Chapter 240

Wei Ming's workplace in the library was the Repository Room, where books not on open display were stored. Most were old books, but not yet old enough to be considered ancient texts.

Ancient texts were treasured and kept in the Rare Books Repository next door.

The books in the Repository Room were not highly valued; some were works with outdated viewpoints that had been phased out with the development of science and technology, while others were books that were sensitive and unsuitable for ordinary students to see, but it would be a pity to destroy them directly.

The former were basically read by no one, while the latter would still have some teachers and professors come to borrow them, but sometimes not even one person would come in a day.

Ordinary students were not qualified to borrow books here unless they had a note from a leader or professor, like the former Wei Ming.

Wei Ming used to be a frequent visitor here, but now he had become the master of this place.

Besides waiting for people destined to borrow books and helping to find books, his work also included classification and organization, which required the knowledge of library science he hadn't yet systematically studied.

In the past few days, his colleagues in the library had already given him simple training, making him understand the basic rules of book placement.

This place was originally very hard to find, located on the basement floor, surrounded by unpopular storage rooms, and rarely visited. If the library was originally a quiet place, then the Repository Room was simply terrifyingly quiet.

And this just happened to suit Wei Ming's wishes. After lunch, he used his key to open the door of the Repository Room, closed the door after entering, and then began to create. The efficiency was far higher than in other scenes.

The only downside was that there was no sunlight here, and he had to rely on lights all day, and the light bulbs here were not bright enough. Wei Ming planned to buy a high-wattage light bulb himself to replace it later.

When Wei Hong left Yannan Garden with Ning Xin and Qiao Cui, the daughter of Old Feng personally sent them out and expressed welcome for them to come and play often.

Both female classmates felt it was incredible; they had just talked to characters from textbooks. Qiao Cui had a new understanding of Wei Laoshi's influence.

Next, the time was still early, and it wasn't dinner time yet. Wei Hong said, "Mei'er has given birth. Such a big thing, I must tell my brother. Let's go to the library."

Qiao Cui: "Great, great, I've long heard that the Peking University Library's collection is very rich!"

Ning Xin muttered in a low voice: "Just a cat gave birth, and it's still such a big fuss."

Wei Hong: "Then are you going or not?"

"I'm going, I'm going to borrow books to read."

Wei Hong said: "You can't borrow books now, you don't have a library card, you can only look at them in the library."

Qiao Cui said: "Xiao Hong, can you borrow books from the library?"

Wei Hong: "I always use my brother's library card. I read more than a dozen books on economics and finance during this vacation."

She was quite interested in this field, after all, it was about making money, but considering that mathematics was the foundation of everything, she finally chose the Mathematics Department.

Arriving at the library lobby, there were still many new students exchanging meal tickets, and they even saw people speaking Cantonese.

Wei Hong also understood a little, and said to her two roommates: "They are international students from Hong Kong."

Qiao Cui: "Does our school still have Hong Kong people?"

"There are even foreigners, what's strange about Hong Kong people? Hong Kong is also an inseparable part of our motherland's territory," Wei Hong said righteously. However, since they were considered international students, they lived in Shaoyuan.

Thinking of Shaoyuan, Wei Hong thought of her former sister-in-law Melinda, whom she had never met.

When she worked at Oriental Dongfang Xintiandi before, she often asked Mei Wenhua about them. According to Brother Wenhua, Melinda came back a while ago, and she even came back with some British Prime Minister. It was so awesome.

After entering the library, Wei Hong saw the teacher on duty and went over to ask.

"Teacher Lin, do you know where my brother is?"

Many people in the library already knew Wei Hong, and the other party laughed: "Wei Laoshi is in the Repository Room, but he said he is writing a novel, so don't disturb him if there's nothing."

"Oh, I see," Wei Hong also knew the importance, thought for a moment and said, "Then we'll go in and read books. When he comes out, you tell him, let him wait for us, okay?"

"Sure, if you want to borrow any books, you can also let your brother come forward."

The library, which was usually crowded, didn't have many people now, and there was no situation where it was hard to find a seat. Qiao Cui suggested going to see magazines, so Wei Hong led them into the periodical reading room.

Qiao Cui asked: "Xiao Hong, has your brother published any works in any periodicals recently?"

