Chapter 44

Putting the "People's Literature" telegram aside, Li Heng began to check the second telegram.

The second telegram came from "Harvest" magazine in Shanghai, and the content was even similar to "People's Literature," not much different.

It was just to inform him in advance that "Harvest" had also sent an editor over.

Li Heng compared the times of the two telegrams and immediately laughed out loud. Heh! Great minds think alike; they were sent at the same time and editors were sent at the same time.

It seemed to be about what he had estimated; when he brought out a high-gold-content weapon like "To Live," whether it was "People's Literature" or "Harvest," there were people with discerning eyes who valued it quite a bit.

I hope you fight when you meet; fight hard! Don't be polite to me; whoever wins, I'll reward them with a bottle of soda.

Uh..., if Chen Xiaomi wins, then damn it, forget about the soda.

Let alone a reward, if it weren't for the sake of Chen Zi Jin and Chen Gaoyuan, he would have been unhappy long ago and would have gone down to tear her apart himself.

At this time, the head teacher was not there, and it was just the two of them in the office.

The English teacher shook her long hair and said: "I didn't expect them to value you so much."

Li Heng raised the two telegrams in his hand, a little proud: "You don't even look at who wrote it? You don't even look at what was written?

At that time, someone was crying and shouting to resign and marry me the moment I opened the door.

This is called 'hoarding goods for a high price,' you know..."

But before the word "price" fell, he saw the office suddenly change; a long leg appeared out of nowhere and kicked Li Heng's butt heavily.

The effect was top-notch!

Li Heng, who had just been showing off, lurched forward and made intimate contact with the gray-white wall.

"Ouch! Holy crap, it hurts to death!"

Li Heng covered his painful forehead, turned around, and was furious: "No! Teacher, you're playing for real, hitting so hard? Don't you know how heavy you are!"

Hearing this, Wang Runwen, who was already dangerous, narrowed her eyes, even more dangerous!

She bit out the words: "Height 165, weight 108 jin, very heavy???"

Li Heng glanced at her chest area; damn it, who was talking to you about height and weight?

C! C! C+ you know!!!

Sensing his gaze, Wang Runwen, who had her arms crossed, narrowed her eyes again into a slit and spoke coldly:

"I see you don't want to live anymore. Do you believe I'll dig out those eyes of yours and feed them to the dogs!"

I believe! Can't I just believe you!

Damn it, women who grow up in a domestic violence environment are really unconventional; they are too damn unkind.

Due to the other party's status, adhering to the spirit that a good man doesn't fight with a woman, Li Heng decisively took a step back to find a broader sky and planned to go eat.

Seeing him about to leave, the English teacher said from behind: "The editor is coming; do you want Teacher to accompany you to buy some clothes?"

Li Heng stopped and looked up and down, asking: "Are my clothes that bad?"

The English teacher sneered and hit him mercilessly: "Sun Manning's dog is dressed more expensively than you."

He had seen that white dog at the Sun family; it was fat, and the fabric on its body was indeed better than his.

Li Heng was depressed; he had lived two lifetimes and still hadn't lived as comfortably as a dog.

Turning his pockets inside out, he said very frankly: "No money, can I eat soft rice (be supported by a woman)?"

Wang Runwen walked over with her arms crossed, circled him with interest, and mocked him with a laugh: "Too thin; there's not even as much meat as a sheep when killed. Not interested."

After saying that, she walked away without looking back, with the arrogance of a winner.

Li Heng touched the ribs on his chest, truly miserable, sighed, went out, followed, and said:

"Teacher, today is the Lantern Festival; I'll give you a chance to treat me to a meal."

Wang Runwen flicked her hair with her right hand: "I could be your mother; go accompany Song Yu."

It was currently mealtime, and not a ghost could be seen at the corridor entrance. The two of them bickered like old friends and soon went from the third floor to the first floor.

"Really not treating me to a meal?"

"Not treating."

"I'm about to be a great writer; there will definitely be countless people who want to eat with me in the future. By then, Teacher, even if you want to treat me to a meal, you'll have to make an appointment in advance. Don't regret it."

"Hehe!"

"Teacher, you should smile; you are too heartless smiling like that."

"Hehe!"

"Forget it, I'm going to the cafeteria."

"Get lost."

The two parted ways near the basketball court. Wang Runwen was stopped by a female teacher she was on good terms with and went off-campus laughing and talking.

