Chapter 183: Mao Mao Amin's Probing (Minimum 2 updates)

The letter was from grandfather, and there was also a remittance slip. The remitter was the name of a strange woman, but the money was a lot, a full 8,000 Hong Kong dollars!

Wei Ming knew that this was because all four songs had been sold. As for this strange name, it might be Mao Mao Amin's mother.

Wei Ming's time to reply to grandfather and Mao Mao Amin was about the same. Grandfather's letter came, the remittance slip arrived, and he estimated that Mao Mao Amin's letter and package were also coming soon.

Missing Mao Mao Amin's nth day.

Secretly opening Lao Gui's letter alone, he revealed some unknown secrets of the Nationalist Party to Wei Ming in the letter.

Two words "Exciting!"

I really want to have a heart-to-heart talk with the old man face-to-face!

The secrecy level of grandfather's letter was very high. Wei Ming destroyed it directly after reading it. It was a pity. If he had his own house, he wouldn't have to be so careful.

Afterwards, Wei Ming ran to the Bank of China and exchanged the 8,000 Hong Kong dollar remittance slip for foreign exchange certificates, and it was in his pocket.

The number of foreign exchange certificates in his hand suddenly skyrocketed, reaching 3,000!

Bank staff were always arrogant, especially in this era. However, when seeing Wei Ming exchange so many foreign exchange certificates, the beautiful female bank employee showed a very sincere smile to Wei Ming.

After all, this meant that Wei Ming could consume most of the goods in the Friendship Store.

And when he just walked out of the door, someone asked him if he had foreign exchange certificates, and they were willing to buy them at a high price.

Wei Ming shook his head, rode his motorcycle and left. With the speed of this ride, even if someone had evil intentions, they couldn't catch up.

The next day, when Wei Ming was running, he finally bought "People's Literature" for April. He only had time to read it during work at the school journal office.

This selection was for the 1979 National Excellent Short Story, which was also the second selection, led by Ba Lao.

I heard that there would be a selection of medium-length novels later, which was Wei Ming's comfort zone.

This time, more than a dozen short stories were selected. The first one was Jiang Jiang Zilong's "Factory Manager Qiao Takes Office," the second was Chen Shixu's "The General in the Small Town," and Wei Ming's "Spring River Water Warms the Duck Prophet" was ranked third. According to Mr. Wu Wu Zuxiang, the ranking had an order.

Wei Ming felt that he could be ranked third, which was already everyone taking care of him, a young man.

The familiar faces behind were Wang Meng's "Long, Long Grass," Zhang Jie's "Who Lives Better," Chen Chen Zhongshi's "Trust," Gao Gao Xiaosheng's "Li Shunda Builds a House," Liu Liu Xinwu's "I Love Every Green Leaf," Feng Feng Jicai's "Carved Tobacco Pipe," etc., all of which were his predecessors.

In addition, "Old Man Nurman and the Hunting Dog Balis" by Aikebaier Mijiti, a Xinjiang brother he had just met at the Literary Lecture Institute, was also selected.

There would be a commendation activity later, and a certificate would be issued, which was the first mainstream award Wei Ming had received.

However, it happened to be on May Day, so he could only let the editor of "People's Literature" receive it on his behalf. It was still more important to visit the crew and take a plane.

After work and returning to the South Gate, Liu Liu Zhenyun was also there.

!

He was waiting for him.

"Teacher Wei, finally back. I've been waiting for you for two hours."

Wei Ming: "You should have gone directly to the Great Wall Canteen to wait for me. I just came back from there."

Hearing that Wei Ming went to eat out again, Liu Liu Zhenyun was annoyed, but he said in his mouth: "No merit, no reward, I'm embarrassed to eat yours without helping."

"Then are you here to help me with anything this time?"

"On the contrary, this time I am here to seek your help."

Wei Ming pushed the motorcycle in and parked it, sitting directly on the car: "Expand and talk about it."

Liu Liu Zhenyun's gaze fell on Wei Ming's feet.

"There is a school track and field meet in two days, I want to borrow your sneakers."

Today, the National Olympic Committee officially announced the withdrawal from the Moscow Olympic Games. However, the Olympic Games are not participated in, but sports cannot stop.

This is not, the student sports meet has been arranged. There will be a faculty and staff sports meet next month.

Wei Ming: "Will your feet fit if you wear my shoes?"

"We are about the same height, right?" Liu Liu Zhenyun said, he was also about 1.8 meters.

Wei Ming took off his shoes while saying: "I'm 183, you try."

Liu Liu Zhenyun tried it: "It's simply tailor-made for me, it's too suitable!"

Actually, it was still a bit big, but it was used once a year. He couldn't bear to buy a pair himself, so it was still comfortable to wear his mother's thousand-layer soles.

And he had already tried Seeing Biaozi and Mei Mei Wenhua's. Mei Mei Wenhua's shoes were too small, and Seeing Biaozi was about the same height as him, but his feet were bigger than Wei Ming's.

Since Liu Liu Zhenyun felt it was suitable, Wei Ming let him use it. He had other shoes.

Two days later, the school-wide track and field meet officially started, with 540 students from 22 departments participating.

Wei Ming and Yang Hao were taking photos with cameras on the Wusi playground, and they could also see the medical staff of the school hospital, including Sister Mu Rong, whose belly was no longer flat.

Such a sports meet is inevitably injured, and they are ready at any time.

Seeing Biaozi and Xiao Mei from the Security Department also participated, doing the work of referees and maintaining order.

