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Xiao Dongmei stood there fixedly and looked at the pen in Wang Qian's hand.

The people behind saw that Xiao Dongmei in front had not left for a while, so they looked out curiously, and immediately saw the lines of text Wang Qian wrote on Xiao Dongmei's notebook, but they could not see clearly.

Wow

I couldn't help but let out an exclamation, and then moved forward, wanting to see the words written by Wang Qian up close.

At this moment, the people behind were also attracted, and they all curiously came to the front to take a look.

Then, everyone exclaimed.

"Wow, Professor Wang seems to be writing a new work."

"Who is that woman? Professor Wang actually wrote a new piece for her?"

"She's so lucky."

"Could he be Professor Wang's lover?"

"Xue Rong is still standing next to Professor Wang. What nonsense are you talking about? Xuerong doesn't even look angry. Shut up."

"I'll just take a look, I won't say anything!"

"Quiet, quiet! Don't disturb Professor Wang from writing lyrics."

"Quiet Shh"

The originally noisy sound immediately became quiet.

After all, they are all college students in the new era, and their quality is generally sufficient. Especially in this environment, with school leaders around and Wang Qian in front of us, everyone will naturally behave more competently.

So, calm down quickly.

Only a group of people quietly gathered around the table where Wang Qian signed and wrote.

However, everyone still kept a distance, standing behind Qin Xuerong and Xiao Dongmei, and did not crowd around Wang Qian. Instead, they stood in a circle a little further away, consciously leaving a lot of space for Wang Qian. Space.

But they couldn't see clearly what Wang Qian was writing. They all tried their best to stretch their necks, but they still couldn't see clearly, and they were very anxious.

Not far away, Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, Juliet and others were chatting.

Yang Jiansen wants Juliet to stay in Moyin: "Juliet, Professor Yu is your senior, and you will also stay at Moyin to teach. Professor Yu can guide you, and you can get familiar with and adapt to this place as soon as possible. I promise that you will not lose." Professor Yu’s treatment.”

Yu Zhongya also said helpfully: "Juliet, Director Yang is very sincere. In order to invite me to Moyin, he stayed in the hotel for two days. In the past few years, I have lived in Moyin. Very happy."

Yu Zhongya told the truth. His treatment at Moyin was very good. The school had arranged all his house, car and other daily necessities for him. He just needs to go to class and live with peace of mind, and the salary is basically useless.

Of course, this has something to do with him still being single!

However, he has no thoughts about Juliet because he is self-aware.

Although he also graduated from a world-famous school like New England, to be worthy of Juliet, it is not enough to have an academic degree.

So, Yu Zhongya simply invited Juliet to stay. It was indeed a pleasure to communicate with an alumnus.

Juliet glanced at Wang Qian over there and said, "Thank you, Director Yang, for your sincere invitation. However, I haven't thought about becoming a teacher yet. I'm still studying. If possible, I want to follow Professor Wang. Study for a while.”

Yang Jiansen and Li Jing were surprised. Only Yu Zhongya was calm and already knew what Juliet was thinking.

If there were still some doubts about Wang Qian before, now both Li Jing and Yu Zhongya feel that Wang Qian is qualified to teach Juliet, who graduated from the New England Conservatory of Music.

Li Jing said softly: "Professor Wang is the professor of Moyin!"

Yang Jiansen also said immediately: "Yes, Juliet, if you want to study with Wang Qian, you can further your studies in the Magic Piano Department. I can make the decision and let you come in right away with no fees. The school will also arrange a meeting for you. A house to live in. ”

Juliet glanced at Yang Jiansen and said with a smile: "Director Yang, as far as I know, Professor Wang is a professor in the piano department of the three schools of Magic Music, Yangyin Music, and Zhejiang Music School. Moreover, your three schools promised Professor Wang, He has the freedom and right to go to class. Even if he never comes to class, you can't force him, right?"

Yang Jiansen smiled awkwardly and said: "Indeed, we agreed to his conditions. However, Professor Wang is a person who is easy to talk to and very responsible. I will invite him with my sincerity. Come give lectures. I promise that I will invite Professor Wang to give lectures at least twice every semester.”

Juliet said softly: "I hope to study with Professor Wang, so that I will have more opportunities to ask for advice."