Wei Hong: "It seems he submitted a series of essays to *Huacheng*, talking about Lingnan delicacies."

Ning Xin thought: Still a great writer, simply a foodie.

Qiao Cui: "I'll look for it."

Generally, every time mainstream magazines came out with new issues, the Peking University Library had to collect them, which was also a considerable expense every month. Top-tier periodicals with super high popularity like *Harvest* and *People's Literature* were basically always in a state of being borrowed.

Just as they were looking, a boy popped out and volunteered: "Junior sisters, what periodicals are you looking for? I'm very familiar with this place."

The boy was so active not purely because of enthusiasm and kindness, but mainly because he saw that the little girls were beautiful.

Even Qiao Cui, who was ranked third among the three, could be considered a person of average appearance, plus she was young, loved to laugh, and was still very attractive.

Not to mention Wei Hong, who was naturally beautiful with fair skin and a pretty face, and Ning Xin, who came from a wealthy background and knew how to dress up.

Qiao Cui mentioned *Huacheng*, and the other party indeed found the magazine for her immediately. He was indeed very familiar with the placement of magazines.

Ning Xin hurriedly asked: "Then Senior, do you know where *Storytelling* is placed?"

"*Storytelling*?"

Hearing this name, the boy felt that Ning Xin, who was like a fairy in a white dress, was dirty. How could a dignified Peking University student read that kind of thing without nutrition?

However, for the sake of her beauty, the boy still kindly helped her find it. It wasn't there before, but recently, because the sales of this periodical soared too fast, it was bought in, but only the July issue was available.

Ning Xin flipped through it and was greatly disappointed. Oh my, I want to see the second part of *A Terracotta Warrior*! I've already read this one.

Wei Hong picked up an August issue of *Popular Cinema* at random. Her family subscribed to every issue, but she didn't find this August issue. Her brother said it might have been borrowed by someone.

In fact, Wei Ming gave it to Zhu Lin to read. There was a small paragraph about the news of *The Traitor*. This movie was about to be released soon, but there wasn't even a still photo, and Sister Lin's name wasn't even mentioned.

Wei Hong found a seat and started reading. There was an introduction about the situation of foreign movies, which mentioned the output of foreign feature films.

China's dozens of films every year were still too few, and it couldn't be ranked at all in the world. And the world's largest movie country in terms of quantity was actually India, with 714 films last year!

Oh my, it was equivalent to having two new movies to watch every day. Did they do nothing else besides making and watching movies???

The second was Japan, with 331 films, which was also a lot. The third was the United States, with 248 films.

And China had 55 films last year, barely ranking in the top ten.

Continuing to flip back, Wei Hong was pleasantly surprised to find that there was also a report about *Heroes Born in Troubled Times* in this magazine.

Wow, this heroine should be Brother Biao's partner, right? So cool!

The magazine used a page to report on two kung fu movies that had recently started filming.

One was *Stealing Treasures Outside the Great Wall* filmed in the mainland by the Hong Kong Phoenix Company. The mainland actors included Zhang Fengyi and Wang Ji, as well as Brother Biao's teacher, Coach Wu Bin.

Not long after Zhang Fengyi finished buying clothes at Oriental Dongfang Xintiandi with two classmates, he got this role and went to the Northwest to film.

The other was *Heroes Born in Troubled Times* filmed in the Southwest and launched by the Blue Bird in conjunction with the Beijing Film Studio. It emphasized that the story was a popular martial arts novel created by the mainland writer Wei Kuangren, and it also mentioned that the screenwriter was the young writer Wei Ming.

Wei Hong was about to turn the page, but Ning Xin asked her to wait a moment.

"I haven't finished reading yet." Ning Xin was clearly reading the article about *Heroes Born in Troubled Times*.

Wei Hong pointed to a certain line triumphantly: "See, my brother is the screenwriter, and I also know the lead actor."

Ning Xin: "What's a screenwriter? It's not because the story written by the author is good."

Wei Hong laughed: "Sorry, the original author is another pen name of my brother."

Ning Xin looked at Wei Hong incredibly, stunned, and couldn't even speak.

After Wei Hong felt refreshed, she felt a little regretful. Should she have revealed this secret? Although her eldest brother didn't say it must be kept secret, even her parents didn't know about this.

And popular novels couldn't be on the table after all. Would this damage her eldest brother's image in the literary world?