Li Heng, who had wanted to sponge a meal, wasted a lot of saliva but still didn't succeed, and could only go to the cafeteria miserably.

This year's third year of high school had 15 classes, with more than 900 people, with liberal arts and sciences each accounting for about half.

Actually, when he divided into subjects in the second year of high school, his science was stronger; physics never dropped below 95 points in every exam.

But he seemed to be naturally incompatible with chemistry. It wasn't that he thought this subject was difficult, but that he had never calculated the last big problem correctly from middle school to high school.

Outrageous, right? Not even once!

The last problem wasn't that he couldn't do it, nor that he couldn't list the chemical formulas; it was just that he couldn't calculate the correct answer.

In the final exam of the second semester of the first year of high school, he finished the last problem early, and seeing that there was plenty of time left, he excitedly began to check.

The heart disease broke out completely this time.

For the last big problem, he calculated it 9 times in succession, but dramatically got 9 different answers.

Looking at the answer he changed again and again, his long-accumulated temper couldn't be suppressed anymore, and he was so angry that he grabbed the test paper into a ball with his right hand, almost going crazy.

And he secretly swore on the spot: I'll calculate it one last time; if the 10th time is still wrong, I won't touch chemistry again in this life.

The result is self-evident, right? He chose liberal arts.

Even though the head teacher of the first year of high school tried to persuade him for 4 hours and even took the liberty of changing his liberal arts to science, it still couldn't save his determination.

The funny thing was, seeing him study liberal arts, Zhang Zhiyong and Zou Aiming, who came to school with him, all changed from science to liberal arts.

Zhang Zhiyong's excuse was: "I'm just here to soy sauce anyway; it's fine to have a college to read in the future. It doesn't matter if it's liberal arts or science; the key is that brothers must be of one mind."

Li Heng asked Zou Aiming: "What about you, why did you change?"

Zou Aiming's reason was even more extreme: "The pretty girls in the class all went to liberal arts; liberal arts is eye-pleasing."

In this day and age, the third year of high school at No. 1 Middle School was separated from the first and second years and was not in the same area.

Even so, with more than 900 third-year students gathering together to get food and eat at the same time, the huge cafeteria couldn't hold them at all.

Li Heng walked into the cafeteria and looked at it; it was full of black heads.

Fortunately, the group had a habitual eating spot, usually located in the corner on the left side of the cafeteria.

When he found Zhang Zhiyong, he was staying with Liu Li, Chen Lijun, and Mai Sui.

These two were a bit bold today, daring to sit at the same table with them; it was really strange, which surprised him a bit.

Beside Zhang Zhiyong was a lunch box of food, which was left for Li Heng.

Li Heng sat down, took his lunch box familiarly, and asked curiously:

"Hey, idiot, how come you dare to eat with the beauties today?"

"Damn! I've said it so many times; you're not allowed to call me by my nickname after leaving the village."

Zhang Zhiyong was very dissatisfied, grabbed the lunch box from his hand in anger, held it in his arms, and muttered: "Not giving you any! Starve you to death, you son of a bitch."

Seeing this, Li Heng wasn't in a hurry at all and turned to the two female compatriots: "Why is it just you two today? Where are Sun Manning and Song Yu?"

Chen Lijun smiled with her two lying silkworm eyes and looked up to tease: "Tell me, Li Heng, who do you really want to ask about?"

Seeing Mai Sui, the idiot, and Liu Li looking at him, Li Heng wasn't panicked at all: "Then let's ask about Song Yu first."

"Tch~, I knew you were concerned about Song Yu; her parents came at noon." Chen Lijun had a look of knowing everything.

Chen Lijun knew about his business; Li Heng didn't find it surprising.

Before Chen Zi Jin left, she, Song Yu, and Sun Manning almost ate and lived together, inseparable.

At that time, Mai Sui's fixed eating partner was Chen Lijun, but the two girls would also be with Chen Zi Jin's three people from time to time.

After Chen Zi Jin left, the girls who were already familiar became even closer, and the two classes seemed to have signs of merging into one.

Therefore, many of their pieces of information were shared.

Besides, Li Heng had been so obvious when changing seats a few days ago that it couldn't be hidden from Mai Sui and Chen Lijun.

It was Liu Li and Zhang Zhiyong who seemed very surprised.

Especially Zhang Zhiyong, who was not very sensitive to matters between men and women, his confused face was full of a big question mark!

(End of chapter)