At this moment, Yang Jiansen was speechless.

He was unable to make Wang Qian a full-time professor of Magic Sound.

In fact, he is not confident that Wang Qian will come to take one class every semester in the future.

The competition is too fierce.

At this time.

Li Jing saw that Wang Qian, who was signing over there, was surrounded, and immediately said in surprise: "What happened to Professor Wang over there?"

Yang Jiansen was stunned, looked over quickly, and frowned: "What's going on with these students? Don't you have to behave yourself? Don't slander our institution in front of Professor Wang. You are really disobedient."

With that said, Yang Jiansen stepped forward, trying to get the students surrounding Wang Qian to disperse.

Yu Zhongya and Li Jing, two professors from the piano department, also followed Yang Jiansen up, wanting to help maintain order.

Juliet thought for a while and followed him, planning to get Wang Qian's signature and ask about the study in person.

However, when several people walked up to it and heard the exclamations and discussions inside, they all walked over quickly!

Is Professor Wang writing a new work on ancient poetry?

And, was it given to a student who wanted an autograph?

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Yu Zhongya immediately became jealous. They wanted to rush in and drive away the girl who was signing the autograph, and then replace them themselves.

All the poetry works that Wang Qian has published, whether they are ancient poems or modern poems, are absolutely excellent works. Although the three of them are studying music, they also like every literary work of Wang Qian very much. Naturally, I know the value and significance of Wang Qian writing a new song here!

Yang Jiansen’s face even turned rosy with excitement.

The three of them came to a circle of students. Instead of yelling at them to disperse them, they gently pushed aside the crowd and walked in.

Juliet was curious. She had just returned to China not long ago. Although she had seen Wang Qian's literary works on the Internet, this was the first time she had seen Wang Qian publish a new work live, so she was full of excitement. Surprised, and a little bit excited!

She likes Chinese culture very much and likes every literary work by Wang Qian, but her understanding of Chinese literature is not that deep.

Who is so lucky?

Can I get a new work from Professor Wang?

Juliet first glanced at Qin Xuerong, who was standing behind Wang Qian, and then saw the woman as calm as water standing in front of Wang Qian.

It's her!

Juliet immediately recognized this person as the one who had just asked the question in class.

When Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Yu Zhongya saw Xiao Dongmei, they recognized who this person was at a glance.

The thought of replacing it was immediately extinguished.

They don’t dare to force this person.

No

Su Jiangsheng and Wang Jingshan also walked in from behind.

The two also heard the discussion here and walked over quickly.

I saw it was Xiao Dongmei.

Su Jiangsheng smiled and said: "It seems that Professor Wang and Professor Xiao are really good friends."

Wang Jingshan nodded slightly, looking at Xiao Dongmei with a hint of envy.

As a literati, he highly recognized Wang Qian's attainments in the field of poetry. That kind of masterpiece is definitely what everyone wants.

When the students around them saw Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Yu Zhongya, they all consciously stepped back further, leaving more space in the middle. Now they couldn't see anything at all.

Then, Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, Juliet, and Su Jiangsheng and Wang Jingshan slowly came to Wang Qian's side.

Although, they don't want to disturb Wang Qian.

However, they were really curious to know what work Wang Qian was writing.

Is it another masterpiece?

However, a few people just wanted to take a closer look.

Xiao Dongmei looked back at a few people, with a rare seriousness in her eyes, which made them stop in their tracks.

Then, Su Jiangsheng smiled coquettishly at Xiao Dongmei and said in a low voice: "Dongmei, let's just take a look and don't say anything!"

Yang Jiansen also smiled. Under Xiao Dongmei's eyes, he, the host, was a little scared and didn't want to make Xiao Dongmei angry.

Xiao Dongmei nodded, ignored them, and turned back to look at Wang Qian.

A few people slowly walked to the table.

Shashasha

There was a rapid sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other.

As the head of the Chinese Department of Double Star, Su Jiangsheng was looking forward to it the most and wanted to read it. He immediately stretched his head to look at the text on the notebook.

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Juliet also quickly looked at Wang Qian's notebook!

Wang Jingshan felt helpless for a moment.

Because, he can't see it anymore, there is no place for him.

