Bu Ming's smile froze inch.

The little old man who was walking towards her at this moment was not tall, slightly thin, and older. He was an old man.

but.

That face.

!!!!!!

He seemed to have returned to the classroom and reappeared his identity as a noble male student who was particularly valued by Lao Wang—

(*＾ワ＾*)

(′?dish?')

〣(oΔo)〣

"Jiang Yue Niannian" who was originally planning to get to know each other was still waving enthusiastically:

"Old Wang! Lao Wang! Come here, see who is sitting next to you!"

The excitement and happiness in the tone also caused several authors in the back row to laugh:

"The two old men also want to meet No. 1... This kind of little personality is so cute!"

Bu Ming also heard these words. Facing the authors who were watching around him, he struggled to squeeze out a decent smile—

You don't know anything/(ㄒoㄒ)/~~

When Lao Wang heard the shout, he didn't understand why.

He stood in a daze - good guy, he also saw the face of the number one!

This is a bit exciting.

Look at Lao Wu, who was gloating and looking at the showy expression, felt that his heart was trembling at this moment-

The previous psychological construction was in vain!

Not only can he be younger than others.

Not even better than the students I teach...

God knows! Who hasn't had a competitive spirit?

Lao Wang has done a lot of psychological construction at home, thinking that young people who are better than him are also real and must be convinced.

Coupled with Lao Wu's depressed look, he felt much more comfortable and stabilized his mentality.

But now-

The number one on this website is actually his student!

Old Wu is now a joke.

Being a teacher is not as good as his own students, and he has been studying for a lifetime.

Lao Wang feels so sad inside—

What a broken website!

How can I just collect people around him to write novels?

Do you respect him or not!

(?í_ì?)

...

However, the reason why Lao Wang is Lao Wang is because although he has these mentalities, it actually does not shake his spirit.

At this moment, he only glared at Old Wu-

"I knew you didn't have a good intention to ask me to come."

The sound was not loud, and they were afraid that others would hear it, and they thought they had a conflict at the annual meeting.

How can this be called a conflict at the annual meeting?

This is obviously a conflict every day.

Old Wu is not afraid.

Now I can't wait to grin at the corner of my ears, it's so easy! Today, I feel relieved all day.

The two of them looked back and forth, and the lightning and thunder were roaring, what a big show!

The pitiful and weak Bu Ming stood stiffly in the best position in the first row, and at this moment there were ten thousand alpacas stinging back and forth in his heart.

What exactly did Ding Wei do?!

He doesn't care about the website, which does not mean that he can bring all the professors in the school to write novels!

I also arranged my seats like this - now that I can restore my identity as one of my bosses, can I turn back my time to avoid this embarrassment?

Damn woo...

...

More and more people gather around him, and he still admires him very much in his words. Authors who come to try to find topics to chat often bring up academic issues.

Bu Ming just wants to die.

However, it is not only him who is concerned about it, but also the second and third place are the old men and uncles of similar age, which is becoming more and more eye-catching.

The annual meeting has not yet begun, and more and more people are surrounding the three of them.

Bu Ming smiled numbly.

He has seen his future.

...

When the party was about to begin, he didn't know how he got through this period.

Fortunately, the crowd dispersed and Bu Ming finally calmed down.

So after thinking about it, he glanced at Lao Wang and asked in pain:

"Professor Wang, are you still planning to recruit graduate students?"

Don’t ask, ask, just to decide the title of master and apprentice with tears in your eyes.

Ask, it means respecting teachers and learning with all your heart.

Lao Wu's face became stiff.

So, why is there no one in their history department who is educated to write books?

Is history not interesting enough or not enough knowledge learned?!

Even the students were admitted lost!

Lao Wang! What a thief! You obviously said that you won’t recruit graduate students!

As a result, I let go and planned to bring Ding Wei!

Are you planning to bring another one now?

...

Lao Wang smiled happily.

What does it mean to be a student without saying anything?

What does it mean to be the best?

Oops hey!

I have two graduate students who write novels so well, which is not bad, and I, Lao Wang, are really amazing!

What are you afraid of if you can't compare to the young?

The good novels are all students who can write their own students. If you say it, you can get two layers of light on your face. Then look at Lao Wu, who is so angry that his face is distorted—

Oh!

When you went to the countryside, you could not compare with me. Now, you are still far from it!

...

Now that smart phones are on the market for half a year, domestic mobile phones are ahead of the world for the first time, and their popularity is very rare.

At least, most of the authors present can get one.

Now that you open the video website, you will get the annual meeting push trailer immediately.

"Where is our annual meeting still broadcasting online?"

"Oh my goodness!"

Several girls became nervous: "I didn't put on any makeup..."

"I'm not good-looking, and when I go on stage, my book friends will definitely lose their fans..."
To be continued...