1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 180 Shock, Questioning and Lecture
"How come he is so amazing? Aren't we in the same class, with the same teacher?"

Liu Shuhua's tone was four parts shock, three parts disbelief, and three parts admiration.

She was originally just an ordinary worker in a factory. Because she could write poetry, she was recommended to the Institute of Literature. However, in terms of cultural background, she was far inferior to her classmates.

When she was in class, she would often worry about not being able to understand and keep up with the progress.

For now, her goal is to study peacefully, and she even has little time to write articles.

Wang Anyi, who shared the same dormitory with him, had been to school and had educated parents. Wang Anyi found classes very easy and had plenty of time to write every day. Liu Shuhua was always envious whenever he saw this.

After all, he has good learning ability and excellent writing skills, so how can we not envy him?

But now when she heard that Cheng Kaiyan was doing academic research, she was stunned.

This is academic research!
Only experts and professors who are knowledgeable have this ability. They are several levels higher than Wang Anyi, whom she envied. There is no comparison between the two.

It was as if while they were still doing elementary school problems, addition, subtraction, multiplication, division, and calculation equations, Cheng Kaiyan had already completed advanced mathematics.

That's the difference.

Liu Shuhua was extremely shocked, and the others were not much better. They stood there and silently digested the shock of the news.

Especially Zhang Kangkang, although she has read a lot of books, most of the knowledge is fragmentary and unsystematic. For her, this writer class is a good opportunity to lay a good foundation. Learning a lot of knowledge will be of great help in her future writing career.

But even she had never thought about doing specialized academic research on certain issues, because she knew that her knowledge was not comprehensive and her learning was relatively superficial.

Of course I don’t have that ability.

Some time ago, because Cheng Kaiyan was praised by Mr. Ye Shengtao and Ms. Bing Xin as a future master, she barely suppressed her emotions and did not make sarcastic remarks behind her back like other people in the class.

But now she heard the news that Cheng Kaiyan was doing research and writing a paper. After being calm for a while, she couldn't help but feel envious and jealous again.

"Is Wang Anyi real or fake?"

Zhang Kangkang frowned and couldn't help but question.

"Of course it's true. I saw it with my own eyes! He wrote a paper on children's literature, there's no doubt about it. Cheng Kaiyan is too amazing and too low-key, right? If it were me, I would definitely want to spread the news to the world."

Wang Anyi was very dissatisfied with her questioning.

Hearing her say this, everyone realized this.

"Comrade Xiao Cheng is really low-key. That's amazing."

"Of course not. Maybe he will become a master of children's literature and start researching children's literature."

"This will probably piss off those guys who were making sarcastic remarks behind me. Comrade Xiao Cheng is really amazing."

Ever since the last incident with the Literary Gazette, a few people in the class had been very dissatisfied and jealous, often speaking in a sarcastic manner to Cheng Kaiyan behind her back.

They were chatting in the classroom, and naturally they couldn't hide it from the people in the classroom. At this time, several men pricked up their ears and eavesdropped.

"Oh my god! Is what Wang Anyi and the others said true or false? Is that pretty boy really writing a paper?"

A thin man named Li Zhi with a big black mole on the corner of his mouth said jealously.

"I don't know. Even if it's true, so what? Writing a paper is much more difficult than writing an article. If the quality is not good, it will be useless."

Gao Wen, a fat dark man with glasses and waxed hair, sneered at this, saying that writing an article and writing a thesis are two different things.

Besides, he knew that Cheng Kaiyan only had a high school education and was not capable of such an ability.

"That's true, but don't you think it would be embarrassing if he didn't pass in the end?"

The man with the black mole said with a smile, he already had an idea in his mind to spread the news.

"Maybe."

……

By the afternoon, not only everyone in the writers' class knew about it, but even some students knew about it.

"Writing a paper? Is he capable of that?"

In the library lobby, Ji Qinglan and his group were walking upstairs. They were a little surprised to hear the news.

"Why not? Do you know how many books he has read?"

Zhao Ruixue raised her eyelids and asked back.

"Aren't we surprised? He's awesome, okay?"

The other three were all speechless.

At this time, a handsome boy came towards me.

It was Sun Shiyun from Class 1. He said with a smile on his face, "What a coincidence! Ruixue, I met you in the library again."

"..."

Zhao Ruixue glanced at him without saying anything.

"Hello everyone, I'm Sun Shiyun from Class 1."

Sun Shiyun smiled and started a conversation.

"Oh, it's you. You're going on exchange with Ruixue next semester."

"Hello."

"Hello."

Sun Shiyun had a proud and confident look on his face, looking sunny and handsome. "What are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about Professor Cheng from our Chinese Department. I heard he is writing an amazing paper."

Yang Mengshan looked him up and down, then looked at the expression on his face, and found it funny, so she said it on purpose.

Teacher Cheng from the Chinese Department...is that the one who used to be with them?

Sun Shiyun frowned, his expression unchanged: "Teacher Cheng is very capable in literary creation, and I think the paper will be of some quality. If Ruixue wants to go in this direction, I can help."