He didn't dare to push aside a few people and squeeze in. These people were the ones he couldn't afford to offend.

So, he could only smile bitterly, then stand outside, stretch his head, and look inside through the gap in the space between the people, but unfortunately he still couldn't see it!

Shashasha

Shashasha

The sound of paper and pen rubbing against each other is slow and powerful.

One by one, thin gold-style hard-pen characters appeared under Wang Qian’s pen.

A line of text has been written.

Everyone read carefully word by word, not wanting to miss any punctuation mark.

Bu Shuzi, Yong Mei.

Look at the title name.

Everyone looked at Xiao Dongmei with envy.

The divination operator must be the ancient Ci Pai.

Yongmei, the blind man could see that it was for Xiao Dongmei.

Beside the broken bridge outside the post, it is lonely and ownerless. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy.

Back.

Wang Qian continues to write.

There is no intention of fighting for spring, and once everyone is jealous.

After writing this sentence, the eyes of several people around me lit up, and they praised in their hearts: "Well written."

Xiao Dongmei's body stiffened even more, she clenched her hands together, she was very excited, and there was a trace of glistening water brewing in her eyes.

It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same.

As Wang Qian wrote each word, the last sentence was completed.

Su Jiangsheng quickly read it again from the beginning, and felt that the more he read, the better it became. When he saw that Wang Qian had finished writing, he couldn't help but want to say something.

Yang Jiansen was also about to say a few words of praise.

But.

Xiao Dongmei and Qin Xuerong made a silent gesture towards them at the same time.

Let everyone be quiet!

Su Jiangsheng and Yang Jiansen, the two department heads of the two schools, had to swallow the words that came to their lips.

Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Juliet also all had slightly red faces. They were obviously a little excited, but at the same time they looked at Qin Xuerong and Xiao Dongmei curiously. I wonder why these two didn't let everyone talk?

Isn’t it already finished?

However.

They all looked at Wang Qian carefully.

It was then discovered that Wang Qian did not sign at the end and frowned slightly, seeming to be thinking about something.

He didn't even raise his head to look at them, as if he hadn't noticed the surrounding situation.

What is he doing?

The faces of several people were full of curiosity.

Could it be that you are not satisfied with this piece of work?

But

They read it carefully and thought it was another masterpiece.

At least, they believe that in the field of chanting plum blossoms, they are no longer inferior to the few masterpieces they are familiar with and have been passed down through the ages.

Aren't you satisfied with this?

Involuntarily.

A few people felt a little ashamed and admired.

This is Professor Wang, a person who is so strict with himself.

But

They quickly suppressed many thoughts in their hearts.

Because.

They see.

The pen in Wang Qian's hand began to move again.

Xiao Dongmei's eyes were full of excitement, her hands were tightly entangled in her lower abdomen, looking at Wang Qian and the words on the notebook, many wonderful emotions grew in her heart.

Why

I met you so late?

A huge regret appeared in Xiao Dongmei's heart.

Others looked curiously at what else Wang Qian wanted to write.

Wang Qian continued to write words one by one.

"Wind and rain bring spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring."

“The cliff is already covered with hundreds of feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches.”

In an instant, everyone present except Juliet saw that this was another piece of fortune-telling.

And it’s still Yongmei’s.

So, Wang Qian didn't even write a new title, but just continued it at the end, obviously still using the same title of Bu Suanzi Yong Mei.

Su Jiangsheng, Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, and Yu Zhongya all stared at Wang Qian without blinking, for fear of missing any detail.

They have a feeling that they may be remembered for what happened today.

Juliet felt very wonderful. For the first time, she deeply felt the mystery and beauty of traditional Chinese culture.

After all, she grew up and went to school in England. Although she spent several years in the capital as a child, she can speak Chinese and recognize Chinese characters, but she does not have a deep understanding of traditional Chinese culture.

This time, it was the first time for her to feel the mystery and inner beauty of Chinese traditional culture.

As a result, Wang Qian became mysterious and dazzling in her eyes, as if he was the most charming person in the world, making her reluctant to look away for a moment.

Shashasha

Words fell one by one again.

Wang Qian wrote the last two sentences in one go.

"Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only repays spring when it comes."

"When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs in the bush."

Finished!

Wang Qian felt relieved.

