Chapter 288

After lunch, Li Heng took Xiao Han to the piano room on the second floor of the small building at No. 27.

It was Xiao Han's first time here, and when she saw the Steinway D247 grand piano, she had a different impression of Zhou Shihe, who looked weak and pitiful on the outside.

She had never been in contact with a piano before, but after hearing that her beloved honey was learning the piano last time, she wanted to save some money to buy a piano to give him as a birthday gift.

As a result, when she went back to check the information, her heart instantly went cold by half.

She didn't want to give a cheap one, but she couldn't afford a good one at all.

And for a piano crown like the D247, all the savings of their Xiao family would have to be tripled before they could even touch the edge.

However, Xiao Han was a person who didn't believe in fate. Even if Zhou Shihe's conditions in all aspects could be called the ceiling of women, she didn't feel she was a cut below. They were both great beauties; if there were any innate shortcomings, then she would work hard to change her fate later.

Li Heng didn't know what the dark-hearted girl was thinking?

Even if they had been together for a lifetime, he wouldn't be able to figure her out at all times, because this wife of his was too fickle; she was the most unfathomable existence among his three women.

After Li Heng moved a stool for Xiao Han to sit on the side, he said to Yu Shuheng and Zhou Shihe: "I'm ready, let's start."

Hearing this, Zhou Shihe, who was sitting upright in front of the piano, didn't speak. After calming her breath for about 5 seconds, her slender fingers instantly moved on the black and white keys.

Zhou Shihe, playing the piano, always maintained focus, her temperament condensed, and she had an indescribable unique charm, which was very attractive.

Even Xiao Han, at this moment, had to admit that a woman like Zhou Shihe was rare in the world.

And when the violin joined in, Xiao Han observed Yu Shuheng again; the full-score scholarly temperament combined with the literary style suddenly made her feel a bit depressed.

God hooked his fingers and was making trouble again. With Song Yu before, and now Zhou Shihe and Yu Shuheng, plus a soul-hooking Mai Sui, was he being arranged in a top-tier beauty nest?

Even if Zhou Shihe and Yu Shuheng did nothing, for a woman, if her own man hung out with them every day, it was dangerous enough.

This afternoon, Xiao Han had been listening to the three of them rehearse "The Original Scenery of Hometown." One moment she was full of energy, the next she was worried, and then she was full of fighting spirit; she was contradictory throughout the whole process.

At 4:30 in the afternoon, the rehearsal ended.

Returning to the small building at No. 26, Li Heng put the ocarina in the study and turned to Xiao Han: "Wife, let's go, I'll send you back to school."

Xiao Han responded with an absent-minded "okay."

Li Heng noticed something was wrong, took her hand and asked: "What's wrong? I feel like you haven't recovered your soul yet?"

Xiao Han looked down at their joined hands, pursed her lips, and asked pitifully:

"Mr. Li, sometimes I think, if we are together in the future and you find that I'm not as good as you imagined, will you regret it?"

There it was; he instantly understood where the crux was. His wife, who had always been "Heaven is number one, she is number two," felt pressure today.

Li Heng held her face and whistled: "Why regret it? Don't worry, I absolutely wouldn't dare to touch women like Yu Laoshi and Zhou Shihe.

I can barely handle having one wife as smart as you; if a few more came, wouldn't I die young? Can we still live our lives?"

Xiao Han couldn't even roll her eyes before she was amused by his smug look.

"Seriously, I especially like seeing you eat flying vinegar; such opportunities are rare," Li Heng said happily, hugging her tightly with both hands.

Xiao Han smiled sweetly, wrapped her arms around him, leaned her head against his chest, and listened to his heartbeat.

After a long time, Li Heng asked: "Why did you ask this question today?"

"No reason, I just thought of it temporarily," Xiao Han said.

Li Heng asked: "If one day, I'm not the perfect Li Heng in your secret crush, what will you do?"

Xiao Han closed her eyes and said: "As long as you still have me in your heart, even if your career is ruined tomorrow and your reputation is destroyed, and all the other beauties have left you, I will buy wine to celebrate, because by then, no one will be fighting with me for you."

Li Heng asked: "Ah? You want even a loser?"

Xiao Han said with justification: "As long as you can still be used."

Li Heng blinked: "What do you mean by 'can be used'? That thing?"

Xiao Han was stunned, then blushed: "Mr. Li, you're lewd!"

Li Heng laughed and leaned in to kiss her.

Xiao Han tilted her head slightly: "Actually, I still hope you become the most excellent man in the world. Even if all the women in the world like you, I know Mr. Li loves beauties; we can't lose this hobby, right?"

Li Heng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Right! Everything you say is right!"

Xiao Han stood on tiptoe and took the initiative to kiss him for the first time: "But even so, you have to spoil the great beauty Xiao Han, you know?"

