After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 306 March 3 Poetry Conference

"What do you think of about April? Spring breeze, rain, kites, greenery, or peach blossoms in full bloom?"

"I think April is the wine in late spring, the willows facing the wind, the green that is covered with the world, and the light rain of apricot flowers."

In class, an old woman with silver frost on her face and years was telling the story of April vividly. The students in the first class listened attentively. Even Ximen Xue had no rest last night and was holding her seat in a straight position.

Because the old woman in the class is not only a professional teacher, but also an elder who deserves their respect. Her name is very poetic, and her name is Lin Mengling, and what is even more poetic is her love story with her husband.

The two met and fell in love when they were in school at Kyoto University, and after graduation, they both stayed at school to teach. Even the wedding was held under the witness of all teachers and students in the school.

Today, they have been together and have been together for decades. Their deeds have long been passed down on campus and have become the envy of countless students.

Chen Tianhong also respects this teacher very much. Not to mention whether love or not, just his solid teaching skills are admirable. Even he has learned a lot from it.

Forty minutes later, amid the students' sighs that were still unsatisfied, Lin Mengling ended today's class. She gently stroked her hair, left a kind smile at her students, and then walked out of the classroom.

After she left, the students also started to pack up their books. Today their class was finished, and the following was the time for free activities.

"Tianhong, do you still go back to the dormitory to code as usual?"

As soon as the bell rang for the end of get out of class, Ximen Xue became full of energy. He asked Chen Tianhong while carrying his schoolbag.

"It's only been around three o'clock in the afternoon, and it's not even time for dinner."

Chen Tianhong replied casually, in fact, he wanted to go to the film school to find Yifei, come on a date, or something, but thinking about the number of chapters he owed his fans, he still gave up this plan.

"Okay! Brothers, then I'll leave first! See you tomorrow morning."

Ximen Xue said hello to Gao Wanfeng and Yu Zhijie again, and was about to leave.

"Ximen, what are you doing? You forgot that the president notified us to go to the event center for a meeting at four o'clock?"

Yu Zhijie reached out and blocked Ximen Xue's way.

"Uh? Why don't I remember, Zhijie, or you might as well ask for a leave for me."

"No! This time it's not possible! The president said that except for special circumstances, every member must arrive."

"I have a special situation! I have an important date!"

"hehe."

Yu Zhijie sneered twice, pulled Ximen Xue and walked towards the activity center.

He and Ximen Xue are both members of the Kyoto University Literature Club. Yu Zhijie is also a backbone of the club. If nothing unexpected happens, he will become one of the vice presidents after the change of leadership next year.

"I really haven't noticed that Zhijie's strength is so great that Ximen can't even break free."

Chen Tianhong was amazed at Ximen Xue who struggled hard but was still dragged away.

"What's so strange about this! This guy Ximen is dating every day and is very weak. Zhijie often exercises with me. It's normal for him to be stronger than Ximen. By the way, Tianhong, you should exercise with me when you are fine. It's quite a pity to sit and write every day."

Gao Wanfeng spoke with concern, and his tone came from seeing a news two days ago. An online writer who he liked suddenly fell ill and left the world. In addition to his heartache, he also began to worry about his roommate.

"Okay, no problem, coach Gao!"

Chen Tianhong responded readily. Although he is very young and healthy now, there is no harm in preparing for the future and exercising diligently.

When he heard Chen Tianhong calling him coach Gao, Gao Wanfeng scratched his head embarrassedly. Although he was a freshman, he was already the vice president of the sports club and had his own exclusive title, coach Gao.

In the 404 dormitory four-person group, Chen Tianhong did not join the club. In fact, many clubs sent him invitations, and the literary club even invited him many times. However, Chen Tianhong participated in the club in his previous life and had lost his sense of freshness. In addition, he was very busy and had no time to participate in club activities, so he refused.

"Lao Gao, why do you want to go back to the dormitory with me?"

Seeing Gao Wanfeng waiting for him, Chen Tianhong asked again.

"Yes, when you look at you typing, who made your "Yang Shen" get a little more exciting again!"

Gao Wanfeng complained.

The current selection activity for "The King of Online Literature" is still in progress, and the event deadline will be until May, but there is basically no suspense.

Since Chen Tianhong wrote the paragraph of Hongyuan in the book, fans not only no longer attacked the "paternal killing" setting, but instead urged to speed up the progress and quickly write Hong Xuanji to death.

"Okay. You can read my typing, but please don't comment."

Chen Tianhong gave a vaccination first.

"Don't worry, I'll never speak! Just write well and I'll give you dinner!"