Write down the feeling in your heart.

Although, in essence, these two fortune tellers are not his own works, he is just a porter.

However, when he saw Xiao Dongmei's temperament and smile just now, he immediately thought of these two works. He felt a little fluttering in his heart and wanted to write them out.

So, he followed his heart.

Write these two works of the same name.

Finished writing.

The thoughts in my mind became much smoother.

Wang Qian smiled slightly and wrote the signature at the end - Wang Qian, giving it to his friend Xiao Dongmei.

After writing, Wang Qian handed the notebook to Xiao Dongmei in front of him, raised his head and said with a smile: "I happened to have some inspiration just now, so I couldn't help but write it down. I feel it fits you very well, so I gave it to you."

Xiao Dongmei stretched out her hands, took the notebook solemnly, looked at Wang Qian with her watery eyes as if to surround him, and said softly: "Thank you, Professor Wang, Xiao Dongmei will remember it for a lifetime."

Wang Qian still smiled and said: "You are my first literary friend."

Xiao Dongmei gathered her emotions, glanced at Qin Xuerong, gave Qin Xuerong a smile, and then replied to Wang Qian: "You are also my first real friend. In the future, I may live in the Magic City for a long time. I hope I have the opportunity. Ask Professor Wang again.”

Wang Qian was a little surprised. He knew that Xiao Dongmei was a professor at Shancheng University, but he didn't expect that the other party would now say that he wanted to live in the Magic City for a long time. Why?

He didn't ask any more questions.

Because, he saw a lot of people crowded around him, and now was not the time for a detailed chat.

So, Wang Qian just replied: "Yes, you can come to my house as a guest when you have time, and you and Xuerong can also become friends."

Wang Qian really admires Xiao Dongmei, a talented woman.

His own family members know his own affairs. No matter how others praise him, he himself will never forget that he is just a porter.

Compared with the truly talented geniuses in this world, he is still far behind.

So, he will not underestimate or ignore the geniuses in this world.

On the contrary, he admires Xiao Dongmei, Liu Shengnan, Chen Xiaowen and others, so he will respond to each other when they interact with him.

Qin Xuerong smiled at Xiao Dongmei, with a hint of envy flashing in his eyes.

She envied that Xiao Dongmei could be written into two ancient poems by Wang Qian, and maybe they would be passed down in the future.

However, she only has a hint of envy, but does not have any jealousy or jealousy. She also owns the song "Zhi Xuerong" to tell Wang Qian's longing and love for her, and it has been spread around the world. She has Happier than anyone else.

"Hello!"

Qin Xuerong stepped forward and shook hands with Xiao Dongmei: "If you have time, come to Haidilao for dinner. I'll treat you."

Xiao Dongmei smiled slightly at Qin Xuerong, with a flash of envy in her eyes. She nodded and smiled gently: "Okay, we will have time to get together then. I won't disturb Professor Wang and continue signing. I want Professor Wang and Xue Rong, you also want to end things here as soon as possible so that you can go back and rest."

Qin Xuerong nodded: "Well, you are right, see you next time."

Xiao Dongmei smiled and nodded: "See you next time!"

After saying that, Xiao Dongmei turned around and smiled at Yang Jiansen and others, and said to Su Jiangsheng: "Director Su, I'm going back to rest first."

Then, Xiao Dongmei left under the envious eyes of several people.

Of course, dozens of pairs of envious eyes around her followed her closely.

Among them are Ruke, Yan Ru, Zhu Qiqi, Xiong Jia, and Yang Zixuan.

As well as Chen Xiaowen, Sun Jing, Xu Xiaoxiao, Yu Jingruo, and Li Qingyao.

Everyone looked at Xiao Dongmei with envy in their eyes.

Yang Zixuan directly whispered to Ruke and the others: "If possible, I would trade my life for Xiao Dongmei."

Xiong Jia said calmly: "Maybe in Xiao Dongmei's eyes, your life is not worth Professor Wang's new work."

Yang Zixuan turned around and glared at Xiong Jia: "Jiajia, you have become bad."

Xiong Jia smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment!"

Yang Zixuan snorted and ignored Xiong Jia.

