Chapter 92

When checking out, Xiao Han packed another wonton for Yang Yingwen.

If she really thought her best friend went to the restroom before, then when Li Heng appeared, she understood everything.

The facts were the same as she guessed, Yang Yingwen went and never returned, and didn't come back again.

Crossing the road and coming to the school gate, Li Heng asked: "Where are you going? Classroom or dormitory?"

Xiao Han said crisply: "Dormitory."

Li Heng asked again: "Are you coming out again?"

Looking at each other, Xiao Han seemed to understand a certain look of his, and shook her head with a smile.

She really didn't plan to come out again.

So many things happened today, and the person in front of her even expressed her favor to her in disguise. This was the beauty she had dreamed of in the past.

Just now she ate it in the shop, but hadn't digested it yet. She just took this opportunity to go back to the dormitory to digest it.

Of course, Xiao Han, who was a bit hot in feelings today, was not very dare to be alone with him, fearing that she would lose herself in this passionate love, and have no resistance to his invasion.

She was not unwilling to be with him, just afraid that she would follow him in a daze before thinking clearly, which was an irresponsible performance for him, herself, and this love.

Facing this long-awaited love, she must cherish, be cautious, and respect.

After all, for her who had endured for so many years, being together is a lifetime thing, from then on, she would go forward without looking back, even if he became a bad person or a stranger in the future, she would follow him to the end.

Her thoughts were very simple: consider it well in advance, and have no way back after considering it well.

Xiao Han took the wonton and returned to the dormitory.

Li Heng understood her, didn't force her to stay, and after sending her to the girls' dormitory door, he came to the school gate again and bought a silk scarf in a hat shop as a gift for the English teacher.

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Teacher's family building, third floor.

As soon as the door opened, Li Heng sent the wrapped silk scarf over and sent his blessings again:

"Teacher, happy birthday!"

The English teacher who received the gift was surprised first, and then a bit happy, "You spent money."

Li Heng grinned: "What spending money, it doesn't cost much anyway, it's my heart, the gift is light and the affection is heavy, Teacher, don't dislike it. When your student becomes successful in the future, I will send you better ones."

The smile was always on her face, almost unable to close her mouth, Wang Runwen said refreshingly: "Okay, although in my eyes, you are already successful now, but I will wait for the day when you are more successful."

"Eh!"

Li Heng responded, took a cup of warm water familiarly, and drank it in one breath.

Putting the silk scarf into the bedroom, Wang Runwen asked, "Are you full after eating with Xiao Han? Do you want me to cook two more dishes for you?"

Li Heng was speechless, "Teacher, I have always respected you, can you also respect me? There is no private life at all, it's very uncomfortable."

Wang Runwen brushed her head with her right hand, smiled and said, "That can't blame me, you don't avoid it when entering school, so don't expect me to pretend not to see it in the corridor."

Li Heng came coldly, "Are you specifically waiting for the rabbit in the corridor?"

"Hehe!"

Wang Runwen hehe, the smile turned into a sneer: "You are just a child who hasn't grown hair, not worth me doing this."

Who said no hair hasn't grown?

Take it out and scare you to death!

Grandmother's legs! The group of animals in Dorm 215 never dared to take a bath alone with him in the public bathroom. Why? Because they are collectively inferior, this capital is enough.

"Dong dong dong...!"

Not long after the two sat on the sofa chatting, there was a knock on the door outside.

Wang Runwen got up and opened the door, and found it was her mother.

Well, the fashionable woman from last time.

"Why are you here?" The English teacher pulled a horse face, her tone was not good, guarding the door, it seemed she didn't even mean to let her in.

The fashionable woman was used to her daughter's attitude, stretched her neck and looked at Li Heng in the room, then whispered ambiguously:

"Did it disturb you? If it's inconvenient, Mom will come another day."

Wang Runwen's tone instantly dropped to the freezing point, "Say it again, he is my student!"

The fashionable woman patted her chest and said meaningfully: "It doesn't matter if he is a student. Mom was also your father's student before. This Li Heng's appearance is very outstanding, and you don't lose."

Wang Runwen was anxious and opened her mouth to explode.

Fortunately, at this time Li Heng stood up and said to the English teacher with insight:

"Teacher, I have something to do, so I'll leave first."

The English teacher nodded, stepped aside, and let him leave.

After Li Heng's figure disappeared at the stairwell, the fashionable woman said: "I don't know if it's an illusion, but I actually felt a bookish atmosphere on this boy. What does his family do?"

The English teacher didn't want to pay attention to her at all. Seeing that she couldn't be driven away, she simply went out and went to play with the Dean of Students' wife.

Returning to Dorm 215, finding it empty, Li Heng lost the thought of staying for a long time, took a simple shower, washed his clothes and socks and hung them up, and then rushed to the classroom.

He planned to take advantage of the free time to open Huang Zhaoyi's letter and take a look.

Speaking of which, this female reader is really enthusiastic. In nearly three months, this is the 5th letter she has written to herself.

