When they woke up the next morning, everyone was still busy with their own affairs. However, Han Ning didn't expect that Chen Huandi and her sister went to the street to buy vegetables together and brought her favorite pork vermicelli buns. She said that they bought it specifically at the snack bar run by an old couple in Northeast China in Ya'er Hutong.

Han Ning bought it himself, and the taste is very authentic but it is a bit far away.

What surprised him even more was that Chen Huandi also made her a cup of strong coffee!

The sun came out from the west?

No, it's still wandering east!

"Han Ning, try it, is it delicious if I make it?" the girl asked carefully.

Han Ning picked it up and took a sip.

Ouch, so sweet!

The girl actually puts so much sugar!

"Isn't it sweet enough? Then I'll put some for you?" Chen Huandi picked up the sugar bowl again.

"Enough." Han Ning quickly stopped him: "Huandi, what's wrong with you today? I feel weird."

The girl looked a little embarrassed: "I...I want to treat you better than my second sister is like my second brother-in-law."

I see!

Last night, I saw two sisters whispering in the study for a long time before coming back. The girl, who has always been lazy, suddenly became so diligent.

"Actually..." Han Ning put the coffee cup on the table and gently hugged the girl in his arms and said gently: "Actually, there is no need to imitate your sister. I am different from Xia Hongjun. He has not suffered much pain and is used to serving people."

"But I am different. I live in school from junior high school until I graduated from college. Later, I often sketch in the wild and am used to taking care of myself... so there is no need for you to do this."

"But I..." Chen Huandi suddenly felt panic.

My sister said to know what the man you like needs the most, but I have been with him for so long, but I didn’t figure out what he really needs!

"So what's wrong? Huandi?" Han Ning asked with concern when he saw the girl's expression change.

Chen Huandi hesitated for a moment and said what she had worried about just now.

Unexpectedly, Han Ning laughed loudly after hearing this.

"What are you laughing at?"

"Still laugh?"

"I'll twist your ears again!" Chen Huandi was a little angry and broke free from Han Ning's arms and habitually twisted the other person's ears.

"Ouch...be gentle, okay, I won't smile anymore, I said, I said."

Han Ning gently hugged the girl in his arms: "I need you to play football with me often with you and yell. Or go to Normal University or your school to play a game. You watch me and cheer me on..."

"You also need to carefully appreciate every painting I paint, help me clean up the paintings neatly, and I like you to be happy. Every time I see me, I have endless things to say... I need a lot, do you know what you gave me?"

"Yes..." Chen Huandi snuggled in Han Ning's arms and snorted softly.

Han Ning and Xia Hongjun are really different.

Han Ning looks cool and gives people a very mature feeling. In fact, Chen Huandi knows that he is sometimes fragile and impulsive in doing things. He is like a little boy. At this time, he needs to hold him and let him snuggle in front of his chest like a baby. He is his gentle elder sister or even mother.

But Xia Hongjun is different. He is gentle and gentle, and he looks very mature and rational. He occasionally heard his sister say: "Don't look at me who always serves him. In fact, he is very good at spoiling people. He even treats me as a little girl..."

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Xia Hongjun naturally didn't know what happened. He had never been to the Haima Dance Hall again because there was something more important to do.

He was going to visit Shencheng. As one of the representatives of the Yanjing Writers Association, he was invited by the Shencheng Writers Association to attend the 21st Century Literature Seminar held in Shencheng. He was accompanied by literary giants such as Zhang Xianliang and Liu Zhenyun.

Of course, this is an official invitation. No matter what results the seminar can develop, you have to go. In fact, Xia Hongjun still has his own ideas, and he also wants to go to Shanghai, Fuhua, Jiaotong University and other universities.

It's for poetry.

After the second Yanshan Poetry and Literature Award ended last year, Xia Hongjun had the idea: he had to go out, go out of the Yanjing area, go to major cities across the country, especially universities, to exchange and discuss with students, and promote the poetry concept of Yanshan Poetry Society. After this idea was expressed, it was approved by Xichuan and others.

Shencheng, Jinling and Anxi became the first cities to visit, and there were more universities in these three cities.

Xichuan went to Nanjing, Luo Yihe took leave and went to Anxi, and Gomei Magazine had too much trouble for a while.

Xichuan chose to resign after the Spring Festival and became a professional poet. He said that he ran around all day as a reporter and had no time to calm down and read and write poetry.

Luo Yihe and Gomei also had the urge to resign, but were dissuaded by Xichuan and Xia Hongjun: You two are magazine editors and have to deal with literary poetry almost every day. They are doing their own business, so what are you quitting?

Poetry cannot support the poet himself for the time being.

(Xichuan is different, they have a very awesome daughter-in-law and sculptor.)

Xia Hongjun was originally going to Anxi, but because of the sudden activity of the Writers Association, he had to change his itinerary.

On March 5, Xia Hongjun carried Chen Zhaodi's packed travel bag alone and embarked on a journey south.

He did not go with other comrades from the Writers Association, but went to Shanghai University to give a poetry lecture a few days in advance.

According to regulations, they could fly directly to Shanghai by plane, but Xia Hongjun still chose the train, and he liked this kind of slow-paced transportation.

Sitting by the car window, looking at the scenery passing by outside, and listening to the rhythmic "clang clang" sound is actually a very poetic feeling.

What's more, it's spring now.

Misty rain falls in the south of the Yangtze River.

Now Xia Hongjun is sitting in the lower bunk, looking at the scenery outside. It is not hazy but sunny outside, and the train is still driving on the vast northern plains of North China.

There was a letter on the small coffee table in front of me, which was from Xu Jinglei.

Xia Hongjun didn't expect that she would really write to herself.

The little girl's handwriting is very beautiful, with delicate bones, vigorous and powerful, clear and elegant, and calm.

It seems that I have practiced Weibei and imitated the fonts of "Lanting Preface" and Mi Fu.

It is said that the font library was later released on the computer called "Fang Zheng Xu Jinglei Simplified Chinese".

As for the content of the letter...

Haha, I'm still a high school student now.

Talent...it's better let other men develop it.

Xia Hongjun smiled and put the letter aside.

This time he went to Shanghai to do something private, which was to ask Guo Qian to come to Shanghai to buy a stock subscription certificate before the New Year.

I heard that I would win the lottery with the subscription certificate recently, so he happened to come and take a look.

The train departed from Yanjing at 3:00 pm and it took a full 26 hours to arrive at Shanghai Railway Station.

It was raining in the city.

As soon as Xia Hongjun got off the train with his luggage, he saw Guo Qianjin waving to him on the platform.

"Haha...Red Army, we have made a fortune!"

The first thing Guo Qianjin said when he saw Xia Hongjun.
Chapter completed!