Yamaishi

In fact, Li Fangqian had already considered Shen Zhuoqing's concerns.Therefore, before he came to City B, Chen Fang had a headache.

It stands to reason that Li Fangqian has always been the most worry-free. Now that Chen Fang has been transferred to the Youth League Committee, Li Fangqian will help out with many tasks, and he never said that he would threaten to repay favors.But Li Fangqian rushed to Chen Fang's office directly after seeing those posts that got worse and worse, holding a pile of paper and a pen, as if collecting rent.

"No... I will definitely help Zhuoqing when this happens, but can you stop talking to me like I owe you money?"

While flipping through the papers, Chen Fang muttered, "If our leader finds out about this, we will probably be punished."

"Then do you sign or not?" Li Fangqian said impatiently.

"Sign! Why don't you sign!" Chen Fang put away the big paper cursingly, and said, "Not only do I sign, but I also want to ask Linlin Poetry Club for you!"

On the grass in front of the Drum Tower, the girl from the Academy of Arts raised her head blankly.

She always heard Teacher Sun mentioning Shen Zhuoqing in class, and she also saw the pen name "Shan Shi" in some literary movies.After listening to a long story, without hesitation, he wrote his name next to the densely packed signatures.

In Building No. 6 of the boys' dormitory, the current president of the poetry club lives on the top floor.

Before he took office, he imagined many anecdotes about 502, and he was fascinated by the free and enthusiastic 90s.He picked up the pen, and signed it for his roommate in a fluttering manner.

In front of the steps in front of the library, clubs for night chats gathered in twos and threes.

They didn't know who Shen Zhuoqing was, but they had an impression of the nice young teacher in the Department of Earth Sciences.Before the story was finished, they lined up to sign, and they didn't forget to play and sing a song.

In the network management center not far from the campus, Fang Xunyi squinted at Chen Fang, hesitated for a while, then took the thick paper, scanned it into a picture with the highest accuracy, and then called Liu Liu at the publicity office.

This year, Apple released its first-generation smartphone, Chang'e-[-] was successfully launched, and preparations for the Olympic Games were in full swing.And one of the most enjoyable things Mr. N discussed was that a teacher from the Department of Earth Sciences with the account number of Li Fangqian on the BBS publicly challenged the Faculty of Liberal Arts of T College.

The two colleges and departments were originally incompatible, but they had a big battle. A joint book by thousands of people and a post with nearly a thousand words, although the writing was not too gunpowder, it was neither humble nor overbearing. Clear name.

In the joint book, almost all the names of the 33 colleges of arts, science, technology and business appear.

These names, handwriting varies, and even pen colors are different.But in this crooked, even messy list, there is a fire burning brightly.

When Li Fang got this long list, the closing music of the library just sounded, which was the school song of N University that had been used for a long time.

The lyrics are not popular. If it was placed a few years ago, Li Fangqian would definitely not be able to understand it, and Shen Zhuoqing even needed to explain the meaning to him.While holding this heavy joint book in his hand, Li Fangqian suddenly understood the expectation in the lyrics:

"Thousands of sages return together, and goodness flows together."*

The post was written by Zheng Qinyi, and his signature is in the lower right corner.

Wu Que gave Zheng Qinyi part of the original materials of his thesis, which was attached to the post as proof;

Li Fangqian generously posted the composite photo with a red background, and wrote "Combine the two surnames for a good marriage";

Lin Wanyi provided the chat records between herself and Shen Zhuoqing, proving that the relationship between the two is innocent, and also reiterated her position;

The early members of the Jungle Poetry Club received a call from N City on the same day.They are now in different places, but they have all sent support in their own way.

Some of them stood on the podium, some continued their research work, some picked up a scalpel, and some went in and out of the tallest office building in white-collar suits.But most people no longer have time to write and read poetry.Even mentioning one or two sentences written when I was young at the dinner table will be laughed at by people, which is sour and naive.

Maybe someone turns on their mobile phone, but they can no longer find the poems they wrote or the sentences they read; maybe there are still people who keep the letter Zheng Qinyi sent before graduation, still thinking about the twentieth-century novels that they couldn’t read together. The last sunset.

But they coincidentally thought of the night when they sat together watching the river lanterns.

Everyone on that day saw a galaxy full of dreams.

The article translated by Zheng Qin was very long, about three pages, densely packed with stories from N University to T College, and the key parts were highlighted in bold.

In the article, there are Shen Zhuoqing who shines in the Jungle Poetry Club, Li Fangqian who is highly anticipated when the freshman enters school, there are resentful spouses who are far apart, and there are idiots who are timid and compromise.

There is also reality.

There are plagiarism incidents that drag the so-called strength of character into the quagmire, there are sexual assaults that put fairness and justice on the soles of their feet, and there are cyber violence that puts gentleness, respect, and thrift in the back of the mind.

There are seven lists, a total of seven colors, arranged in the order of the rainbow.Like a poem that has been going on for many years, it passes through thousands of mountains and rivers far away, and through the Ganges River for a long time.

There is a sentence in the post, when Li Fangqian read it, his eyes were wet.

