Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Chapter 528: So awesome! Why are you here?

Doesn't this old man want to pimp? So unwilling to give up?

By the way, I have no idea about Sophie Marceau. Could it be that she was discovered last time after taking a few more glances?

Such a fine person?

Zhang Xuan was depressed, what good thing had he done?

I’ve decided that next time I’ll watch it, I’ll watch it openly. What the hell is this?

The letter was put away and put aside.

Zhang Xuan picked up the American letter and violently opened it.

But just looking at the beginning, he was confused!

This is a reminder letter, and the title at the beginning is President

This, this, is so fucking exciting?

You manage such a big country, and you still have time to update it?

That’s outrageous!

The letter is not thick, just one page.

The content is not long, just 2 paragraphs.

First paragraph: Hello, Mr. March, I really like A Song of Ice and Fire. This is a legendary book. It is great and great. I am very proud of you.

Look, look, it is worthy of being an elite. Although there are not many words, it is concise.

People fully expressed their love for A Song of Ice and Fire.

Second paragraph: Can you post more follow-up works? Looking forward to it!

This is a reminder. When will the second volume of A Song of Ice and Fire come out?

After two paragraphs, the formal content is complete, and there is a signature at the end.

Staring at this signature, the old man still felt incredible!

Still feeling dazed!

As expected of a person who has been influenced by Western culture, he is so direct in expressing his emotions.

Ouch, you don’t care about your identity, so you can’t wait?

I went back and read the letter again, then put it down.

Do you want to say that this is a great honor?

not necessarily.

But to say that the old man has no sense of accomplishment at the moment?

That's a total lie!

Tsk, look! Look! Even your boss is my reader. Isn’t it too much for me to go to your Hollywood to see a few female stars in the future?

Just when Zhang Xuan was having strange thoughts in his seat, the international settlement teacher in front of him had already glanced at him several times.

In other words, the international settlement teacher paid attention to him at the beginning of class.

Who told him to be so different?

In such a big classroom, everyone else was listening carefully and taking notes, but he was always opening and reading letters, with a very expressive expression on his face.

Although the International Accounting teacher just came to CUHK this year, he has never asked other people about great writers.

But ever since Zhang Xuan entered her class for the first time, she felt like she recognized him.

Seeing Zhang Xuan in a daze, the International Settlement Teacher paused, and then asked with concern: What happened?

With a crash, people in the two classes followed the teacher's gaze and looked at Zhang Xuan.

Uh, it's okay. Zhang Xuan smiled after reacting.

The teacher nodded slightly and continued the class.

Xiao Eleven glanced at the side of his face, and then secretly focused on the letter.

She was really curious. She had never peeked at Zhang Xuan's letters in the past. But his strange behavior today aroused Xiao Eleven's thoughts.

It’s okay not to look at it, but look at it!

Xiao Eleven's face was instantly filled with astonishment!

Okay, another one was stunned. The international settlement teacher in front of me was also a little curious about what was written on the letter paper.

Not caring that the teacher in front of her was looking at her, Xiao Eleven tore up a piece of paper and wrote: Is it really that person?

Zhang Xuan glanced at her and replied: It should be that person.

Xiao Eleven hesitated and wrote hopefully: Can I take a look?

But just after she finished writing, she stretched out her right hand to grab it, crumpled the note into a ball, and put it in her pocket.

Then Xiao Shiyi tore off another piece of paper and wrote: Why is he writing to you?

It was the same this time. After I finished writing, I stretched out my hand, grabbed it into a ball, and put it in my pocket.

Then she tore off a piece of paper again, thought for a while, and wrote: Are you okay?

Zhang Xuan replied: It's okay, just urging for updates.

Looking at the word urge on the note, he calmed down for 2 seconds. The corners of Xiao Eleven's mouth curved slightly, and then he sandwiched the note in his book, went to class, and took notes.

Finally, there are two letters from our school. As expected, they are love letters.

I remember when I was a freshman, a girl from the medical school wrote five love letters to me in a row.

Later, as his fame increased, there was no news from him.

I wonder if that girl from medical school has a boyfriend now?

And this girl?

No signature.

Since you dare not sign your name, but you still dare to write two letters in a row, that is enough.

I’m really full!

Appreciate the writing and prepare to let it eat dust.

Classes are full in the morning.

After finishing the fourth class, Zhang Xuan met the secretary of the management school in the lobby of the teaching building when he followed the animals of 303 to the cafeteria.

