The light and soothing steps of spring in the book seem to have to speed up a lot under the raging spring breeze and sandstorm in the capital. The annoying poplar fluff has just stopped floating, and some young people who are more anxious than the pace of spring have begun to wear it.
A short-sleeved T-shirt and shirt show the vitality of youth.
On Sunday, at around 8 o'clock in the morning, the rising sun in the east had a vicious mood.
Outside the gate of Yinhai Hotel in Zhongguancun, Su Chunfeng got out of the taxi and walked into the building leisurely. He was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, black trousers, and black leather shoes, and looked particularly sunny and handsome.
Today he was invited to attend a meeting.
National College Student Warlock Representative Association.
It sounds like that, but according to Song Ciwen, who personally sent him an invitation, the meeting was not initiated by a semi-official figure like Luo Tonghua, but by Ouyang Yuan, former president of the Kyoto University Student Warlock Association.
, Fan Yanzhi, and Zhuo Yingzhong, former president of the Peking University Student Warlock Association of Huaqing University.
Of course, this kind of representative who is a bit wise and versatile heroes in the world must have passed by Luo Tonghua and Li Quanyou, two figures representing the official will, nodded and allowed.
For Su Chunfeng, a veteran of two lives, the initiation and convening of the National College Student Warlock Representative Conference made him feel a little ridiculous. A group of young people had to show off their reputation before they really understood the world in depth.
Come on, it seems childish and arrogant - the big guys in the Qimen River and the world are not allowed to laugh and scold them in private, "It's true that a newborn calf is not afraid of a tiger, and the sky is high and the earth is still unknown. This is what I want to grab power in the world.
Drive us old guys away?"
However, when Su Chunfeng thought about it carefully, he really couldn't look at the ideas of these elites with a decadent old eye.
Besides, maybe the meeting was sold with sheep's head on this meeting. In fact, it was a meeting initiated by Luo Tonghua, Li Quanyou, and the officials represented behind them.
Currently, Su Chunfeng, the president of the Peking University Student Warlock Association, still has some understanding of the current college student warlocks nationwide. In terms of Beijing University, Huaqing, Kainan, Fudan, Nanjing, China Communications Technology Co., Ltd., Xijiu, Hubei University, Guangdong University, etc.
The most well-known colleges have the most student sorcerers, and the top student sorcerers in Kyoto University ranks first. There are relatively fewer sorcerers in other colleges. Some well-known colleges only have only one or two sorcerers in three to five years. The reason is not the case.
It is difficult to understand that there are few sorcerers themselves, and there are very few sorcerers who can go to college. In addition, there is another reason. Perhaps this Qimen River, which has a very strong traditional concept, has also been influenced by the entire society.
Even among the many magic families, sects and schools in the Qimen River, whether the elders or elite children who want to choose to study institution, they all admire these nationally renowned universities and universities. They feel that if they cannot enter such higher education institutions, they will not be able to study in this kind of higher education.
If you go to an ordinary university, it would be a waste of money. It would be better to give up your studies and spend more time practicing magic.
Following the meeting location written on the invitation, Su Chunfeng took the elevator to the third floor, asked the service staff, and turned right to the conference hall.
He was slightly surprised when he pushed the door open.
Because the huge conference hall was swept over and it was almost full, and there were about 70 or 80 people, right?
Su Chunfeng's arrival did not attract much attention. After all, all of them are all young warlocks with high eyes. Today, they gathered in the capital from all over the world. Who knows who? Su Chunfeng, who doesn't like to show off.
He was happy with this situation. He lowered his head slightly and walked leisurely to the back row of the venue. When he entered the door, he noticed that there seemed to be no seats with the table name on the table in front of each seat of the meeting.
It’s different, just sit there casually.
Before he could take a few steps, someone on the rostrum shouted: "Hey, Chunfeng, don't go back, come in front."
When Su Chunfeng heard this, he turned his head to look at him, but saw Song Ciwen standing on the rostrum and waving at him. In the venue, almost everyone looked at him in unison.
Su Chunfeng was confused, but he didn't think of anything else. He smiled and waved his hand to the front desk.
After the meeting room became a little quiet, I immediately talked about it:
"He is Su Chunfeng."
"I-Damn, it looks very ordinary."
"It's pretty handsome."
"It is said that this kid not only has his cultivation level reached the beginning of Qi Refining, but also has the ability to beat the masters in the middle stage of Qi Refining with his own exquisite magic techniques he has cultivated from the mountain gate."
"I really don't believe that he is so powerful..."
"Hey, I can't really be the inheritor of tricks."
"You can't say this nonsense!"
...
Su Chunfeng walked to the stage, shook hands with Song Ciwen with a smile and said, "Senior Song is fine."
"You, you've been in Kyoto University for almost two years. Once you fell down, you sat on the chair of the president of the Kyoto University Student Warlock Association. Why is it still the same as hiding aside when you see such an occasion? This time you can't help but
You are here, here..." Song Ciwen smiled and pointed to the names of the three long tables placed on the rostrum, and said with a smile: "Our old senior Ouyang Yuan and us have discussed it,
Professor Luo also made suggestions, and arranged a seat for you on the rostrum. The table card names were all set up, where else do you want to go?"