He thought, this teacher who likes to stay up late to correct homework as "reading poems and fantasies in the early morning" really has a gentleness engraved in his bones, and he is indeed a role model for Shen Zhuoqing's life. *

——Mr. Zheng Qinyi said that I personally think that "minority" should not be the reason for losing one's voice, and "public opinion" should not be the graveyard of creation.

——After all, the pure character is not afraid of plain shoes, and the only orientation is the direction of the heart.

This is what is shown on the computer screen.

Shen Zhuoqing slid the mouse, the more he looked down, the heavier the tears in his eyes.

In the end, he simply stopped holding back, let his head rest in Li Fangqian's arms, let his tears wet his clothes, let his voice get louder and louder, and finally seemed to want to shout out all the grievances he had suffered for so many years come out.

Li Fangqian's heart had already softened, and he patted his shoulders with both hands distressedly, thinking that this was not intimate enough, so he hugged his head tightly, moved his hair, and kept saying, okay, Cry if you want to cry, I won't let you cry again in the future.

Who knows, the person in his arms moved vigorously, Li Fangqian thought that Shen Zhuoqing was getting angry and wanted to run, so he tightened his grip, and said while hugging: "I will never let you go again."

"Li Fangqian!" The man in his arms pushed away vigorously, with tears still hanging from his eyelashes, and his crying still persisted, so he muttered, "Are you going to suffocate me?"

Maybe it was holding back the grievance for too long, and suddenly vented it, Shen Zhuoqing's expression was unprecedented resentment, and his voice was three points louder than usual.

But Li Fangqian felt that this expression was extremely cute, so he couldn't hold back, stretched out his hand and grabbed his red nose from crying, then lowered his head and kissed his eyes.Tears were salty, and Li Fangqian grinned as if he had eaten candy.

"But..." Shen Zhuoqing stopped crying, her voice was still not deterrent, with a soft ending, to Li Fangqian's ears, it sounded like a baby, "I haven't promised you yet, have I?"

"On credit first." Li Fangqian made a gesture to carry the shameless to the end, "When you agree, let you kiss me back?"

As he said that, Li Fangqian saw a tear slipping down Shen Zhuoqing's cheek, and it was about to fall to the corner of his mouth. He felt too cute in his heart, so he couldn't hold it back, so he leaned forward and kissed the tear away.

Shen Zhuoqing came out of the ups and downs of emotions, felt the kiss, lost those pretentious thoughts, and tilted his head slightly.

Li Fangqian's lips were wet with wet tears, which were cold and soft, making his heart wet.

"Well......"

Before Shen Zhuoqing could speak, he was blocked by the owner of his lips.

The tongue was gentle at first, like the mist in the spring morning, wetting him little by little, and then slowly raging, with some undeniable force.Shen Zhuoqing was so kissed that he couldn't take a breath, so he could only hold Li Fangqian's collar tightly, and exerted strength with both hands.

But Li Fangqian understood this action as something deeper, so he became more forgetful and aggressive, blocking everything outside in his brain.

The magpies outside the window are so innocent, they sang songs for a long time outside for no reason, but no one in the house is willing to listen.

Under Liu Liu's operation, the things pointed out in the post sparked a prairie fire, and quickly reached the senior management of T hospital.

——If it was just a strife within the college, the research and engineering department of the T college could have turned a blind eye, but when it comes to cross-province and cross-school negotiations, it can't sit back and relax.

The newspaper followed the sound, and the Graduate School also began to restart the investigation of the academic plagiarism incident a few years ago, established a special team, and issued a commitment to a thorough investigation of the School of Arts.

Shen Zhuoqing left the T courtyard in the spring of this year, and only Lin Wanyi came to see him off in the courtyard.Li Fangqian helped him arrange all his luggage and put them on the train together.

Go to N City.

This matter, which has been shelved for too long, is now finally settled.

Shen Zhuoqing leaned on the back of the chair, watched Li Fangqian busy, and suddenly asked: "Why do you want to do this all of a sudden?"

Of course, it refers to the heavy joint name.

"It wasn't sudden." Li Fangqian corrected.

Looking out the window, the roaring scenery was reflected in the eyes, and the carriage shook violently.However, Li Fangqian felt that a heart that had been suspended for many years had finally returned to its proper place.

After all, the Blessed One is sitting right in front of you, carrying the scenery along the way with his vast eyes.

Shen Zhuoqing was not without worry, and asked him: "Will such a big disturbance affect the work at N University?"

In fact, Li Fangqian asked for too long a leave, and started to engage in affairs with Chen Fang, and was "invited" to go back by the school leaders repeatedly.

But Li Fangqian recalled the way Chen Fang jumped, and couldn't help laughing, but still shook his head firmly.

"So, am I recovering you now?" Li Fangqian put his hands on the table, slowly spread his five fingers, and spread them flat in the sunlight.

It's not loud, but it's loud enough for those around you to hear it.

In the astonished eyes of the crowd, Shen Zhuoqing calmly imitated Li Fangqian, and spread it flat on his hands.

At the moment of touching, Li Fangqian turned a small amount, making his fingers intertwined and holding each other tightly.

"Of course." Shen Zhuoqing said.

The author says:

*From "Thousands of sages will come back, integrated in Confucius" - Li Shutong.

*"A Taste of Poetry and Fantasy", from a professor I have great respect for

*woooooooooooooooo back together! ! !finally! ! !