After dreaming of getting rich, I dressed up as a collapsed idol

Chapter 522

"Student Lu."

Shortly after the press conference ended, Sun Zhichao packed up his things and met up with Zhang Qimin and Hu Lili as they left the Peking University auditorium. From a distance, they saw the cultural exchange team walking out from another door, with Lu Qingfeng among them.

He told his two colleagues, then jogged over and greeted them.

"Reporter Sun."

Lu Qingfeng turned around, saw his figure, and smiled.

Those beautiful fox-like eyes curved into crescents, still carrying the boyish charm of his high school days. Time seemed to have been exceptionally kind to this young man, leaving no trace on him.

Unlike many students who change after entering university, he remained as sincere, sunny, and pure as crystal.

In a daze, Sun Zhichao saw the high school student who had taken out change from his pocket to buy him coffee.

Lu Qingfeng exchanged a few words with Professor Chen, and after the professor nodded, he walked towards him.

"When did you arrive in Yanjing? Why didn't you contact me?"

Sun Zhichao snapped out of his daze and smiled as he faced the boy's question.

"I received a last-minute notice to come and interview your school's exchange activities. It's been a long time."

"The last time was during summer vacation in high school."

Lu Qingfeng was interviewed by Sun Zhichao twice. The first time was during the baby trafficking incident, when he was not in a good situation.

This report helped him to some extent open up new possibilities and laid the foundation for him to change his fate later.

The second time was when I was admitted to Peking University.

"It's almost noon, let me treat you to lunch."

Seeing that Sun Zhichao was about to speak, he quickly added a sentence.

"I really have money now, so there's no need to refuse."

These words reminded them of their first meeting, and they both laughed.

"Alright, then I'll shamelessly mooch lunch from you. Let's not go out, let's just go to your school cafeteria."

Are those people your colleagues? Let's all come together.

Lu Qingfeng looked at Zhang Qiming and the others who were waiting not far away.

"Let me ask."

When Sun Zhichao mentioned returning to his other colleagues, Zhang Qiming and Hu Lili naturally didn't refuse, as they were also quite interested in Lu Qingfeng.

As state media reporters, they have more channels to access information than ordinary people, and they know more about the young man's development trends abroad, such as his popularity in Japan, the controversies he has caused in the European classical music scene, and even the upcoming publication of his literary works in Siam.

The key issue is that he's too young; he hasn't even turned nineteen yet.

There are also some unconfirmed reports, but it is said that a bigwig in the propaganda department once mentioned Lu Qingfeng's name and greatly admired him.

The specific reason seems to be related to the song presented by Peking University last year, but whether it's true or not is unknown.

But putting that aside, if we only consider him as an artist, the qualities he displays make it hard for anyone who knows him not to like him.

Humans always yearn for beautiful things.

So I wanted to uncover the story behind this boy.

They hit it off immediately, and Sun Zhichao introduced the two of them to Lu Qingfeng before heading to the Shaoyuan Chinese Restaurant together.

Peking University has a large number of canteens, each with its own characteristics. For example, the No. 1 Student Canteen is close to the dormitories and is affordable. If you don't care about the quality, you can eat your fill for just a few yuan.

Jiayuan Canteen is the largest canteen at Peking University, with four floors. The first floor features specialty main dishes and small side dishes, the second and third floors offer local specialties and Korean food, and the fourth floor has bread, hot pot, Western food, and more.

Shaoyuan Chinese Restaurant is located in Zhengda International Center. The restaurant is exquisitely decorated and suitable for banquets. However, the prices of the dishes are relatively high, so Lu Qingfeng brought them here.

It wasn't lunchtime yet, so there weren't many people, but everyone he met, whether students or teachers, greeted him. It was clear that even at this prestigious university, Lu Qingfeng was very well-known and popular.

"As a celebrity, does Lu have the problem of being surrounded by people asking for autographs at school?"

Seeing the two girls and the boy wave goodbye and leave, Hu Lili asked curiously.

"Rarely. Maybe more people will come to watch when we play badminton. At other times, everyone is busy with their own studies and lives and won't deliberately do these things."

This statement aligns with the group's impression of Peking University. Of course, it's also possible that they see it frequently, so it's not surprising.

Does anyone secretly write you love letters?

Hu Lili couldn't help but ask another question, a question that piqued the curiosity of both men.

Lu Qingfeng smiled.

Actually, some top students are human too, and they also want to have a sweet college romance. However, because they are so famous, the girls in the school feel pressured, so very few dare to confess their feelings, and many secretly write love letters to each other.

Lu Qingfeng didn't want to answer the question; such a thing wasn't worth showing off.

"The Vietnamese beef cubes here are delicious."

The four sat down to order food. Lu Qingfeng recommended some dishes, as he had eaten here twice before.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Hu Lili naturally didn't press him. It was a question she had a little ulterior motive in, and to keep asking would be a bit reckless.

After ordering their food, Sun Zhichao asked Lu Qingfeng about his university life.

"It's all fine, but I didn't expect that Chinese literature majors would have to study math, which is giving me a headache."

Many people have the preconceived notion that Chinese literature majors have nothing to do with mathematics, but in fact, some majors in Chinese literature majors do involve advanced mathematics. The first-year courses in the Chinese literature department of Peking University also include basic content such as calculus, linear algebra, and probability and statistics.

You can only get rid of these things after you choose your major in your second year of university.

"Is it difficult?"

"well enough."

……

These three were obviously top students in school, and they couldn't empathize with Lu Qingfeng at all.

This reminded Lu Qingfeng of Qian Xuesen's question: "Even if a person is stupid, can't they learn calculus?"

You can't really blame the old man. The dumbest people he's ever met are probably his students. In the eyes of ordinary people, his students are geniuses who are one in a million.

Lu Qingfeng thought to himself: Let's talk about music instead.

"What aspect of this cultural exchange will Lu be responsible for?"

Zhang Qiming then asked a question.

This dinner was essentially an informal interview.

"It mainly involves two aspects: literature and music. In terms of literature, I wrote a biography based on British history. In terms of music, I referenced medieval British folk songs and some traditional Scottish musical elements. I'm quite satisfied with it."

Lu Qingfeng said what he could say.

"Your music album was released yesterday and sold very well. You've started writing fewer literary works this year. Are you planning to focus your energy on music from now on?"

This is Sun Zhichao's problem.

"No, I like to write down my thoughts and feelings and communicate with the outside world. However, compared to the flashes of inspiration in music, literature requires more accumulation."

“Last month, I had a conversation with Mr. Shen Ruishu and Mr. Hu Yan at the Writers’ Week, which was very inspiring. So I’m trying to create more realistic works. Also, I hope to find some material from this cultural exchange for my future works.”

Lu Qingfeng spoke slowly, while also muttering to himself.

Britain is a wonderful place; it has so many classic works worth mentioning.