Chapter 168: Fan Welfare (Guaranteed 2 updates)

After picking up Lele and returning to Uncle Ping'an's house, Aunt Xiaoyan said with regret: "It's a pity that I can't see the release of 'The Book of Heaven' with my own eyes."

In a few days, "The Book of Heaven" would be officially released nationwide. She also brought back a few copies, including one for Wei Lin.

Wei Lin promised Cui Cuicui in Yunnan that he would send her a signed copy after the book was published.

Wei Lin laughed: "It's quite a coincidence that 'The Book of Heaven' and 'Animal Ferocity' are released almost at the same time."

Fortunately, the author doesn't need to run to the bookstore for signings at this time, otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to split himself.

Although there was no need for signings, there was still a need for signatures. After eating, Aunt Xiaoyan took out those copies of "The Book of Heaven" for Wei Lin to sign. She was preparing to give them to friends.

Wei Lin not only signed his name but also drew a simplified sketch of Dansheng on the title page. Aunt Xiaoyan felt it was even more face-saving.

And Wei Ping'an walked to the window from time to time to look downstairs to make sure Wei Lin's motorcycle was still there.

He mocked himself: "It's still better to live in the Overseas Chinese Apartments. That residential area is enclosed, and there are guards and patrols, and they are especially responsible."

Wei Lin: "That's right, after all, there is property management fee."

Lu Xiaoyan didn't understand: "What is property management fee?"

In this era, "property management fee" was an unfamiliar term for the vast majority of urban residents.

Wei Ping'an explained to his wife: "I heard from colleagues that it is probably the expenses for cleaning, guards, patrols, and equipment maintenance in the residential area, which are shared by every household."

"Then how much money is needed a year?"

Wei Ping'an: "Eight yuan a month."

"Whoa!" Hearing this number, Lu Xiaoyan felt that the Overseas Chinese Apartments were not that good. Eight yuan could buy seven jin of meat!

When Wei Lin was about to get up and say goodbye, Aunt Xiaoyan sent him to the door and asked in a low voice: "We are living with Little Gong this time. Is there anything you need Aunt to bring?"

Wei Lin: "No."

Although he did have a letter for Sister Xue, he still trusted China Post more.

After returning to the dormitory, Biaozi and Xiao Mei also came back.

Mei Wenhua said with regret: "I originally wanted to invite you to eat at the Great Wall Canteen, but I didn't expect you to leave as soon as you came."

"Yo, you take the initiative to invite me to dinner. It seems you earned a lot this time." Wei Lin asked with a smile.

Biaozi said proudly: "We two can barely be considered ten-thousand-yuan households now."

"Whoa, it turns out to be two ten-thousand-yuan households. Disrespect, disrespect," Wei Lin laughed, "It just so happens that I want to buy a house recently, and I'm still short of ten thousand. You two must support me when the time comes."

Hearing this, the two immediately lay back on the bed to avoid it. They shouldn't have pretended to be this cool.

Wei Lin was a little curious: "You two seem to be very smooth this time, and the sales are faster than before."

Mei Wenhua: "This is the third time we've shipped goods, so we must have made progress."

"Right, learn by doing!" Biaozi also had a proud face and talked about their experience of fast sales.

After listening to the two talking, Wei Lin cared about his letters.

Xiao Mei rummaged through boxes and cabinets to find them: "I hid them for you. Who is this Ah Min? Are you even provoking Hong Kong women now?"

Biaozi: "I think it's not as good as British women."

"What Hong Kong woman, just a yellow-haired girl, a pen pal."

Wei Lin took the letter. A teenage girl certainly couldn't compare to Melinda's ripe body, but Melinda hadn't replied for so long. Is international mail so slow?

Wei Lin opened the letter and looked at it. The little girl was indeed hooked, chatting with him about a lot of Hong Kong pop culture, and started asking about his songs, and was also curious about what he was studying at Peking University.

Wei Lin laughed: When did I say I was a Peking University student?

He immediately started writing a reply, in addition to the newly written "The She Who Is Slippery," there was also a cassette tape of "The Spring of the Sheep-Herding Class."

The next day, after Wei Lin finished breakfast and prepared to report to the school journal, he met Liu Shi again, who told Wei Lin.

"Participate in the written test for the driver's license this weekend. How are you learning those two small booklets?"

Never touched them at all. Wei Lin laughed: "Don't worry, I know them by heart."

Wei Lin had a headache. In addition to the driver's license test, Uncle Ping'an also urged him not to forget to prepare for the correspondence test, and Aunt Xiaoyan had the task of the second part of "Black Cat Detective."

I don't know if I still have time to start the creation of a new book in the first half of the year.

Let's pass one level at a time. He returned to the dormitory and took the two small booklets "Traffic Rules" and "Mechanical Common Sense" that he had received before. He basically spent his time learning this while at work.

He had already roughly flipped through them before. "Traffic Rules" had no difficulty and was simpler than those rules in his previous life. It was just that "Mechanical Common Sense" needed to be learned emphatically. Drivers in this era could basically repair their own cars.

Colleague Yang Hao saw him working so hard and asked suspiciously: "You don't want to transfer to the school bus team to work, do you?"

Wei Lin lied: "I took a taxi in Guangzhou this time, and they earn dozens of yuan a day. I thought if I couldn't write anything in the future, I would take it to drive a taxi. There will definitely be that kind of taxi in Beijing in the future."

