Why is the Bright Moon Shining? - Chapter 8

The author has something to say: This article is set on the air, and if there are similarities in the names of famous schools and the like, it is a coincidence 🙂

“Do you know that you owe me a favor?”

Back in the dormitory, Guo Xiaoya suddenly remembered something, took something from the messenger bag, and took out a slightly wrinkled coupon in the mezzanine.

“Tonight, did you know that Mo Yan will come to our school for a small on-campus symposium. Professor Tong will be there.”

“Look, the ticket I got for you!”

Xu Can stretched out his hand to take the thin coupon, looked carefully, and heard that Tong Mingyue would go.

“Wow!”

“It’s in the small auditorium on the north side of the School of Humanities. I heard that Tong Mingyue would be there, so I grabbed the ticket from Liu Yiting. Did you come back from filming? It seems that you don’t have much time to prepare. Do you want to take a shower first. “

Xu Can took the ticket, and said happily: “I adore you so much, Fairy Xiaoya, ah, how can I thank you a little to repay the kindness in your heart?”

Guo Xiaoya was amused: “Okay, accept these good words, what’s the use of praising me. Don’t be old-fashioned when you meet Teacher Tong.”

“I’m not cowardly.”

“Aren’t you cowardly?”

Xu Can nodded and assured: “No cowardice.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

Xu Can bowed again and again, quickly packed up his changing clothes, and went into the bathroom.

Remove makeup for the shoot. A fair and pure face steamed red, and her long hair was dripping with water droplets. She casually tied it up and opened the wardrobe. Pick clothes, she has a lot of clothes.

Because of the part-time job, the clothes that have been filmed do not need to be returned from time to time.

Li Mingjuan’s shirts, T-shirts and jeans were always taken away by her. She asked about the cost price at first, and Li Mingjuan told her generously that the T-shirt was about two yuan. She accepted no burden.

Another Taobao shop owner that Xu Can picked up was out of town and sent two large suitcases of clothes every two months. She took her mobile phone and took pictures of her outfits in front of the full-length mirror, without showing her face. The buyer thought the model himself was the store manager.

After several cooperations, the other party said that there is no need to send the goods back.

Therefore, Xu Can, a student who received poverty subsidies, has an inexplicably full wardrobe. There are also any styles, all new.

After hesitating, she picked out a doll dress that showed her waist and legs, and while blowing her hair, she asked, “Mr. Li must have asked me to join Tongtong in the activities of the School of Humanities, right? Then they sit in front, and I seem to be… um .”

In front of others, Xu Can is a well-behaved and shy student who respects his teachers.

Behind the scenes, Tong Mingyue has been given numerous nicknames.

Normally, my teacher, my month, my Tongtong, my baby and my wife… all the messes were called secretly in the dormitory.

Also cool yourself.

In front of Tong Mingyue, she still said that Wan Nian’s peaceful words, “Hello, Teacher Tong.”

Guo Xiaoya laughed at her for being cowardly, cowardly and idiotic, but fortunately she was likable.

“I asked, Li Wei she didn’t go, it seems that she just asked your teacher Tong to help you watch the venue, maybe. You step in and enter the venue at the end, your teacher Tong must take the empty seat at the back and sit down, you Right next to her.”

“Ooh!”

“The skirt is very pretty, but let’s add two more sweaters to the coat. It will be dark after the symposium is over. If you dare to be cold, Teacher Tong will definitely let you go back to the dormitory first, and you won’t have the chance to have dinner together. already.”

“But I’ve already had dinner.”

“Then ask Teacher Tong if he wants to eat supper?”

“Okay,” Xu Can took a navy blue sweater and cardigan from the closet, put it on, matched it with a gray plaid doll skirt, turned around, and looked at Guo Xiaoya who was sitting with eyes full of eyes, “Does it look good?”

Guo Xiaoya applauded, “If I hadn’t been pure and straight, I would have been electrocuted to death by you long ago. Keep your eyes and go to Diantong teacher!”

Xu Can lowered his head and stepped into the shiny patent leather shoes.

Arrange your clothes in front of the mirror.

Then he raised his eyes and glanced at her again, blinking lightly, the long eyelashes lining the bright pupils.

“How about the electricity, I don’t know much about this.”

Soft tone.

“…”

Guo Xiaoya’s face is full of beauty, I don’t care about you, I gave her a middle finger.

Xu Can smiled, sat down, picked up the ticket and looked at it, and asked casually, “By the way, what is this Mo Yan doing? The professor from our school.”

Guo Xiaoya: “…”

Guo Xiaoyaton waited for a few seconds, actually waiting for her to finish her jokes.

Seeing that she had no other reaction, she looked at her suspiciously and couldn’t help but be stunned.

“…You do not know?”

“I have no idea.”

“It’s impossible for you not to know.”

Xu Can blinked, wondering, “Why do I have to know.”

Guo Xiaoya’s complexion changed, a strange smile flashed across her face, she quickly tilted her head, covered her lips with her fist, and told her in a serious tone, “Mo Yan is that famous female author, who wrote prose travel notes, you have heard of the Sahara desert. No? She wrote it.”

“oh, I see.”

Guo Xiaoya added: “She is really famous. She was popular on both sides of the strait at the beginning of the ‘Mo Yan Fever’, understand? Today is a commemorative speech for the 20th anniversary of her death.”

