As the head of the often-used cultural heritage organization, the dean has quite a understanding of some news about the literary world.

Of course he also heard about this gossip.

Now the Lord is in front of him and has said something plausible, so he asked directly.

"What does Mr. Zhou Kunmu have to do with you? What I mean is, do you have any personal relationships?"

Chen Yu was confused when asked, but in fact he hadn't even heard of this person's name.

Although I must have seen it on the Qingyun List before.

But people's memory is not a camera. I suddenly told him that he couldn't react for a while, so he directly expressed his confusion.

"Who is he? I don't know him, why are he mentioned suddenly?"

The dean told Chen Yu about this matter concisely.

Chen Yu couldn't laugh or cry.

What I have to admire is that no matter which world, the online melon-eating crowd has a very big idea.

Mr. Lao She had nothing to do with this person, and how could he deal with this master whom he didn't know who he was.

Someone said before: On average, between every two people, you can get in touch with six people.

But no matter how much people in these two worlds are involved, it is probably difficult to get along with them.

Chen Yu naturally wanted to clarify this matter, so he denied it completely.

The denial is not because he cares, but in fact he doesn't think this matter has any big impact.

Little did he know that there was a conspiracy behind him that began to ferment, but the signs had not been revealed for a while, so he naturally didn't know.

After reading the book for so many years, the dean can naturally see the importance of "The Old Man and the Sea".

Since Chen Yu couldn't ask anything, the dean simply took his attention back to the book itself.

He has only read half of it now, and Chen Yu is about to take this book to find Dr. Yan.

He was about to lose sight of himself, and the dean immediately started to be fooled.

"You see, you have eaten so much of me before. As the saying goes, "It's not an exaggeration to borrow a book at this time, right?"

Chen Yu:...

Chen Yu looked at the shape of a book with a white coat on the dean's chest: "You can just take it away, why are you doing this..."

He was all in his pocket, could he refuse and then reach out and dig in?

It's simply unconventional.

When Chen Yu was recalling the recording of "The Old Man and the Sea", he used an electronic file input with his optical brain, and could print and backup at any time, so he naturally would not care about this with him.

So the dean, who received the reply, hurriedly took the book and left.

The chubby back ran very fast, and he never mentioned the matter of stamping Chen Yu and letting him leave the hospital.

Chen Yu knew the dean's personality and did not catch up and talk to him.

I went back and found the appraisal form, and asked the nurse to take it to the dean, and asked him to stamp it and then apply to him through the official website of Yangxinyuan.

Then he printed a copy of "The Old Man and the Sea" and gave it to Dr. Yan in the same way.

There was no delay, and after saying goodbye, he returned to his home with a lot of burden.

It is the end of summer. I wandered on the road but didn't feel much cooler in autumn.

The breeze blew, passing through the hair.

The breath of camphor tree inexplicably recalls the feeling of walking on the playground in high school.

Chen Yu didn't expect that he could really return to his high school years.

When I was seventeen or eighteen years old, I didn’t feel that every day was a very ordinary day.

Even because of the sea of ​​questions and the amount of learning, I always feel that every class is a torture.

I finally survived the college entrance examination and looked forward to my middle school life, thinking that it was as described by all high school teachers: You will fall into the ocean of enjoyment.

But I really waited until that day to understand.

No matter what the reality is!

Regarding youth, it is generally felt that yesterday is always the best, tomorrow is the worst, today is the worst.

So Chen Yu was happy when he just entered university, not long after, and began to think about his former high school life. Sometimes he was in college classes and still recalling the high school class.

In his imagination, he had long thought about how he would arrange his high school life if he returned to high school.

Study, get into a good university

Storing manuscripts and writing the first book in your life.

Talk to your brothers well and don’t hurt the people around you because of the pressure of the college entrance examination.

Pick a white gardenia and give it to the girl on the front table who can whip you with a long ponytail.

But at that time, while he was fantasizing, he realized that all this was just a bubble, and the past time could never be repeated. All his good and bad thoughts were unrealistic.

But now it's different. He's really back to high school.

Although it is no longer the same world, even the current Chen Yu is no longer the same Chen Yu in the past.

"I really want to go home..."

It’s not about going back to the home of this world, nor about going back to the house of that world.

Chen Yu didn't know what the definition of home was when he said this.

But he still wanted to say this.

It’s like after you say this, you can find a spiritual refuge for yourself.

Maybe it's pretentious!

"Aren't you going home? You haven't contacted me for so many days. Tell me that you're about to start school, where are you going?"

One arm directly brought Chen Yu's neck from behind.

Cooperating with this kind of squatting words, Chen Yu was so palpitations that he almost thought he had encountered a kidnapper, and his first reaction was to fall over his shoulder.

"Hold the grass! You're murdering!"

The boy, who was like a thin monkey on the ground, screamed like a pig.

Chen Yu, who was still in shock, stared at him vigilantly, and his body naturally made a defensive posture.

"You have changed. You are no longer the little fish that loves me, oh oh..."

Chen Yu:...

Chen Yu, who had worked as a staff member of the newsstand, put away his defensive posture and began to contact nearby newspapers and magazines on the light brain.

The thin monkey is born with a smile, but he also knows the right way.

When I saw Chen Yu's movement, I knew I was going to have a big time again. I quickly got up from the ground: "Brother, don't be impulsive, I'm joking with you. You see, the smart camera is not joking, I must not be sick!"

Sometimes artificial intelligence is no different from artificial intelligence retarded.

When the thin monkey was just lying on the ground and making a fuss, the smart camera next to him seemed to be unaware of it.

Now he has made a comeback and stands up and smiles to please Chen Yu. The smart camera suddenly starts to operate.

"Patients with anti-intellectual emotional disease have been found to request nearby support, request nearby support-"

Skinny Monkey: "...Wait for me, are you sick?"

The skinny monkey looked at Chen Yu, and he had already recognized his eyes when he looked at the smart camera, and explained in a very unconvincing way: "Listen to my explanation..."

Chen Yu: "I'm listening."

The thin monkey swallowed his saliva, and his head was buzzing.
Chapter completed!