Blossoms of Rebirth

The next day, Sheng Tang got up early, washed his hair, and fiddled with the mirror for a while before he came out of the washing room with satisfaction.

After breakfast, we waited until it was exactly nine o'clock before we arrived at the administration building and took the elevator to the 6th floor.

"etc."

When he arrived at the door of Dean Liu's office, he was about to knock on the door, but someone called him from behind.

"What do you do?"

The speaker was a middle-aged male teacher wearing glasses who had just come out of the office opposite and asked with a frown.

"Hello, Teacher Song, I am a freshman majoring in software engineering in the School of Computer Science in Grade 03, and a student of Dean Liu. Dean Liu is looking for me. Isn't this Dean Liu's office?"

Sheng Tang looked at the nameplate on the other person's chest that said "Song Jiang" and replied calmly.

Dean Liu’s student?

Song Jiang originally thought he was a new student who had found the wrong school, but after hearing Sheng Tang's introduction, he immediately relaxed his brows like a human spirit: There are thousands of Han students, but not every student is qualified to be said to be a student of Liu Desheng! Moreover,

Song Jiang felt that there were only a handful of students who could be found by Liu Desheng himself.

He looked at her again. When he spoke, he was neither condescending nor arrogant. When he looked at her, he smiled and looked at her levelly. Song Jiang further confirmed his judgment.

So he smiled and said: "This is Dean Liu's office, but Dean Liu is waiting for guests inside, so you have to wait for a while."

"Oh, thank you, Teacher Song!"

Song Jiang nodded and asked, "What is your name?"

"Teacher Song, my name is Sheng Tang, you can call me Xiao Sheng."

"Um."

He spoke slowly and had a calm attitude. Song Jiang felt that such a student must have seen the world, and since Liu Desheng could find him alone, his family background was probably similar.

Today is the weekend. Except for people on duty in the office, all the departments in the administration building are empty. Song Jiang wants Sheng Tang to come in and sit and wait. He has worked in the office for a long time and often interacts with college students. Song Jiang knows the importance of making good friends with them.

, because you never know when one day, those seemingly inconspicuous students will become the best among people.

But before he could say anything, the door opposite opened and a tall, thin man wearing casual sportswear came out and said to the inside, "Teacher Liu, please don't get up. I'll close the door for you."

When he closed the door and turned around, he saw Song Jiang and Sheng Tang, and nodded to them.

"Mr. Zhou, congratulations!"

Song Jiang said to the tall and thin man.

The tall and thin man nodded without a smile, and then left.

Song Jiang did not feel that he was being looked down upon, and said with emotion: "At the beginning, Mr. Zhou was still my senior brother, but now he has become the deputy general manager of Handong Mobile Company, and I am still in the office. There is really no comparison between people.

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"..."

Sheng Tang was stunned, and immediately turned to look, and saw the figure of the tall and thin man just disappearing around the corner.

He was now able to confirm that Liu Siyu's information was 100% accurate. Dean Liu indeed had a student who was a big boss working at Handong Mobile Company, and he often visited him on weekends.

However, this time it was just a one-time encounter and I missed it.

"Teacher Song, don't say that. How many people are very envious of Teacher Song's work? If I can stay in school like Teacher Song after graduation, my parents will say that there is smoke coming out of my ancestral grave!"

Everyone likes to be flattered, and flattery in the prosperous Tang Dynasty was done at the right time. Song Jiang kept grinning after hearing this, knocked on the door for him, and sent him into Dean Liu's office.

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When Sheng Tang entered the room, he saw Liu Desheng wearing a pair of reading glasses sitting at his desk, looking at something carefully in front of the computer. He was very immersed in it. He didn't even look up when Sheng Tang walked in.

"Dean Liu, I'm here."

At this time, Liu Desheng raised his head and looked at him. He was very excited. He stood up from the chair and said with a smile: "It's not easy to meet you!"

Sheng Tang smiled awkwardly and said that he was indeed in an emergency the day before yesterday and his performance in class was not good, and he promised to never do it again.

Liu Desheng did not criticize him for skipping class. He asked him to sit on the sofa and went to the cabinet to take out an iron box.

"You guys are in for a treat. This is the Yuqian Longjing my granddaughter brought back from Hangzhou last year. I didn't even want to take a dip when that guy Zhou Fang came over just now."

Sheng Tang didn't dare to ask Dean Liu to make tea for him, so he quickly took the teapot from his hand, thinking that the senior brother Zhou Fang who came over just now probably didn't drink tea.

If he can reach the point where he comes to this office and Liu Desheng doesn't greet him at all, then he will be considered a disciple.

The water had been boiled. Sheng Tang rinsed a set of purple clay teapots with hot water to raise the temperature of the teapot. Then he added Yuqian Longjing teapot to the purple clay teapot and poured in a little hot water.

After the tea leaves are completely stretched, pour out the water, and finally fill it with hot water. After a while, pour the tea first into the sea of ​​tea, and then into the purple clay teacup. The seventy-percent full teacup is brought to Dean Liu.

Liu Desheng watched him do all this calmly and couldn't help but ask: "The Tang Dynasty, right? Your name is easy to remember. Judging from your technique, have you ever learned how to make tea before?"

Sheng Tang smiled and shook his head: "I have never studied it. I just saw it when I was reading a book before and thought it was interesting, so I wrote it down. It turned out that I didn't meet a suitable opportunity and could only be regarded as a theoretical school. I have to thank Liu

The dean gave me the opportunity today to become a practitioner."

"The theoretical school of yours is much better than many practical schools."

Liu Desheng took a small sip and called out "Good tea" before getting down to the topic: "What you said in class yesterday were all your own thoughts? What I mean is, have you ever learned anything from the Internet or anything else?"

Is there any place we can learn from? Just like this bubble tea.”

Liu Desheng still has fresh memories of Sheng Tang's amazing answer the day before yesterday. He always felt that these arguments should not come from the mouth of a freshman. However, he went back and checked a lot of information, but he did not find any similar views, let alone

Surprised.

After hearing Sheng Tang's remarks about making tea just now, Liu Desheng thought that maybe he usually read a lot of miscellaneous books, and some of the arguments in books or magazines happened to be written down by him, and he just casually mentioned them in the classroom that day.

"It's all my own thoughts."

Sheng Tang said.

Not to mention that he was a programmer who made a living from this in his previous life. Even an ordinary person has experienced the transition from the Symbian era to the Android era. He has a lot of knowledge and insights about this. Sheng Tang can say

It's not surprising that it came out.

But in this era, especially people like Liu Desheng who have been in the industry for decades, they are very shocked that a young person can put forward such a point of view.

So Sheng Tang could only keep calm and let him believe that he was such an awesome young man.

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