“Dead? How do you say it was Mo Yan’s speech?”

“It’s about Mo Yan’s speech, introducing his life.”

“Oh,” Xu Can nodded again and again, “what would I do without you.”

Guo Xiaoya grinned and responded, her face twisted with a distorted smile, and the hand holding the edge of the table trembled slightly.

Xu Can was busy looking in the mirror and didn’t notice it at all.

She dried her hair, carried a small satchel, and went out in a hurry, “I’m leaving, I want to have supper and send me a message. Bye.”

“Uh-huh.”

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It’s not far from the dormitory building to the north auditorium of the Faculty of Humanities. Quicken your pace and you can walk there in six or seven minutes.

There are many couples along the way.

As soon as Xu Can walked to the small auditorium of the humanities school, he saw that the person in front seemed to be Tong Mingyue. She followed slowly with a distance away, raising her lips in a good mood.

Probably afraid of rain, Tong Mingyue held a navy blue folding umbrella in her hand.

Xu Can followed behind her, lightly.

Looking at her unhurried pace, the edge of the black coat is sometimes slightly blown by the wind, and the arc is elegant.

Winter clothes that don’t show your figure also have a graceful taste.

There are two steps in front of the small hall.

Tong Mingyue went up the stairs, and suddenly turned her head and said, “Why are you here too?”

His voice was light, without the concern of ordinary teachers.

But when I saw her, the eyes under the lens were smiling.

Her tone was too natural. So that Xu Can subconsciously followed her line of sight and looked back, and found that there was no one, it was a guilty conscience. Eyes on the back of your head?

The conditioned reflex raises a well-behaved smile.

“What a coincidence, Teacher Tong.”

She took out the admission ticket from her pocket, “I’m here to listen to the speech.”

Baba added: “The voucher given by the senior, he really can’t come.”

Tong Mingyue curled her lips and smiled lightly, “Then go in, it’s cold outside.”

“Okay…”

Xu Can sighed and walked in first resignedly. However, she turned around and went to the bathroom to stay for a while. She kept in mind Guo Xiaoya’s words to enter the arena last, aiming to sit next to Tong Mingyue’s seat.

The students came in one after another, and it was really more appropriate for a small speech or a reader meeting.

It is not easy for students from the School of Humanities to come here, so Guo Xiaoya can also grab other people’s coupons to assist.

The people were almost seated very quickly, and Tong Mingyue also came in from the sidelines and spoke to another male teacher next to him. He went to the front, and she went to the last row.

Xu Can watched her sit down from behind, and walked over quickly and naturally. Sit next to Tong Mingyue.

She sat down and didn’t have time to say anything.

Tong Mingyue naturally handed her a small bottle of mineral water.

In the carton in front of her, she was holding two bottles, as if they were specially prepared for her neighbors.

Xu Can took it and raised his lips in silence.

Unscrew it first, then cover it with ease, and replace the opened one with the unopened one in Tong Mingyue’s hand.

“thanks…”

Tong Mingyue was obviously not accustomed to being taken care of like this, and thanked him for a while, and then said with a serious expression, “I should have driven it for you.”

“Oh,” Xu Can squeezed his lips into a smile, unscrewed the bottle cap, and wanted to take a drink to calm down.

How to do it.

She is also half-audacious, but she doesn’t even dare to look at her for a while, for fear that her heartbeat will be too fast, or that she will be betrayed by the obvious smile in her eyes.

The classmates sat down and were quiet for a while, and the protagonist soon appeared.

“Good evening everyone, I’m Mo Yan.”

On the stage, the middle-aged and elderly people in the Mediterranean Sea leaned against the microphone and sat in the middle of the stage, and they were a little chubby.

The slide behind him had his name on it.

“I’m very happy to be able to talk to my classmates about my book tonight…”

Xu Can took a sip of mineral water and looked at the stage.

Hearing this, the water split the intake pipe before he could swallow it.

“Cough cough…” She covered her lips, and she didn’t dare to disturb others with the coughing sound, her face turned red.

“Are you okay?” Seeing her choked with tears, Tong Mingyue hurriedly took out a napkin from her bag, handed it to her, and patted her on the back, “Why do you drink in such a hurry.”

Xu Can took a piece of paper and pressed the corner of his eyes, then slowly asked, “He said he was Mo Yan?”

“Um?”

“No, Mo Yan,” Xu Can swallowed the disrespect of “Isn’t he dead?” and asked politely, “Is it really him?”

Tong Mingyue heard her question strangely, and couldn’t help laughing, “Which book did you read? I think it’s different from the author you imagined.”

Xu Can didn’t understand for a while.

Said, “That’s it…”

Seeing her complex face, Tong Mingyue was a little curious, “Which one?”

Of course Xu Can was embarrassed to say that he never read literature books, so he recalled what Guo Xiaoya told her.

“The… Sahara desert?”

Tong Mingyue was stunned for a while.

Then the corners of his lips curved, and the corners of his eyes followed.

After a few seconds, he explained gently in a very flat tone: “You probably remembered it wrong. “Story of the Sahara” was written by a Taiwanese female author, her name is Sanmao.”

Xu Can: “…”

At this time, she must have realized that she was deceived by Guo Xiaoya.

“The one on the stage?”

“The author who won the Nobel Prize for Literature, Mo Yan.”