Counting the dates, almost every time he replies, the other party writes one enthusiastically.

That tone is good, the attitude is respectful, making him float, very useful.

The envelope feels thicker, and there are still 3 pages of letter paper inside.

It seems that except for the first letter which was 4 pages, the later letters seem to be fixed at 3 pages.

The first half of the letter is still asking questions as usual, discussing literature with him.

Reading these beautiful and beautiful words, and the trace of worship revealed behind the words, Li Heng sometimes has to sigh:

Literature is popular in this era, and literati like him who are famous are very popular, even a teacher at a Drama Academy is so enthusiastic, eh...

Eh, he dare not imagine, if he were a bad person who could speak well...!

In the second half of the letter, Huang Zhaoyi changed her usual style and mentioned her private life for the first time.

She said: There will be Peking Opera performances in the summer vacation. There will be 6 performances in Shanghai in July and 4 performances in Beijing in August. She asked if he was interested in watching it on the spot?

If he is interested, she is willing to cover all expenses such as food, accommodation, and travel, and reserve tickets for him in advance.

Is she so rich?

Is the other party a big shot in the Peking Opera circle?

The cost of going to Beijing and Shanghai is not small, so confident?

Or is it like the English teacher said, the other party's family is wealthy? Even Chief Editor Liao of "Harvest" magazine has to give her a favor?

Unfortunately, he didn't pay much attention to Peking Opera in his previous life. Comrade Tian Run'e liked listening to Peking Opera very much, but the conditions were limited at that time, and things like visiting the scene were not even thought about.

By the new century, the family conditions gradually improved, but his mother was old and didn't like to move, usually watching CCTV Channel 11 next to the TV. There are various excellent Chinese opera arts here.

Gathering his thoughts, Li Heng replied to a letter like usual.

Of course, he replied about literary discussion. This kind of thing couldn't stump him. It was simply easy to come by. With his knowledge, it was more than enough to fool the other party.

As for going to see the Peking Opera performance on the spot, Li Heng pretended not to see it and didn't mention it at all.

After all, he wasn't familiar with the other party, and he felt awkward to meet rashly.

Li Heng shook his head, shook the messy thoughts out, controlled the number of letters to about 700 words, put down his pen, and didn't plan to extend or add material.

To be honest, if it weren't for the relationship with Chief Editor Liao, and being the first reader to establish contact with himself, with emotional points, he would have quit long ago.

But then again, this woman is also a clear-minded person. Just based on the mailing address, she locked his identity in First High School, otherwise the other party wouldn't just mention the summer vacation performance.

But Huang Zhaoyi definitely couldn't guess that he was a student. Li Heng even thought with bad taste, if they meet offline one day in the future, seeing his young face.

Hey! Will the other party die socially directly?

Around 9 pm, Zhang Zhiyong came to the classroom to find him. At this moment, a haze of gloom permeated this guy.

Li Heng raised his head and asked: "What's wrong? Lost everything?"

Zhang Zhiyong pursed his lips, wanting to cry: "Mother's! 13 games and didn't win one. I suspect that Sun Manning girl was possessed by a ghost. She hits one accurately, hits one accurately, more accurate than Ximen Qing beating Pan Jinlian."

"Zhang Zhiyong, are you looking for a beating, swearing?" Sun Manning rolled up her sleeves and followed in from behind angrily.

Zhang Zhiyong looked back, his expression like seeing a ghost, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Walking closer, Sun Manning asked Li Heng: "I heard you are going home tomorrow? You didn't go back for the monthly holiday before, why are you going back for the last time?"

Li Heng answered casually: "Something at home."

"Oh, that's a pity. Mai Sui will come over tomorrow morning. I wanted to call Song Yu and let's go mountain climbing together." Sun Manning's eyes flashed, clearly using Song Yu to tempt someone.

Mentioning Mai Sui, Zhang Zhiyong raised a question: "Isn't Mai Sui from Shaodong? Why does she come every second day of the monthly holiday."

Sun Manning rolled her eyes: "Stupid! Her hometown is Shaodong, that's right, there is still store business there.

But didn't I tell you that she was my elementary school classmate, you move your pig brain, where does Mai Sui usually live?"

Zhang Zhiyong was confused: "Where does she live?"

"Of course it's Shaoshi, her mother is a local in Shaoshi, but she has to go back to her father's hometown for a period of time during winter and summer vacations and holidays." Sun Manning said so.

After speaking, she reached out and beckoned in front of Li Heng, "Hey! Don't go back, let's go mountain climbing to relax, there are temples on the mountain, we plan to pray for the college entrance exam a month later."

Climbing the mountain with Song Yu was attractive enough to him, but he still shook his head, "No, you go climbing, and burn a pillar of incense for me by the way."

"Really not going?"

"Hmm."

"Can you even resist the fragrant Song Yu?"

"Hmm."

"Okay, I'll tell Song Yu, let your sweetheart pray for you." Seeing that he really couldn't be persuaded, Sun Manning gradually rested her mind.

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