Before he could say hello, she looked into his eyes strangely and said:
"Li Heng, why don't the teacher quit his job and marry you."
Li Heng was shocked when she was staring at her and seemed to have an electric current passing by, her whole body was numb.
He took a step back unconsciously and said, "Teacher, don't scare me, I'm still a minor."
Wang Runwen smiled and hooked her hands, "Get in!"
Li Heng felt dangerous and took a step back: "Don't, I'm afraid of being beaten."
Wang Runwen closed the door with one kick: "Then you get out."
Li Heng was speechless. After about ten seconds, he had to knock on the door again.
"Dongdongdongdongdong..."
"Yah..."
This time the knock on the door just started, and the door opened inside. Wang Runwen handed his hands and looked at him, then turned around and walked in.
She said: "I've been reading your novels all morning."
"Um."
"Pour tea by yourself when you are thirsty."
"Okay, dizzy... there is no boiling water in the pot."
"I finished the last drink just now and cooked it myself."
Li Heng lifted the kettle to collect water, and while waiting, he complained: "Teacher, you are too careless, this is not a way to entertain guests."
Wang Runwen sat on the sofa and read the last part of the manuscript: "You are just a minor, who is the guest?"
Hey, this woman is quite vengeful. The minor I just mentioned will fight back immediately.
After connecting the water and putting the kettle on the coal stove outside, Li Heng showed off: "I'm going to be a great writer soon, you have to learn to be kind to me."
If you encounter difficulties outside in the future, you may not be able to claim my name.”
The English teacher crossed his legs and sneered: "How to report it? Should I report it to Chen Zijin's husband? Or Song Yu's man? Or should I report it to the two together?"
It’s so fucking that I can’t talk about it this day!
Li Heng shrank his body back and leaned against the fabric sofa. While paying attention to the kettle, he slowly looked at the layout in the house.
Not to mention, although it is only 1987 now, it is quite fashionable inside.
There are black and white TVs, landline phones, fabric sofas, curtains, phonographs and radios.
There is actually a sewing machine in the corner of the house, famous butterfly brand.
It seems that the old principal was not a clean person before.
It is rumored that the old principal and his wife have been in a disagreement and have been making noises for decades. After he was transferred to the Affiliated High School of Normal University, he developed feelings for a female teacher there and re-established a family.
This made his wife very angry, so she turned around and got married with the factory director of a state-owned enterprise.
In short, outsiders commented that the couple was not good at slutty, and they had a very irritable temper, and they couldn't tell who was right and who was wrong.
This makes the English teacher suffer. Her childhood is full of parents fighting and scolding, throwing bowls, chopsticks and furniture, and her mother even cut her wrist and committed suicide several times. Although she was discovered and rescued, these made her completely suffer from marriage phobia.
In the past ten years, no matter how relatives and friends help her introduce her partner, she was unwilling to go there anyway.
The water boiled, and Wang Runwen also read the last few pages of the manuscript. He focused for a long time and felt a little sad.
"It's so well written, how did you write it?"
Okay, this teacher hasn't come out of the book yet.
Li Heng had a long time ago about how to write the book, and immediately moved out the second uncle's life experience and the hundreds of saved books by Comrade Li Jianguo.
Wang Runwen did not question him in person, although he seemed to be listening to a heavenly book, and he felt extremely shocked and incredible.
But the manuscript of "Living" is in her hands. The facts are evidence, and she cannot believe it.
Seeing Li Heng pouring two cups of boiled water, he put one cup in front of him. After the English teacher was stunned, he got up and found a can of tea, grabbed two and put it into the water cup.
She looked up at the wall clock on the wall and said, "Time is coming soon, and it's still a minute away."
Upon hearing this, Li Heng followed suit and looked at the wall clock.
12:19.
He reached out and moved the landline phone closer, then picked up the hot hot tea and urged the cup to cool down in one breath.
"Dingling...Dinglingling..."
Just as the two of them were waiting quietly, the red landline in front of them rang out on time.
The English teacher said: "Here you come."
"Um."
"You won't answer?"
"No hurry, wait a moment."
In Li Heng's opinion, from the moment the phone rings rang, the two sides entered the negotiation stage. In order to get the chips they wanted, he could not show an urgent look.
The first phone rang 8 times, and the program was naturally completed and automatically hung up.
The time between the two sides agreed, but no one answered. Chen Xiaomi in Beijing suddenly had a bad premonition. Is this "December" a difficult person?
But then she began to comfort herself. Communication is inconvenient these days, and the other party is a teacher again, maybe she was delayed for a while because of the student affairs.
After all, no one is a saint? It is inevitable that something happens temporarily.
Thinking of this, Chen Xiaomi calmed down and waited for another 5 minutes before making the second call.
"Dingling..."
The ringtone rang again in the quiet living room. Wang Runwen looked at him with a calm expression and suddenly felt a trance: it seemed that Li Heng was more mature than himself in his heart.
Logically speaking, if you encounter such a big happy event, let alone her, even the older teacher Wang Qi and the director of the teaching department could not be so calm, shouldn’t you be ecstatic?
