Chapter 14

Because when withdrawing manuscript fees, besides the remittance voucher, you also need to prove that you are yourself, so Wei Ming needs to withdraw the money in person with relevant documents, and then mail it back to his hometown through the post office, letting Old Wei withdraw it again.

It's troublesome, but there is no other choice at this time.

The staff member looks at it for a long time, confirms that the remittance voucher from the "Children's Literature" editorial department is real, and confirms that Wei Ming's household registration page is also real, before starting to handle the procedures. His attitude is obviously different.

While waiting, Wei Ming looks left and right boredly, and then sees Liu Zhenyun smiling at him with narrowed eyes.

"Oh, Brother Zhenyun, we meet again. What a coincidence!"

"Ma Xiaowei, hello, hello." Liu Zhenyun shakes hands with Wei Ming quite formally. This is the hand of a literary man who can earn manuscript fees!

"Are you here to mail a letter?" Wei Ming asks.

"Withdraw money," Liu Zhenyun specifically adds, "but not manuscript fees, it's living expenses sent from home."

Although he has a 22.5 yuan Grade A scholarship every month and is frugal, he can have some surplus after dealing with eating and drinking. However, Yanjing is big, and it's not easy to live. Buying books and socializing also require money, so his parents save money from their teeth, and every semester they have to give him and his younger brother 50 yuan each.

His younger brother is the same as him, having passed the university entrance exam in '78, studying at Southwest University of Political Science and Law, a future judge.

Because 50 yuan is not a small amount, his parents are afraid he will encounter thieves on the road, so they chose remittance.

The two chat for a while, and Wei Ming's money has been withdrawn. He takes out another envelope that has already been filled with relevant information, containing photos, letters, and copies of remittance vouchers: "Remit some money and mail a letter."

Seeing Liu Zhenyun's suspicious gaze, Wei Ming explains: "The money in my hand is enough. When I earn manuscript fees, I think about sending it back to improve the family."

Liu Zhenyun is ashamed. He is three years older than Wei Ming and still needs to be supplied by his family, while others can already feed back to their parents. What a huge gap this is!

Now, regarding Wei Ming's casual choice of major, Liu Zhenyun no longer has any extra thoughts. He deserves it!

Liu Zhenyun gives Wei Ming a thumbs up: "Ma Xiaowei is truly shameful. I just don't know which department you entered, being so excellent."

Hearing him ask this, Wei Ming laughs: "What department? I'm not a student at Peking University at all."

"Ah, you're not? But Uncle Wei, he didn't say, say..."

Seeing him stammer, Wei Ming laughs even more happily: "He said let the leader help arrange it, right."

"Yeah."

"Yeah, but not arranged into which department, but which department of Peking University," Wei Ming introduces formally. "I am now a temporary security guard at Peking University, standing guard at the Nanmen of Peking University."

"Ah!"

Liu Zhenyun's brain crashes instantly, completely unable to believe this answer.

"Don't tease me~" After a while, he waves his hand with a smile. This is definitely a joke.

Wei Ming: "Why would I lie to you? You will see me when you walk more at the Nanmen in the future. Don't pretend you don't know me then."

Liu Zhenyun: Could it be true? Could he just be a security guard? A security guard who can submit to "Harvest" and earn manuscript fees!?

Liu Zhenyun really wants to go back to his dormitory with Wei Ming to confirm, but he hasn't withdrawn his money yet, and Wei Ming is already leaving.

The four of them in the dormitory agreed to have dinner at the Long March Canteen at noon today.

Although this shop is called a canteen, it is not a school canteen, but a state-run restaurant. There are no privately operated restaurants in this era, and the first one will have to wait until next year's Yuebin Restaurant.

However, because it is close to Peking University, Peking University people affectionately call this place the "Fifth Canteen."

After returning the same way, Northern Qiao Feng has already arrived. Although today is to celebrate for Wei Ming, the one treating is him, the big captain.

"Have you sent the manuscript fee back?"

"Yeah," Wei Ming says after sitting down, "by the way, the second manuscript has also been submitted. Whether it passes or not should be known within half a month."

"It takes so long?"

"Yeah, after all, it's Shanghai, too far away. If I had known, I wouldn't have been provoked by Mei Wenhua. It would have been better to submit to 'Contemporary' or 'October,' where I could go directly to their editorial department to ask if it passed. If not, I could quickly submit to another house."

Northern Qiao Feng comforts him: "It doesn't matter for a moment. If it really passes, just like Mei Wenhua said, you will be known by everyone under heaven!"

Wei Ming actually has no certainty in his heart, feeling that the probability of success is less than 50%.

Although the original novel was published in "Harvest," that was more than 20 years later, and the aesthetic orientation is not the same.