The secretary of the Management Academy was coming in from outside. He looked up and saw Zhang Xuan and asked directly:

Zhang Xuan, I heard that the President of the United States wrote to you to urge you to update?

ah?

Zhang Xuan fainted. I just read the letter, how did you know about it?

Besides, why don’t you ask secretly?

We are a low-key person.

Facing dozens or hundreds of pairs of eyes in the hall, Zhang Xuan smiled and said, Teacher, are you engaged in intelligence?

Hahaha!…

The school secretary laughed and explained: “I also received a call from my son, who is studying in the United States.

He saw the news on CBS and called me to tell me.

This means we have to criticize these media. They really dare to report anyone’s news.

The key is, Tei is very well-informed.

I don’t know how many information channels these media have built privately?

But when you think about it, it doesn’t seem outrageous.

After all, this is the United States, and it takes a relatively long time for the letter to reach CUHK from across the ocean, which is enough for the media to dig up the information.

Maybe the person who sent the letter didn't want to hide it at all, right?

Zhang Xuan did not deny it: I just received the letter this morning.

After receiving his confirmation, the secretary of the school was very happy and patted his arm heavily before leaving.

Brother Xuan, Brother Xuan, where is that letter? Can I sell it for 200 yuan? Ou Ming was the first to react from the shock.

Old Ou, you are dreaming. Not to mention 200, you haven't stuffed 10,000. Is Brother Xuan the one who needs that little money? Wei Zisen accused righteously and sternly.

Zhang Xuan ignored the people playing tricks and walked towards Du Shuangling who had just come downstairs.

Seeing this scene, many girls looked away unwillingly and walked out of the hall with envy and jealousy.

Where to eat? Du Shuangling asked after the four people left the teaching building.

Zhang Xuan said: I have classes at 5 or 6 in the afternoon. Let's go eat at the store outside. I'm in a very good mood today. I'll treat you to a big dinner.

Seeing that there was no one around, Zou Qingzhu, who had been holding back for a long time, couldn't help but ask:

Great writer, where is the letter? Can you see it?

Okay. With that said, Zhang Xuan found the American letter and handed it over.

The content of the letter was not much, but Du Shuangling, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu gathered in a circle and read it for two minutes.

Wen Hui was the first to react and looked up at him: You can tell Penguin Press about this letter. It is a good promotional material.

The four eyes looked at each other hastily, then moved away...

Zhang Xuan shook his head: I shouldn't need to say it. Since CBS TV station in the United States knows about it, there's no reason why Penguin Press doesn't know about it?

It has probably spread a long time ago, but the domestic information may be lagging behind a bit.

Wen Hui thought it made sense, so she smiled knowingly and walked ahead.

Finished 5 or 6 classes.

Zhang Xuan went to the director of the management hospital to sit for a while and drank tea.

But when we came out, it was raining again, a heavy rainstorm.

The director looked at the rain curtain outside, smiled and asked: I didn't bring an umbrella, didn't you bring an umbrella either?

Zhang Xuan smiled and said, I really didn't bring any with me. The weather was quite good at noon, but I didn't expect it would suddenly rain heavily.

The director said: Wait a moment, I will lend you an umbrella.

Zhang Xuan waved his hand quickly: Teacher, no need.

Seeing the director looking at him in confusion, he explained: I have been busy writing in the study room before, so I am a little unfamiliar with the teaching building.

I just took this opportunity to sit in a quiet classroom and think about things.

This reason is really not prevarication.

It’s true that I don’t want to cause trouble to the director.

It’s also true that I want to find a quiet classroom to sit in.

He doesn't know where the problem lies? Anyway, it’s been a long time since I could find the feeling of continuing to write “The Human World”.

So it’s good to take this opportunity to change the environment and think about the problem. Maybe you will get different results.

The director looked at him carefully and saw that he was sincere and said, Okay, then go to the fifth floor and have a look. Those classrooms are all for seniors and there are usually no people there.

Okay, I'll go take a look.

Just leave and climb up the stairs.

The director was indeed right, there was no one in the first classroom.

But he didn't go in. He has a habit of not liking to enter the classroom next to the corridor.

Just like when you go to the wet market to buy vegetables, you often don’t like to buy at the first stall.

Keep walking, there is someone in the second classroom. They were a man and a woman, apparently a couple.

Forget it, stop being a light bulb. What should I do if the woman's thoughts are no longer with her boyfriend?

That would be too great a sin.

Try another room.

Pushing open the door of the third classroom, I found someone there too.

But when he was about to turn around and leave, he stopped again.

Ask: Why are you here?