Not to mention how the two of them returned to the dormitory, Yu Zhijie dragged Ximen Xue to the college student activity center.

The Literary Society of Kyoto University is well-known in universities across the country. It is a club that the school strongly supports, so it has a dedicated activity room and can also use the center's conference room.

When they opened the door, they found that the conference room was very quiet. Even if the members of the club talked to each other, their voices were still very low. It was not until they saw a few people sitting on the rostrum that they realized it.

It turned out that in addition to the president and vice president of the Literature Society, there was an old man present. The old man was none other than Lin Mengling's wife Qi Mingxin, who was the instructor of the Literature Society.

After entering the conference room, Ximen Xue stopped struggling and followed Yu Zhijie honestly in the front row, but his eyes were fixed on the president on the rostrum.

The president of the Literature Society is a beautiful female college student. She cannot be said to be very beautiful, but she is extremely elegant. There is a clear atmosphere between her eyebrows and eyes. She is a very interesting girl.

Ximen Xue joined the club because she was pursuing her intention, but he was not someone else's food at all. The president at the beginning completely disagrees with him entering the club. Later, he heard that he was Chen Tianhong's roommate, so he barely opened a "back door".

"Zhijie, you insist on bringing me over. Did President Wang specifically notify me! I just said that she still treats me differently. If you say I continue to pursue it, how successful is it?"

Ximen Xue saw that after they sat down, the president looked at it a few times, and the germination of love hidden in her heart began to throbbed again.

"Haha, you're probably thinking too much. The president sent a group message. I advise you to die! President Wang is not a girl that ordinary people can pursue. If it were Tianhong, it would be almost the same."

"With this analogy of you, which girl from Kyoto University is not easy to pursue?"

Ximen Xue breathed a sigh of relief. He didn't even take the school grass seriously, but he had to be ashamed of Chen Tianhong.

President Wang Qianwen looked at the time. It was already four o'clock and almost all the members of the club arrived. Then she spoke to Qi Mingxin, the teacher beside her, and asked: "Teacher Qi, let's start now?"

"Yeah, let's start!"

Qi Mingxin nodded.

Generally speaking, the instructor will not attend the meeting and will only come in important activities or some special circumstances. It is obvious that there are special reasons this time.

In a few days, it will be the third day of the third lunar month. In China, the third lunar month is an important day, originally called "Shangsi Festival", also known as "Huaxia Valentine's Day".

The ancient scriptures record: "There are only a few things that are too lazy to be scattered, and the scholars and women are only a few things that are just a few things that are too good to be joking with, and give them a spoon of medicine."

In vernacular, it means that on the river where the ridge and turquoise water meet, a plow of apricot rain is faint, the three paths of mulberry clouds are faint, everything is gushing, and spring is full of love. A pair of boys and girls go out for a secret meeting during the spring love of "March 3" and join each other for life.

March 3 is the day when Qi Xinnian falls in love with his wife, and it is also their wedding day. He wants to have a special wedding anniversary with his wife.

They have a deep affection for Kyoto University. It just so happens that the Literary Society will hold a poetry festival every day, so Qi Xinnian wants to hold this year's poetry festival more grandly. At that time, invite his wife to be a judge and listen to the "love songs" written by the children. I think his wife will be very happy!

"This time I called everyone here to discuss the 22nd "March 3" Poetry Festival of Kyoto University. Teacher Qi, President Liu, and President Nian and others discussed that the preliminary planning of this Poetry Festival will be carried out in a dual-theme form for the first time. In addition to the previous poetry recitation, we added a poetry writing activity. As long as students from our school can participate, the topic will be created with the theme of "March 3""

Wang Qianwen explained the general process.

The members of the club are very familiar with the process of reciting poems in previous years. The newly added "writing poems and lyrics" sounds complicated, but in fact the process is not complicated. They just collect all the poems created by everyone, and then select and announce them on the day of the event, ranking them, and reward them separately.

"If you have better suggestions, you can give it. More importantly, think about how we can organize this year's poetry festival solemnly and lively."

A deputy president next to him added.

"I think the new "writing lyrics and poems" is very good. The key is how many people will participate, so publicity is very important. I suggest it should be announced on every social platform in the school."

"Promotion is important, prizes are also important! I suggest applying for more funds and increasing the prizes of the event so that they can be attractive."

"I think since "March 3" is our country's Valentine's Day, we can plan more "love songs" so that many couples can participate, such as sending small gifts of commemorative significance to the participating couples."

