Chapter 172

Leaving the counselor's office, Li Heng's thoughts were even more intense.

Regarding the plane ticket, originally he didn't hold any hope for the counselor, thinking of opening a gap from the principal or Editor-in-Chief Liao.

It's just that he didn't expect that he just simply probed, and the counselor actually agreed!

Then who is the person behind the counselor?

He simply sorted out the connections he knew in Shanghai:

High school English teacher's best friend Yu Shuheng, he had just met the other party, it seemed the possibility wasn't particularly big. But not excluded.

Fudan Principal Sun?

But just now when he probed that he was going to find the principal to ask for leave, the counselor's reaction was obviously wrong, so it could be ruled out.

Editor-in-Chief Liao? Old Man Ba?

These two, logically speaking, were even more impossible. Now he and 'Harvest' magazine were in a cooperative and mutually beneficial relationship. Even if they helped him, they should have informed him.

Thinking back and forth, he considered all the people he knew in Shanghai, and finally, one person jumped into his mind, Huang Zhaoyi.

This woman was his die-hard reader, sending photos without knowing him. What that meant was already self-evident.

She had also invited him twice to watch her Peking Opera performance. What she was planning could now be guessed one or two.

In this day and age, the other party could drive a Mercedes-Benz, which showed that her economic strength and family situation couldn't be underestimated. Although he didn't know how awesome she was, he thought it wouldn't be bad.

Could it really be Huang Zhaoyi?

Li Heng's heart was beating like a drum. Standing in the corridor for a while, he turned around and headed toward the counselor's office again.

"Why are you here again?" The counselor had just put down the receiver.

Li Heng smiled and said: "Teacher, I suddenly remembered something, I might not have time to go to Beijing, don't bother you with the plane ticket."

The counselor frowned, looked at him for a while, and then said: "Okay, hurry to the classroom for class."

"Eh." Li Heng turned and left.

"Do you still want the washing machine ticket?" The counselor asked when he reached the door.

"Forget it, I'll wash it myself, I found I'm too lazy." Li Heng answered like this.

The counselor smiled, followed to the corridor to confirm he left, entered the room, and started making phone calls again.

"Hello, who is this?"

"It's me, Li Heng came again."

The other end asked: "What did he find you for?"

The counselor said: "He said he suddenly remembered something, he's not going to Beijing, cancel the plane ticket, and he doesn't want the refrigerator ticket either."

The other end was silent, and after a long time asked: "Did he guess it was me?"

The counselor answered: "I don't know him very well, and I don't know his connections in Shanghai, but this possibility isn't excluded."

Li Heng's connections in Shanghai, the other end had a rough count in her heart. After pondering for a while, she suddenly had the answer in her heart.

After waiting for a while, not waiting for a reply, the counselor asked: "Then what do you do?"

The other end said: "You help me keep an eye on him, he will definitely ask for leave."

Hearing this, the counselor had the urge to get to the bottom of it again, but finally restrained herself.

Ending the call, Huang Zhaoyi put down the receiver and pen in her hand, got up and came to the window, looking at the distant skyline in a daze.

When she learned that the writer December was Li Heng, when she learned that Li Heng's specific age was only 18, she had actually recognized a fact.

And the reason why she was still paying attention to the other party, still keeping an eye on every move of the other party, was for 3 reasons:

One, out of a woman's instinct.

Two, regardless of Li Heng's age, she admired his talent as always.

As for the third reason, Huang Zhaoyi seemed a bit hesitant. Recognizing the fact was recognizing the fact, but women are emotional animals after all. The opposite of absolute rationality is absolute sensibility. The two are contradictory, but in certain situations, the two identities often switch.

After the fourth class, Li Heng rode his bicycle back to the Lushan Village rental.

First, he tried on the wool sweater sent by the English teacher. Don't say, it felt quite comfortable to wear, it's just that the weather now wasn't cold enough, estimated it wouldn't come in handy until November.

Touching the wool sweater with his right hand again, at a certain moment, Li Heng had the thought of calling the English teacher, but at the end, he extinguished the thought.

Folding the clothes and putting them back in the wardrobe, Li Heng went out again with two letters.

Coincidentally, the Daoist priest in Building 24 next door also walked out of the house pushing a bicycle.

"Li Heng, good noon." Fu Yanjie, wearing gold-rimmed glasses, took the initiative to greet him.

"Good noon, Fu Laoshi, going to eat?" Li Heng asked.

Fu Yanjie patted the seat with his right hand, "Going to the piano shop, are you going?"

Li Heng answered: "Can't go for the time being, there's class in the 5th and 6th periods in the afternoon."

"Then class is important, I'll go first, let's chat another day." Fu Yanjie said with a happy smile.

Li Heng smiled back: "Okay, Fu Laoshi, go slowly."

Watching one person and one bike go far away, Li Heng muttered, damn it, estimated he's going to be a lick-dog again, going to invite Chen Siya to eat, otherwise it's mealtime now, how could he not say a cheap word, like eating together or something.

