cleared her throat: "Mr. Ying, I want to explain first, this question is not what I want to ask, it was my classmate who sent me a text message outside the venue, saying that if I asked this question for her, please ask me So for my free dinner, senior Ying Hui must answer me."
"Of course." Ying Hui had an excellent demeanor and raised his hand in a "please" gesture.
"Well, that's it." The girl skillfully paused, and when the audience fell silent, she said loudly, "Excuse me, are you married, do we still have a chance?"
The audience exploded because of this issue, and the boys whistled to applaud the courage of the girls.
However, in such a lively atmosphere, the man who had been swaying freely on the stage was obviously lost.
He still kept his original movements, but his thoughts seemed to be detached. The whole person seemed to be taken to another world by this unexpected question, forgetting that there were audiences in the audience. The students who watched the close-up of the electronic big screen outside the field could even see the sadness in his eyes that could not be hidden.
Gradually, the venue fell silent, the students looked at each other, and there was no sound.
The girl who asked the question also began to have anxiety on her face.
The host thought this question had violated Ying Hui's bottom line, and hurriedly stood up to save the scene: "This female student, the question you asked is privacy, you won't be a paparazzi disguised to sneak in."
The students did not cheer, and let out scattered laughter.
The assistant's reminder made Ying Hui come back to his senses in time, and made a gesture to stop the host: "It's okay, I just suddenly remembered my wife. I haven't seen her for a while."
In the unintelligible voice below, Ying Hui answered affirmatively: "Of course, I was married."