So Wei Hong hurriedly covered Ning Xin's mouth: "Don't tell anyone."

Ning Xin pushed Wei Hong's hand away and wiped her mouth: "Are you sure you didn't lie to me?"

"Why would I lie to you."

"Then *A Terracotta Warrior* was also written by your brother?" Ning Xin asked. Although she was also a top-tier academic, she had an alternative hobby, which was being allergic to elegance. She liked reading popular novels, fighting, love, secret agents, suspense, and the like.

Seeing Wei Hong nod, Ning Xin said again: "Then do you have the original manuscript of this novel at home? I can't wait to see the ending."

"If you want to see it, I can tell you," Wei Hong said kindly, "Dong'er met Meng Tianfang again in her second life, and then died."

"You, you, you..." Ning Xin was so angry that she lost her voice.

Wei Hong laughed: "You're welcome. Do you want to know about the third life?"

Ning Xin directly took the initiative to cover Wei Hong's mouth.

Seeing that students began to leave, guessing it was time for dinner, Wei Hong pulled Ning Xin and Qiao Cui to leave.

Qiao Cui held her stomach: "Reading Wei Laoshi's works made me hungry. I didn't expect him to be such a Wei Laoshi. What kind of human delicacy is Buddha Jumps Over the Wall!"

Ning Xin: I also didn't expect him to be such a Wei Kuangren.

The three of them arrived at the entrance and indeed met Wei Ming who was waiting for them. Carrying a satchel, he was ready to go home and continue to work hard. He still had to update more than ten thousand words today.

"Brother, Mei'er has given birth, three of them!" Wei Hong hurriedly told him this good news.

Wei Ming: "When did it happen?"

"Just yesterday, the little kittens haven't opened their eyes yet."

"Then I'll bring some gifts to see them tomorrow, and choose a kitten by the way."

Wei Hong said: "All three are long-haired. One looks like Mei'er, all white. One is a calico, the most beautiful. And one is black and white, just like the Black Cat Sheriff!"

"Then I'll definitely choose the Black Cat Sheriff," Wei Ming blurted out. This was a heaven-sent fate.

Wei Hong said again: "Brother, I'm going to eat. Are you coming with us?"

Qiao Cui and Ning Xin looked at Wei Ming expectantly, but he shook his head: "You have classmates to accompany you. I'm afraid Mom has no one to accompany her. I'd better go back and eat."

Wei Hong thought it made sense. Sister Yunyun was probably going to eat with Brother Wenhua.

When Wei Ming rode his motorcycle back to the Overseas Chinese Apartments, Xu Shufen had already prepared dinner, and what surprised him was that his mother actually made "Slippery Three Treasures," which was a signature dish of the Long March Canteen.

His mother laughed: "Didn't you order this dish today? I saw you ate a lot, so I went to buy pork liver, kidney, and pork tripe after I came back."

From the appearance, it was almost identical to what the master chef of the Long March Canteen made.

"Mom, you are too amazing. Not to mention anything else, the appearance of this dish is not bad."

Xu Shufen: "There is still some difference in taste. After all, the master chef must have his own unique skills, but it's not bad to eat."

Wei Ming tasted a bite: "Not just not bad, it's clearly very delicious! The pork liver is tender and smooth, the pork kidney is crispy and tender, and the pork tripe is especially chewy."

Although she couldn't completely replicate the taste of the Long March Canteen, his mother was very good at cooking and knew what to add and what heat to maintain to make the dish better.

After all, she was a virtuous wife and mother who could make a table of delicacies even in the absence of oil and meat.

Under Wei Ming's encouragement, the bored Xu Shufen decided to replicate more famous dishes she had eaten in Beijing.

Just as Wei Ming was about to say that only a mother is good in the world, Xu Shufen said: "When I practice well, your dad should be back, and I'll make it for him then."

Wei Ming: "..."

When they finished eating, Wei Ming was writing a novel. Hearing the sound of a motorcycle downstairs, he knew Yunyun was back.

After Yunyun came back, she didn't greet anyone, sneaked into the room like a thief, and then covered herself with a quilt. She touched her lips, worried, wouldn't she be pregnant with a baby like this?

The next day, before Wei Ming went to work, he bought some small shrimp to visit Mei'er who was in confinement, and agreed with Old Feng that he would adopt the black and white long-haired cow cat.

