After rebirth, I became a great writer

Chapter 324 Story title "Back View"

Kyoto University, in the boys' dormitory.

Chen Tianhong looked at himself in the mirror, with a height of more than 1.7 meters. Under his refreshing and neat short hair, he was a handsome young face. Compared with his immatureness when he first entered college, he already had some of the strong lines unique to men.

The clean white shirt and light-colored trousers made him still the handsome and energetic boy when he was a freshman. If he had a warm and sunny smile on his face, he would definitely be the boy in white sealed in the memories of thousands of girls.

But now Chen Tianhong's face is full of narcissism

"I am still a boy in the past, without any change. Time is just a test, and the belief in my heart has not diminished at all."

"Tianhong, what song are you humming? I haven't heard it before!"

Yu Zhijie asked curiously, and he found that whenever Chen Tianhong was in a happy mood, he would always hum a few inexplicable songs. The point was that he had never heard of this song before, but it sounded quite touching.

"I sang randomly. Zhijie, look at my outfit, is it suitable for me to speak at the new year ceremony?"

Chen Tianhong made a haha, and then asked his roommate about his clothes.

Yu Zhijie looked up and down carefully and finally came to a conclusion.

"If you remember correctly, you were also dressed up last year. I didn't feel any changes, so you're just a good deal!"

"Zhijie, then you remember it wrong. Tianhong's shirt was long-sleeved last year, but this year he changed to short-sleeved, and he was much more mature than last year."

Gao Wanfeng continued on the side, but he remembered it very clearly.

"But Tianhong, I have a problem! Why do you prefer white shirts so much? What's the point?"

He asked again, saying that Gao Wanfeng basically did not wear a white shirt and his body shape was not suitable.

"Haha, Lao Gao, you're still in love, you don't understand this! Have you ever heard that sentence? The boy's white shirt is always filled with summer wind, just like a girl's floral skirt is always pure! One is pure and flawless, the other is full of spring flowers! This is called style! Also called youth!"

Ximen Xue habitually retorted, which was the daily operation of the two in the dormitory.

However, the literary and artistic words came out of Ximen Xue's mouth, which made people feel awkward. After all, a Neptune said that "the girl's floral dress is always pure..." is simply an insult.

"It's really long-sleeved, but it doesn't matter. In the eyes of my juniors, it doesn't matter what Tianhong wears, as long as people are present. By the way, Tianhong, what poems are you going to write at this entrance ceremony? Modern poetry or ancient poetry?"

Yu Zhijie asked about the key topic, and Gao Wanfeng and Ximen Xue looked at Chen Tianhong at the same time.

In their perception, whenever there are activities or ceremonies, Chen Tianhong will definitely publish one or two poems, which has become a common practice.

"This time! I didn't prepare a poem. However, the day before yesterday, Uncle Wang, the security guard, gave me inspiration, reminding me of a story my father told me. So, I decided to polish this story and share it with my juniors in the form of prose at the entrance ceremony of the freshmen."

When he said this, Chen Tianhong couldn't help but remember the scene when security guard Lao Wang bought water for his son that day. It was really touching!

As long as you have received nine years of compulsory education in your previous life, you will definitely think of that famous prose work.

"Story? What story?"

"The inspiration given to you by Uncle Wang, the story your dad told you?"

"The form of prose?"

The three of them asked for a soul three times.

"You want to know?"

The three nodded again.

"Hehe, then go to the freshman entrance ceremony with me! You will know then."

Chen Tianhong kept it a secret. It was not that he didn't want to say it, but that the atmosphere was not necessarily suitable for him to say it in the dormitory, which required emotional rendering.

"I won't go unless you lend me your car for two days. The security department treats it differently. Why don't I approve the application? It's too much!"

Ximen Xue refused without thinking. At that time, he could not stand the feeling of disparity as Chen Tianhong in front of the stage.

Of course, if Chen Tianhong is willing to lend him a car, it would be different. He can drive his seniors with his seniors, and the juniors can stroll on campus and perform some kind of exercise in the car at night. That is an extraordinary experience.

Ximen Xue applied for a school pass as early as the last semester, but was ruthlessly rejected by the Security Department. There was no way, there was still a gap between people.