Yang Hao took a wonderful moment of the sprint race with a "click," and then said to Wei Ming: "I'm counting on you next month."

"Counting on me for what?"

Yang Hao: "Faculty and staff sports meet. At that time, it will be based on departments. Our school journal office is all old, weak, sick, and disabled. Besides you, who else can run and jump like this."

Wei Ming looked at the strong young men in the Security Department again. Is there any suspense in this competition?

Wei Ming stretched his arms and legs: "I'll try my best."

Feeling that since Melinda left, without the need for sexual life, he has become a bit slack in sports and fitness.

No, I have to run tomorrow!

Liu Liu Zhenyun participated in the long jump and high jump events. These sneakers were indeed better than cloth shoes. He entered the finals in both events, but didn't get a ranking in the end. Participation is the most important.

The next morning, Wei Ming started running laps around Peking University. When he ran to the newspaper kiosk, the old man had just opened the door.

"Has 'People's Literature' for this month arrived?"

"Not yet, tomorrow or the day after," the old man asked hurriedly, "Did you publish a work again?"

"No." He was waiting for the results of the National Excellent Short Story Selection.

When Wei Ming ran back to the South Gate post, he happened to see the courier and received a letter from Hong Kong and a remittance slip...

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(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 184 =====

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"Two thousand yuan of it was tucked inside the magazine in the package, and the other eight thousand was remitted; the remitter was my mother."

Wei Ming: Just as I thought.

Afterward, Mao Mao Amin praised Wei Ming for his good writing style again.

"The lyrics you wrote are so good, your novel must be great too. Could you let me read your masterpiece next time?"

That wasn't a problem; it was just a matter of mailing a copy of *Fierce Animals*.

But as a young girl who grew up in Hong Kong, could she understand stories with such specific backgrounds like *The Herdsman* or *Spring in the Sheep-Herding Class*?

Besides, this is in simplified Chinese; would she even be able to read it?

Then Mao Mao Amin started introducing her gifts, one of which was cosmetics that Wei Ming hadn't noticed.

"This set of Maybelline refreshing facial cleanser isn't very expensive, but it's very good to use. If you have a girlfriend, giving it to her would definitely earn you major points."

The little girl started probing, and she had even invested quite a bit of capital for it.

Wei Ming rummaged through the snack bag, and sure enough, there was a set of cosmetics inside.

What made her think he had a girlfriend? Was it those two love song lyrics?

However, the young girl reminded him; the wind and sand in the Northwest are heavy, so this facial cleanser set would actually be very suitable for Sister Xue.

And the sun in Yunnan is harsh; he estimated that Sister Lin would be a few shades darker by the time she returned. He would have to trouble Mao Mao Amin to bring him some whitening skincare products later.

Sigh, I really am a good younger brother! Mao Mao Amin really is a good personal shopper!

Tomorrow, Wei Ming and Uncle Ping'an are setting off for the Northwest, so Wei Ming started writing his reply today. There were a few copies of *Fierce Animals* left in the dorm, so he would bring one for Mao Mao Amin.

Although he mailed his novel collection to Mao Mao Amin, Wei Ming guessed she wouldn't like it, so he asked Mao Mao Amin and her classmates what books they usually read, and what books were selling well in Hong Kong.

"Also, the skincare products you sent were very timely. I'm going to the border regions of the motherland recently, where the wind and sand are heavy and the sun is harsh. Although I don't have a girlfriend, I can use these myself."

Not knowing the price of the cosmetics, he tucked two hundred Hong Kong dollars into the reply, asking her to buy whitening skincare products.

"Seeing Biaozi, Xiao Mei," Wei Ming said before bed, "My uncle and I are leaving Yan Jing tomorrow. Which of you wants to drive?"

The two were not at all excited: "Please, we have to go to Shenzhen to stock up on goods too."

The next day.

Liu Liu Zhenyun grabbed Mei Biao's hand: "Is there any cheap coffee in Shenzhen? Can you get some for us?"

Behind him were several brothers from their dorm, all looking hopeful.

Liu Liu Zhenyun had barely slept all night, reading under the hallway light until almost dawn, which shocked his roommates.

They all felt that coffee was such a great thing; drinking this stuff could allow them to reduce their sleep time and spend more time on their studies.

Mei Mei Wenhua and Seeing Biaozi looked at each other, thinking that there seemed to be a business opportunity here!

"Business opportunity my ass. China isn't a coffee-producing region; coffee beans basically rely on imports, which means you need foreign exchange to buy them. You can't afford it, so just drink some tea." Wei Ming's words dispelled Liu Liu Zhenyun and the others' idea of using coffee to grind through their studies.

When you become a workhorse in the future, you'll have plenty of opportunities to drink coffee. Why be in such a rush now?

But it must be said, today's college students are too hardworking; they have a drive of "ten thousand years is too long, seize the day."

After a while, Uncle Ping'an came over with Lele, and the six of them took the bus to the train station together.

After arriving at the station, the three of them boarded the train first, in hard sleepers, while Seeing Biaozi and the others were still in hard seats.

Mei Mei Wenhua: "But we plan to splurge when we come back and buy hard sleeper tickets!"

Wei Ming: "Oh, we're taking a plane when we come back."

Xiao Mei, Seeing Biaozi: "..."

After getting settled on the train, Uncle Ping'an said to Wei Ming: "Let me tell you something. The school leadership held a meeting yesterday, and I won't be working in the General Affairs Department anymore."

(End of chapter)