"Dear friends who have come from afar, welcome to visit Peking University in this midwinter season. Here, on behalf of the teachers and students of Peking University, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to you..."

The male host next to him delivered an emotional speech. Liu Ruying stood aside, with a sweet smile on her face, as bright as a peach blossom.

The carpet is bright red, the curtains are light, and Liu Ruying's long dress drags on the ground, like the swaying manjus and sandals on the banks of the River Styx, which has an amazing and mysterious allure.

From her perspective, the guest seats in front of her were filled, and countless students raised their mobile phones to her, aiming their cameras at her.

They would take photos of her, add text like "Liu Ruying is so beautiful" or "The school beauty is so classy", and post them to places like confession walls or Moments.

In fact, she could tell what the students in front of her were saying from their mouth patterns.

"Wow, Liu Ruying's hairstyle today looks so ladylike, it looks so good..."

"Is her dress custom-made or rented? It looks very flattering on her."

"No wonder rich people like her. If I were rich, I would choose her too. It would give her face when I take her out..."

...Liu Ruying has become accustomed to standing in front of others and doesn't care about these comments.

Ever since she was in junior high school, she has been known as the class beauty and school beauty.

She has become accustomed to being the month between the stars and the moon, enjoying the exclamations and praises. Instead of being a small role sitting below and yelling.

She is already very familiar with hosting this kind of situation. She knows exactly what to say without even holding the host words in her hand. Now she holds a card in her hand purely to cooperate with the male host next to her and show that the dialogue is neat.

However, today she behaved a bit unprofessionally.

Her eyes would slant 45 degrees every now and then, and she would respond to the words of the male host next to her by instinct. The rhythm was very different from the rehearsal rhythm, which scared the male host to the point of sweating profusely.

She was waiting for Chen Ya and felt a little regretful.

Why didn't I tell Chen Ya more clearly about the meaning of this salon?

This is Chen Ya's first time attending such a large-scale event, which is equivalent to "appearing on stage."

If you are late for your "stage debut", how can you make up for it later so that you can recover the damage to your image?

Her eyes secretly looked at the people sitting in the main seat.

Jin Rubing, who is sitting on the far east side, has gray hair, wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, and a kind face.

No one dares to look down on this old man with a slightly fat figure and a slightly protruding belly, because he is the dean of the School of Liberal Arts at Peking University.

He is not only the editor-in-chief of Chinese textbooks for all grades, but also the author of the national Chinese volume.

For young people, a word or two of advice from such a character and a sentence or a half of praise can be used for a long time.

Sitting next to him is the academy's rising academic star, Fang Bai.

The youngest professor at Peking University, she has a neat appearance, good temperament, capable and energetic.

Although her research direction is biased towards science and does not seem to have anything to do with the theme of this cultural salon, as a young academic leader of Peking University, it is only fitting that she comes to calm the scene.

One seat away from the two of them sat a younger man.

This person's hairstyle is meticulously fixed with styling spray, and the hair on the sideburns is not messy at all. He is wearing a casual suit and looks dignified.

The female students here were all secretly sizing up this man.

His name is Wen Limin. He is not only a graduate of Peking University, but also the CEO of Qunlan Culture Company. He already has a net worth of over 100 million at a young age.

Although this achievement can only be regarded as middling in front of Peking University students who are used to seeing big names from all walks of life, Liu Ruying knew that he had a more important identity - his mother was a member of the Gu family.

In other words, he is actually a descendant of the Gu family. Being connected with him is very helpful for making good friends with the Gu family.

Not only the people on the stage, but also the students in the audience are crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

Liu Ruying originally planned a perfect way for Chen Ya to appear, but as a result, he was late!

I spoke absentmindedly, and when the opening was about to come to an end, there was finally a sound from the closed door.

A cute head peeked out from the crack in the door.

He looked left and right, and when he realized that most of the people in the room were focusing their eyes on him, he immediately blushed with embarrassment.

She ducked in, sneaked in, and quickly sat down in an empty seat in the first row.

This is Lu Qianzi who is a full ten minutes late.

Chen Ya followed her, but he didn't look around like a thief. Instead, he strode in. When he stood in front of Lu Qianzi, he paused.

