Chapter 86: Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House
"Thank you for hospitality!"
After eating and drinking, Zhao Ziyu was in an unusually good mood.
"You're welcome!" Lin Xiaoguang shook his head and chuckled.
"I'm going back to school, what about you?" Standing in the courtyard, Zhao Ziyu stepped on the leaves under his feet, then slightly raised his head to look at the grape trellis above his head, glanced at him, and suddenly asked.
"I'll see you off. I'm going back to school as well." Lin Xiaoguang smiled again.
Zhao Ziyu hummed, turned around and walked out without answering.
Lin Xiaoguang lagged behind and locked the door.
After locking the door, the two of them walked out one after another. From time to time, they met the neighbors in the courtyard. Lin Xiaoguang smiled and said hello to each of them: "Hey, Uncle Hu, you are walking the birds!"
Uncle Hu smiled, glanced at Zhao Ziyu, who had a slightly red face, looked at him and said with a smile: "Whatever, you bring your classmates over to play. Come to my room for tea one day. I brought walnuts from home. You can also
Have a taste."
"Okay!" Lin Xiaoguang smiled and said goodbye to Uncle Hu: "See you later!"
Passing by the third entrance, Chu's father was teaching Chu Qing: "I've been taking pictures all day long, and I don't even see you writing my homework. If I take more pictures, I'll burn them all for you."
Chu Qing, who was in fifth grade, looked aggrieved.
When Dad Chu saw Lin Xiaoguang, he was slightly startled. He threw the picture in his hand directly into the briquette stove, then clapped his hands and said with a smile: "Hey, Xiaoguang, bring your friends over to play. Have you eaten? I'm about to make fried noodles.
Do you want to try it?"
"Uncle, thank you. I just finished eating. I'll go out for a walk. See you later." Lin Xiaoguang chuckled.
As soon as the two of them walked over, they heard Chu's father click his tongue: "Look at me, I went to Tsinghua University, and look at you, you are tenth from the bottom in the class, you have completely embarrassed me, and you are still playing with cartoons? No.
Who knows what kind of wicked bastard made this thing, and it’s really causing harm to elementary school students..."
Lin Xiaoguang suddenly sneezed.
Zhao Ziyu looked back at him and asked, "What's wrong? Do you have a cold?"
"No!" He waved his hand: "I choked."
He pricked up his ears and listened carefully, but he didn't hear what Chu Qing said.
Thinking about it, he probably didn't betray him. Classmate Chu was very loyal, which moved him a little, and he made up his mind that for the sake of not betraying him, he would help him if anything happened in the future.
The second time he entered, he didn't meet anyone. Lin Xiaoguang took a quick glance and walked straight out. However, someone heard some noise in the room and stuck his head out, just in time to see the two of them going out one after the other.
The girl immediately retracted her head.
When he first entered, he met Aunt Jia again. Lin Xiaoguang secretly thought that he was really unlucky.
Aunt Jia is a little fat, or can be described as plump. She is from the Northeast, but she is quite generous. She is a figure like Sun Erniang. The family has a strict rule, and her husband is strict with his wife.
Aunt Jia, wearing an apron and holding a rolling pin, was chasing her son Jia Chunfeng across the yard. When she saw the two of them, she smiled ambiguously: "Have you finished eating?"
Lin Xiaoguang smiled and said: "Aunt Jia, I just finished eating and now I have to go back to school. Will you cook?"
While talking to Aunt Jia, he gestured to Jia Chunfeng, who nodded to him and shook his head.
He understood immediately. Jia Chunfeng nodded and said that he went out to sell pictures today. When he came back late, he was chased and beaten by Aunt Jia. He asked if he wanted to help. Jia Chunfeng shook his head, meaning no.
Aunt Jia didn't notice their little moves and said with a smile: "Well, I was just about to make dumplings. If you hadn't eaten them and left now, you could have stayed to try my handiwork."
"No, no, if it's a little later, it will be dark. Aunt Jia, see you later!"
Lin Xiaoguang gave Jia Chunfeng a wish-for-blessing look, and then left with Zhao Ziyu.
The two of them left quickly, and sure enough they heard Aunt Jia lecture Jia Chunfeng: "Look at you, forget it if you don't study well, I don't expect you to go to Tsinghua University, but what do you look like now? You hang around outside all day, a bunch of
You don't learn how to be a good friend. If you are like this, if any girl falls in love with you in the future, you will be a bachelor for the rest of your life."
