Chapter 209 The Ninth Art
"I won't go into a long speech. Thank you for coming to listen to what this old man, the principal, has to say."
After speaking on the stage, the principal bowed to the students.
The playground was filled with thunderous applause, which was spontaneous among the students. It was not like in middle school, when someone spoke, someone would take the lead in applauding and the place was filled with hypocrisy and flattery.
After all, the principal has very good writing and public speaking skills, and he explained to the students in an easy-to-understand way what a university is and what young people should do.
Only Linzhou stood at the end of the line, and he felt a little trembling in his heart when he saw the principal's eyes glancing at him from time to time.
This old man wouldn't want him to go up and say a few words, would he?
All the freshmen in the school, except those who were busy and couldn't leave, were on the playground. There were thousands of them...
This commotion doesn't matter, the key thing is what you are talking about?
While Linzhou was imagining this, the principal on the stage had already straightened up with a sharp gaze.
"I met a very interesting young man in the cafeteria today. I wonder if he would like to come up and say a few words to everyone. I think his idea is very good."
As soon as he finished speaking, Linzhou saw the classmates looking around, looking for the unlucky guy who was met by the principal.
What a coincidence...
Linzhou, who was at the end of the team, straightened the corner of his shirt slightly, raised his hands, and walked out.
Seeing the young man he liked walk out of the line and towards him, the principal was very happy in his heart, although he did not show his joy or anger on his face.
This is a good young man with ideas and responsibilities.
After patiently waiting for Linzhou to come on stage, the principal handed the microphone to Linzhou.
"Don't worry, I'm here."
"Okay." Lin Zhou nodded, turned on the microphone, and brought it to his mouth. "Good morning, everyone. To be honest, my legs are a little weak now, but it's still not a big problem."
While speaking, Linzhou quickly and accurately found Jiang Xiyue among the group of girls in berets.
The little girl was looking up at him, and when she noticed his gaze, she gave him a thumbs up without hesitation.
With Jiang Xiyue's encouragement, Lin Zhou slowly spoke, "Since we are in school, let's talk about studying. Actually, there is nothing much to say about this. I have heard it all the time since I was a child. It's just that saying: study hard and make progress every day."
Having said this, Linzhou paused, and when he realized that half of the students' attention was focused on him, he continued speaking.
"I think that as long as you are learning, you don't care where you are going. Apart from studying, you should enjoy your youth, have a sweet love, or set up a stall in front of the school to sell pancakes and use the money to travel... And don't tell me that you can't fall in love if you don't have money. We Shenzhou people don't care about anything. As long as we want to, we can do it."
After saying this, Linzhou turned off the microphone and turned to look at the smiling principal next to him.
"Comrade Principal, I hope it's okay for me to run an advertisement."
But the principal just turned his head away and nodded slightly.
After getting the consent, Lin Zhou turned the switch back on. "Oh, by the way, I have something to publicize. My fiancée and I are planning to set up a club in the school. The scope of activities will cover the entire field of ACGN. Now we need some technical experts and original artists. I will post the relevant information on the school forum and confession wall..."
Seeing that everyone's attention began to drift, Linzhou could only say the last part.
"By the way, we also have an activity venue outside the school. It's a small villa with complete hardware facilities. There's no lag at all when playing games."
When he heard about the game, the principal beside him started to scowl.
In his opinion, although that kind of thing can exercise the brain, it is harmful to the body and has no benefits.
Now, Linzhou could only return the microphone to the principal and simply say that they were dismissed. Then the two of them walked down the stands in unison.
Noticing that the principal seemed to be unimpressed by the game, Lin Zhou could only ask, "Principal, you seem to have some complaints about the game?"
The principal who was walking beside him didn't say anything, but continued walking forward, expressing his tacit agreement to this statement.
Since this is the case, Linzhou is ready to find a way to change the principal's opinion.
"So what do you think of the novel?"
“It’s a good thing.”
"What about painting?"
“That’s good too!”
"Then computer programming..."
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After the principal said many good things in a row, Linzhou finally showed his true colors.
"Then why do you think games are not a good thing? As the ninth art, games combine works from many fields such as painting, writing, coding, music, photography, etc. How can they not be a good thing?"
Looking at the principal standing there lost in thought, Linzhou continued to strike while the iron was hot.
"Anything, especially creative products, is a very useful tool..."
At this point, the principal was completely silent. In his decades of teaching, no student had ever explained the game to him from this perspective.
Even if I suddenly felt like visiting the student dormitories, most of the students would quickly turn off their games, stand up and say hello, teacher, and after they left, they would immediately continue to immerse themselves in the virtual world.
After about five minutes of silence, the principal patted Linzhou on the shoulder.
"Since you said so, if you can make a name for yourself, the school will endorse you. As for the club's funding, how about we use the same amount as the Art Club?"
"You have the final say. But the school can endorse it, but it cannot interfere with the creation. I don't want the work I worked so hard to become a toy of power." Lin Zhou said this softly while looking at Jiang Xiyue who was not far away from him.
But every word of this sentence carries weight.
The principal had lived for decades, so he naturally heard the hidden meaning behind Linzhou's words, so he continued with a smile, "You don't contribute anything, and you still want the school to endorse you. Is that possible?"
"Let's talk about this matter after I accomplish it. We can't negotiate with a pie in the sky." Linzhou just said this calmly, then smiled and reached out to hold the hand of Jiang Xiyue who walked in front of him.
Hearing this situation, the principal didn't say anything more. He fumbled in his arms for a long time, took out a pocket watch and handed it to Linzhou.
"Then if you want to negotiate terms in the future, bring this to me. I guarantee it will work."
After saying that, the principal strolled over to the deans and took a slow walk on the playground.
Looking at the pocket watch in his hand, and then at Jiang Xiyue who was held by his waist, Linzhou's eyes lit up, "Yueyue, I think what I want to do is already half successful."
As Linzhou's closest person, Jiang Xiyue naturally knew what the other person was talking about, and silently hugged the beret in her arms.
"Congratulations Zhou Zhou, no matter what the situation is, I will help you. If I can't help you, I will go to my dad and cry, and it works..."
Hearing what Jiang Xiyue said, the serious expression on Linzhou's face suddenly relaxed, and his thumb rubbed the five-pointed star on the pocket watch.
"I can't go to your dad and cry. I'm afraid I'll get beaten and my father-in-law will think I'm bullying you."
"hey-hey!"
