When Jimmy called Harold, Harold was having lunch in New York.

"Dear Jimmy, it must be midnight over there now. Let me guess why you are calling me so late. I think it must be that the night in Yanjing is too boring and you can't sleep."

When Jimmy called, Harold was in a good mood and joked with him.

But Jimmy had no time to joke with him, "Listen, Harold, I don't want to waste time on the international call. I'm calling you to tell you that I read an interesting novel that might interest you."

Harold stopped putting his fork in his mouth and asked, "What novel?"

"I will return to the United States in two days. Come and pick me up then."

Harold smiled and said, "You didn't want me to pick you up, so you made up a novel about it."

"Believe it or not, I didn't make up any stories."

"Actually, you can just ask me to pick you up. I won't refuse."

"Okay, let's not talk anymore. It's time for me to go to bed. I will tell you my flight information before I leave. I hope to see you at the airport then." After saying that, before Harold could reply, Jimmy said

The phone hung up.

…

The deadline for the decoration design competition has arrived, and the submissions from students in Yu Dong's class have been submitted one after another. Next, they just need to wait for the news.

Because it is a competition organized by the school itself, there is no grand ceremony for the lottery or awarding. The jury will announce the results in a few days.

The certificate will be sent directly to the counselor, who will then give it to the winning student.

Yu Dongdu has seen the students' works, and they are still a bit inferior in strength, but the creativity is good. They probably listened to what he said last time, and they are more bold and innovative when designing.

From Yu Dong's point of view, it is no longer important whether any student can win the prize this time. They have grown a lot in this competition.

At this point, Yu Dong has become relatively relaxed and has more energy to devote to his novels.

In more than a week, only the beginning of the new novel "Prison No. 7" has been written, which is about 10,000 words.

However, the main frame has been completed, and all that is left is to fill in the story into the frame. The rest should be written very quickly.

In fact, there is no need to write this novel in a hurry, because even if it is written now, it will be difficult to use it in "Science Fiction World".

The release of "One Day" has squeezed out the space of "Science Fiction World" once, and the follow-up "Second World" will occupy a large space for a long time.

If "Prison No. 7", which is tens of thousands of words long, is presented to the magazine at this time, Yang Xiao and the others will have a headache.

Unless the follow-up "Second World" performs very well, it is impossible for Yang Xiao to give two large pages of a magazine to Yu Dong alone.

So Yu Dong planned to wait until "Second World" had been serialized for several issues before showing the manuscript of "Prison No. 7" to Yang Xiao and others.

…

On Wednesday afternoon, Yu Dong was thinking about "Prison No. 7" when He Yu shouted from the door of his office: "Yu Dong, your senior brother is here to see you."

Yu Dong looked up and saw He Yu and Su Tong walking into the office side by side.

Seeing Su Tong coming, the office suddenly became lively, and the teachers greeted Su Tong one after another. Su Tong had been a counselor here, and many teachers here had worked with him, so they were all familiar with him.

Su Tong walked towards Yu Dong amidst the lively welcome of everyone, while responding to their enthusiasm with a smile, like a general returning home in glory.

After a few more pleasantries, the others dispersed in a sensible manner. Of course they could see that Su Tong was here to see Yu Dong.

Su Tong then had the opportunity to talk to Yu Dong. He smiled and asked Yu Dong: "Are you busy right now?"

Yu Dong shook his head, "I'm not busy."

"Why don't you go out with me? I have something to do with you."

Yu Dong looked at the environment of the office and found that this was indeed not a place for conversation.

The two walked out of the office and went to the window at the end of the corridor. Su Tong looked at the playground outside the window and said, "Let's have dinner together tomorrow night. We won't go far this time, just nearby."

"You made a special trip just for this?"

"What if I don't make a trip?" Su Tong asked.

Only then did Yu Dong realize that he was a little stupid. In the current communication environment, Su Tong could only call Wu Changxin to tell him without making a trip in person. But it was really outrageous to call Wu Changxin and ask him to tell him about the meal.

Yu Dong changed the subject again: "Just the two of us?"

"I have two friends, Han Dong and Gu Qian. You should..." At this point, Su Tong was also a little unsure: "You may know Han Dong."

Yu Dong nodded without saying anything. In fact, he not only knew Han Dong, but also knew Gu Qian.

In other words, it’s not knowing, but knowing.

Needless to say, Han Dong is a famous poet and a native of Jinling. It is normal for Yu Dong to know him.

The other Gu Qian was much less famous. Even after writing books for decades, not many people knew Gu Qian. Yu Dong only knew about him after reading Gu Qian's "Playing Cards".

However, Gu Qian also has his own niche circle and is sought after by a certain group of readers. He has very few works. After Yu Dong read "Playing Cards" at that time, he specifically searched for his other works, but found that there were very few works available.

I don’t know if his works are difficult to find online, or if his output is inherently low.

After thinking about it, Su Tong added: "The two of them are good friends of mine. When we first arrived in Jinling, we hung out together for a long time. We used to see each other all the time, but recently we saw less. I actually... forget it.

, let’s not talk about this for now, you will come to my office first tomorrow, and then we will go there together.”

Yu Dong could tell that Su Tong was confused when he mentioned Han Dong and the others.

As for the specific reason, Yu Dong couldn't guess. It was the first time he heard about the fact that Su Tong and Han Dong had been together for a while before.

Because in the eyes of others, although they are both writers from Jinling, they seem to be people from two different worlds. Although Han Dong also writes novels, they are not well-known, so people only think of him as a poet.

His most well-known poem to ordinary people is probably "Mountain Folk", which was later widely circulated on the Internet.

"Then I'll go find you tomorrow. Do you want to stay for a meal later? You probably haven't eaten in Jinyi's canteen for a long time," Yu Dong said with a smile.

Su Tong seemed a little moved by Dong's suggestion, but finally waved his hand, "No, you go back to the office first, I'll have a cigarette here before leaving."

Yu Dong smiled. It seemed that Su Tong was feeling quite uncomfortable at the moment. He nodded in agreement and walked towards the office, leaving the place for Su Tong to smoke.

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Chapter completed!