After being trained by Yu Dong, Qu Aiguo became honest for a while, and a few minutes later he approached Yu Dong with a playful smile.
"Brother Dong, do you have any new poems recently?"
Yu Dong was looking at the composition of chubby Li Huixiang. When he heard Qu Aiguo's words, he turned around and glanced at him, "You are quite concerned about my creation."
"It should, it should. Once you are a teacher, you will always be a brother. I care more about you than I do my own brother."
"Do you have a biological brother?"
"That's not true, but it doesn't matter. So brother, do you have a new work?"
"No." Yu Dong shook his head.
Qu Aiguo expressed disbelief, "No way, there is a poetry reading on the weekend. Brother Dong, you haven't prepared any new poems yet?"
"Do you know everything about the poetry reading club?" Yu Dong said with some surprise.
"Of course, I'm well-informed."
Yu Dong looked at Qu Aiguo and thought that this guy already knew about it, and there were probably many other students who knew about it too.
Liu Changmin told him before that their poetry reading club was famous. He thought that this fame was limited to teachers, but he didn't expect that it had spread to students.
In fact, Yu Dong also noticed that during this period, Jin Yi students' enthusiasm for literature has obviously increased. This is not only because he published a novel in "Zhongshan", but more importantly because of the school's work in this regard.
Got some guidance.
Wu Changxin probably felt that the school had two students, Su Tong and Yu Dong, in succession, and this time Yu Dong was interviewed by the Yangtze Evening News for his novel, so he could take advantage of this trend to stir up the literary atmosphere in the school.
As an art school, it would definitely be beneficial if the school could earn some reputation in this area.
In addition, Jin Yi is also considering reviving the drama department.
Jinyi had a drama department twenty years ago, which admitted students majoring in drama performance and stage art. Later, due to some reasons, the drama department was closed down.
In the past two years, various schools have begun to add majors, so Wu Changxin is also considering whether to restore the drama department.
And it’s not just a simple recovery, Wu Changxin has greater ambitions. Nowadays, film and television dramas are developing rapidly, and there will definitely be a big market in the future. If we don’t seize the opportunity at this time, we will wait until the film and television dramas mature before thinking about adding professional services.
Just one step slower.
So what Wu Changxin thinks is that on the basis of restoring the original two majors, the drama department will add majors such as film studies and film and television screenwriting.
Among them, film and television screenwriters are closely related to literature.
There is currently no opportunity to restore the drama department, and Wu Changxin is trying to find an opportunity in the process of promoting the school's literary atmosphere.
Yu Dong heard these things from Hu Changqing. When he heard this, he admired Wu Changxin's vision from the bottom of his heart, but he knew that Jinyi was already far behind other schools.
Even if we start chasing now, if nothing unexpected happens, it will be very difficult to catch up.
"Brother Dong, do you really have no new works?" Seeing Yu Dong in a daze, Qu Aiguo asked again.
Yu Dong came back to his senses, looked at Qu Aiguo and said, "Put your mind on your work. If our class doesn't perform well this time, see how I deal with you."
Qu Aiguo shrank his neck and did not dare to joke with Yu Dong anymore.
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After walking out of the classroom, Yu Dong was still thinking about the poetry reading meeting. He didn't pay much attention to the poetry reading meeting before, thinking that if there were too many people, he would let them chat while he was a spectator.
Now it seems that many of the people who come here probably come because of him, and they cannot be spectators.
But Yu Dong is really not good at writing poems. Last time he was inspired to write a few lines. He seemed to think it was ordinary. It was because of Liu Meiqin's random punches that he became famous for that poem.
This time I asked him to write poetry again, but he couldn't hold it in anymore.
If it were in the form of a lamb, he could write a dozen or so poems in the time it took him to urinate, but that kind of poem would make him vomit after reading it.
After thinking for a long time, Yu Dong decided not to compose poetry for the sake of composing poetry. If he had to show up to the reading group, he would find a poem he liked and recite it to them. After all, it was a poetry reading group, not a poetry writing group.
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He doesn't care whether others are disappointed or not. Anyway, when "Tree" became popular, he was already prepared to fall from a height, or lie down on the spot at worst.
After making up his mind, Yu Dong's mentality became relaxed again, and he walked towards the dormitory with his hands behind his back.
When we arrived at the dormitory compound, we happened to meet Feng Ming returning from playing basketball.
He was covered in sweat and wanted to hug Yu Dong, but Yu Dong quickly dodged him and said, "Old Feng, if you have something to say, please say it. Don't do anything."
Feng Ming chuckled and said, "I need your help with something. Why don't you go somewhere at night? I'll find you after I finish taking a shower."
"What do you want from me?" Yu Dong looked suspicious, then waved his hand, "If you want me to join the team, don't talk about it."
Feng Ming had approached Yu Dong many times before and asked him to join the staff volleyball team, saying that it would be a pity for him not to join the volleyball team due to his height.
But Yu Dong refused every time.
This time Feng Ming came to see him, he thought it was about the volleyball team again.
"Wu Niu is out of breath." Feng Ming said with a smile, "I'm not looking for you this time for the volleyball team, but for something else. The specific matter will be discussed after the moon rises above the willow trees and we make an appointment in the evening. I
Go take a shower first, remember to wait for me in the room."
"..."
Feng Ming took a shower very quickly, and it took less than ten minutes for Yu Dong to return to his dormitory. He arrived at Yu Dong's dormitory with wet hair.
He was not empty-handed either, he threw a red plastic bag into Yu Dong's arms as soon as he arrived.
"It's an advantage for you. My hometown sent me tea leaves and top-quality melon slices that you can't buy in ordinary places."
Yu Dong picked up the plastic bag and weighed it. The portion was not small, there must be two or three taels.
He pushed the tea leaves forward and said: "To be courteous for nothing is to be either a traitor or a thief. You first tell me what you want me to do for you, and then I will consider whether to accept your things."
"What I'm saying is that tea leaves and the help I want from you are two different things." Feng Ming pushed the tea leaves in front of Yu Dong again and said righteously: "Am I the kind of person who drives others away with benefits, and you are
Are you the kind of person who does things based on profit? I believe that even if I didn't bring anything today, you would still help me if I should. I have already seen it, and you, Yu Dong, are a great gentleman who is anxious for others."
"Stop it, stop it, don't give me the ecstasy soup. If you have something to say, I'll see you off if you don't have anything else."
"Okay, I'll say it, I'll say it."
Feng Ming suddenly became shy, his dark face was rosy. He slowly took out a folded piece of white paper from his pocket, "Didn't I write a poem by myself? I want to trouble you to give it to me."
Chapter completed!