Chapter 232

Consider it, indeed need to consider it.

Heard that in these years, background checks are done for the Spring Festival Gala, he didn't want the identity of the "December" writer to be exposed too early, otherwise many things and the university life he was thinking of would lose their original taste.

This is not worth the loss.

But later, from a certain angle, going to the Spring Festival Gala is also a very necessary thing.

After all, how "Original Scenery of Hometown" came about is a secret that can never be leaked, even to parents, even to the beloved Song Yu, Xiao Han and Zijin, it can't be said, it can only rot in the stomach forever.

Now it's mid-November 1987, in another two or three years, the Japanese Sōjirō will create this awesome work. Maybe before creating, people will collect folk songs to find inspiration, draft it, etc. And now information dissemination is not developed, if his own original didn't spread to Japan, what if people make an identical one?

Well, he is first, and there are welcome party videotapes and thousands of people to testify, once they collide, the other party can only eat dumb losses, and even end up with a plagiarism crime and ruined reputation. But will Sōjirō be suspicious?

That is certain!

So in order to strangle all trouble, it is very necessary to spread this work to the world on a bigger stage early.

Moreover, "Original Scenery of Hometown" is a world-class handed-down famous song! As long as human nature exists, it won't be outdated even in 100 years, once it comes out, it will bring him unimaginable fame and fortune and prestige.

Born as a human, still rolling in the red dust, facing such a monstrous temptation, who the hell dares to say they are not moved at all?

Being a singer, being a vocalist, sorry, he has no interest.

But if, if he hangs a title of "Music Master" on his head, humph! The grade instantly increased dozens or hundreds of times, the meaning is completely different, the value endowed is different, and the social status has a world of difference.

With thousands of thoughts, Li Heng crossed a group of little friends and came to Yu Shuheng's side and said: "Teacher, I want to tell you something."

Yu Shuheng followed him into the alley outside, and asked: "Is it worried about the writer's identity being exposed?"

Damn it!

This teacher is really transparent, often before the words are out, the other party has already guessed it, this is also the reason he doesn't want to face her directly.

Don't look at her dressing simply, her dressing doesn't stick to fancy, even in most cases it is monotonous black, but there is a kind of powerful aura, a kind of inexplicable pressure, as if it can penetrate the human heart.

Li Heng let out a breath, honestly said: "Yes, I enjoy my current life, don't want to change it for the time being."

After middle age in his previous life, he missed many things, but the days he missed most were the four years of university, dreaming of starting over.

Now that heaven has opened its eyes, finally reborn, how could he abandon it?

It's not that he is pretentious, damn it, he is pretentious!

Money, he didn't lack it in his previous life, he won't lack it even more in this life; fame, he already has it now, but his plans are big, these are not enough, continuing to lurk for a period of time is more in line with his state of mind.

So in the case that money and fame won't be lacking in the future, why not live a smooth life? Why not live a meaningful life?

Facing each other, feeling the burning ambition in the depths of her pupils, Yu Shuheng pondered for a moment and said: "If you are willing to participate in the Spring Festival Gala, I can help you cover your identity."

Li Heng's eyes widened, so amazing? That is CCTV, not some cats and dogs! Had already thought she was very awesome, didn't expect to be even more awesome than imagined.

Damn, the most worrying problem is solved, he no longer declined, "If someone comes to find me, then go."

"Okay." Yu Shuheng smiled slightly, glanced at the pile of people in his room, turned and returned to her own courtyard.

Watching him come in, Sun Man was the most unable to hold back, jumped up and asked: "Li Heng, are you going to the Spring Festival Gala?"

Hearing this, everyone looked at him.

Li Heng teased, "How come I feel you are more nervous than me?"

"Nonsense, what is our relationship? Iron buddies! If you go to the Spring Festival Gala, I will have face when I go out." Sun Man imagined that scene.

Facing everyone's gaze, Li Heng said deliberately: "Let's see the situation first, Teacher Yu hopes I go."

After all, the eight characters haven't even had a stroke, with his personality, he doesn't like to say things too full before things are settled.

Everyone understood his meaning, and couldn't help but show envy in their eyes.

Zhang Zhiyong clapped his hands to celebrate, but when Zhou Shihe looked over, this blockhead hurriedly put it down, damn! How can Grandpa Heng associate with such a big beauty? This old man hates big beauties the most, so uncomfortable.

After the song finished, for the next half hour, the group chatted together, first chatting about the Spring Festival Gala, then chatting and chatting, the topic shifted, chatting across the sky, without boundaries.

In the middle, Zhang Haiyan secretly glanced at the stairs to the second floor, curiously asked: "Hey, Li Heng, are the rumors in high school true?"

Li Heng was confused: "What rumors?"

Zhang Haiyan gestured with her fingers, particularly gossipy: "There are rumors circulating among the girls that you are pursuing Song Yu."

This was the second appearance of Song Yu.

Before in the room, when Blockhead and Yangcheng discussed Zhou Shihe, they also mentioned Song Yu's name.

This made Ye Ning, who didn't know the situation, prick up her ears.

Damn, can this woman speak? Don't ask anything just because of the alcohol, it will kill people, you know?

Li Heng complained internally, but was very calm on the surface: "Comrade Haiyan, you said it was a rumor, how could it be taken seriously.

