Ning Chunyan spoke in a thin voice that went straight into his ears, and Wang Zixu couldn't help but shudder.

He wanted to ask again, but Ning Chunyan did not give him a chance to refuse, and went to sit next to Shi Tonghe with a smile.

The prince felt like a lump in his throat, thinking about what he would say to Ning Chunyan after the party ended:

Maybe he could take off his coat and throw it in front of her, pat his thigh, and say in a pock-marked Zhang tone, I was in trouble on this mountain because my legs and feet were weak and I couldn't kneel down... No, resign;

Or he could look at her humbly and gently for a long time, and then ask her in a gentle tone, why do you think I resigned without mercy? Why did the leader let me go without mercy?

Or he could tell her honestly that drinking, socializing, and building relationships is a skill, and holding back wine is a profound knowledge. If you want to hold back wine, you can't just talk about wine.

You have to be coaxed to hold back a glass of wine. I am not very talented and cannot learn.

It was because he didn't know how to do this that he devoted himself to the path of literature. At that time, he thought that there was no need to build relationships to engage in literature.

Of course, these are all excuses.

Ning Chunyan had had a conversation with him on this topic a long time ago. He also said at the beginning, knowing that there are many such things in the literary circle, are you still willing to come in?

His answer was "I do".

Wang Zixu sighed. He couldn't refuse Ning Chunyan even if he took ten thousand steps back. He was the only man in the small "New Shang" magazine. Ning Chunyan had connections all over the world, but it was obvious that on the outside, he was just a person who was better than him on the inside.

A much younger girl. Could he escape from the battlefield?

This is like the forty years of the Shu Han Dynasty. The only one that could be picked out was Liao Hua. He could only serve as the vanguard and no one else.

He was able to take some time to take a good look at Shi Tonghe: Shi Tonghe was short in stature, with a square face, and not much hair, but what little hair he had was combed meticulously. His eyes were rather coquettishly almond-shaped, exactly the same as Shi Shuqiu's. His lips were slightly burnt,

And there are many wrinkles, which are the traces left by years of smoking.

He was making gestures and whispering something to the people next to him. Ning Chunyan was sitting a seat away from him, blinking his eyes and listening carefully, nodding his head from time to time, showing an innocent look.

By the shape of their lips, Wang Zixu could roughly tell what they were talking about. They were about economics, academics, and Nanjing University. They were some grand propositions that were very suitable for discussion on this occasion - but in any case, they had nothing to do with the little prince.

"Thank you teachers, I have finished my speech."

Shi Shuqiu bowed deeply on the stage, and there was warm applause from the audience. Shi Shuqiu walked down the stage with a smile on his face. When he passed by Wang Zixu, he bit his lips and whispered:

"Brother, your presentation of the ppt is too rough, and you can't keep up with many of the rhythms."

After saying that, he left. Wang Zixu exited the USB flash drive as if he had just woken up from a dream, stood up, and happened to meet the eyes of Professor Huang Xinghuo who was drinking water.

Professor Huang put down the water glass, smiled and nodded to him, and he nodded back. Just as he was about to walk up to discuss "Missing Kong Zhan" with him, Diao Yiwen quickly walked over and whispered to him:

"Go to the Shitong River quickly."

"What?"

"Go quickly!"

Wang Zixu was almost pushed to Shi Tonghe's side. However, Shi Tonghe and his party had already stood up, and surrounded by everyone, walked quickly outside the auditorium, as if to avoid the enthusiastic fans who were coming to sign autographs. He even

My son didn't even look at it.

"Old Shi!"

A student in the back row stood up and called forward with eyes wide open, holding a book high in his hand: "Sign your name for me!"

His voice silenced the auditorium for a moment, and then a louder sound suddenly came:

"Sign your name for us!"

"Old Shi, stay!"

Shi Tonghe had already walked out of the auditorium. A man in a suit raised his hands above his head, clasped his hands in the air, and said loudly: "Students, Teacher Shi has important arrangements next, and I can't stay any longer. I hope you will bear with me!"

After saying that, he turned around and walked out of the door.

Zhao Peilin put down the book he was holding high in his hand and turned to look at Xu Rongrong:

"Why doesn't he even look at his own son?"

Xu Rongrong said: "He definitely doesn't want to expose this relationship."

Zhao Peilin then turned around and saw Wang Zixu's back hurriedly following him out.

He wanted to follow him, but was suddenly pulled by a woman next to him:

"Are you Zhao Peilin, a disciple of Professor Zhong Junmin?"

Zhao Peilin was stunned, looked down and saw her stretched out hand, and quickly reached out to shake her hand.

"Yes, may I ask who you are..."

"My name is Duan Xiaosang."

"Duan Xiaosang?!" Zhao Peilin was surprised, "Are you the legendary new martial arts writer?"