Leaving Lushan Village, Li Heng first mailed the two letters, then called Editor-in-Chief Liao, talking about the washing machine and plane ticket.

These two things, for others, estimated there was some difficulty, but for someone with Editor-in-Chief Liao's status, it was really just a small matter, and he agreed very readily.

Editor-in-Chief Liao asked on the phone: "Are you in a hurry to use the washing machine?"

Li Heng answered: "It's okay, not in a hurry."

Editor-in-Chief Liao said: "Then after it's ready, I'll have someone send it to you."

Li Heng expressed his gratitude.

After mailing the letters and settling the plane ticket matter, Li Heng went to Wujiao Square to wander around, and finally, according to the high school English teacher's preference, bought a pair of exquisite autumn women's shoes and mailed them out.

You send me a wool sweater, I send you shoes, let's exchange gifts, he muttered like this, and rode his bicycle back to the classroom for class.

In the following days, Li Heng quickly entered his university rhythm.

Getting up at 6 o'clock every morning, first jogging a few laps on the playground. If he ran into people playing basketball, he would join in, play confrontation games, shoot baskets, and exercise his body.

When eating breakfast, he would find time to go to the newsstand at the school gate to buy one or two newspapers, browse the news he wanted to see before the first class, listen carefully in class. If it was a course like Mao Zedong Thought and College English, he would generally read the relevant books and research literature sent by Aunt Zhao Jing, continuously charging for writing "Cultural Travel Notes."

Yu Shuheng had long noticed Li Heng being distracted in her class. She didn't point it out, just circled to the back of the classroom a few times in the middle, and after understanding that he was preparing for creation, she left quietly.

This scene made the 325 group and the girls in the front row feel particularly awesome.

Li Xian couldn't help it first, turned around and asked: "Master, why doesn't the teacher scold you?"

Li Heng blinked and smiled: "Because my English is good."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was convinced, his English was truly powerful.

Powerful to what extent, he had communicated in spoken English with the English teacher several times in class, and the silkiness was completely no worse than Yu Shuheng's, and it was passed down as a model in the two statistics classes.

After the English class ended, as soon as he returned to the dormitory, Hu Ping blocked Li Heng and asked: "Old Li, do you have any free time on Sunday night?"

Li Heng asked: "Old Comrade Hu, what's wrong?"

Thinking of the girls' joint dormitory, Li Guang, whose heart was itching, snatched the words on the side and said: "Sunday is the second dinner for our two joint dormitories, Heng Ge, you wouldn't have something to do and can't go again, right? Then we would have too little face in front of the girls."

Li Guoyi followed up and shouted: "Exactly, exactly, we patted our chests and guaranteed to the beauties last time, this time not one less."

Seeing the eager eyes of Tang Dailing and Zhou Zhangming, Li Heng couldn't push it away even if he had something to do, so he agreed.

It was precisely because he devoted his whole heart and soul to writing in class and after class that he even made a joke in the cafeteria.

Sunday breakfast, Li Heng, who was tired of eating fried dough sticks, steamed pork dumplings, and steamed buns, planned to eat a bowl of pork rib noodles to improve his appetite. As a result, there were 10 people queuing up to wait at the noodle window of the cafeteria. He automatically stood on the side, his brain full of details of Chapter 26 of "Cultural Travel Notes," thinking about how to modify several places to make them more flavorful and meaningful, and then...

And then when a bowl of pork rib noodles was handed out from the window by the cafeteria aunt, he didn't even think, reached out to take it, and left.

The two girls next to him were stunned.

The cafeteria aunt was also stunned.

The cafeteria aunt asked the girl in the light pink wool sweater: "Are you guys together?"

The girl in the light pink wool sweater shook her head slightly.

The cafeteria aunt was instantly furious: "I thought you guys were together, he didn't pay, isn't this eating a free meal under my nose?"

As she spoke, the cafeteria aunt was about to shout loudly at Li Heng's back, but was blocked by the girl in pink: "Auntie, forget it, count it as mine, give me another bowl of pork rib noodles."

Taking the 2 mao from the girl in pink, the cafeteria aunt said: "Girl, your heart is too kind."

The girl in pink smiled gently, didn't make a sound, and after the pork rib noodles came out of the pot, she carried them and went to the other side of the cafeteria with her friend.

The girl in green was a full 176cm. Finding an empty table and sitting down, she asked quietly: "Did you see the boy's appearance just now?"

The girl in the light pink wool sweater checked if the stool was clean, then answered, "He stood behind me, didn't see too clearly."

The girl in green said: "His name is Li Heng."

The girl in light pink didn't remember who it was, but felt the name was a bit familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere.

The girl in green helped clarify: "The one who played the erhu at the military training art performance, the boy the blonde girl was frantically pursuing, remember now? He's also in our management school, in Statistics Class 1."

Seeing her friend's excited appearance, the girl in light pink smiled knowingly.

The girl in green raised her head to look at Li Heng, who was burying his head in slurping noodles three or four tables away, and then said: "No wonder girls often discuss him in the dormitory, he really is quite good-looking."