"Yes, I'll keep it in mind."

"Can't forget!"

"Don't dare to forget!"

"Sigh, sure enough, a woman in love is truly stupid beyond cure." After a long French wet kiss with him, Xiao Han complained about herself like this.

Li Heng laughed out loud, pulled her out the door, and happily went to squeeze onto the bus.

At the small building at No. 27, in the attic.

Watching Li Heng and Xiao Han leave hand in hand, Zhou Shihe cut half of the peeled apple, handed it to Mai Sui, then sat down beside her without a word, accompanying her silently.

Mai Sui took the apple and said after a while: "I'm fine."

Zhou Shihe smiled cleverly, put the apple to her mouth, and took a small bite.

After a while, Mai Sui asked: "Shihe, have you ever met a boy who moved your heart?"

Zhou Shihe shook her head gently.

Mai Sui sighed: "You're too excellent; it's indeed hard to meet someone who is satisfactory."

Zhou Shihe pondered for a while, didn't pick up the conversation, and continued to eat the apple in small bites.

At the small building at No. 25, in the living room.

Shen Xin walked from the window to the sofa and sat down, crossed her legs and said: "So that's Xiao Han?"

Yu Shuheng brewed tea patiently: "It's her."

Shen Xin evaluated: "Indeed not bad, enough to fascinate little Li for a while."

Yu Shuheng looked up: "For a while?"

Shen Xin said: "For a while is already indulging her. I gave birth to you and raised you to 25, and you don't even know how to whisper sweet nothings in his ear.

When I was young, I wasn't as useless as you; I took your father in one night and had you in two nights. How many nights has it been for you?"

Yu Shuheng laughed, then said meaningfully: "He wouldn't dare to touch me."

Shen Xin took a stack of photos out of her bag and threw them on the coffee table: "Make him sober; if he doesn't dare to touch you, that's your incompetence; if he's sober but still can't help wanting to touch you, that's called ability! Some things can be self-deceiving, but facts won't."

After speaking, Shen Xin left. She was like a gust of wind when she came, and even more dashing when she left.

Yu Shuheng put down the teacup in her hand, picked up the photos and checked them one by one, finding that they were all group photos of herself and him taken on New Year's Day.

There were ones of hugging, ones of kissing his cheek, ones of helping him tie his scarf, and ones of holding hands and arm-in-arm.

There were even countless close-up photos of her facial expressions.

Watching and watching, Yu Shuheng fell into silence.

Sending Xiao Han to Shanghai Medical University, Li Heng didn't rush to leave, but in the name of Xiao Han's partner, he treated the girls of Dorm 303 to a big meal.

Of course, he also called Liu Haiyan.

After the gathering, Xiao Han and Liu Haiyan personally sent him to the bus stop outside the school.

Xiao Han said: "Next time you come, I'll take you to see my mentor."

This mentor referred to Professor Wen Yan.

Li Heng nodded: "Okay, as it should be. I just happen to want to see her and thank her."

"Yes."

Xiao Han pursed her lips and pointed to the bus coming not far away: "Then I won't see you off; Mr. Li, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Okay, it's dark, you two hurry back to school too, don't make me worry." As he spoke, Li Heng followed the crowd and squeezed onto the bus like a swarm of bees.

Xiao Han waved.

Li Heng waved back through the glass and secretly blew a kiss.

Xiao Han was very embarrassed.

Liu Haiyan laughed like crazy, squatted on the ground and said: "Do you usually get along like this? Li Heng is too bold, too cute."

"Cute?"

"Cute."

"Cute men are all poison!"

After some tossing, Li Heng finally returned to Lushan Village.

The small building at No. 27 had no lights on, and No. 26 was also dark; it looked like Mai Sui and the others had returned to the dormitory.

He looked back at the small building at No. 24, still no lights; Old Fu wasn't home.

The small building at No. 25, however, was brightly lit, and Yu Laoshi opened the courtyard gate like a shark smelling a scent.

"Yu Laoshi." He greeted.

Yu Shuheng looked at him and turned back into the house.

Li Heng was already used to her indifferent appearance. Seeing this, he put the key he had just taken out back into his pocket, followed her into the small building at No. 25, and closed the courtyard gate by the way.

Going up to the second floor, she pointed to the landline on the coffee table: "20 minutes ago, someone claiming to be Chief Editor Liao called to find you; call him back."

As she spoke, she handed him a note with the number on it.

Li Heng took it and scanned it, then didn't stand on ceremony, sat down and started dialing.

"Ding-ling-ling"

"Ding-ling-ling"

While waiting, Yu Shuheng rarely made him a cup of coffee.

Well, she did it by the way, because she wanted to drink it herself.

Li Heng took a sip and felt it was so bitter: "Teacher, this doesn't have sugar?"