Old Feng was not surprised at all: "I knew you would choose it."

Wei Ming asked again: "Then have the other two been booked by anyone?"

Old Feng said: "I'll keep the one that looks most like Mei'er myself, and give the other one to Zong Pu. It's a pity there are only three, otherwise Ji Xianlin could also get one."

Hearing that his adoption priority was still before Old Ji, Wei Ming was moved. Later, he would get a fishing rod and go to the Forbidden City moat to fish and boil fish soup for Mei'er to produce milk.

At noon today, Wei Ming met the Wei Hong trio wandering in the school, looking very free.

"No newcomers in your dormitory yet?"

"A sister from Tianjin came today," Wei Hong paid great attention to the tone, "but this sister went to eat with her partner."

"Good guy, this is a partner brought from high school."

Qiao Cui: "Mm, and it's from Tsinghua."

Wei Ming: "Why didn't you take the exam together? Don't look at it just across a road, it's actually very inconvenient."

Ning Xin said: "That one must be in the Tsinghua Architecture Department, and Guo Qian must be in the Peking University Mathematics Department."

Wei Ming nodded. Both were ace majors, and it was indeed difficult to give up. Ning Xin said again: "Wei Laoshi, why don't we eat together."

Wei Ming laughed: "I don't have meal tickets for your canteen."

Qiao Cui said actively: "It's okay, each of us eats a little less, and it's enough for you."

Unable to refuse, Wei Ming went to the First Student Canteen with them. On the way, Wei Hong secretly told him that he had already been exposed.

"Which one?"

"All of them."

During a pillow talk last night, Wei Hong blew it up and couldn't stop, even the Fairy Tale King Wei Shenme, who was famous overseas, was exposed.

Now Qiao Cui and Ning Xin looked at Wei Ming with full admiration. This was not an idol, this was clearly a god!

So at the dining table, they treated the god as artificial intelligence, asking him whatever they didn't understand. Fortunately, these questions were still basic, and Wei Ming could answer them.

Ning Xin focused on asking about studying abroad.

"My parents both want me to study in the United States in the future, and even let me perform actively from my freshman year, but I don't want to go. Floating across the ocean alone, lonely and helpless, how pitiful," she asked, "Wei Laoshi, do you think it's necessary for us to study abroad?"

Wei Ming replied: "The current level of your Mathematics Department is too far from the international frontier. If you want to make achievements in mathematics-related fields, studying abroad is inevitable."

Although most of them don't come back after going out, there is really no way.

Even their Mathematics Department head, the future Peking University president Professor Ding Shisun, is now planning to go abroad to study for a period of time, otherwise it is really not enough academically.

Ning Xin asked again: "Then in the future, if Wei Hong wants to study abroad, will you be at ease? She will only be eighteen years old in four years."

Wei Ming: "Not at ease, so can't I just go out with her?"

"Ah?" Ning Xin and Qiao Cui opened their mouths slightly.

Wei Ming: "I still have some connections abroad. In four years, the connections will be thicker. It shouldn't be difficult to go out then."

Wei Hong was so moved that she was about to cry. Only a brother is good in the world, and a sister with a brother is a treasure!

As for Ning Xin and Qiao Cui, they could only envy, hating themselves for not being Wei Hong's sister-in-law.

However, Wei Ming would not eat the grass by his sister's nest, and didn't give them a chance. After eating, he drilled into the Repository Room to study hard.

The Repository Room was much brighter today. He replaced a large light bulb at his own expense, but the school had to pay for the electricity.

In the evening, Xu Shufen prepared the classic Lu cuisine Nine-Turn Large Intestine for her son, and guaranteed it was clean.

But why have they been struggling with offal these days?

Yunyun came back earlier today. She rode her bike back and even caught up with dinner.

In addition, she told Wei Ming: "Wenhua asked me to ask Brother if you have time tomorrow."

Wei Ming knew that it was time to share dividends again, so he nodded: "Let them go to the Sihe Academy in Beichizi. I'll go there after work."

His mother reminded him to let him see how the radishes were growing, and she would go to plant some Chinese cabbage when she had time.

August was the first full month of Oriental Dongfang Xintiandi's opening, and because it was widely reported by the media, the passenger flow and daily sales hit new highs. This time, they might be able to share a very considerable number.