The girl in light pink was unmoved by this, didn't turn her head to look, and lowered her head to pick up a piece of pork rib, eating it in small bites.

The girl in green ate noodles much faster, finishing most of the bowl in a few bites, and glanced at the door: "Why haven't the two of them come yet? We're almost finished eating."

The girl in light pink said: "Should be soon."

A bowl of noodles, a few bites, even if there were 4 pieces of pork rib, it was still a few bites. After eating and drinking enough, Li Heng prepared to rush back to Lushan Village to edit the manuscript.

It's just that halfway through riding the bicycle, he suddenly remembered, it seemed he didn't pay for breakfast, he had a free meal.

Look at what he did!

He patted his forehead with his hands, immediately turned the bicycle around, and rushed back.

Arriving at the noodle window in one breath, Li Heng bent down toward the inside of the window and said: "Auntie, that bowl of pork rib noodles just now..."

Before he could finish, the cafeteria aunt said: "Remembered you didn't pay, right? Someone paid for you."

Li Heng smiled embarrassedly and asked: "Who paid for me?"

The cafeteria aunt looked around outside through the glass, shook her head: "That girl has already left."

Li Heng asked: "Auntie, do you remember what that girl looked like?"

"Remember, a very beautiful girl, she often comes here to eat noodles with her classmates these days, the impression is very deep." The cafeteria aunt said.

Hearing this, Li Heng counted out 4 mao from his pocket and handed it in from the window: "Auntie, next time and the time after next when she comes to eat noodles, don't collect her money."

The cafeteria aunt was a bit surprised, thinking she had misunderstood this boy before, "Pork rib noodles only cost 2 mao a bowl, you gave 2 mao too much."

"I know, the other bowl is to reward her kind act." Li Heng said, and didn't stay any longer.

He did this not because he had too much money to burn.

But because there was something in his previous life that made him unforgettable, he also forgot to pay for a meal, the boss lady chased him for two streets, scolded him fiercely, and it took a long time to explain clearly.

Returning to the No. 26 small building, Li Heng stayed in the study for a whole day. If it weren't for the dinner party of the two joint dormitories at 6 o'clock tonight, he wouldn't have wanted to delay for a minute, time was too damn tight.

"Why hasn't Old Li come yet? He wouldn't stand us up again, right?" Dormitory 325, 5 animals stood guard at the dormitory door, waiting in agony.

Only Zhang Bing wasn't in a hurry, flipping through the English dictionary page by page, consolidating and reviewing.

"He's here, he's here!" Zhou Zhangming, who had sharp eyes, shouted happily.

"Heng Ge, why did you come back now? We were waiting until we were almost bald." Li Guang complained, pulled him, and ran downstairs, rushing toward 'Zhang's Restaurant' outside the school.

"Slow down, slow down, let me catch my breath." Running fast all the way, Li Heng's shoes were stepped on by Tang Dailing behind him.

"Can't slow down, we're going to be late." Tang Dailing picked up the shoes and put them by his feet.

Li Heng bent down to put on his shoes, crossed the road, and followed into Zhang's Restaurant.

Room 204.

By the time the group from dormitory 325 arrived, the girls from dormitory 107 had arrived early.

Finally seeing the girls from the joint dormitory, no wonder Hu Ping, Li Guang, and Li Guoyi and others were thinking about them, no wonder they were pestering to have a joint dormitory at the beginning. The quality of the girls in this dormitory was truly not bad, even counting as top-tier in Fudan University. It was absolutely the first-tier girls' dormitory in Fudan University.

There were 3 who could be called beautiful, and one with a good appearance. These 4 alone were enough to beat all the girls in Statistics Class 1. What was even more commendable was that the others, even if their appearance was plain, weren't ugly, there were no short girls, no ugly girls.

From Li Heng's rich life experience, Wei Xiaozhu in a princess dress was the headliner. Today's eye-catching outfit made her look very tall, not much inferior to Liu Yue.

Dai Qing, with a clean face, had beauty approaching Wei Xiaozhu.

Le Yao, whose skin was comparable to a white European or American, could be ranked third in appearance, even better looking than Zhou Min in the class.

Besides these three, Liu Yanling, who had a good face, had an explosive figure, and even a bowl couldn't cover it. Sun Xiaoye next to her was flat and slender like a reed in the mountains.

Wei Sisi had a bit of baby fat.

The remaining Zhao Meng and Cai Yuanyuan were a bit plain, belonging to the kind you wouldn't look at twice if thrown into a crowd.

Boys sat on one side, girls sat on one side. Fortunately, it was a large round table. Although 15 people having dinner was a bit crowded, it was acceptable.

Li Heng didn't come last time. After everyone simply exchanged greetings and sat down, all the girls' eyes gathered on Li Heng involuntarily.

Liu Yanling was Hu Ping's junior high school classmate and had the most cheerful personality among the girls, taking the lead to ask: "Hu Ping, don't you introduce this one?"

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