"Not interested, bye."

Zhao Ruixue replied indifferently, then took the three girls away.

Only Sun Shiyun was left standing there, his expression changing constantly.

"Cheng Kaiyan... humph!"

……

the other side.

Cheng Kaiyan had already learned that the paper incident had spread, and soon Wang Anyi ran over to apologize to him with a shameful look on her face.

"I'm sorry, I'm not tight-lipped. I'm a big mouth."

Wang Anyi said with red eyes and a choked voice.

"Forget it, forget it. It's not the first day I know you're not careful with your mouth."

Cheng Kaiyan said speechlessly that it seemed that this guy was the one who told her about Zhang Kangkang since the first day of school, and she also often told her some gossip.

In short, there are good and bad.

Throughout the afternoon, many people came over curiously to ask questions.

This made him feel uncomfortable and even stressed.

Cheng Kaiyan learned from them that many people were waiting to see her make a fool of herself.

"Before, you were all so sarcastic because of Mr. Ye's comment. Now these people have found a reason to vent their anger, right? Haha... I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."

Cheng Kaiyan dealt with these people calmly, but she was a little angry in her heart, knowing that someone was deliberately fanning the flames behind the scenes.

Clay figurines also have a certain amount of anger!

You will know when the paper is published.

……

Finally, school was over in the afternoon, and I went to the office to talk to Jiang Ting.

Cheng Kaiyan planned to go home to be with his mother, and he would go back to see her every few days.

Xu Yuxiu had no problem adapting to being alone at home. Instead, she often watched TV until late with Aunt Wang Qiang, Zhan Xinyu and Zhan Wenlei next door.

These people are addicted to watching TV.

On the way back, he heard some students discussing this matter.

"Have you heard that Cheng Kaiyan, a great writer in our school, is writing a great paper! I heard it from Brother Li Zhi in the writer class."

"That's amazing, but can he really write? This is not writing an article!"

Cheng Kaiyan accelerated and soon returned to Wutong Courtyard.

In the Cheng family’s kitchen.

Xu Yuxiu stood in front of the stove, stewing chicken soup. The combination of mushrooms, chopped green onions, and free-range chickens created a fragrant aroma.

As soon as Cheng Kaiyan came back, she saw Wang Cuihua squatting at the door, her green eyes looking into the kitchen, "Kaiyan is back, I haven't seen you these few days? Your mother is stewing chicken soup! Hey! This chicken soup smells so good."

Cheng Kaiyan said a few words casually while pushing his bicycle, then walked into the kitchen.

"Here~ I know you'll be back today, so I made some chicken soup especially for you. Drink it while it's hot, and I'll bring some back to your Aunt Jiang later."

Xu Yuxiu brought the delicious and fragrant chicken soup and placed it in front of him.

"it is good."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded.

"When will you finish your thesis? When do you plan to come back?"

"Probably by the end of the month, very soon."

Xu Yuxiu nodded, got up and went back to the room, holding a letter and handing it over, "This is the letter that was delivered yesterday, it's from Xiaoli, but you're not at home."

"I see."

Cheng Kaiyan nodded, guessing in his heart that it might be related to the exam.

When he opened it, he saw that Liu Xiaoli wanted him to ask Aunt Wang Qiang about the specific exam situation, content, time and other information so that she could prepare for it.

"How about it?"

Xu Yuxiu was very concerned about her future daughter-in-law Liu Xiaoli, and asked about her immediately.

"She sent you her regards in the letter. Besides, we are too far apart. She also said that she wanted to be admitted to the Beijing Dance Academy. She didn't know the details, so she asked me to ask Aunt Wang Qiang."

Cheng Kaiyan explained.

"That's a good thing. I'll go ask about it later."

Xu Yuxiu was a little surprised when she heard this. She had been worried about the distance before. After all, one was in Beijing and the other was in Jiangcheng. Even if they were together now, such a long distance would not be good for their relationship.

She is an experienced person and has seen many such things.

For example, the husband of a female teacher in their school had gone to support the third front line. The two of them were in different places, so naturally the result was not good.

After finishing their meal, the two of them packed up and went straight to the next room.

"Auntie Wang, are you there? I have something to talk to you about."

Aunt Wang Qiang and her family were sitting at the dining table eating dinner when they saw the two of them enter the house.

He quickly said, "Hurry up and sit down. Have you eaten?"

"After eating, it's like this..."

The two men explained their purpose.

Aunt Wang Qiang nodded, thought for a moment and explained, "It's like this. Our Beijing Dance Academy has only started to officially recruit undergraduate students from outside this year. Students take the separate entrance examination organized by the academy, which mainly focuses on the assessment of professional skills and artistic performance ability.

Especially for dance majors, the examination content usually focuses on basic dance skills, repertoire performance, improvisation, etc. Cultural exams such as Chinese, mathematics and English are not the main part of the dance major entrance examination.

With Xiaoli's dancing talent and level after more than ten years of practice, it is naturally far beyond the level of undergraduates, and even better than some teachers.

