Rebirth of the tea art man

Chapter 164 The Most Vigorous Freshman in the Past 30 Years

A few people reported their family names and got to know each other a little bit, so they knew each other.

Sun Zhixue is just as imagined, from a small mountain village in the southwestern region, in a valley, the kind where you have to go over mountains and mountains to go to the market.

Meng Wei, a native of Linzhou, has three generations of ancestors who are serious aborigines, and bought a house in Linjiang New City, a proper luxury residential area.

Although the taste is not as positive as that of Tianhai people, it is a bit aggressive, and it will pop up a few words of Linzhou dialect for you from time to time.

Lin Cheng, who is also from Jiangnan, could barely understand the general idea, but Sun Zhixue was at a loss.

As for Li Feng, he can be regarded as a native of the province, but he is a bit biased, the kind who almost crosses the line.

According to what he said, he has no big ambitions in his life, but he just thinks that one day he can go to Tokyo, which is said to be very hot, so that the girl who has a good life in her childhood will cry and call Yami Daddy.

Sun Zhixue brought some local products from his hometown - bacon!
Meng Wei brought a few boxes of expensive Mosleyan yoghurt.

Li Feng, a mobile hard drive - 1TB!

It is said that it took three months to carefully collect must-see masterpieces.After the whole summer vacation after the college entrance examination, he devoted himself to handicraft work.

Lin Cheng's self-introduction was much simpler, he just said a few words, and no one asked much.

Most people's impression of celebrities is that they are on TV, wearing bright and fashionable clothes, standing in the center of the colorful stage.

Once in reality, I wear ordinary clothes, no make-up, and no fancy BGM and follow-up lights.

Even veteran celebrities who have been famous for many years may not be recognized by ordinary people, let alone a newcomer like Lin Cheng who made his debut halfway.

Meng Wei didn't pay attention to these things, and Sun Zhixue had never been in contact with them at all. At most, Li Feng had a little impression, so he mentioned "I always feel that your name looks familiar".

That's it.

……

Enter the gate of Linzhou University, turn right and you will see the office building.

Lin Cheng followed the cleaning aunt's instructions and quickly found the dean's office of the Humanities College.

dong dong!

There were two knocks on the door, and an angry voice came from inside—"Come in!"

"Hi Dean, I'm Lin Cheng!"

Lin Cheng's gaze swept across the office.

Unexpectedly, I saw the older unmarried female counselor inside.

Sitting opposite, Huang Zhiqiang, the dean who is about to form a Mediterranean climate with sparse overhead, puts it there to play Go.

It was supposed to be a scene of immortality, but the atmosphere was ruined by a pile of cigarette butts in the ashtray.

Even if she was sitting in front of the dean, the female teacher did not change her true colors, with her legs crossed, a cigarette in her mouth, and she was like a big sister who was out of society.

"Teacher Jiang!"

Lin Cheng nodded slightly.

"Come on, sit down, sit down, you're welcome!"

Huang Zhiqiang waved his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the chessboard. He was killed in a mess, and he was about to throw.

"Uncle, why did you call him here? Looking for foreign aid?"

Jiang Wanru flicked the soot and dropped it again.

uncle?

No wonder!

Lin Cheng was relieved, but luckily it wasn't a love affair, otherwise, he might have jumped the wall in a hurry and would have killed his mouth and thrown his body away.

"Lin Cheng scored 145 points in Chinese, 144 points in English, 150 points in mathematics, 282 points in comprehensive liberal arts, 60 points in optional modules, and a total score of 781 points. No.1 in the province's liberal arts, the highest score. Compared with No.2's 758 points, a full 23 points higher."

"In addition, this little guy can also write songs. He composed his own lyrics and music. He has written several songs and even opened an entertainment company. The money he makes in a month is worth more than all your uncle's possessions."

"What else can you do?" Huang Zhiqiang turned his head to look at Lin Cheng, as if he had suddenly realized, and then said, "Oh, I remembered, writing novels, right? I read that issue of "Lu Yu has a date", and I wrote online novels for a month can make millions.”

"Hey, talented people come out from generation to generation. In the 30 years since our Philosophy Department was established, this is the first time that we have such a vigorous freshman!"

The top scorer in the college entrance examination, with a score higher than No.223, writing songs, writing novels, starting a company, appearing on TV, earning tens of millions a month...

Exaggerated deeds one after another, all gathered on the body of an 18-year-old boy, seemed to be so radiant that he almost couldn't keep his eyes open.

