Xiang Nan then accepted Peking University's invitation to teach writing with a monthly salary of 140 yuan.
Xiang Nan also reached an agreement with the school, Leng Qingqiu can enroll without taking the exam, and start studying from the sophomore year.
After that, Xiang Nan handed in his resignation to Beijing Normal University.
Principal Ge Liben was mentally prepared, knowing that a small temple cannot accommodate a big Bodhisattva.
After Xiang Nan became famous in the academic world, it was impossible for him to stay at Beijing Normal University. After all, compared with Peking University, Beijing Normal University is really inferior. Regardless of popularity, faculty, student quality or educational scale, there is a big difference.
People go to high places, and if they were him, they would also go to Peking University.
"Mr. Jin, your departure is a huge loss for our school." Ge Liben said regretfully, "But I don't have that much face to block your future. I just hope you have time to come back and see, our Beijing Normal University Great, the door is always open to you."
"Thank you principal, I remember." Xiang Nan nodded and said.
In good conscience, Ge Liben treated him well and took good care of him. Like he wanted an independent office before, Ge Liben immediately helped to arrange it.
So now that Xiang Nan is leaving, naturally he won't utter bad words. And in the future, Ge Liben has something to ask for, and he is willing to do his best to help.
Xiang Nan then held a banquet in Zhengyang Building, inviting the principal and teachers from the Department of Chinese Language and Culture to have dinner together, which was considered a successful conclusion to the work of Beijing Normal University.
During the dinner, everyone was very reluctant to leave Xiang Nan.
Although Xiang Nan is the son of the prime minister, he has always been unassuming and always smiles at everyone. And he is also warm and generous, whoever is in a dilemma, his hands are tight at the moment, as long as he asks that he will do nothing.
Even with such a character, they are reluctant to part with Xiang Nan.
"Hey, everyone don't need to be too sad. Mountains and rivers meet each other, we are destined, and we will meet after all." Xiang Nan raised his glass and smiled, "Come on, let me toast to everyone first."
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School starts in September, and Xiang Nan officially takes up his post at Peking University.
At this time, the campus of Peking University was located on the beach beside Jingshan Mountain, and it was only moved to Yanyuan, the campus of Yanda University in 1952.
The campus of Tsinghua University is located in Tsinghua Park, which is more than 30 miles away from the city center. It is already considered a suburb, and it takes half an hour to get there by car.
The reason why Xiang Nan chose Peking University instead of Tsinghua University was also because it was close to home.
Entering the school, going to the lecture hall, facing all the students in the classroom, Xiang Nan wrote his name on the blackboard—Jin Yanxi.
In an instant, it attracted the attention of all the students.
"Teacher, you are Jin Yanxi?! "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" were written by you?" A student immediately asked.
"Teacher, you are Mr. Jin Yanxi who wrote "Answer", "A Generation", and "Thunderstorm"?" Another student was also surprised.
"It's really young, it looks as old as us." Other students were also surprised.
Xiang Nan has a high reputation among the people because of his popular novels such as "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", "Legend of Sword and Fairy", "Legend of Chu Liuxiang", "Peerless Twins".
Although these martial arts novels are not high in style, full of obscenity and robbery, and promote feudal ignorance and strange powers, they can't stand to cater to the readers' psychology. There is a lot to like to see.
Even if you don't like to read martial arts novels, you have at least read Xiang Nan's poems and dramas such as "A Generation", "Answer", "Broken Chapters", "You Are April Day in the World", and "Thunderstorm". Talent is also quite admirable.
Because of this, the classroom is full of his fans. Seeing him standing there alive now, naturally everyone was very excited.
"Wow, Mr. Jin, it's really you?! I really love reading your novels, especially "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", I can't put it down~"
"Teacher, I especially like your long poem "Answer", I think it is really well written!"
"The teacher's "Qinyuanchun·Autumn" is the best. The book is full of vigor, scolding Fang Qiu, pointing out the country, and the words are passionate. The dung soil was once tens of thousands of households. How powerful it is!"
"Teacher, do you have any new poems recently, can you show us."
The students said one after another.
"Okay, okay, everyone be quiet." Xiang Nan knocked on the table, "Since everyone is so kind, it seems that I have to show my hand."
When the students heard this, they immediately applauded.
Xiang Nan smiled, then picked up the chalk, and quickly wrote on the blackboard:
"When the cobwebs ruthlessly seized my hearth,
When the lingering smoke of ashes sighs the sorrow of poverty,
I still stubbornly pave the ashes of disappointment,
Write with beautiful snowflakes: Believe in the future. "
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"Believe in the Future" is a poem written by the poet Index Finger in 1968.
With its profound thought, beautiful artistic conception, and catchy poetic style, the poem lets people know how to live well, how to encourage themselves, and how to unswervingly abide by their commitment to tomorrow in the face of adversity.
After it was launched, it was widely circulated among young people and received great welcome.
In the era of the Republic of China, the people are not only oppressed by corrupt officials, local tyrants and evil gentry, and warlords of great powers, but they are even in danger of subjugation.
Therefore, the plight, pain and oppression faced by young people are even worse than those in 1968. Therefore, this poem can better cater to their psychology, inspire their fighting spirit, and inspire their confidence.
So when Xiang Nan finished writing this poem, the students in the audience burst into thunderous applause.
"Mr. Jin, your new poem is really wonderful!"
"'She has the eyelashes to brush away the dust of history, and she has the pupils to see through the chapters of the years.' So beautiful~"
"Teacher Jin, you are really my idol, you have written such excellent poems~"
The students praised Xiang Nan's talent one after another.
Leng Qingqiu was also sitting under the stage at this time. After reading this poem, he also admired Xiang Nan's talent, and his eyes were full of little stars.
"Okay, students, be quiet, everyone next door is in class, let's not make too much noise." Xiang Nan coughed lightly, "I know I'm very talented, you don't need to keep reminding me.
And the reason why I create such excellent poems is mainly because I have accumulated a lot of knowledge, so I can accumulate and publish. So as long as you study hard, you will not only become me, but even surpass me in the future.
Okay, let's learn the first lesson, "Psychological Characteristics of Writing Receptors". "
Seeing that Xiang Nan is both talented and humorous, the students were all very interested, and there was no slip-up during the whole class.
After a class, Xiang Nan was immediately surrounded by his classmates.
Some asked him for autographs, some asked him for advice, and some girls even wanted to give him gifts. If they were bold enough, Leng Qingqiu was a little jealous.