Is it possible that it was a rumor spread by those girls who wrote me love letters and didn't get a reply?"

Hearing this, Sun Man covered her mouth and laughed, full of contempt in her eyes, but didn't expose it.

Mai Sui looked at him, reached out and took the tea, and drank it slowly.

Zhang Haiyan pursued: "Are there many girls who wrote you love letters?"

Before Li Heng could answer, Sun Man couldn't help but interrupt, "Many, every week, especially in the last two months of senior year, our head teacher was exhausted to intercept his love letters."

Zhang Zhiyong raised his hand, "I can testify to this."

Ye Ning asked: "Li Heng, when did you and your girlfriend get together?"

"Ah?"

Li Heng said "ah," and said: "We are junior high school classmates, known each other for a long time, specifically got together, it was after the college entrance examination."

Zhang Haiyan said: "Li Heng, do you know, actually there is a girl in our dormitory who likes you very much, talks about you every day, and only allows us to say good things about you, if we say bad things about you, she will quarrel with us. I remember the night before the college entrance examination, she secretly ran to the honor wall and tore off the photo of you winning the scholarship."

Sun Man was surprised, "You and Xiao Han weren't in the same dormitory, then how did Xiao Han perform? Didn't get jealous?"

Zhang Haiyan recalled, shook her head: "Honestly, Xiao Han never participated in the topic of Li Heng in the dormitory, when we were chatting about which boy in school was handsome, which one had good grades, she was usually reading quietly."

Sun Man giggled: "This is called not showing one's true colors, hiding deep, finally became the big winner."

Zhang Zhiyong asked: "What's that woman's name? Which university is she reading at?"

Zhang Haiyan replied: "Li Heng is now with Xiao Han, I won't say her name, but she was admitted to a military academy, if you have heart, maybe you can find out who it is."

A group of young boys and girls together, chatting most about sensitive things in puberty, and here there were many girls, the most outstanding Li Heng instantly became the object of asking seven and eight, making him not stop all afternoon, exhausted to cope, feeling more tired than climbing Mount Everest and exploring the undersea tunnel, at least with his physical fitness, he wouldn't have done it seven times back and forth.

Around 5 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Zhiyong and Yangcheng returned to school.

Mai Sui, Zhou Shihe, Sun Man and Ye Ning also went to the dormitory with awareness.

Xiao Han woke up, and saw Li Heng at the bedside as soon as she opened her eyes, she asked: "How long did I sleep?"

Li Heng checked his watch: "More than 3 hours."

Xiao Han stretched the bed with both hands, sat up and asked: "Where are Haiyan and the others?"

Li Heng's gaze subconsciously fell on a protruding position on her body, and said: "Downstairs, waiting for you to eat."

Feeling his strange gaze, Xiao Han trembled in her heart, reached out and pulled the quilt to cover it, pursed her lips and complained shyly: "Mr. Li!"

"Oh! Here." Li Heng came back to his senses, moved his gaze away.

Our wife grew up at 18, full of grip, the red world connection is the most feeling, he thought beautifully in his heart.

Staring at his profile, until he fled the master bedroom in embarrassment, Xiao Han, who was blushing, relaxed, and then couldn't help but smile.

Actually, she likes him like this, not a copper wall and iron wall, nor stunningly beautiful, just carrying a little arrogance, and mixed with the desire for her body, not high and unreachable, very grounded.

She hopes her beloved honey is great and extraordinary, but occasionally revealing a side of a mortal and seven emotions and six desires, not losing a good seasoning, no sense of distance. She loves to see it.

After Xiao Han finished washing up, the three left Lushan Village.

On the grass, watching Zhang Haiyan leave, Li Heng couldn't bear to hug Xiao Han from behind, the latter hadn't reacted before being hugged tightly.

Halfway, she said miserably: "Hey, Mr. Li, you really turned this young lady into the type of person I hated most before."

Li Heng teased, "What type?"

Recalling that he and Chen Zijin often showed affection in front of her in junior high school, Xiao Han closed her eyes and said: "Lovers who are intimate in public and intimate before marriage."

"What did you just say?"

"Intimate..."

"Not these, the last two words."

"..."

Seeing she didn't speak, Li Heng turned her over in his arms, frontally hugged her tightly again, tightly, "Say it or not?"

Xiao Han lowered her head and smiled, but just didn't let go, even if someone behind buried his head in her neck and wandered wantonly, she didn't let go.

5 minutes passed, she begged for mercy pitifully: "The neck is full of your saliva, please let me go, someone will see."

"Let them see, I wish the whole world knew you are my wife." Li Heng was very busy, only after a lot of effort did he find time to answer.

"Yes, yes, yes! I am your wife, tomorrow I will write a letter to announce to Lady Song and Lady Chen, telling them they have been divorced." Xiao Han was sweet but helpless in her heart.

Who let herself treasure this rascal, can't bear to hit, can't bear to scold, clearly he is bullying herself, but still has to use a pleasing tone to discuss with him.

After a while, it seemed someone was coming, scaring Xiao Han to lift his mischievous head hard, and then drilled into his arms, her head sticking to his chest, not daring to breathe.

Four women and three men passed by the two, one of the women turned her head and stared at Li Heng for a long time, whispering to her companion: "Is this person Li Heng, God! So handsome and has temperament."