Ruke looked at Xiao Dongmei's back and said regretfully: "It's a pity that I couldn't see what Professor Wang wrote to Xiao Dongmei. With Xiao Dongmei's character, she will definitely not publish it. If Director Yang and the others and Wang If the professor does not make it public, the work written by Professor Wang to Xiao Dongmei may never be exposed and will become a work that only belongs to Xiao Dongmei."

"Xiao Dongmei is so lucky. Why did Professor Wang write a work for her alone?"

Ruke's tone was envious and confused.

This is a question on the minds of almost everyone present.

Why did Wang Qian write a work for Xiao Dongmei alone?

Many girls in Moyin have jealousy and resentment in their eyes.

Aside from being pretty, having a better figure, and having a better temperament, what else is so great about this woman?

However, most people feel that Wang Qian is definitely not that superficial about Xiao Dongmei's appearance and temperament.

What's more, Qin Xuerong was standing next to Wang Qian. Qin Xuerong was not angry and even shook hands with Xiao Dongmei to say goodbye.

Among these

There must be things that outsiders don't know about them.

Su Jiangsheng's mind was still full of the two works written by Wang Qian just now, so until Xiao Dongmei left, he didn't react and was still mumbling words.

"Beside the broken bridge outside the post office, I am lonely and without an owner. It is already dusk and I am sad alone, and it is even more windy and rainy."

"There is no need to struggle for spring, and all the flowers will be jealous. It will be scattered into mud and crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same."

Su Jiangsheng’s eyes became brighter and brighter as he continued to talk.

"Wind and rain send spring home, and flying snow welcomes spring. There are already hundreds of feet of ice on the cliff, but there are still beautiful flowers and branches."

"Qiao doesn't fight for spring, she only repays it when it comes. When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she smiles in the bush."

Su Jiangsheng thought.

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Juliet all listened quietly.

The surrounding students who wanted to sign saw that Yang Jiansen and others were still surrounding Wang Qian and refused to leave, so they did not dare to continue to ask for signatures.

Wang Qian frowned slightly and said to Yang Jiansen: "Director Yang, can you continue?"

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Juliet suddenly woke up and knew that they were blocking the way.

Su Jiangsheng also suddenly woke up, looked at Wang Qian with excited eyes, and said urgently: "Professor Wang, good words, good words! I have read many ancient poems praising plum blossoms, but Professor Wang's These two works are no longer inferior to those ancient plum poems."

“I used to watch the excitement on the Internet and see Professor Wang release his works. I was very shocked when I sat in front of the computer and watched. Now I stand here and watch Professor Wang write two masterpieces with my own eyes. It’s better to feel the charm than to meet.”

"Professor Wang, someone on the Internet once called you the first person in modern poetry and the first young person in Chinese literary circles. I still have some doubts about this statement. Now, I strongly agree."

"Your talent is truly the most unfathomable among people I have ever met."

Su Jiangsheng spoke a lot in a hurried tone, expressing the shock in his heart and his admiration for Wang Qian all at once.

He no longer cares about his identity, and directly regards himself as Wang Qian's fan in public.

He is a relatively pure scholar, so he is more easily impressed by Wang Qian's talent, and now he is willing to be Wang Qian's fan.

Wang Qian smiled at Su Jiangsheng: "Director Su is overly complimentary, I just suddenly had inspiration."

Li Jing looked at Wang Qian and asked curiously: "Did Professor Wang get the inspiration after seeing Xiao Dongmei?"

Everyone looked at Wang Qian curiously, wanting to know the answer and mystery.

Wang Qian still smiled and nodded: "Well, that's right. Xiao Dongmei's temperament and smile just now were very artistic. I suddenly thought of something, and then I couldn't help but write it down. Several people laughed. ”

A few people thought about it and found that Xiao Dongmei did have some of the temperament written in Wang Qian's two poems, which is very rare among modern people.

Su Jiangsheng said hurriedly: "I dare not, it is our honor to witness the birth of Professor Wang's two masterpieces with our own eyes."

Yang Jiansen also nodded in agreement: "Yes, this is our honor. Professor Wang, please continue signing autographs for the students. We will wait for you here. When it is over, I will treat you to dinner and treat you well. Fan, thank you for coming to our Magic Sound class today.”