And he adapted the novel from the movie adapted from the novel, and the language style is very alternative and novel in the present, similar to the mature period of Wang Shuo.

It's just that he doesn't know if the current "Harvest" can accept this style with a bit of rogue flavor.

After a while, Zhao Debiao and Mei Wenhua come together. Everyone gathers the food stamps first. Although Brother Feng is treating, the food stamps must be provided by everyone.

The four ordered four dishes: stir-fried liver, braised pork intestines, wood-ear pork, and the most expensive dish called slippery tenderloin, 8 jiao 2 fen.

The most expensive dish in the Peking University canteen is only 2 jiao!

At the current stage, the dishes in the Peking University canteen are not very delicious, just edible. It's different here. The master's craftsmanship is quite remarkable, the seasonings are rich, the oil is sufficient, and the portion is large. Although the four dishes and rice are already expensive, Zhao Debiao still stares straight at the beer behind the counter.

How could Northern Qiao Feng not know what Biaozi is thinking? He thinks of the bridge where the three Qiao brothers drink together at the Shaolin Temple in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils," and feels heroic, also thinking of imitating it.

So Brother Feng says: "Wine can be drunk, but those on duty in the afternoon cannot drink."

It just happens that Wei Ming is on duty, so he laughs: "Then you drink. I'm not very good at drinking anyway."

So the three open three bottles of Five-Star beer and blow directly at the bottle. One word: "Cool"!

The price is also cool. Three bottles of beer are priced at 1.2 yuan, directly raising the specification of this meal to the 5-yuan level.

It can be called a feast!

After a meal, it feels like everyone's feelings have gone up a level. Zhao Debiao and Mei Wenhua have changed their address to "Brother Feng."

Zhao Debiao says exuberantly: "Brother Feng, when will you invite Sister-in-law to sit for a while? We haven't seen Sister-in-law yet."

Mei Wenhua pats his chest and says: "Exactly, exactly. When the time comes, with one word from you, we guarantee to disappear completely and not return to the dormitory for a day."

Wei Ming pretends to be innocent: "Why not return to the dormitory? Where are we going if we don't return to the dormitory?"

!

Zhao Debiao and Mei Wenhua look at each other, then laugh "Hahahaha."

In their hearts, they have already identified Wei Ming as a "simple big boy" who doesn't understand anything.

In fact, Wei Ming's body is indeed very simple, and the only sex life is dream sex.

Eighteen years old, very dry.

After eating and drinking, Wei Ming returns to the dormitory, washes his face, puts on his uniform, and starts work.

Standing at the gate, he starts thinking about what to write next.

He has already written about a donkey; why not write about a cow next?

Having this idea, one is because cattle and donkeys are the animals he has the most contact with in the countryside, and his knowledge of the habits of these livestock far exceeds that of ordinary writers.

Another is that a while ago, he asked his roommates to tell him educated youth stories. Brother Feng was in high spirits and also told a story about a farmer and a cow in his hometown in Yimeng Mountain, which is said to be widely circulated.

Later, this story was made into a movie, and Wei Ming quite likes it.

However, if he writes this story, he has to learn the Shandong dialect from Brother Feng.

Rural themes are more vital with some dialect elements.

Thinking and thinking, it's almost dark.

Half an hour before getting off work, several students walk out of the school.

The '78 students in the Chinese Department are all complaining about Liu Zhenyun. The Dongmen is so close, but he insists on taking the Nanmen.

They heard that Tsinghua has a dance party today, so they are all dressed up and ready to make friends through dance.

And to go to Tsinghua, you just go out the Dongmen. Taking the Nanmen is indeed a detour.

However, Liu Zhenyun has a clever mouth: "I'm thinking of familiarizing myself with the dance steps on the way. I don't want to lose face for Peking University."

Just as he walks to the Nanmen, Liu Zhenyun sees a thin and tall back. Walking closer, he can already see the other party's profile.

It isn't until he walks out that Wei Ming, facing outside the gate, sees him and greets him with a smile: "Going out?"

Liu Zhenyun hurriedly returns the salute: "Yeah, going to play next door. You're busy."

At this moment, Liu Zhenyun's heart is churning: He is actually a security guard!

Why does he have a regretful feeling of "You are a beauty, why are you looking at the gate"?

Liu Zhenyun is feeling sorry for the talented Wei Ming when the girls in his class surround him.

"Liu Zhenyun, you know him!"

"What's his name?"

"How do you know each other?"

Liu Zhenyun is surprised: "Why are you asking so much?"

The girls answer: "He is so handsome!"

The regret and pity in Liu Zhenyun's heart immediately vanish. He is not worth sympathizing with!

(End of chapter)