Regarding Ximen Xue’s request to borrow a car, Chen Tianhong responded to two words: “Haha!”.

It is impossible to borrow a car, at least it is impossible now. How could he not know what this bad friend thinks? Chen Tianhong himself also wanted to find an opportunity to try it with Yifei, and he would leave it to him for the first time.

"Where are you two?"

Chen Tianhong looked at Gao Wanfeng and Yu Zhijie.

"Tianhong, I won't go anymore. I'll go shopping with my girlfriend later."

Gao Wanfeng hesitated but refused. Compared to listening to the story, it was obvious that his girlfriend was more seductive.

"I'll go!"

Yu Zhijie agreed readily, but he had nothing to do anyway.

"Tianhong, what inspiration did Uncle Wang give you? What story did Uncle tell you? Why do you need to use prose in the form of?"

On the way to the gymnasium, Yu Zhijie inspired him to be curious about the baby's talent, making Chen Tianhong impatient and even regretful of inviting him to come.

"You will know right away. This matter is a long story, not something you can say clearly in just one or two sentences."

"Then let's talk about it slowly! It's still seven or eight minutes away from the gym, so I can say in detail."

"Zhijie, are you thirsty?"

Chen Tianhong suddenly asked.

"Fortunately, I'm not too thirsty, what's wrong?"

"Now you are not thirsty now, you will be thirsty when you arrive at the gym. Don't move when you stand here. I'll buy you a few oranges. You can listen and eat them at that time."

It turned out that after leaving the school gate, Chen Tianhong saw a fruit seller at the fruit stall on the roadside. Out of concern for his roommate, he planned to buy some oranges.

Yu Zhijie didn't react for a moment and was really standing there until Chen Tianhong came back with the orange in his arms.

He then reacted and said, "Thank you!" At the same time, Yu Zhijie didn't understand why Chen Tianhong held oranges. He could carry them with a bag!

But when he looked down and saw the oranges in his arms, he couldn't help but feel a little moved. He thought Tianhong was quite good, so Yu Zhijie didn't ask any questions during the next journey.

After arriving at the Sports Courtyard, the two separated. Chen Tianhong wanted to go to the backstage, and Yu Zhijie just needed to find a seat.

At this time, not all the freshmen in camouflage military training uniforms were sitting in the museum. There were also many old students like Yu Zhijie. They came here with different thoughts. Some came to see the fun, and some wanted to see if there were any handsome juniors and beautiful juniors.

Of course, some of them came to listen to Chen Tianhong's speech, and even the school leaders who had already taken the stage were also very curious. After all, they were all witnesses last year.

"Principal Xu, what did Tianhong prepare for this year? Haha, I came here this time, "A strong young man is a strong country." I hope I can hear such a good article later!"

In the seat of the leader, an elegant old man joked at the president of Kyoto University Xu Changfeng.

The old man is the executive deputy director of the Education Bureau. Last year, he was invited to attend the admission ceremony for the freshmen and heard the song "Believe in the Future" and "Youth China Talk".

In fact, the elderly should be redirected to Guanghua University this year, but when I heard that Chen Tianhong still had to speak, he chose Jing University without hesitation.

"Director Shi, Tianhong said that he had prepared a story, but I don't know what the story is."

Xu Changfeng didn't know much.

"Stories, what stories can be told at the entrance ceremony?"

Director Shi was a little disappointed when he heard this. He really wanted to listen to another poem.

"Hey, I just saw Senior Chen. It seems that what the teacher said is true. He really has to go on stage to speak later. I am looking forward to what Senior Chen will say later!"

"Does this still need to be thought about? There must be poetry! Senior Chen is a member of the Poetry Association and is a poet! Of course, he will welcome us with poetry!"

"I don't think it's certain. Don't forget that he is still a writer. He is likely to have a passionate article like last year."

The freshmen in the audience were also chatting, not including Wang Xiaoji, the son of Uncle Wang, the security captain.

Due to personality issues, Wang Xiaoji has a weak presence in the class, and the classmates do not know that he has met Chen Tianhong alone.

As the discussions of the students around him became more and more intense and even turned into quarrels, Wang Xiaoji finally couldn't help but speak weakly.