Jiang Wanru looked at him in surprise, "Are you that Lin Cheng?"

"Just luck!"

Lin Cheng nodded slightly, and reminded by the way, "The principal is stealing your chess piece."

Swish!
Huang Zhiqiang blushed and coughed dryly, "Ahem, um... can you play chess? Why don't you come? I'm getting old and my eyes can't bear it. My eyes hurt after watching for a while."

"I don't know how to play Go!" Lin Cheng shook his head.

"What about chess?"

Jiang Wanru held out a chess set and asked with great interest.

"I know how to play chess!"

"I'm good at shooting!"

Lin Cheng smiled shyly.

"Double cannon lore!"

"Pretty!"

A few minutes later, Huang Zhiqiang slapped his thigh and couldn't help admiring.

This kid is really not exaggerating at all, the cannonball is really okay!
"Stop playing, it's boring!"

Jiang Wanru swept the chessboard and put it all away.

Compared with her Go level, Xiangqi is really good at playing chess, and the rank of elementary school students is no more than the third grade.

"Dean, why don't we talk about business?" Lin Cheng accompanied him with a smile.

People have to bow their heads under the roof.

For the next four years, the dean of the School of Humanities and the professor of the Department of Philosophy will be indispensable.

Hanging on Conan is not as easy as hanging on this old man!

"There are too many things to do, and you want to skip class, but you don't want to fail the subject, so you should say hello to me in advance, right?"

Huang Zhiqiang looked at him with a smile, like a slimming version of Maitreya Buddha, always with a kind and kind smile, seemingly close, but as deep as the sea, he couldn't see through it.

"You are a freshman, you have not even attended the first class, so you learned to go through the back door first, looking for connections?" Jiang Wanru looked at him with a little disdain.

"It's not that exaggerated. I just want to ensure that the usual quota is full and take care of the attendance rate."

Lin Cheng nodded helplessly.

University grades are composed of ordinary scores and test scores, which are about four or six.If you usually score 0, then the test score must be full in order to pass.

With Lin Cheng's identity, whether it's pop music or online novels, it will take up a lot of time.

What's more, he still has a lot of daily affairs to deal with with Xingcheng Media and Chengmeng Fund, as well as a new energy vehicle project in cooperation with Tang Xinmin. After the land is approved, he is already preparing to build a factory and start construction.

With his multiple identities, it is doomed that he cannot be like an ordinary college student, eating and drinking every day, going to and from get out of class on time, and returning to the dormitory to play games when the time comes.

"Okay, if it's just a normal share, then it's no problem!"

"But..." The smile on Huang Zhiqiang's face gradually deepened, and he was a bit scary like a human trafficker counting money, "I also have a small task here, let's call it an exchange!"

"Dean, tell me!"

Lin Cheng made a gesture of please.

"This year's opening ceremony, you will be the freshman representative of our college and speak on stage."

Huang Zhiqiang thought for a while and continued, "Also, let's sing a song!"

"Sing?"

Lin Cheng and Jiang Wanru looked at him in surprise at the same time.

At the opening ceremony, speaking on stage is a normal operation, so what's the matter with you singing?

Do you think it is a cultural performance?

"Hey, don't I want to be lively? Besides, there are not many students who come to watch the opening ceremony every year. The gymnasium is empty, just like filming a ghost movie. What's the point?"

"There are not many audiences. No matter how good the speech is, it is empty talk. It is useless at all!"

Huang Zhiqiang stood up, patted Lin Cheng on the shoulder, and said amiably, "You said a very good sentence in "A Date with Lu Yu"—novels are written for people to read. No, this novel is meaningless, it’s for self-entertainment and self-talk.”

"No matter what kind of culture it is, we must first ensure that it can be transmitted and passed on! Just like a species, if it cannot reproduce, it will be on the verge of extinction. No matter how powerful it used to be, it is just a fossil in a museum in the end, meaningless!"

As he spoke, he looked at Jiang Wanru vaguely.

The latter blushed for a while, and retorted uncomfortably, "It's not that I can't get married, it's just that I haven't found the right person, and it's because they can't climb high, understand?"

"Did I say anything?"

Huang Zhiqiang asked innocently.

"I didn't say anything, I just chatted about the opening ceremony."

"Prince, don't worry, this matter will be covered by me!"

Lin Cheng agreed on the spot.

Be a freshman representative, say a few words on the occasion, and then sing a song to attract people's attention.

It's a small matter!

(End of this chapter)