Chapter 239: , Encounter, Visitor (Please subscribe!)

Having hung around for so long, he basically knew everyone on the basketball court. Originally there was no space, but seeing him come over, someone took the initiative to step back and rest.

Li Heng had full talent in musical instruments, but in sports, he could only say he was barely passable. Whether it was boxing or basketball shooting techniques, it was purely accumulated by time.

Fortunately, this was a pickup game, everyone was at a business level. He relied on a solid three-pointer to mix things up.

When dividing teams for confrontation, everyone scrambled to have him, as if he were the number one seed.

"Good!!!"

Li Heng made 3 consecutive three-pointers, becoming the most eye-catching cub on the court for a while, and his teammates applauded and cheered one after another.

Half an hour later, the confrontation ended. Li Heng was preparing to go off the court to rest when he discovered a familiar person sitting on the steps on the left, Wei Xiaozhu.

This girl was wearing a plaid yellow outfit today, fashionable and beautiful, looking particularly pure.

Damn it!

I was wondering why the little cubs on the court were all as excited as if they had been injected with chicken blood today. So that was it.

So there was a great beauty watching!

Seeing Li Heng look over, Wei Xiaozhu smiled at him.

Li Heng pondered for a moment, walked over to greet her: "Good morning, Comrade Wei Xiaozhu, it's so cold, why are you here alone?"

"I'm not alone."

Wei Xiaozhu pointed at the green figure running on the playground: "My physical fitness isn't as good as Dai Qing's, I got tired from running and sat here waiting for her."

Li Heng stared at Dai Qing for a long while and asked: "How many laps has she run?"

"12 laps, or 13 laps? I didn't count carefully," she replied, then praised him: "Li Heng, you play basketball really well."

"Thank you!" Someone praised him, and he was always a bit happy.

Wei Xiaozhu asked: "How come you came out by yourself, where's your partner?"

"Partner? She's too beautiful, I can't bear to bring her out," Li Heng joked.

Wei Xiaozhu smiled, teasing: "That's true, she's indeed beautiful. If I had such a girlfriend, I would also hide her in a golden house."

Li Heng waved his hand: "No, I'm joking, she went back to school."

Wei Xiaozhu asked: "Which school?"

Li Heng replied: "Shanghai Medical College."

"Studying medicine?"

"Mm."

"Does studying medicine require dissection? She's really brave."

"It's okay, some people don't adapt, some people are born to be that material, it purely depends on whether God gives face."

Li Heng didn't want to talk too much about Xiao Han with outsiders, so he changed the subject and asked: "How are you and Old Hu doing?"

"You mean Hu Ping?" She looked up and asked.

Li Heng said yes.

Wei Xiaozhu shook her head slightly: "We're friends, I don't want to talk about love for the time being."

Li Heng mourned for Old Hu for three seconds.

It was estimated that Hu Ping's failure to chase Liu Yue and the fact that three love letters were thrown into the trash can had a great impact on this.

Let me ask, if everyone is "Little Wang," and you treat what others throw away as treasure, wouldn't it be very embarrassing to say it out loud?

Sometimes women, this kind of creature, inexplicably compare themselves with their peers.

Of course, things definitely weren't that simple, and Li Heng couldn't ask too much:

"Hey, by the way, our two dorms have eaten together seven or eight times, and I still don't know where you're from?"

Wei Xiaozhu took her eyes off Dai Qing, looked at his eyes, and smiled: "You have so many beautiful girls around you, how would you notice me? I remember telling you during the dinner."

"Ah? You told me?"

"Mm, you drank some wine at the time."

Li Heng tried hard to dig into his memory, and finally slapped his forehead: "Dizzy! Look at my rotten memory, Lianyungang?"

"Yes," Wei Xiaozhu nodded.

"Lianyungang is a good place, by the sea, I love seafood the most," Li Heng praised a little.

Wei Xiaozhu rested her chin on her right hand and said: "Several of my uncles and aunts are fishermen, and the seafood at home is always endless. If you and your partner have time to come to Lianyungang to play, I'll take you to eat well and be full."

Li Heng asked with interest: "Is it free?"

Wei Xiaozhu laughed: "Of course."

Just as the two were chatting, Dai Qing also got tired from running and sat on a lawn to rest. But she didn't come over.

Seeing this, Li Heng said very perceptively: "Let's stop here for today, we'll talk next time if we have a chance, I have something to do, so I'm leaving."

"Okay."

Wei Xiaozhu guessed her best friend's little thoughts and didn't try to keep him.

It wasn't until Li Heng left that Dai Qing slowly walked over: "Am I being too deliberate?"

"A little," Wei Xiaozhu said.

Dai Qing sighed.

Wei Xiaozhu advised: "Let nature take its course, it's also good to be friends if you can't be lovers, don't have such a big psychological burden."

Returning to Lushan Village, Mai Sui was reading on the living room sofa.

Li Heng took a shower, said "Let's go eat steak at Old Fu's together at noon" to her, and then entered the study, starting a day of busyness.