This time, Li Heng didn't let the other party wait for a long time, and after the second ringtone, he picked up the receiver.
"Hey, hello."
The three words "Hello, hello" made Chen Xiaomi subconsciously stunned. Why did the sound on the other end of the phone give her a sense of familiarity?
As if you have heard it somewhere?
But after careful recollection, she couldn't remember where she had heard of it.
In fact, it was normal for her to not think that Li Heng would be in a short period of time.
Chen Xiaomi is a college student in 1980. She left her hometown early and has been working in Beijing since she graduated from university.
Besides, Chen Gaoyuan and his son were ordinary in the late 1980s. Since their father and brother came to the capital, she has been with them during the winter and summer vacations and rarely returns to their hometown.
Li Heng has been growing up over the years, and has experienced a male voice change period in the third year of junior high school, and his voice is no longer what he was in his childhood.
Although the two of them were officially face to face for being caught because they were caught in bed last summer, she has been verbally speaking.
Facing Chen Xiaomi, who is as strong as her second sister, how dare Li Heng, a country bumpkin who knows that he has no social experience, dares to retaliate?
He always lowered his head at that time.
Therefore, it would be nice to have a sense of familiarity through the phone, which is why she is more sensitive.
Of course, the most important thing is that she subconsciously doesn't think in the direction of Li Heng.
How sophisticated is the writing style of "Living", how profound the story and thoughtfulness are, and how old is Li Heng? He is only over 17 years old, and he is younger than Zijin. If he could think of him as a person at the first time, it would be strange.
Chen Xiaomi didn't realize it was him.
Li Heng didn't tell the difference because the other party's throat was hoarse.
Chen Xiaomi felt that she was a little suspicious because she cared too much about this opportunity, so she immediately adjusted her mindset and replied:
"Hello, I am Chen Xiaomi, the editor of People's Literature. Are you a writer December?"
What?
What's the situation?
Chen Xiaomi??!!
Is it such a coincidence? Is it like this to interpret the narrow road of enemies?
What a stinky girl from the Chen family?
Li Heng was a little reluctant to believe it. God is too good at playing. I was just about to use "literature" to make her unlucky, but unexpectedly, I came to my door in person.
This is more accurate than China Post delivery!
Seeing that there was no movement on the phone, Chen Xiaomi asked again: "Hello, are you still here?"
"I'm here, I'm December." Li Heng suppressed the happiness in his heart and answered calmly.
After twists and turns, I finally found the writer himself. Chen Xiaomi secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said gracefully:
"Congratulations on December, your "Living" has passed our preliminary review. Can I ask you a few questions now?"
Li Heng said: "Yes."
Chen Xiaomi first asked: "Are you a local from Shaoyang?"
Li Heng said: "That's right."
Chen Xiaomi smiled and said, "What a coincidence, I am from Shaoyang, and I didn't expect that we are still fellow villagers. Your "Living" is very contagious."
Well, I know you are from Shaoyang, I'm here for you...
But it’s really exciting to hear, you, your wife said “you” at once.
Li Heng was very happy and complained, but he showed a very modest expression on his face: "Thank you, you have over the award."
After a few conversations, Chen Xiaomi felt that the other party's attitude was quite good, much better than he expected.
She then asked a question that Uncle Dai and the editor-in-chief were particularly concerned about: "How many words are there after "To Live"?"
Li Heng answered: "The total text is about 135,000 words in total, and 40,000 words were mailed to your club, and there are about 95,000 words in the back."
Chen Xiaomi recorded it with a pen and said: "The first 40,000 words in "Alive" are well written. We have accepted your submission. When can you send the follow-up part?"
Originally, the editors of People's Literature are generally not so polite to new authors.
However, Li Heng's mature version of "Living" has a great influence on the editorial department. His writing style, storyline and thoughtfulness are extremely sophisticated and impeccable.
Chen Xiaomi believes that the other party will become a literary master in the future and she has no place to guide her, so she acted very politely with the idea of ​​making friends.
Li Heng did not talk about the mailing matter, but asked back: "Can I ask a question first?"
Chen Xiaomi said: "Would you like to ask."
Li Heng asked: "How much is the royalty your club pays me?"
Chen Xiaomi was a little confused when he heard this question.
She has been in the job for two years and has dealt with countless writers. It is already very happy that other writers can publish articles in "People's Literature". How could she take the initiative to ask about the royalties for the first time when she contacted her?
How could such a vulgar talk about money when literature is so elegant?
Besides, isn’t it all about “people’s literature” that determines how much it is?
Isn't this a money fan?
But he is too rich to tell the difference between the occasion?
Fortunately, I thought the other party was easy to get along with, but I never thought of slapping it in the face so quickly.
Just as Chen Xiaomi was thinking about how to speak, a conversation suddenly came from the other end of the phone.
I saw a woman asking the writer December: "Is this a call from Harvest magazine?"
Immediately afterwards, there was a faint tone over there: "Shhh~!"
have to!
At this moment, Chen Xiaomi was no longer confused, but was like a thunderclap in the sky, and she was stunned and her heart was filled with silence!
Chapter completed!