The next day, after Wei Ming got off work, he rushed to the Sihe Academy in Beichizi. Xiao Mei and the others hadn't arrived yet.

Wei Ming saw some weeds in the radish field, so he pulled them out.

Just as he was working, Mei Wenhua and Biao's mother came together, each with a bag stuffed in their stomach. After entering, they hurriedly locked the door. They were cautious enough.

"Let's go into the room." Wei Ming invited them into the living room. The living room was still missing some furniture, barely enough to gather three chairs.

Mei Wenhua laughed: "Brother Ming, you are really sitting on the fishing platform. You haven't been to see it for so long after coming back."

"Believe in your strength. By the way, Aunt Qian, Biaozi and I saw Uncle Zhao in Sichuan this time. I still have a photo of the father and son here." Wei Ming took out the photo he had prepared long ago.

Biao's mother was greatly surprised. Because communication was inconvenient, she didn't know that her son had found his father.

Seeing the father-son photo with obvious contrast, Biao's mother smiled with emotion: "It's taken very well, but did Biaozi's dad stand on tiptoe? I remember he wasn't that tall."

Mei Wenhua hurriedly interrupted: "Auntie, let's not talk about standing on tiptoe. Let's talk about how much money we earned last month!"

Wei Ming: "How much?"

"The profit in August is seventy thousand!" Mei Wenhua's eyes had light, "I plan to distribute fifty thousand of it."

"Distribute so much?" Wei Ming directly got more than twenty thousand, and he felt it was hot.

Xiao Mei and Biao's mother looked at each other. Biao's mother said: "Actually, Xiao Mei and I both plan to buy a house. He needs a house to get married, and I'm also thinking about handling things for Biaozi next year."

So they were buying a wedding house. Then they really had to distribute more.

Wei Ming asked: "Have you found a good house?"

He also wanted to ask Li Guangfu. He had entrusted him before.

Mei Wenhua said: "We want to buy in Tuanjiehu."

Having lived in the large courtyard for so long, everyone wanted to move into a building. Now, the only commercial buildings in Beijing were the Overseas Chinese Apartments and Tuanjiehu.

The Overseas Chinese Apartments were old houses with no stock, so they could only wait for the original owner to sell the house. But Tuanjiehu had two buildings waiting to be sold. Because the price was high, only a small part had been sold so far.

Tuanjiehu was in Chaoyang, and the location wasn't good, especially since it was a bit far from Oriental Dongfang Xintiandi, but wasn't there no choice?

"How much is a house over there?" Wei Ming asked.

Biao's mother had already inquired: "180 yuan per square meter, 60 to more than 80 square meters."

That was starting at ten thousand yuan. They planned to buy a larger one with a good floor.

After distributing the money, Wei Ming said: "Call me when you buy a house, and I'll buy one too."

No way, he and Sister Lin always had to have a private space, otherwise the feelings would fade slowly.

The next day, Peking University held a welcome meeting, and the enrollment work officially ended. The main campus of Peking University welcomed 3066 undergraduates, including 72 from Hong Kong, Macao, and Taiwan.

Of course, it was much easier for them to get into Peking University than mainland students. This was also an old tradition.

Today, Wei Ming also officially met all of Wei Hong's roommates, except for the one from Tianjin, there was also one from Shanghai and one from Harbin.

It turned out that there was really only one rural kid, Wei Hong. However, she really couldn't feel inferior. Her eldest brother said that pocket money was enough, and he directly bought her an imported recorder. Two turns and one sound were all ready!

Wei Ming, who had just shared twenty-five thousand, only needed more than ten thousand even if he bought another house. How could he spend so much money?

At this time, he hoped more for some foreign exchange. Once this money reached the Friendship Store, it would be spent quickly.

Only a few days later, Mei Wenhua settled the house matter. However, Wei Ming didn't go with them when paying, he went alone.

He called Zhu Lin alone to go together.

"What for?" Zhu Lin, who had just signed up, said, "I have to take an exam in a few days, and I'm busy these days."

Wei Ming: "Did you bring your household registration book for the exam?"

"I brought it."

Wei Ming: "That's good, come with me."

Zhu Lin's heart was pounding. He, he wouldn't be getting a certificate with her!

(Yesterday's minimum guarantee)

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