Music Department Games

Chapter 120: Chapter 120: Propaganda Explosion

During dinner time, the teachers of Ningda University had already left work at six o'clock.

Another easy day passed.

Teacher Liu, the leader of the vocal teaching and research group, and his wife went to Ningda University for a walk after dinner. Compared with nearby parks, Ningda University’s campus is larger, has complete facilities, and is also lively, so people who live nearby They all like to go to Ningda University for a walk, and the elderly also like to go to the basketball court of Ningda University to compete with the students for space. From time to time, they will have some disputes with the students, and their lives are peaceful.

Teacher Liu watched his wife dancing in the square, while he sat on a bench and watched her dance.

From time to time, one or two students he knew passed by and said hello to him, or wanted to get close to him, but he was not there, and he was chatting lively with those students.

Although life is comfortable, he has always had a heart disease.

That is, he is almost fifty, and he is still only the leader of a teaching and research group. He is about to retire soon, but this position is still not up.

Is it just like this to keep his wife and son on the hot kang and do nothing?

But he was very unwilling in his heart, thinking that if he got to the bottom, he might still be sighing, why not climb up again.

Mr. Liu has no social background, his parents are farmers, and the elderly still live in the countryside. Although they say they like living in the countryside, he knows in his heart that the old man does not want to have someone to take care of him, but they want to not cause trouble for their son and daughter-in-law , Afraid of not being able to get along with his daughter-in-law, he only comes to the city when he has something to do.

But he didn't dare to be greedy, so he had to quietly plant peaches and plums. What happened at school last week, and now he didn't dare to take more. Now he has an old father and mother, and a son who goes to school, so he can only look forward to it. I hope that my silent hard work can be seen by the leaders above.

He looked at his phone for a while, and found a message from the deputy dean in the staff group of the Conservatory of Music.

He hurriedly opened it to see, it turned out that a student named Shen Nian from our Conservatory of Music started a business, and needed the help of teachers to forward the publicity.

Looking at the head portrait of the vice president, Mr. Liu lamented that life is unfair.

He is a few years younger than me, but he has a writer father and a musician mother who passed away, so he is now the deputy dean and his boss several times. I heard that he can be promoted due to this year's personnel changes.

Alas, people are more popular than people.

Although he was aggrieved, the other party was his immediate superior after all. When he saw that the superior asked to forward something, as a subordinate, he could only agree with a smile. After all, Gao Sheng was counting on him.

So he copied the text and forwarded the content to Moments.

In order for the deputy dean to see it, he also replied in the group: "It has been forwarded (smiling expression)"

After all, these little bits of accumulation are all about leaving a good impression on the other party.

Director Ping of the Faculty of Liberal Arts still writes some manuscripts in the office at night. Although he is a high-ranking official, his job is to write something at any time, which can be regarded as free working hours.

Sometimes he still writes some articles in his spare time and sends them to relevant literary magazines. Of course, he also writes some reportage and sends them to local newspapers.

We once talked about a literary study, saying that writing reportage is flattery or bragging, which is not literature.

The original words were Professor Huang Shan.

Although he hates writing reportage, he still has to write after all, and he writes very seriously.

After all, it is easier to get royalties for reportage. For [-] words of reportage, you can get a royalties of [-].

How can you blow this fart, and you will get the money.

He actually doesn't like this very much, but who among the young people nowadays likes this?It's not about forcing yourself to like work, and then admonishing yourself to work hard.

Thinking of this, he stopped typing, then got up and poured a cup of coffee.

He was swiping his phone while drinking coffee, and suddenly, he saw an incredible scene.

Professor Huang Shan posted a circle of friends, which is still an advertisement for promotion.

He met Professor Huang Shan at a literary exchange meeting, and after leaving his contact information, he never chatted with her.

I just saw her in the actual teaching and greeted her a few times.

He rarely saw Professor Huang using his mobile phone, let alone posting on WeChat Moments, let alone doing promotions.

He wondered if Professor Huang's account had been hacked.

But looking at the content, it is said that a student of the Conservatory of Music opened an art training class at the undergraduate entrepreneurial base of Nanjing University.

There are places and people, whoever steals the account can't find a local to steal the account, right?
Then there is only one explanation, that is, it has been authorized by Professor Huang.

Who can obtain the authorization of Professor Huang?
If it wasn't for someone close to him to help, she would definitely not agree.

So this student named Shen Nian must have some kind of relationship with Professor Huang.

Director Ping admired Professor Huang's research topics very much, and even felt that this kind of old researcher should really be praised by the whole world.

Thinking that I was still writing some groaning sentences for life, I felt sour for a while.

So he casually gave Professor Huang a thumbs up, and reposted the promotional advertisement.

The students in the student union saw that the teachers were reposting a message, and they hurried to help repost the advertisement.

No matter what content it is, just help forward it and it's over.

The officers below saw the news forwarded by the ministers of various student unions, and saw that their teachers also forwarded it, so they followed suit.

Although some Xianyu students did not help forward it, when they were lying in bed and preparing to check their mobile phone Moments, they would see promotional advertisements appearing in their Moments as if they were being brainwashed.

The school is like this, as long as there is a recommendation from a big boss, there will be a situation where the upper and lower levels compete to imitate. As a result, the people at the bottom will already know the news without knowing it deliberately.

After Shen Nian finished her classes in the evening, she prepared to go back to her dormitory as usual.

But there are several missed calls on the phone.

The caller was his counselor Xu Guangjun.

Shen Nian turned back, Xu Guangjun was not angry for calling back so late, on the contrary he seemed very polite.

"Shen Nian, I heard that you set up a training class at the entrepreneurial base?" Xu Guangjun asked politely.

"Yes, teacher." Shen Nian was also curious that he usually just asked, why did he call to ask now.

"It's okay, I'll just ask. If you need my help now, just ask the teacher. After all, you are also the glory of our class. I'm happy for you."

"No, teacher, I just started a small business." Shen Nian felt that he was being too polite.

"It's okay, just tell me if you have any difficulties." Xu Guangjun said, "I'm going to bed first, so you should go to bed too, don't stay up late!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Shen Nian looked at the phone with a blank look on his face, and as soon as he thought about it, he understood the whole story.

The publicity effect exploded!

(End of this chapter)