"Look at me, she is a beautiful female classmate from Tsinghua University. When will you bring one back to see me?"
"Mom, aren't you looking for this?"
"Damn you kid, you're so stubborn, I'm almost mad at you." Aunt Jia waved her hand and hit Jia Chunfeng with the rolling pin.
Zhao Ziyu's face was slightly red after eating hot pot, which was quite spicy, and drinking alcoholic soda. After hearing this, her face became even redder.
Lin Xiaoguang was very embarrassed and smiled: "Don't mind, that's how Aunt Jia talks."
Zhao Ziyu walked forward without looking back or saying a word.
After walking out the door, Zhao Ziyu suddenly stopped, turned around, looked up, looked at the house number on the wall, and read: "No. 13, Qin Lao Hutong."
She read it once before walking out, asking as she walked: "You have a good relationship with your neighbors!"
"It's not bad." Lin Xiaoguang said to himself. The rent was a nominal one yuan. If they didn't know how good this was, they would be a bit heartless.
It was a little dark, and the two of them walked in the long alley, passing by pedestrians from time to time.
If there was a taxi, Lin Xiaoguang would like to find one, sit in the back seat, and go back to school comfortably.
But it was impossible at this time. Shouqi and BAIC taxis in Peiping had very few taxis, and they mainly received foreign guests. As for Chinese, they would not take taxis no matter how much money they gave. Employees of state-owned taxi companies are all uncles.
So I can only take the bus.
Take bus 18 from Jiaodaokou, transfer to bus 27 at Ditan, go all the way to the zoo, then take bus 32 to Peking University, then walk around for a while before returning to Tsinghua Garden.
Lin Dongxia gets off work at 7 o'clock and takes this route home.
Therefore, when they got on the bus, Lin Dongxia's car drove towards them, and they missed it perfectly.
After returning to school, the next day, Lin Xiaoguang found Shen Yizhou and told the matter directly: "I don't plan to continue to be the deputy editor-in-chief, but the national editorial board cannot be without someone from Tsinghua, so I recommend Zhao Ziyu."
Shen Yizhou was not surprised by this. He shrugged and spread his hands: "As long as you are happy."
Of course he knew what Lin Xiaoguang was doing, such as drawing pictures and so on, but Guo Hongbing had always been unguarded against him.
The matter was over, and Lin Xiaoguang had no intention of staying any longer. He nodded, thanked him, and was about to leave: "This matter depends on you, thank you!"
"You can write a resignation letter later, the procedure is still required." Shen Yizhou shouted.
"OK!" Bald Lin Xiao made a gesture without looking back.
"I heard that your mandarin duck hot pot is quite delicious. Please invite me to try it some other time!" Shen Yizhou continued to shout.
Lin Xiaoguang stopped immediately and said word by word: "Okay, a meal for thirty yuan, make a reservation in advance, deposit 10 yuan, I will notify you one day in advance when there is a seat, bring your own drinks, are you okay?"
"OK!" Shen Yizhou gritted his teeth.
Seeing that this guy is too greedy for money, there is no one like him.
However, I heard that Guo Hongbing had made some money recently by selling pictures, and it seemed that he was still counting on him for this meal. Thinking of this, Shen Yizhou's mood suddenly improved.
Lin Xiaoguang is in a better mood and can make money even if he eats with others, is that okay?
But his happiness didn't end there. Because he resigned from his position as deputy editor-in-chief of the editorial board, not so many people were looking for him. His cartoon career was on the right track, and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
The Qingming Festival has passed, Grain Rain has arrived, and in a blink of an eye, spring rains come one after another, and a drizzle begins.
One day, while he was looking at the financial statements, Zhao Ziyu came to his door.
He was slightly startled: "I have resigned, how is your progress now?"
Zhao Ziyu nodded first and then shook his head.
This made him a little confused, so he put down his things and looked at the other person blankly.
She looked at Lin Xiaoguang steadily and said calmly: "The matter of the deputy editor-in-chief has been settled. Let's go through the procedures immediately. I came to you for other matters."
"What's up?"
"The editors from Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House are here, and they want to publish your novel."