It was almost December, so he first wrote a letter to Zijin and Song Yu each.

Then he thought about it and wrote one to his high school English teacher, asking about her daily life and health.

Originally, it would be more convenient to go across the door to make a phone call, but thinking of Professor Yu's eyes full of pressure, feeling like he was a transparent skeleton with no secrets, he decided to write a letter.

They say the charm of words lies in their ability to cause infinite reverie. Perhaps the letter-writing method was more suitable for the current relationship between him and Teacher Wang.

After writing the three letters, he drank some tea and rested for a while.

Building 24 diagonally across had movement today. Old Fu seemed to have called a proper Daoist to perform a ritual, and the gongs and drums kept beating non-stop.

In the middle, he even knocked on Professor Yu's door across the way, saying he was going to her room to take a stroll and purify unclean things.

After Professor Yu's house was done, Old Fu took the 3 Daoists and ran to his own house, beating gongs and chanting scriptures while sprinkling water with a grass brush, sprinkling every corner of the upper and lower floors.

He said this water was holy water and could drive away filth.

Li Heng leaned out at the door to take a look and then retreated into the study. He was very relieved to let Mai Sui handle the affairs at home.

Reading and writing easily make one forget oneself, and time passes the fastest.

Look, the 37th chapter of "Cultural Bitter Journey" was only more than half written when it was already noon. Mai Sui carefully pushed open the study door, and seeing him burying his head in writing, she intended to exit gently again.

Li Heng noticed the movement and asked: "Did Old Fu ask you to call me for lunch?"

"Yes, he has already made the steak," Mai Sui said, holding the doorknob.

"Fine, then let's eat first, I'm just hungry," Li Heng capped his fountain pen, covered the ink bottle, got up, and walked towards her.

Looking at each other, Li Heng couldn't help but say: "Hey, is it my illusion? I feel like you look even better after not seeing you for a few hours."

Facing his strange look, Mai Sui smiled tenderly and opened the door completely: "I just spent half an hour doing skincare, is it that obvious?"

"Spent half an hour?"

"Mm."

"Worth it, who did you learn it from?"

"From Sister Chen."

The Sister Chen she referred to was Chen Siya.

Building 24 was still performing the ritual. The fake Daoist made the steak at Yu Shuheng's house. Chen Siya was indeed there, no wonder she could teach Mai Sui the skill of taking care of her skin.

As soon as they met, Chen Siya kept chasing Li Heng and asking: "Li Heng, did you see any changes in Mai Sui today?"

Originally, Li Heng didn't want to answer such questions, but unfortunately, the red wine she handed over was Petrus, so he immediately supported her: "Even more charming from within."

With one sentence, Mai Sui's face turned crimson instantly, and it spread to the back of her ears at a very fast speed, spreading to her neck. The blush was like a monsoon, blowing over the hills, over the plains, and blowing through the tropical rainforest.

Old Fu and Chen Siya chuckled on the side.

Yu Shuheng also smiled, looking at Mai Sui several times calmly.

Old Fu brought the finished steak to the table and placed one in front of each person, "This is a Wellington steak I specifically learned from someone in the United States, you guys taste it."

Yu Shuheng said: "It looks quite good."

Li Heng wasn't that particular, directly cut a small piece and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and said sincerely: "The crust is crispy, the inside is fresh, tender, and juicy, the layers are distinct, and the fragrance is rich. Whoa! Old Fu, your craftsmanship is quite good. I didn't expect you to have such an awesome hand. From now on, Mai Sui and I will look for you if we want to eat Western food."

Getting high recognition, the fake Daoist said happily: "No problem, just tell me if you want to eat, leave it to me."

Later, Mai Sui, Yu Shuheng, and Chen Siya each tasted a piece and praised Old Fu's Western cooking skills.

Chen Siya still mocked sarcastically: "You made the taste of a woman in this steak, I guess it was made according to the characteristics of that Professor Chen, right?"

Hearing this, the three of Li Heng just laughed at each other and didn't pick up the conversation.

The fake Daoist's sweat came out on his forehead, and he hurriedly expressed his position: "What are you talking nonsense for? There is no so-called Professor Chen at this dining table, there wasn't before, and there won't be in the future."

Chen Siya said sinisterly: "There can be, a woman of twenty-five or twenty-six is even more charming and tender, it's the best side dish for a man."

The fake Daoist shivered and didn't dare to speak anymore.

Hearing twenty-five or twenty-six, Li Heng subconsciously glanced at Professor Yu across the table. This person was exactly 26 years old this year. Sister Chen scolded her by bringing her into it.

Yu Shuheng happened to look up and captured his gaze, immediately understanding what he meant by looking at her. But fortunately, this person was generous enough, not only giving Li Heng an elegant smile but also adding red wine for him later.

Yu Shuheng said: "Runwen said you can drink, this red wine should suit your taste, drink more."

Li Heng grinned with a big, sunny smile: "Okay, thank you, Professor."

