Welcome!? Today is the weekend, there are many men and women sitting on the grass, and there are student bands playing and singing.

Accordion, guitar, saxophone, clarinet, four instruments are randomly matched, and a girl sings songs with Eastern European style. This kind of situation was very common in colleges and universities in the 1990s, because there were few entertainment activities and not many opportunities to watch movies, which instead promoted collective exchanges among students.

In another twenty years, let alone sing on the grass on weekends, even when it comes to KTV, all kinds of mobile phones will be played.

Chen Tao stood on the side of the road and listened for a while, and said in nostalgia: "I remembered the time when I was in secondary school, but unfortunately I was too poor at that time and I was devoted to studying, so I didn't want to entertain and communicate with my classmates too much."

"It's really a pity." Song Weiyang did not comfort, but nodded in agreement with this statement.

Without the pressure of studying in high school or the pressure of entering society, college is an extremely dreamy time. Maybe you don't feel it when you're in it, and you won't realize how beautiful it is until the time has passed.

Chen Tao smiled suddenly: "It's almost noon. Take me to the cafeteria for dinner. I want to relive the feeling of the student cafeteria."

The two wandered to the central cafeteria, Song Weiyang did not go directly to the meal, but subconsciously walked to the information column.

If Chuan Tiao is the WeChat of this era, then the information bar is a circle of friends. The college will post notices for things, and clubs will post notices for things, and even students can come and post big-character posters when they are too busy.

After a few casual glances, Song Weiyang turned and left.

There is no important information above, and the future President of South Korea, Kim Dae-jung, will come to Fudan to give a speech next week.

This situation is very common. Basically, there are celebrities giving speeches every month. If you are interested, just go watch the show, and if you are not interested, you don’t know.

At this time, Fudan was very strong. As far as liberal arts are concerned, it is recognized as the first in Peking University and second in Fudan. After Kim Dae-chung's visit to China this time, after meeting with leaders, he also went straight to Peking University and Fudan University, and had no interest in Tsinghua or anything.

"What to eat?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Whatever." Chen Tao said with a smile.

Song Weiyang opened the money clip, took out a few meal tickets, and quickly ordered two meals.

The Fudan meal ticket once left Song Weiyang speechless, each with a denomination of 40 cents, printed on that kind of thin and crisp flyer paper, not as good as straw paper, and it would be crushed into powder if you were not careful.

The two sat down to chat and eat, a man and a woman next door.

The boy immersed himself in reading a booklet, occasionally took a bite of the meal, and then continued to read it, completely forgot about his female companion.

The girl was aired for a long time, and finally became angry: "Han Huafeng, are you dumb? Or treat me as air?"

"Huh?" The boy looked up and was stunned, and said with his glasses, "You have to eat first, and wait until I finish reading this series."

"More important than me?" The girl was even more angry.

The boy was completely unaware of the other's emotional changes and said enthusiastically: "In this issue of Science Fiction Agency, there is a very good-looking article called "Resident Evil". I recommend you to read it too."

The girl did not speak, sullen her head to eat, and gnash her teeth.

The boys began to talk endlessly: "This is about a few decades later, an American technology company called Umbrella developed a super virus. Anyone who is infected with the virus will become a zombie. Do you know that a zombie? Their cranial nerves have been destroyed, they can't think normally, and don't have any pain. They only know how to bite the flesh and blood of living people. The author is really imaginative, and explores the choices of human beings in the face of catastrophe from another angle... …"

The girl still didn't speak, but her eyes could kill.

The boy continued: "I guess that the social system of the country will completely collapse, and loss will occupy every corner of the earth, while human beings are struggling in the cracks..."

The girl has almost finished her meal.

The boy seemed to be uninterested when seeing the other person, and was a little embarrassed, and then continued to read.

Li Yaolin and Nie Jun came together with food, and sat directly next to Song Weiyang.

"Lao Song, I heard Lao Peng say that your cousin is here, who is this?" Lin Yaolin asked.

"Well," Song Weiyang introduced, "Nie Jun, Li Yaolin, my cousin Chen Tao."

"Hello cousin!"

"Hello, nice to meet you all."

Li Yaolin also brought a can of canned beef to the cafeteria, pried it open with a knife, and said with a smile: "Thank you cousin for the canned food. You can have an extra meal in these two months."

"It's nothing, a little meaning." Chen Tao smiled.

Li Yaolin chewed on the beef and said to Song Weiyang: "Old Song, "Resident Evil" is so popular. In the past, science fiction magazines only printed dozens of copies per issue, and few people wanted to read it. Since the serialization of "Resident Evil", this In the second issue, 600 copies were printed. Even students who are not from our science fiction agency are willing to pay for it."

"Classmate, do you also watch "Resident Evil"?" The boy next to him suddenly found his confidant.

Li Yaolin smiled and said, "More than just watching, the author of "Resident Evil" is right in front of you."

"You wrote it?" The boy said in surprise.

"It's not me," Lin Yaolin pointed to Song Weiyang and Nie Jun, "the two are co-creating, Lao Song provides the story ideas, and Lao Nie turns the story into words."

The boy was so excited that he was about to shake hands with the two of them, even with a three-point admiration: "It's very lucky today that I was able to meet the author of "Resident Evil" in the cafeteria! Two great writers, how did you come up with such an idea? I admire it so much and completely construct another real world. I suggest that you contribute to "Science Fiction World" so that more sci-fi fans can see the wonderful story of "Resident Evil"."

Before Song Weiyang and Nie Jun spoke, another student stood up in the cafeteria: "Who is the author of "Resident Evil"?"

"Is the author of "Resident Evil" here?" Another student asked ~lightnovelpub.net~ The journal of Science Fiction Society only printed 600 copies, but the number of students who read "Resident Evil" definitely exceeded 1,000. The cafeteria Sixteen came out within minutes.

Those students came here with food, chatting about the plot, and seeing what the author looks like.

"Great writer, did the assault team finally die?"

"Can Alice get the virus?"

"Definitely not, that's the heroine."

"I didn't ask you again, I was asking the author."

"Who is the protagonist? I haven't figured it out yet."

"Can you serialize more content in each issue? Only one issue a month, it's not fun to watch."

"..."

Nie Jun was originally the kind of person who was afraid of trouble. He was so annoyed at the moment that he stood up and pointed to Song Weiyang and said, "I'm just a ghostwriter, and the real author is him! Let's talk first, I'm full."

Everyone believed it was true and watched him leave.

When Nie Jun walked out of the canteen, Song Weiyang smiled and said, "As for me, I only provide creativity. The real author is the one just now. As for the follow-up plot, I really don’t know. I need to discuss it with my friends slowly. That, today. Don't say anything, everyone is destined to see you again!"

"Great writer, don't leave!"

"Yes, they are all science fiction fans, so you can communicate more."

"..."

In the face of the entanglement, Song Weiyang played the ball without any psychological burden: "If you want to hurry up, then go to the president of the Science Fiction Society and let him turn the monthly magazine into a semi-monthly. Goodbye!"

Let the boss go to the headache, by the way, it can also force Nie Jun to speed up the update speed, haha, pit these two guys together.

Watching Song Weiyang fled in embarrassment, Chen Tao couldn't help but smile. This bad guy can show up everywhere, and he is born to be an expert at doing things.