The members of the literary club began to talk about their own suggestions. Wang Qianwen and a group of vice presidents recorded the good suggestions and formed a final planning plan to execute after the end.

After discussing this for dozens of minutes, Wang Qianwen almost remembered the notebook in her hand.

"Teacher Qi, what do you think?"

"It's pretty good, don't worry about the funds. I'll go to the school to apply for it, and the venue for the event can also be borrowed from the conference hall. I hope this event will allow all students in the school to participate."

Qi Mingxin was just listening to the suggestions carefully, but he had no big opinions. His only idea was to make more people participate in the event and hold more lively.

"Students in the whole school"

The conference room was quiet, Wang Qianwen and several presidents around frowned, and the members were also thinking.

This is really hard to operate. After all, it is impossible to make all students interested in "Poetry Society". It would be great to have one-third of the students participate, and one-third have thousands of people.

"What's the difficulty? It's easy to operate!"

At this time, a boy's voice sounded, attracting everyone's attention. The person who made the sound was Ximen Xue.

Seeing that he had become the target of attention, and Wang Qianwen also cast a look, he became proud.

"Ximen, do you really have a good idea? Don't talk nonsense!"

Yu Zhijie stabbed Ximen Xue with concern. He knew very well what kind of virtue he was, and he always liked to be innovative and would never miss anyone's chance to show his saints in front of him.

"How could I say nonsense!"

Ximen Xue deliberately raised her tone.

"Ximen Xue, then please tell me."

Wang Qianwen can't stand it anymore. If you have any good suggestions, just say it.

"Okay, President Wang! It's actually very simple. As long as we release the news, Chen Tianhong will be the judge of this poetry conference and will also present awards to the students who have won the ranking. I promise that more than half, no, more than 90% of the students will participate in the event."

Ximen Xue was waiting for Wang Qianwen to speak, and he told the solution he had thought of truthfully.

"Please Tianhong, this method is really OK! Why didn't I expect that with Tianhong's reputation in the school, it will definitely attract a lot of people to participate!"

Yu Zhijie was the first to agree, and he almost forgot that there was another celebrity among his roommates.

"Please Chen Tianhong."

Wang Qianwen and several vice presidents looked at each other and thought that this method was quite operational.

The members were also excited. Whoever didn’t know Chen Tianhong at Kyoto University was about to become a banner of Kyoto University.

"But why do you want Chen Tianhong to be a judge? Wouldn't it be better to let him participate in the competition?"

Some members asked in confusion.

"You stupid, you asked Chen Tianhong to participate in the competition. This is not the case! Who dares to compare writing poetry with him? You forgot that he is a member of the Poetry Association."

Before Ximen Xue could refute, the person around the member explained.

"Koco must have many students who want to read the poems he made!"

"This does not affect it. There is no requirement that special guests cannot write poems! Tianhong can prepare a poem in advance and read it at the event site. What do you think, President Wang?"

Ximen Xue replied disregardly that he had already thought about it.

Wang Qianwen looked at Qi Mingxin with a question on her face. The teacher nodded when she asked the judges and the teacher was unable to make decisions.

"Haha, this young man made a good suggestion, and Chen Tianhong can be a judge."

Qi Mingxin Chao Ximen Xue smiled kindly. He was very satisfied with this proposal. He and his wife liked Chen Tianhong very much.

"Since Teacher Qi agrees, that's it! Ximen Xue, let's leave it to you about asking for classmate Chen Tianhong. You are his roommate, so I think there is no big problem, right?"

Wang Qianwen blinked at Ximen Xue.

This is the difficulty. Chen Tianhong is not so easy to invite, and he has never participated in the school club activities.

"Don't worry! It's wrapped around me!"

Ximen Xue was fainted by Wang Qianwen's big eyes "blinking autumn waves" and agreed without thinking.

"Okay, then I'll trouble Ximen Xue's member. Today's meeting will be here."

Seeing Ximen Xue agreeing, Wang Qianwen smiled again. She now found that this junior was quite good.

When everyone dispersed, Yu Zhijie asked curiously: "Ximen, what method do you plan to let Tianhong participate? I remember he said he would go on a date with his girlfriend that day!"

"Well, haven't thought about it yet, Zhijie, please help me think about it!"

"Damn, I miss you uncle. You want to go what you promised yourself!"

"Zhijie. We are still good buddies."

"Stop! Where are you touching!"

"hey-hey."

"Don't scratch me, I'll help you find a way! I'll help you find a way!"

"Ah Yeh! Who would miss me again!"

Chen Tianhong, who was typing in the dormitory, suddenly sneezed and said to himself.

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