Seeing Song Weiyang staying in front of the recruiting table, the young lady of the poetry club immediately recruited: "Classmates, join the poetry club. Fudan poetry club was founded in 1981. It has a profound heritage and has also produced a large number of famous poets. Here, you can find countless confidants who like poetry and literature. We will regularly hold poem contests and have friendly exchanges with poetry clubs in other schools..."

Song Weiyang shook his head after hearing a lot of propaganda words from the young lady, and walked away directly.

Poetry is gone.

Once the Fudan Poetry Club recruited people, there was no need to say so much. They were too busy with income and membership fees. When the poetry club held a poetry recitation meeting, only a notice was posted in the central cafeteria, and the students had to take up a seat several hours in advance, and even the doors, windows and aisles were full of people.

The selection of the president of Fudan Poetry Club is also very interesting. At the beginning of the school, a poem contest for new students is held. The new student who gets the first place is basically the next president.

Unfortunately, in the late 1980s, Chinese poetry was declining, and the Fudan Poetry Society lost its glory.

Chinese society ushered in a period of transformation, people's values ​​began to fissure, and romanticism ran irreversibly towards materialism. The focus of the students' attention is no longer personal ideals and national destiny, but the conflicts and anxiety of living in modern society.

The greatness of Haizi is that he carried a big banner during the decline of Chinese poetry, and when this banner fell, it also announced the end of an era of poetry.

Song Weiyang continued to wander around, and it made him feel quite interesting to see the Wushu Association and the Karate Association.

In front of the new recruiting table of the Wushu Association, several students are filling out forms, while the Karate Association is sitting at the door. The latter was only founded last year, and Taekwondo is not well-known in China, and it is almost unattractive to students.

After ten years, the situation is estimated to be exactly the opposite.

Suddenly, Song Weiyang saw a table full of people and a large blonde Yangma standing beside him, he immediately walked over curiously.

Dayangmar smiled and waved, and said to Song Weiyang: "Hello, howl, change Ying to marry Yijianshe!"

Song Weiyang sounded a little awkward, and asked in English: "Do you speak English?"

"Of course, I'm from the United States." Great Yanmar said.

"What do you community do?" Song Weiyang asked.

Dayang Ma said: "We are a pen pal association. We communicate through letters. I can write to foreign friends."

Song Weiyang took a closer look and found that it was originally called "Yijianshe". This club was just established this year. Not only can you make Chinese pen pals, but you can also talk to old diplomatic pen pals from the International Students Institute. No wonder it can attract so many new students-you can practice English and meet foreigners.

Looking at the "Meiqin Club" whose goal is to practice English, it is much more miserable. The old club was completely robbed of the limelight by the new club because the new club had a big Yangma standing guard.

"Classmates, join the Science Fiction Association, we can show you UFO!" said a wretched man holding the astronomical telescope.

Song Weiyang smiled and asked, "Have you seen it?"

The wretched male said: "I have seen a suspicious object, it is very capable of being a UFO."

"Then do you know the magnetic storm demon Tesla?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Huh?" The wretched man was a little confused.

Song Weiyang said: "Invented the alternating current one."

The wretched man suddenly smiled and said: "Classmate, you are really interesting, Tesla is a scientist, when did he become the Demon of Magnetic Storm?"

Song Weiyang said: "Don't you know? Tesla's nickname is the Magneto Devil. In addition to him, there are also Franklin, the true king of thunder, Edison, the electric ghast, McWeiss, the cat abuser, Schrödinger, Quantitative sage Planck, wave-particle double-shaped Einstein, not allowed Daoist Heisenberg..."

The wretched man was dumbfounded and did not react for a long time.

The sophomore in charge of collecting membership fees suddenly stood up, grabbed Song Weiyang and said, "This classmate, you must join our Science Fiction Association. Your imagination is so rich!"

Song Weiyang said, "But I'm not interested in UFOs."

The sophomore said: "Our association is not only committed to observing UFOs, but also focusing on the discussion and creation of sci-fi works. I myself have published sci-fi."

"Sorry, I'm still not interested." Song Weiyang left after speaking.

The sophomore grabbed Song Weiyang's wrist tightly: "Classmates, join in, and make sure you don't suffer. In this way, I will help you pay the membership fee, and you don't need to pay a penny."

"Then you usually engage in activities, can I choose not to participate?" Song Weiyang asked.

"Of course, that is your freedom." The other party smiled.

Song Weiyang didn't care about this, he quickly filled out the form, waved his hand and said, "Goodbye!"

"Don't worry," the sophomore stopped Song Weiyang. "Scholar, can you tell me about the interesting nicknames of those scientists? How did you come up with it?"

Song Weiyang said: "Making it up based on their stories, such as Cherry Blossoms and Washington DC."

"Cherry Blossom Magic Axe..." The sophomore seemed to think of the text on Washington's cutting of cherry trees, and couldn't help but said, "It's too vivid. I just happen to write a science fiction, you help my protagonist also nickname."

"No, thank you." Song Weiyang said.

The sophomore was stunned: "Isn't I supposed to say this?"

Song Weiyang said, "Then tell me."

Sophomore: "..."

Li Yaolin suddenly popped out: "Wow~lightnovelpub.net~ there is an astronomical telescope here! Senior, can I take a look?"

"Whatever, don't stare at the sun." The wretched man said.

Li Yaolin glanced at him like this, then turned to Song Weiyang and said, "Old Song, I have decided to join this science fiction association."

The sophomore student smiled and said: "This Song classmate has joined as well, and I'm talking about science fiction creation with him. Brother, let's continue with the topic just now, my article is about a doomsday story..."

Song Weiyang was a little annoyed, and suddenly pointed to the sky: "Look, UFO!"

"Where?" All the members of the Science Fiction Association stood up and looked at the sky stupidly.

Li Yaolin also stared at the sky for a long time, and asked, "Lao Song, there is no flying saucer, where did you see...Huh, what about people?"

When Li Yaolin saw Song Weiyang again, it was already lunch in the cafeteria.

Wang Bo joined the Banyue Tan Academy and the Law Society, Li Yaolin joined the Chess Association and the Science Fiction Association, and even Zhou Zhengyu joined the Modern Dance Association (mainly break dance, you can play cool).

Only Peng Shengli did not join, and he was reluctant to pay the dues.

Li Yaolin said enthusiastically while eating, "Lao Song, I just asked, the president of the Science Fiction Association is so powerful, he has published six articles in "Science Fiction World"!"

"You also write an article, anyway, science fiction is also made up." Song Weiyang said.

"If you want to make up, just make up. You make up one for me to see." Li Yaolin said.

Song Weiyang said: "What's the problem? Listen, the story takes place in 2035. An accident occurred in the bioengineering research laboratory set up by Umbrella Company in Raccoon City, U.S. A sudden outbreak of an unknown virus..."

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