Wang Qian looked at the time, shook his head and said: "Forget it, Director Yang, it's still early for dinner, so I won't have dinner with you. Xuerong and I will go back. As for the lecture, I am Professor Moyin, I should do it once in a while when I have time to give lectures. Don’t say thank you. Just go and do your own business. I’ll sign it here for you, and we’ll go back ourselves. No need to trouble you. ”

Yang Jiansen also quickly shook his head: "No, Professor Wang, I can't stand it."

Wang Qian waved his hand to interrupt Yang Jiansen's words and said decisively: "Director Yang, stop talking. It's settled. If you keep talking, I may never come to Magic Sound again."

This move - General!

Yang Jiansen was at a loss immediately and could only agree with a wry smile: "Well, everything is based on your wishes, Professor Wang. If you are tired, then go back and rest early. I will arrange a car to wait for you at the door. After signing I will send you and Xuerong back to rest immediately."

If Wang Qian really stopped coming to Magic Music because of him, he knew that the teachers and students of the Piano Department and the Folk Music Department, as well as the school leaders would not let him go, and he himself would not let him go.

Wang Qian nodded, did not continue talking to Yang Jiansen, looked at the students behind him who had not come forward for a while, and said loudly: "Students, continue to line up, come one by one."

Yang Jiansen also immediately shouted: "Everyone, continue to line up in the order just now, cooperate with Professor Wang to sign autographs, don't waste time, hurry up!"

The students immediately resumed their formation and continued to line up in front of Wang Qian.

Wang Qian took the notebook handed over by the student and continued to sign.

Yang Jiansen, Li Jing, Yu Zhongya, and Juliet all gave way.

Juliet was a little disappointed. She kept looking at Wang Qian, but Wang Qian didn't look at her, as if she didn't exist.

However, she is confident, and in terms of appearance, temperament and figure, she is number one here!

She felt that Qin Xuerong and Xiao Dongmei both lost to her in appearance.

However, Wang Qian didn't even look at her.

The other students around, whether they were boys or girls, looked at her many times intentionally or unintentionally. Even Wang Jingshan and Su Jiangsheng looked at her twice.

Only Wang Qian didn't look at her and just ignored her.

This is an artist who has escaped from vulgar taste!

Juliet gave Wang Qian a preliminary definition in her mind, and then when she looked at Wang Qian, she admired him even more.

Su Jiangsheng and Wang Jingshan walked aside.

Wang Jingshan didn't see what Wang Qian wrote just now. He heard Su Jiangsheng read it again but didn't hear it clearly. He only knew that Su Jiangsheng was talking about Yongmei's work and immediately asked in a low voice: "Director Su, Wang What is the work the professor wrote to Xiao Dongmei? ”

Su Jiangsheng glanced at Wang Jingshan, and then said: "Pay more attention to Professor Wang's Weibo. If he is willing to publish it, you will know."

Wang Jingshan was stunned. He didn't expect Su Jiangsheng's answer. He immediately asked: "Director Su, wouldn't it be better if you just told me?"

Su Jiangsheng smiled slightly and said: "Xiao Wang, this is what Professor Wang wrote to Professor Xiao. I don't dare to spread it out casually. If it is to be released, it can only be released by the two of them. I will not do it for you. ! ”

Wang Jingshan looked at Su Jiangsheng with wide eyes, then looked back at Yang Jiansen and others.

Su Jiangsheng seemed to know what he was thinking, and said: "Xiao Wang, don't pay attention to Director Yang and others. They won't tell you. You should wait for Professor Wang or Professor Xiao to publish it."

Of course, Su Jiangsheng knew that with Xiao Dongmei's character, he would definitely not publish these two works. It would depend on whether Wang Qian would publish them on Weibo or Qianqian's anthology and share them with everyone.

Wang Jingshan frowned and asked, "Professor Wang asked you not to spread the word?"

His tone was slightly dissatisfied. Since Wang Qian had already written it, he should let everyone know about it.

Su Jiangsheng shook his head: "No, Professor Wang didn't say that."

Wang Jingshan asked: "Did Xiao Dongmei say that?"

Su Jiangsheng still shook his head: "Professor Xiao didn't say that either. Don't ask, we make the decision ourselves. Don't ask me about this matter. I'll go back to school first. You can continue to think about it. If If you are willing to come to Moyin, you can work as an acting lecturer in our Chinese Department first, and I will make you a full-time teacher based on the situation."