"What Senior Chen prepared was an essay."

"Wang Xiaoji, what did you say? Prose? What a joke."

"If you don't understand, don't make any guesses. As far as I know, Senior Chen has never written prose."

"Yes, there is no such thing as speaking prose, what's the point?"

Wang Xiaoji's words were instantly refuted by his classmates.

"But that's what Senior Chen said!"

"What Senior Chen said? Wang Xiaoji, do you know Senior Chen?"

"It's my dad who knows it."

"Hiss, Uncle is so amazing, Xiaoji, come on, let me tell you in detail, what else did Senior Chen say?"

Wang Xiaoji thought about it carefully. Somehow, the scene of his father buying him water.

At this time, the entrance ceremony for the freshmen began.

The ceremony process was the same as in previous years. All teachers and students stood up and sang the national anthem, the opening atmosphere group performed the program, followed by the speeches of the leaders and guests, and Director Shi's speech was just the norm, but during this period, he quoted several famous quotes from "The Talk of the Young Chinese" and received a lot of applause.

Principal Xu Changfeng prepared another down-to-earth speech, which allowed the freshmen of this class to feel his humor.

Next, the teacher and the student representative spoke. What’s interesting is that as a sophomore, Chen Tianhong should be ranked first in front of the senior in the junior year. As a result, the senior in the junior year was unwilling to speak behind Chen Tianhong, so he rotated in sequence.

However, even so, the freshmen did not listen to what they said, because they were too official and unattractive.

Until the host said that, he invited Chen Tianhong to the stage.

"boom"

There was a warm applause in the field, and everyone cheered up and watched a young man in white appear on the stage.

In my impression, this is the third time Chen Tianhong has spoken in the gymnasium. Last year, he told you what a Chinese boy is, and in the late spring he described what an April day on earth. So what will he bring to you this time?

Everyone is looking forward to it!

"Haha, new students, welcome you! I know everyone must be very excited because you have become college students and a member of the dream middle school. Here, all our seniors and sisters express their sincere congratulations and warm welcome to you."

Chen Tianhong's opening speech was similar to the previous teacher and senior, but his topic immediately began to change.

"In front, the school leaders, teachers, and seniors introduced our campus to you and told you how to spend the next four years in college and plan your own life path, but I want to ask you a question.

I believe that when you first set foot on campus, most of the students came to report with their parents and family. Even those students who came here themselves would definitely send you to the door, to the station, and keep sending you on the bus. Even when you are away, they are still watching you.

My question is, when you leave home, have you ever looked back at your parents?

When everyone is immersed in their dreams of university life, when you walk into campus wearing new clothes and shoes, how many students pay attention to their parents around you? What are they doing for you?"

Chen Tianhong paused when he said this.

The lively atmosphere on the field gradually became quiet, and the freshmen were trapped in memories by guiding words.

But there are not many students who can really remember it, because as Chen Tianhong said, they are all immersed in their longing for a new life on campus and do not pay too much attention to their parents around them.

But those few students who had an impression didn't know what Chen Tianhong wanted to say, what it meant, and what its profound meaning was.

The same is true for the old students. They are also recalling what their parents were doing and their expressions when they entered school.

The leaders and teachers sitting on the rostrum were also confused and did not understand what Chen Tianhong sold in the gourd.

Didn’t it be said that telling stories well? Why did it become a question?

Soon, Chen Tianhong gave the answer.

"It seems that everyone has forgotten it, so let me tell you a story first. This story was heard by my father from my grandfather, and he told me again. The name of this story is "Back View""

"Finally come. "Back View", what a strange name."

Hearing Chen Tianhong's words, the teachers and students on the field put aside the questions just now and turned to listen to the story quietly.

Yu Zhijie pursed his lips, and his urgency for the story made him feel a little thirsty. His hand reached to the orange in the bag.

The story about "Back View" has begun as his skinning action begins, and a low voice sounds in the gymnasium.

"I have been not meeting my father for more than two years, and what I cannot forget the most is his back."

ps: There is too much time, I didn’t mean to get stuck, sorry! I wish you all a happy 520! Be careful to your health tonight!

(End of this chapter)