Li Heng joked, "You quit yarn, they are all smoking. If you passively smoke second-hand smoke, quitting means not quitting. Hu Ping was stunned, "Old Li, what you said makes sense, then should I suck or not?

Li Heng smiled and said, "Stop quitting tomorrow.

oh.

Hu Ping finally didn't suck it. When he couldn't help it, he leaned over to Tang Dailing and smelled the smoke. Later, he even rolled a cigarette and put it under his nose from time to time.

Zhang Bing said: "I'm writing a letter to your house."

Smoking the cigarette, Zhou Zhangming turned to Zhang Bing, "Brother Bing, everyone is chatting, why don't you say a word?"

Li Guoyi winked: "Do you write a divorce letter for your family?"

As soon as these words were said, 325, which was still very lively, was silent in an instant. They turned their heads to look at Zhang Bing, as if they were curious about the other party and Bai Wanying.

Zhang Bing put down his pen, raised his head, asked for a cigarette, and smoked half of it, saying: "We are just friends. I admire Bai Wanying's perseverance and unwillingness to give up. I can see my own shadow in her. Don't think about it, it's not like that."

Li Guang said vigorously: "Brother Bing, I support you, what's wrong with helping the classmate? Li Guoyi knew that spreading rumors and making trouble all day long."

"You said I spread rumors and make trouble? I am asking about the situation on behalf of the general public to avoid misunderstandings. Come on, Little Li, you are so itchy and your butt is facing me.

I'll loosen your ties for you." Na Guoyi began to untie the belt.

"Get out! Damn pervert!" Li Guang's face turned green and he directly smashed the pillow.

After a fight, Li Guang asked with concern: "Brother Heng, you have missed classes for four consecutive days, and many teachers have opinions. Have you reported it to the counselor?"

Li Heng said: "It's okay, I've asked for leave."

Hu Ping said: "Old Li, we have been waiting for you to come back. We will have a dinner together in the two dormitories on Saturday night. Let me tell you in advance, don't be a deserter then."

Li Heng said: "No problem."

In the following days, Li Heng followed the pace and followed his own pace.

During the day, I read and study documents by myself for unimportant classes. After dinner, I went back to Lushan Village, wrote in the study for 4 hours, and then went back to the dormitory while the lights were turned off. I was satisfied.

Of course, sometimes when inspiration comes, I stay up late to get the manuscript and live in the small building.

After a week, he read 5 books and wrote three chapters: "Poetics of Night Rain", "Brush and Ink Sacrifice" and "Book Collection". The progress was not fast, but it was still in his grasp of the festival, and he was silently paying attention to his peers' evaluation of himself.

In addition to reading books, spending 20 minutes to half an hour a day to read newspapers is a must-class. The main purpose is of course to master the information on the development of the times and not to let yourself get away from the outside world.

According to observations in the past two months, Li Heng found that words such as "self-employed" and "private enterprises" are now frequently appearing in newspapers, and the frequency is getting higher and higher.

With the further deepening of reform and opening up, self-employed and private enterprises have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and the social atmosphere has also changed step by step. The loudspeaker of Wujiao Plaza has gone through two months of adaptation all day long. The female students began to lose their rural rustic style and wear fashionable clothes from big cities. Occasionally, a few foreigners are stalking around in school with cameras in their hands.

The prosperity of these new things has aroused the desires of the vast majority of male compatriots.

Popular songs from Hong Kong and Taiwan are all playing

Before he knew it, Li Heng had a fixed partner in class, Zhou Zhangming on the left and Li Guang on the right.

Seeing him reading newspapers every day, one day Zhou Zhangming couldn't help asking: "Old Li, you are still a student. Why are you spending so much money to buy newspapers every day?"

Li Heng casually said: "Prepare for great things in the future.

Hearing that Zhou Zhangming scratched his head for a long time. Since then, whenever Li Heng eliminated the newspaper, he took over. He would do whatever news reports Li Heng had read.

Then read it carefully, read it twice if you don’t understand it, and figure out the meaning.

At first, Zhou Zhangming forced himself to read it, but later he developed a habit and was deeply involved in it. By the way, he did not just make a free job. Based on the money in his pocket, he would prepare the newspapers for Monday and Tuesday as soon as possible. As for the newspapers for the next five days, he would continue to make a free job, which was because of his limited financial ability.

The dormitory is for everyone to enjoy.

Li Heng didn't say much about this, nor did he take a big shot and say he didn't need to buy it, because it involved Lao Zhou's self-esteem. At most, he usually bought more fruits and snacks.

A week passed in a flash in this fulfilling and busy journey.

Friday night.

When Liu Yue came home, she searched for her when she entered the door, and then asked Huang Xujing, "Mom, I haven't come here today on Friday?"

According to convention, Huang Zhaoyi would come to her sister's house for a meal every Friday and maintain family contact, which is also the reason why Liu Yue came back specially today.

Huang Xuqing was making dumplings, "Your aunt called at noon. She couldn't come today. Why? Are you asking her for something?"

Liu Yue sat across from the side and saw her own mother making dumplings. "Did your aunt go to find that great writer again?"

Huang Xuqing frowned.

Liu Yue leaned forward slightly: "Mom, do you know the personal information of that great writer?"

Huang Xuqing shook her head, "Your aunt didn't say it."

Liu Yue's eyes were almost white to the sky: "If my aunt doesn't tell me, can't you ask someone to investigate secretly?"

Huang Xuqing said: "I have thought about this, but Zhaoyi didn't let her go. I thought about it again and again, but I gave up and respected her privacy."

Liu Yue asked: "Does grandparents know?"

Huang Xuqing shook her head again: "The great writers who can write "Living" and "Cultural Journey" will at least get married and have children. Maybe they will be old and will be as good as your grandfather.

I am not in good health, how dare they let this be known."

Liu Yue learned the name of a writer for the first time: "That December?"

Huang Xuqing said, "It's him."

Liu Yue has never read "Living" or "Cultural Journey", but news about this person appears from time to time in the newspaper. After all, he is a great man who can make "Harvest" magazine beat "People's Literature" by his own efforts. The writer was very well-known in the Shanghai Stock Exchange in December, and it is difficult to know whether he wants to.

To put it in an exaggeration, maybe the beggars on the road have never heard of the big boos in this city, but they have definitely heard of the writer December.

There is no way. It is because the Xinmin Evening News has reported too much and praised it too frequently. If you don’t know about it, you might think that December is a local writer in the Shanghai Stock Exchange and you really treat it as your own son.

I remember that my father also likes literature and has subscribed to the magazine "Harvest". Liu Yue went to the study to look for it, but she couldn't find it for a long time and asked, "Where did the books my father bought go? Why are there dozens of books missing?"

Huang Xuqing was, "The day before yesterday, your uncle and your grandfather came to visit the house and borrowed some books to leave."

Grandpa and uncle are both senior intellectuals and like to read books and newspapers. Liu Yue has no doubts about this and instead asks: "Mom, what is the relationship between my aunt and the writer December?"

Huang Xuqing raised her head and said, "What do you want to ask?"

Liu Yue gestured: "Did my aunt be someone else's underground lover?" Huang Xuqing pondered for a moment and denied: "No chance."

"No chance? That means my aunt is willing to be a local lover?" Liu Yue raised her eyebrows.

Huang Xuqing couldn't hear the "underground lover" four times, and suddenly became angry: "Wash your hands and help make dumplings, and you will know that you are waiting for free every day. I owe you what I owe?" Liu Yue's eyes flashed, unmoved: "You gave me so beautifully, are you willing to make dumplings? Shouldn't you offer it?"
Chapter completed!