Duan Xiaosang smiled: "That's too much praise. I'm just an ordinary book editor now."

Xu Rongrong poked her head out from behind Zhao Peilin and stared at her with suspicious eyes.

She added: "I heard that you have a lot of friends in the Chinese Department and know many people."

"It's easy to say, from undergraduate to graduate students, I can basically get the contact information of any current student."

"I want to ask you about someone, is that okay?"

"If it won't disturb the life of the person involved, I can help you connect the dots."

Duan Xiaosang blinked, looked at him and said: "The person I want to inquire about is a first-year student named Du Kezhu...

"After my investigation, I found out that she has several pen names, including Fei Tianzi, Murong Ying, and another one, Innocence Poet."

…

Wang Zixu followed the crowd like a henchman. The crowd formed a wall, surrounding Shitong River and moving forward. The water could not splash in, which reminded people of red fire ants drifting in balls.

Now is a good opportunity to build a good relationship with Shi Tonghe. Diao Yiwen pushed him over, obviously asking him to seize this opportunity. If there is an opportunity to say a few words to Shi Tonghe, or to assist Ning Chunyan, it would also be great.

.

Unfortunately, he now doubted whether his performance was a little too clumsy. He followed the crowd and no one chased him away. No one allowed him to talk to Shi Tonghe. Shi Tonghe didn't even notice that there was such a person walking behind him.

.

Shi Tonghe had been talking to the school leaders all the way, and he never stopped talking. There was no chance for anyone else to interrupt. Not to mention Wang Zixu, even Ning Chunyan could only follow him like a vase, not close but not far away.

Show a decent smile.

Just when Wang Zixu felt that he was feeling stupid all over, Ning Chunyan turned around to see him, smiled at him, said nothing, and quickly turned back, showing that he was listening to Shi Tonghe's words attentively. Wang Zixu felt a little more comfortable in his heart.

The crowd walked all the way until they arrived in front of a stretched car. Shi Tonghe stopped, took the school leader's hand and said:

"Just send it here, and we'll discuss it in depth tonight."

"Okay, okay." The leader smiled with a smile on his face.

Shi Tonghe pointed to the Ning Chun Banquet again: "You also have to come to the evening event!"

Ning Chunyan smiled like a spring breeze: "Of course. By the way, Teacher Shi, can I bring a member of our magazine with me?"

Shi Tonghe said: "Okay! What's wrong with that? You can bring your entire magazine company, including the little prince, and I'll see you."

Ning Chunyan said urgently in a low voice: "Teacher Shi, the little prince is a freelance writer. His identity has not been exposed so far. I only have his contact information and have never met him in person."

Shi Tonghe didn't seem to understand what she meant for a moment. He didn't understand the connection between what Ning Chunyan said and what he said. He just said expressionlessly: "Oh."

The leader of the school next to him said: "Teacher Shi, please be busy first. We are very sorry that we were not able to listen to your lecture this time."

Shi Tonghe laughed and got into the back seat of the car: "The level of Nanda is very high. What else can I, an old man, teach?"

"Can you come to our school to give a class next time?"

"There is a chance."

The car door closed, everyone stood at the back of the car and reluctantly raised their hands to say hello, and the car drove away.

Ning Chunyan stayed and chatted with the school leaders for a few more words. The school leaders deeply affirmed the great success of Ning Chunyan magazine. Ning Chunyan said a few words modestly and highly praised the support of the school leaders and the excellent atmosphere of NTU.

After chatting for a long time, the two parties formally said goodbye. Wang Zixu walked behind Ning Chunyan and waved to everyone in the school. Only then did people around the school leader realize that he was from the magazine.

Of course, no one asked Wang Zixu his name, so he waved goodbye again without any embarrassment.

Ning Chunyan remained silent and walked along the road in front of the library for a long time. After making sure that there was no one around, he threw the bag in his hand to Wang Zixu and started to vent his anger:

"He might as well not come!"

Wang Zixu knew what she was talking about and comforted him: "Even if he only comes here for a minute, he has already given me this face. It's already pretty good."

Ning Chunyan said angrily: "This is very treacherous. Are you here? You are here, but only for a while. Tathagata, no one can be offended."

Wang Zixu smiled bitterly.

When Shi Tonghe said he was coming, Ning Chunyan must have had an illusion. He hoped that he could follow from beginning to end, and preferably even go on stage to speak a few words to help the little prince stand up, even if he just made a few comments.

But Shi Tonghe only came here and stood there for less than half an hour without saying a word. The only time he mentioned the little prince's name was when he asked him to come over for dinner. This revealed that he had no regard for the little prince.

Don't understand.

Wang Zixu said: "Actually, what you just said was not good. Shi Tonghe asked the little prince to come over for dinner. If you answered like that, it would appear that you were trying to help the little prince. He doesn't understand the little prince, and will feel uncomfortable after thinking about it.

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To be continued...