This was the famous Petrus, could it be bad? It was quite good. If it weren't for the fact that he could eat for free, he would never be willing to buy it with his own economic situation now.

Yu Shuheng nodded with a smile and turned to add wine for Mai Sui.

The steak was refreshing, and the red wine was even more popular. Li Heng ate this lunch very comfortably.

After lunch, Mai Sui stayed in Building 25, firstly to help clean up after the meal, and secondly to chat with Professor Yu and Sister Chen.

Li Heng found that this girl had a considerate and gentle temperament and was very popular wherever she went. Professor Yu and Sister Chen treated her as a good friend.

This might be planting willows unintentionally.

Listening to Old Fu, many teachers in the school, whether male or female, wanted to curry favor with Professor Yu, but the effect was minimal, and it was difficult to get into Professor Yu's core circle.

And Mai Sui did it inadvertently.

Thinking of the major changes that might happen to the Mai family in the future, Li Heng felt that this was not a bad thing. With help like Professor Yu, maybe she could help a little in the future.

It's just a pity that in his previous life, whether it was Song Yu or Zijin, they both guarded against him. Not only did the two women not bring him along when dining with Mai Sui, but they also never mentioned anything about Mai Sui in front of him in daily life.

And even more excessively, there were several times when he and Mai Sui had a chance to meet, but Song Yu and Chen Zijin joined forces to secretly stop it.

Although Song Yu and Chen Zijin didn't say it clearly, Li Heng wasn't stupid, and he could feel it clearly many times.

This led to him knowing nothing about Mai Sui and the Mai family's situation. For example, what year did the Mai family's change happen?

What change happened?

What did Mai Sui look like after 25?

Everything was an unknown.

Twice he joked and asked: "You three dine together several times a year, don't you ever take a group photo?"

Song Yu just smiled without saying a word, staring quietly into his eyes until he felt his scalp tingle and stopped asking.

And Chen Zijin was much less polite, muttering clearly: "Mai Sui's eyes are too hooking, it's easy to catch fire if you put the photo at home, we are doing this for family harmony."

Since then, Li Heng tactfully stopped mentioning any words about Mai Sui.

Returning home, he didn't stay idle. After entering the study, he continued his previous writing, striving to finish the 37th chapter today.

In the following days, besides normal classes, Li Heng read books and newspapers and wrote. His activity space was also repeatedly back and forth between the classroom, cafeteria, dormitory, and rented house. He rarely went out to see beautiful girls with the dormitory, almost becoming a ascetic monk.

That girl Liu Yue seemed to have changed her nature. Not only did she never come to find him to be a desk mate in class, but even if she sent him a letter, she didn't say a word, threw the letter on his desk, and walked away coolly.

For this reason, the young men in Dorm 325 discussed it behind his back for several nights, and finally concluded: it might be that Xiao Han was too beautiful, and the difficulty of digging the wall was extremely high, so Liu Yue lost confidence.

But in the women's dormitory, there were completely different rumors: saying Liu Yue's heart was higher than the sky, she had emotional cleanliness, and gave up on a boy like Li Heng who had dated before.

However, those in the know all knew that Liu Yue wanted to go abroad and was currently studying ahead desperately, wanting to study abroad early.

"Li Heng, come out."

It was another Thursday morning, and just as the bell for the second English class rang, the counselor Liu Jia appeared at the classroom door, beckoning to Li Heng.

Li Heng was stunned, glanced at Professor Yu on the podium, and got up to walk out of the classroom the next second.

Arriving in the corridor, he asked: "Professor, what's the matter?"

The counselor looked him up and down and said with a smile: "Good thing, come with me."

What kind of thing is so mysterious? And can't be said in the corridor?

Li Heng muttered a sentence and followed her to the secretary's office.

At this time, besides the secretary of the Management School, there were two strangers in the office, a man and a woman. The man was about 40, a bit bald.

The woman was much younger, at most in her early 30s.

Hearing the movement at the door, the three people talking in the room stopped chatting and turned to look over.

The secretary sitting facing the door took the lead to get up and greet: "Li Heng, you're here, come! Sit here."

This scene stunned the middle-aged man and the young woman. You are a secretary of Fudan University after all, the level is not low, how can you be so polite to a student?

Greeting him was one thing, but getting up and pouring tea, what is this? It's chaotic!

Taking the tea, Li Heng said thank you.

The secretary introduced both sides:

"This is Mr. Song Chunming from CCTV, this is Ms. Liu Yu."

"This is Li Heng, our Fudan's great talent, creator of 'The Original Landscape of Hometown'."

Hearing the secretary enthusiastically call him "great talent," Song Chunming and Liu Yu looked at each other, always feeling something was wrong, always feeling a bit abnormal. But thinking of the track "The Original Landscape of Hometown," it was worthy of the name.

Could it not be worthy?

Otherwise, would the general director of the Spring Festival Gala, Deng Zaijun, send two people to Fudan University in person to negotiate and ask for someone?

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