"I added some, I like bitter, didn't add much." Yu Shuheng pushed a wooden box in front of him, which contained clips and sugar cubes of uniform size.

Anyway, it wasn't his own stuff, so he could take it for free; if he didn't eat it, he didn't eat it, and if he ate it, he wanted to eat more, so he clipped three sugar cubes into the coffee cup.

Just as he was stirring it, the phone went through, and Chief Editor Liao's voice came from inside: "Li Heng?"

"Yes, it's me, Uncle Liao, good evening, have you eaten?" Li Heng asked hurriedly.

"Not yet, I've been busy these two days, often eating two meals in three days. Let me tell you something." Chief Editor Liao pulled on a bit, and finally got to the point.

Li Heng listened intently: "Go ahead."

Chief Editor Liao said: "Next Saturday, that is, 5 days later, the standalone edition of 'Cultural Travel' will be on the market. I'm officially telling you on behalf of 'Harvest'."

Li Heng said okay, his tone quite steady.

Chief Editor Liao asked: "You're not excited?"

Li Heng replied: "Uncle Liao, there's no shadow yet, what's there to be excited about."

Chief Editor Liao asked: "Then what do you need to be excited? Real gold and silver, money?"

His little thoughts were exposed, and Li Heng wasn't hypocritical: "Hi, rice is expensive in Shanghai, and it's not easy to live in the capital.

I have old people above and young ones below, and a whole family to support. Everything costs money, so don't think I'm vulgar."

Chief Editor Liao laughed: "Where did you get the young ones?"

Li Heng said without blushing or heart beating: "As the saying goes, if a person has no long-term worries, there must be immediate worries. I don't have young ones now, but I will definitely have many in the near future, so I have to save a sum of money in advance.

Uncle Liao, you are also a father and a grandfather; you must understand the bitterness of it better than I do."

Hearing the word "many," Yu Shuheng on the sofa across the way scanned him a few times strangely.

Chief Editor Liao covered the receiver and said to Old Mr. Ba next to him: "Did you hear that? He's an old oiler at a young age."

Old Mr. Ba nodded with a smile and didn't express an opinion.

After a while, Chief Editor Liao paused and said: "The first subscription data for 'Cultural Travel' at Xinhua Bookstore came out this evening. Guess how many the first subscription quantity is?"

Li Heng estimated based on newspapers and reader letters, and then guessed: "Is there 50,000?"

Chief Editor Liao laughed and told him to guess again.

Li Heng had a bottom line in his heart and increased the amount: "100,000 copies."

Chief Editor Liao still laughed, his voice hearty: "Be more confident, be bolder."

Li Heng suddenly became anxious and excited, guessing for the third time: "Could it be over 150,000 copies?"

Chief Editor Liao recited the data on the notebook: "As of 6 o'clock this evening, the final data we collected is 193,789 copies."

Then the other party excitedly sent blessings: "Congratulations! Li Heng, you've set a record!

A first subscription record that I and the magazine couldn't imagine!

Just wait for how the major newspapers will praise you tomorrow."

If it were in the past, Chief Editor Liao was at least 50 years old, and he would never have spoken like this, nor would he have had this tone.

But the first subscription record of over 190,000 was too heaven-defying! It was the first time he had seen it in so many years of practice; how could he calm down?

193,789???

193,789!!!

Li Heng was stunned! He thought he had misheard; was he that awesome?

You know, the famous "Ruined Capital" of later generations only had a first subscription of over 170,000 copies; he exceeded it at the start, it was simply!

This, it was really scary!

His brain was messy, completely losing his calm look just now, and he swallowed his saliva involuntarily, confirming once:

"Uncle Liao, is there really that many?"

Chief Editor Liao said in a very certain tone: "Of course, it's genuine. When Xiao Zou handed me the data, both I and Old Mr. Ba were startled."

Li Heng was speechless and didn't speak for a while.

He felt that he wasn't just a little excited now, but very excited! His heart was thumping, thumping, thumping, and he was almost suffocating!

Awesome!

Why am I so awesome?

Li Heng suddenly felt a bit thirsty. Not only did he finish his coffee in one breath, but without thinking, he reached out his right hand and took the coffee from across the way, finishing it in one breath again.

Under Yu Shuheng's death stare, he finished it in one breath.

After finishing, Li Heng, who didn't know what he had done, smacked his lips and asked: "Uncle Liao, have you prepared for reprinting? You have to grab time, otherwise, the pirated books on the market will be impossible to guard against."

He was also anxious; the situation was so good, how could he not be anxious?

It was all small money!

It was all money!

Chief Editor Liao gave him a reassurance: "Reprinted, don't worry. Because the voices of the vast number of readers were too high before, we did a lot of preparation this time, and we have confidence and certainty to win this battle."

"Okay! I'll wait for your good news."

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