"No, don't." Su Chunfeng was frightened and quickly whispered: "You don't know me, you are so shy in nature. Isn't this roasting me on the fire?"
Song Ciwen smiled and said, "We are all for your own good, don't forget it."
"I won't sit on the stage!"
"Don't refuse first. This is the first National Student Warlock Representative Conference, which has unprecedented popularity. It has epoch-making historical significance. Don't be ignorant. Others can't grab this position." Song Ciwen
Seriously said: "And there is no reason for this. Not to mention the student warlock circles in universities and universities across the country, even the entire Qimen River, who has the most famous over the past year? Isn't it your Su Chunfeng... So
At this meeting, you must mention your name and let you speak a few words, but if you don’t speak, those who know you know you are low-key and not good at showing off, and those who don’t know you will definitely be able to do so.
I complained that you will be a big shot when you have a little fame, right? It is because of these issues that we have made arrangements in advance so that you can sit directly on the rostrum, so that you can avoid mentioning you during the meeting.
, If you walk from behind to the rostrum, isn’t that a bit more suspicious of being a big shot?"
Su Chunfeng said with a bitter face: "If I had known this, I wouldn't have come today."
"If you don't come, you're really a big shot and a showman."
"Hey, no, I said..." Su Chunfeng frowned and said with a smile: "Senior Song, why do I think you are here to plan for me to come for this National Student Warlock Representative Conference?"
Song Ciwen laughed and scolded: "Go to yours!"
"Okay, admit it!" Su Chunfeng nodded helplessly. From the corner of his eyes, he saw Bai Xingyong and Zongmeng. Lu Weiyang walked into the conference hall side by side and reached the first row under the rostrum. He greeted Song Ciwen.
First walked over and sat next to Bai Xingyong, turned his head and whispered: "What is the point of this meeting?"
Bai Xingyong joked: "Give Su Chunfeng the most popular award in 2000."
"Don't talk nonsense." Su Chunfeng hit him with his arm.
Zong Meng, who was sitting on the other side of Bai Xingyong, snorted softly and said in a cold tone: "Formalism is nothing more than to please the upper class, expand its influence, and gain more benefits in this new era, or seek
Just get more amulets.”
Su Chunfeng frowned slightly.
Lu Weiyang, who was sitting on the other side of Zongmeng, smiled and said, "Since ancient times, how can Qimen Rivers and Lake really be clean and have no power used by the government? To put it bluntly, we can also be considered as relying on others and having to bow our heads."
Bai Xingyong pretended to be shocked and said, "Two, don't say less, don't say less."
Su Chunfeng nodded with a wry smile, pointed to the name of his table on the rostrum, and said aggrievedly: "Look at it, I have begun to please the upper class."
All three of them laughed.
Of course they knew that with Su Chunfeng's temperament, he would definitely not agree to sit on the rostrum and be a celebrity. Therefore, his table name appeared on the rostrum. It must be the ones who hosted the meeting without notifying Su Chunfeng.
The name of the table is ready. Perhaps, this is what Professor Luo Tonghua meant. The fact that driving the ducks on the shelves was originally what people like them were best at.
While talking and laughing, Su Chunfeng's cell phone rings in his pocket, there is a message. He took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was a message from Gong Xiaorui: "I officially go to work in Huateng, but I haven't seen your friend Mr. Yang."
Su Chunfeng replied with a smile: "How is the treatment?"
"The monthly salary is 5,000 yuan, and there are bonuses and various subsidies. Thank you Chunfeng."
"You're welcome, work hard, remember to treat me if you've been promoted."
"Well, I'll start working, goodbye."
Su Chunfeng put his cell phone back in his pocket and continued to watch the game with a smile. After the last incident, Gong Xiaorui submitted a resignation letter to the company the next day, and then worked in the company for more than a month before officially resigning and making a lot of points.
The land received a salary. According to her, several bosses in the company had been taking special care of her in the past month, even though they knew that she was leaving, they still took special care of her, and their bonuses increased a lot.
It is obvious that Yang Shubin has too much face and those people are afraid of Su Chunfeng, who is unknown.
Bai Xingyong, who was sitting next to Su Chunfeng, came over and asked, "SMS from your girlfriend?"
Su Chunfeng smiled and waved his hand without answering.
People kept coming in at the door of the conference hall. Su Chunfeng swept through the corner of his eyes. He estimated that the entire conference hall would be roughly filled with more than a hundred people. With the students and sorcerers coming from behind, Professor Luo Tonghua also left.
When he came in, he was following him with a middle-aged man who was slightly younger than him, in his forties, and in his suit and ties. Su Chunfeng judged that he should be Li Quanyou of Bei Luonan Li.
There were also three men and one woman, two young men under thirty years old, who were less than thirty years old, who walked in and walked directly to the rostrum of the venue. Su Chunfeng paid attention to the name of the table on the rostrum:
Luo Tonghua, Li Quanyou, Ouyang Yuan, Fan Yanzhi, Tian Weng, Ding Guoli...