There is no point in getting a bachelor's degree at this level. I have discussed this issue with their teacher Jiang Ling before. Xiaoli mainly wants to learn Chinese classical dance from me.

In addition, the Beijing Dance Academy has not officially recruited graduate students, most of them are internal recommendations, and then they are assessed..."

After listening to Wang Qiang's explanation, Cheng Kaiyan looked at her silently, "That..."

Zhan Wenlei chuckled, "My mother has a very good impression of Xiaoli, so she will help if she can."

"You are the only one who talks a lot."

Wang Qiang glared at her and said with a smile, "Well, give me her address and I'll write her a letter to have a good chat. If it doesn't work, we can shorten the duration of study and continue with the bachelor's and master's degree. It depends on what Xiaoli chooses. Anyway, a dance talent like Xiaoli is rare even in our Beijing Dance Academy."

"That's good. Anyway, I'll leave it to you."

Cheng Kaiyan and Xu Yuxiu both expressed their gratitude.

"Alright, alright, it's not a big deal. Besides, our two families have such a good relationship, Xiaoli is a good match, and their teacher Jiang is my junior, so we have a close relationship. Just leave it to me."

Wang Qiang waved his hands repeatedly and said happily.

Then he looked at Cheng Kaiyan and joked, "It's just that time is tight. This year's single-recruitment exam will be held in late July. Then you two will be able to meet again!"

"Hahaha……"

Hearing this, everyone laughed.

Cheng Kaiyan calculated the time in her mind and realized that there were not many days left.

After resolving the matter, he left an address, turned around and left, riding his bike back to Jiang Ting's dormitory.

"Crack!"

When I opened the door, I saw a graceful and elegant woman sitting on the floor of the living room with a mat underneath her.

Jiang Ting's legs were spread out, straight as a straight line, and her arms, thighs, and upper body were moving slowly and rhythmically, performing extremely difficult movements one after another, which dazzled Cheng Kaiyan.

Apparently she was practicing yoga.

"came back?"

Hearing the noise at the door, Jiang Ting asked without raising her head.

"Yeah, I brought you some chicken soup."

Her eyes lit up when she heard this.

After a while, she finished her practice and sat on the sofa, happily drinking chicken soup.

After drinking, the two took a short break and then continued to perfect their thesis without stopping.

By the weekend morning, there were only a few sections left to complete the paper.

Peking University has invited Jiang Ting to give a lecture today. In addition, many professors from Peking University, Tsinghua University, Beijing Normal University and other universities will attend the lecture, so we cannot be careless.

Therefore, Jiang Ting got up early in the morning and made two cups of coffee for herself and Cheng Kaiyan to refresh themselves.

Jiang Ting walked into Cheng Kaiyan's room with a cup of coffee in her hand. "Kaiyan, are you going to Peking University with me to give a lecture? Or are you staying at home to write a paper?"

Cheng Kaiyan was soundly sleeping on the single bed in the room.

"Looks like he needs to take a rest. I can't wake him up even if I call him."

The beautiful woman put the cup on the table and shook Cheng Kaiyan several times but failed to wake him up. She frowned and thought.

I can't help feeling a little guilty.

After all, this guy is writing a paper for the first time and he can't withstand such intensive work.

Just as the beautiful woman was feeling guilty, the young man on the bed woke up slowly and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Take a rest today. Although there is controversy about your paper, I hope you don't mind it. Once this paper is published, all the controversy and doubts will be resolved and turned into praise."

Jiang Ting said in a gentle voice, then stood up and handed over the coffee.

Cheng Kaiyan nodded. This was indeed one of the reasons why the competition had been so intense in the past two days.

After getting up and drinking coffee, the two rode their bikes out and headed straight for Peking University.

We passed by the familiar Boya Tower and Weiming Lake, and finally arrived at the auditorium under the guidance of the staff.

Today's lecture is mainly aimed at the academic community, but students can also come and sit in.

“Dear scholars and seniors, I am Jiang Ting, an associate professor of the Chinese Department of Beijing Normal University. Today we will mainly talk about the topic of cultural exchange, or you can call it cultural invasion.

This is like a war between cultures. As the saying goes, if we don’t occupy the high ground of ideology and culture, the enemy will…”

Jiang Ting sat on the stage with great enthusiasm, starting from what she had seen during her years of studying in Germany, and then going on to fully analyze and explain cultural phenomena such as the current domestic literary and film crazes.

The explanation is simple, clear and well-reasoned.

The professors and scholars who came to listen to the lecture were all fascinated, and many of them even took notes.

At noon, the lecture finally ended.

"Professor Jiang is really a young man to behold. Are you interested in coming to our Peking University?"

Deputy Director Yan of the Chinese Department of Peking University came over with a few professors and asked with a smile.

They are all well-known scholars in the academic world, and they are all surrounding Jiang Ting, chatting and laughing.

This is enough to show the rise of this academic star.

Not far away, Cheng Kaiyan watched silently.

At this time, a girl with a slender figure and delicate features approached.

"Cheng Kaiyan, why are you here? Where is my aunt?"

(End of this chapter)