"Are the girls in Guangzhou particularly stylish? How do they dress? Tell me about it."

Wei Lin took out two rolls of film.

"There are some photos I took on the streets of Guangzhou here. Look, Brother Yang."

Yang Hao: "I'll do it, I'll help you develop them!" Developing photos is also quite energy-consuming, and it's good to have someone help. At worst, I'll treat you to lunch, hehe.

Two days later, Liu Shi Wenjie drove Wei Lin to participate in the written test.

Before entering the examination room, Liu Shi told Wei Lin: "If you do well, I'll let you drive for a while when we go back."

"Okay, Master!"

There was only one examination room, one room, and not many people. They were all from various units. If the care was in place, it didn't matter if people didn't come.

The exam went very smoothly. These questions had no difficulty for Wei Lin, but now the scores were not given on the spot. After all, there was no computer, so he could only wait a few days to know the result.

After coming out, Wei Lin found Liu Shi's car: "Chinese food or Western food today?"

Hearing Wei Lin's tone, Bai Bai Lao Liu knew that this kid didn't do badly and should be stable.

He had also eaten Western food, and it was very satisfying to eat meat. I miss it!

However, the Moscow Restaurant was too expensive, so Liu Shi suggested "Little Moscow."

In addition to the famous Moscow Restaurant, Beijing also had a "Dadi Western Restaurant." The reason it was called "Dadi" was first because it meant "Peter the Great," and second because it was an underground restaurant located in the air-raid shelter at No. 17 Xisi South Street.

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Although he had to save money to buy a house, for one or two thousand yuan, this meal of ten yuan would not affect the overall situation.

And there was another exam next, and Wei Lin also needed a lot of real car practice. There were many places where he needed Liu Shi.

Thinking that he would be able to touch the car in a while, Wei Lin was in a good mood, and his appetite was even better. He finished a steak in three or two strokes.

Because both of them had to drive, they didn't drink. Although they didn't care about that now, Liu Shi was still very reliable. First, he taught him "don't drink when driving, don't drive when drinking."

However, before returning to school, Liu Shi had to run a trip to the People's Literature Publishing House with Wei Lin.

The 200 copies of "Animal Ferocity" he reserved with the publishing house had arrived. Since they were in the city, they would just pick them up themselves.

Liu Shi helped move the books enthusiastically and also indicated: "Remember to give me one, let my son see it. The great writer they worship is my apprentice!"

"No problem, I'll sign it for you too." Wei Lin laughed.

They also gave a copy of "People's Literature" that came out this month, which had his articles and photos about pandas.

After leaving the city, the traffic was not so heavy. Liu Shi stopped the car on the side of the road, and the two changed positions.

Liu Shi asked seriously: "Are you ready?"

Wei Lin also had more than 20 years of driving experience, but he had never driven this kind of old Red Flag.

He adjusted his seat and checked around: "Ready."

"Go!"

Wei Lin stepped on the clutch and released it slowly. After the car started and got on the road, it slowly accelerated, but it only kept at 30 or 40 miles. At this speed, there would be no cars honking at you on the road, because there were not many cars.

Liu Shi was quite satisfied: "Very steady. The first time is quite amazing. You don't even need me to help you hold the steering wheel."

Wei Lin drove for more than ten minutes. When they were about to reach Peking University, the two changed back. There were two universities over there, and the flow of people became dense again.

After entering the South Gate, Wei Lin hurriedly greeted his colleagues to help him unload the books and move them back to the dormitory.

As long as colleagues wanted them, Wei Lin would give them a copy for free. The price of one copy was only five cents.

However, he certainly didn't have that many colleagues. These books were mainly to give back to readers.

When he first gained national fame with "Duck Prophet" and "Ideal," many readers tucked banknotes and food stamps when writing to him. Wei Lin had always remembered it.

At that time, he had no money and no time, but he had always kept this matter in mind.

Now he wanted to give some small welfare feedback to those readers who had given him help when he was in his humble beginnings. Whether they gave money or tickets, he would give each person a signed collection of novels.

This book not only collected five of Wei Lin's novels, a preface, and a preface by Ba Lao, but also printed Wei Lin's "Ideal" on the title page. Whether they liked novels or poetry, it was a very good gift.

However, there were more than 100 such readers. Wei Lin could write one or two sentences of dedication on the book, but he was too lazy to do the detailed work of filling out envelopes.

At this time, it was time to summon Liu Zhenyun.

"Bai Bai Lao Liu, come to my dormitory after class, I'll treat you to dinner!"

"Okay! Can I bring family members?"

"You can bring a few more family members~"

When Liu Zhenyun brought Guo Jianmei and Liang Zuo to Wei Lin's dormitory and saw so many books and envelopes, he was a little dumbfounded for a while.

Mei Wenhua, who was filling out envelopes, shouted: "What are you stunned for, let's work."

Wei Lin was writing dedications. Seeing that Liang Zuo also came to help, he hurriedly said to Biaozi who was sticking stamps: "Go to the next door and move two stools."

Liang Zuo wiped the cold sweat on his forehead. He didn't know if it was too late for him to run now?

At this time, Liu Rulong came in from the outside and pushed Liang Zuo in. He took out an object and said to Wei Lin: "The seal is here!"

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