The next morning, the rain was clear, and Xia Hongjun got up on time at 7 o'clock. At the same time, Yang Tao also got up, and the two began to clean the leftover soup leftovers leftovers leftovers leftovers leftovers that were left last night.

Shen Jinzhu and Cui Dongfeng were sleeping soundly. Wu Xiaojun woke up and took a look, then turned over and pretended to sleep. It was probably because this guy was lazy and didn't want to clean up the table.

And Yan Yubing has long disappeared. The kid will come back last night and die in a day.

"Get up, eat, and go to the library!" Xia Hongjun shouted loudly.

Last night, with the intention of drinking and yearning for a better life in college, Cui Dongfeng made a detailed study plan for everyone, which will be implemented today.

Unfortunately, except for Wu Xiaobing who got up, the two who were the most fussy yesterday were still sleeping.

Xia Hongjun shook his head and had to carry a thermos, take an enamel bowl and go downstairs to the nearest cafeteria, and also make a pot of boiling water in the nearby boiling water room - if you miss the time, don't think about hot water drinking this morning.

These were all told by Wu Xiaobing. As a class member of the life committee, Wu Xiaobing had already inquired about the details of life from senior students.

After eating steamed buns and porridge in the cafeteria, Xia Hongjun brought six steamed buns back to Shen Jinzhu and Cui Dongfeng, and Xia Hongjun was about to go to the classroom.

But this time he didn't plan to go to the library, but instead found a quiet place to continue typing.

"Love of Hawthorn Tree" has been written about 140,000 words, and the plot is almost over. He plans to end it when writing 10,000 or 20,000. Recently, due to various things, time has been wasted, and now we must speed up the progress.

With the poetry competition, he earned 800 yuan, and some royalties and "tuition fees" for Mei Li, Xia Hongjun is not short of money now.

But he knew very well that this was just an illusion, and it was only based on the relatively low level of consumption of the student's identity.

It is best to achieve financial freedom as soon as possible so that you can calm down and talk about poetry and distance.

But now, let alone a house and a car, he can’t afford to buy a 14-inch black and white TV!

It costs 2,000 yuan! There is also a special approval note for buying a TV.

And writing poetry...

It is impossible to get rich. I haven't heard of the poet's wealth, so Xia Hongjun is preparing to put his first pot of gold in the novel "Love of Hawthorn Tree".

These days, the title of writer is still very awesome, and writing novels can make money.

Xia Hongjun carried his schoolbag to the ninth floor of the teaching that Cui Dongfeng said the day before yesterday. He wanted to see the awesome teacher who was said to have married the school beauty.

Sure enough, he saw a thin middle-aged man wearing a gray old Zhongshan suit, wearing a wine bottle bottom cover and thick glasses walking with a beautiful young woman in the garden of Zhang Manmudan and roses.

Judging from this weak and pale look, it is the teacher Shen and his beautiful wife that Cui Dongfeng mentioned.

The middle-aged man didn't know what to talk to his wife. When he was excited, he waved his arms around. His wife listened quietly, looking at him with a sense of admiration.

Of course, he would not disturb the couple showing their love, so he passed by them. Unexpectedly, Teacher Shen called him.

"Classmate, is your name Xia Hongjun?"

"Teacher, do you know me?" Xia Hongjun was so angry.

"You were surrounded by a group of classmates the morning before yesterday. I happened to pass by." Teacher Shen smiled and added: "Professor Wen and I have a good relationship, and he has also mentioned your name."

I see!

"Hello, Teacher Shen." Xia Hongjun hurriedly greeted him, thought for a while and looked at the beautiful young woman next to him and said, "Hello, Master's wife."

"Do you know my surname is Chen?" Teacher Shen was so angry this time.

Of course, Xia Hongjun would not say that because of your beautiful wife, he quickly replied that you are studying folk poetry. I also like poetry so I have heard of your name.

"Also, I heard that you often walk in this garden with your teacher's wife." Xia Hongjun finally added with a smile.

His wife was a little shy when she heard this and complained: "Look at you, you are so yes. I said don't come here every morning, you insist on... Look at it, even the freshman knows."

"Haha, did my wife and I go through the king's law when taking a walk? What's wrong?!" Teacher Shen seemed heroic.

Finally, he encouraged Xia Hongjun to say that he should not waste his talents and make good work to let him leave. The two of them started to slept in the garden again.

Xia Hongjun suddenly became envious and sincerely hoped that they could grow old until they were old.

Xia Hongjun entered the ninth floor of the church and found a classroom with fewer people. He sat in a corner and was about to start typing. He suddenly realized that he had forgotten to bring a pen.

I'm dizzy...

Borrow one?

I asked the two students around me, and they all said that they only brought one pen.

There was no choice but to pack up, Xia Hongjun had to pack up his things and carry his schoolbag and hurried back to the dormitory. When he walked to the dormitory building, Xia Hongjun saw a girl wandering on the road in front of the building.

It turned out to be Chen Zhaodi.

When she saw Xia Hongjun coming out, she quickly came up to meet her, took out the copied manuscript paper from her schoolbag and handed it to Xia Hongjun.

"How long have you been waiting?"

"Not...it's not long."

"Why don't you just go upstairs and knock on the door or call me, and you will know that you're waiting here stupidly! Wasting your time."

It is difficult for boys to enter girls' dormitories, but it is very easy for girls to enter boys' dormitories.

Chen Zhaodi lowered her head and didn't say anything.

How dare she?

She was standing just now, and the eyes of the boys passing by made her feel a little nervous. How dare she call Xia Hongjun's name?

Alas, I am so brave, what should I do in the future?

Xia Hongjun sighed, calmed down his tone, and asked again: "Have you had breakfast?"

"Um."

"Really? Don't lie to me." Xia Hongjun suddenly remembered that Chen Zhaodi had the habit of not eating breakfast.

"I didn't eat..." Sure enough, Chen Zhaodi confessed.

"I said Chen Zhaodi, what's going on with you?! Even if you are for your home, you still have to think about yourself?" Xia Hongjun was really angry this time.

Chen Zhaodi lowered her head without saying anything, and her hands were tucked together like a child who made a mistake.

"Let's stop talking, go have a meal with me." Xia Hongjun took Chen Zhaodi's hand and walked towards the cafeteria.

Chen Zhaodi was so scared that she hurriedly broke free: "Don't... don't, I'll go, I'll go."

When the two arrived at the cafeteria, Xia Hongjun bought two meat buns for Chen Zhaodi, a bowl of porridge was placed in front of the girl. He sat opposite Chen Zhaodi without caring about the strange gazes of other students looking at him.

Under the surveillance of Xia Hongjun, Chen Zhaodi picked up the buns and ate them.

"Chen Zhaodi, how much do you plan to send your family back every month?" Xia Hongjun asked.

"Fifteen yuan, ten kilograms of food coupons." Chen Zhaodi replied in a low voice.

So cruel?

Isn’t that the only ten dollars I gave her?

When I go to college, I don’t go to middle school at Xiping No. 1 Middle School, and I can’t bring food from my family. I spend more money, and the prices in Yanjing are also relatively high.

Ten yuan is not enough, no wonder Chen Zhaodi started to save money and avoid breakfast again.

"Chen Zhaodi, you don't need to be embarrassed by yourself. You can apply for scholarships, and you can also get scholarships when you have excellent studies." Xia Hongjun comforted.

"I heard that applying for a scholarship is difficult, and our classmates are very good at studying... I'm afraid... I'm afraid I can't get them."

It's over.

She didn't even have the capital she was proud of.
Chapter completed!