"Okay, then we would like to ask Teacher Jin to talk about the development of Chinese culture."

"Ruying, we should go down." The male host next to him turned off the microphone and urged in a low voice.

"……Oh well."

Liu Ruying held up her skirt, walked slowly to one side, and stood quietly waiting beside her.

At the same time, his eyes were fixed on Chen Ya.

Jin Rubing took the phone, coughed slightly, smiled and said:

"Actually, I am engaged in literature. There is a huge gap between literature and culture. I am also a novice in culture. There are many well-known tutors and professors in the academic field who study culture, such as Fei Liqing, Fu Zhengyin, etc. They

What we study is traditional costumes and folk customs. This is considered culture. But I know that our theme this time is culture in a broad sense. So as a novice in culture, I will take the liberty to talk about this indirectly. I hope you will

Classmates, tap the bricks lightly, my old arms and legs can’t bear it (laughter). So, I want to start talking about the recent hot word, the term 'cultural export'..."

At this time, Liu Ruying didn't listen to Professor Jin's speech at all.

Her eyes were completely fixed on Chen Ya.

She was already starting to regret letting him come over.

I saw this guy actually lip-syncing to Lu Qianzi because there was no seat.

He stood so carelessly in front of everyone, and many students stared at him with curious eyes.

The seats in Yasheli were tight. Lu Qianzi's seat was originally occupied by a staff member of the student union, so she found an empty seat and sat down. There was no other empty seat next to her.

This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chen Ya looked around for a while, then quickly walked to the only empty seat on the field and sat down.

——Sitting between Fang Bai and Wen Limin.

For a moment, Liu Ruying was suffocated.

That seat was the seat in the center of the entire Yasheli, the focus of everyone's attention, and was reserved for the person in charge of Haiya Company.

He just sat down on it.

Jin Rubing's speech was not interrupted at all; Fang Bai looked surprised and seemed to want to talk to him, but it was difficult to speak because Professor Jin was talking; Wen Limin looked at him with curious eyes.

Liu Ruying covered her face with her hands.

It seems that they completely regard Chen Ya as the person in charge of Hai Ya.

Only now did Liu Ruying realize that she had made a huge mistake—she had underestimated the power of dropping out of junior high school.

The style inside the Yashe is relatively democratic, and the seats are very friendly. The teachers and students sitting on it are closer to each other, and the seats look similar to a round table——

It is probably for this reason that Chen Ya, who did not know the person sitting on it, could not tell where students should sit and where people with high status should sit.

This seemingly democratic seating arrangement is very mysterious. Even in the student seats, the positions of students with professional titles such as the student union are completely different from other students.

The seat that was left happened to be the most central seat in the room, and he actually sat on it just like that...

The male host next to him frowned and whispered: "Is he the person in charge of Haiya Company? Didn't I hear that the person in charge of Haiya Company is a very good-looking Japanese woman?"

With a livid face, Liu Ruying quickly walked to Si Chaoliang and Xia Yingji, who were still confused, and whispered:

"Quickly get a stool for Chen Ya and drive him off!"

Only then did Si and Xia realize that they had made a big mistake, and they were in a panic.

At this time, the students sitting below also noticed something was wrong, and started talking:

"Who is that? Isn't that the late student?"

"Did he sit in the wrong seat? He seems to be someone from outside the school."

"Let me go, isn't he the male protagonist who hugged Liu Ruying at noon today?"

"Hey, it's true! Why did he go there and sit there?"

"Pfft, hey! That one in front, come down quickly, that seat is not reserved for you!"

…

I don't know who burst out laughing first, and the low-pitched discussion turned into low-pitched snickering, which soon swept the entire Yashe.

"What is he doing? He doesn't think anyone can sit there casually, does he?"

"Hahahaha... This guy is so funny..."

"That's ridiculous. Didn't he see the professor next to him?"

"It's normal for him to be outside the school and not know the professors, but I'm still very curious about his mental state and how he managed to get to that position naturally after seeing this formation."

…

Liu Ruying was on pins and needles listening to these discussions. The male host next to her came over and asked:

"Ruying, what's the relationship between that person and you? Isn't he your boyfriend?"
To be continued...