Finished.

Su Jiangsheng patted Wang Jingshan on the shoulder, then turned and left. He walked quickly, wanting to catch up with Xiao Dongmei who left first. He also wanted to see two more works written by Wang Qian.

Wang Jingshan was stunned. He watched Su Jiangsheng leave for a long distance before he regained consciousness and opened his mouth.

He wanted to ask: How about giving me formal treatment as promised?

It hasn’t even been a day and you have become an agency temporary worker?

Wang Qian continued to sign.

"What is the classmate's name?"

"Ruke!"

Wang Qian looked up in surprise and saw that it was Ruke, a contestant he had met on the The Voice stage. He smiled and said, "It's you, why are you here in Shanghai?"

Ruke was dressed very casually and youthfully today. No one would doubt that Moyin was an undergraduate student. It was completely different from the mature and serious expression he showed on stage before.

Looking at Wang Qian, Ruke smiled: "If I said that I brought a few classmates from Xihu City to attend your class, would you believe it, Professor Wang?"

Wang Qian shook his head affirmatively: "I don't believe it!"

Ruke blinked, then smiled and said: "I don't believe it either, Professor Wang, please sign your name for me to prove that I came to attend your class."

Wang Qian brushed and wrote his name, finally signed the note and gave it to Ruke, and then returned the notebook.

Ruke took the notebook and looked at it, bowed gently to Wang Qian again, then turned and left, waiting for the rest of the band.

"What is the classmate's name?"

"My, my, my name is Yang Zixuan, Wang, Professor Wang, you, you, hello"

Yang Zixuan was a little nervous and stuttered a little. After taking the signature written by Wang Qian, she gave a ninety-degree bow, and then quickly came to Ruke's side with a red face.

The other three members of the Baojia Street Band performed better. After getting the signatures one by one, they didn’t stay too long and left together. They planned to rush back to West Lake City immediately. They could rehearse a few times in the evening, so they took the time to prepare for Prepare for the next performance.

The Baojia Street Band reorganized too late, and the training time together was too short. They must spend more time and energy to have a better understanding.

"What is the classmate's name?"

"Well, Professor Wang can just write about Yaoyao."

A soft voice came.

Wang Qian instinctively wrote his name quickly, but when he heard this voice, his movements stopped for a moment, then he quickly finished writing, and at the end he wrote: Give it to Yaoyao!

Then, Wang Qian calmly looked at the familiar figure wearing a mask standing in front of him, smiled, handed the notebook back, and said, "Do you like listening to my class?"

Seeing Wang Qian's smile, Li Qingyao's eyes became a little moist, and tears would fall down at any time. Her voice was trembling and choking as she said, "I like it very much. Professor Wang's class is great."

Wang Qian nodded: "Then next time, when I give music lessons, you can come and improve yourself. It will be good for you."

A line of tears fell from his left eye, and Li Qingyao nodded: "Yes, I understand, thank you Professor Wang."

She recalled what Wang Qian said that day when they were discussing divorce in the music bar.

Talent is enough.

Then, she glanced at Qin Xuerong, who was standing beside Wang Qian generously, and then quickly turned and left. Without waiting for Yu Jingruo, she strode directly outside.

Wang Qian took one more glance at Li Qingyao's back, then shook his head.

He can probably understand and know Li Qingyao's mood.

But he won't care about it.

Look to the next person.

Wang Qian couldn't help laughing: "You're here too!"

Yu Jingruo was also smiling. When he smiled, the light around him seemed to be much brighter, like a fairy descending to earth.

Qin Xuerong was also a little surprised and recognized at a glance that this was the woman with amazing temperament whom Wang Qian had seen last time when he was giving a lecture at Zhejiang University.

Yu Jingruo looked at Wang Qian: "Well, I'm here to listen to art too."

Wang Qian: "How was the harvest?"

Yu Jingruo: "I have learned a lot. I really want to keep listening."

Wang Qian looked at Yu Jingruo, images of her in his memory kept coming to mind, and he said softly: "Jingruo, let me give you a poem."

Yu Jingruo's body trembled slightly.