Chapter 63

Colleagues cast strange looks at Wei Ming. What's born?

Wei Ming was also puzzled. What's the situation? Why is Zhu Lin calling him about this?

"No, Sister, make it clear. My colleagues are listening right next to me," Wei Ming said righteously.

"Oh, it's just that High Engineer's baby was born. High Engineer is especially grateful to you and even said he wants you to be the child's godfather," Zhu Lin also hurriedly explained.

Wei Ming glanced around. Heard that clearly, right? It's not mine.

"Godfather or not is one thing, but why are you the one making this call?" Wei Ming asked again.

"Oh, I'm at the hospital."

Subsequently, Zhu Lin explained the cause and effect.

After returning to the department store, she suddenly remembered that High Engineer had rushed over from the unit almost empty-handed; he hadn't brought a single thing the new mother needed.

Thinking that the child being born early had something to do with her, Zhu Lin didn't buy the recorder for the time being, but instead bought some things the new mother needed and brought them over.

"They said that whoever the child sees first, they will look like. They insisted that I be the first to hold the child."

What a narcissistic queen.

However, Wei Ming didn't agree to be the godfather; how old was he? He was still just a kid himself.

"But Sister, you could actually adopt a goddaughter."

"I actually thought about that. Later, I'll buy the baby a longevity lock. She's so beautiful," Zhu Lin laughed.

After returning to the dormitory, the room was actually packed with people.

It turned out that everyone had heard Wei Ming was going to tell martial arts stories again and had come specifically to listen.

Wei Ming coughed twice: "The story I'm telling today starts from a place called Niu Family Village..."

The next morning, when Brother Feng, Biaozi, and the others were seeing Wei Ming off, they greeted this kid for being too unkind.

You say you couldn't tell the story at any other time? You had to tell it right before leaving, and you happened to stop at the most critical point.

Can the Seven Freaks of the South really find Guo Jing? Can Qiu Chuji really find the Yang family's child? Can the two of them really tie the knot?

You ended it at this point; who did you learn that from!

Seeing him to the bus station outside the gate, Wei Ming told them to go back.

And as soon as they left, a school bus stopped right beside Wei Ming.

Wei Ming was stunned: "Liu Shi!"

Liu Shi poked his head out and chuckled: "Get on, let's go."

Wei Ming: "I'm going to the train station."

Liu Shi: "As if anyone else isn't going to the train station. Don't dawdle."

It turned out that Professor Hou Renzhi from the Geography Department had returned with his team from the great desert in the Western Frontier. Liu Shi hadn't driven the bus for a long time and his hands were itching, so he took this job.

"I thought you had made a mistake and been demoted," Wei Ming joked with Liu Shi and lit a cigarette for him.

"No, you kid always give me cigarettes, how come I've never seen you smoke?"

Wei Ming: "Smoking is harmful to health; I don't smoke."

Liu Shi: "..."

These Da Qianmen cigarettes suddenly didn't smell good anymore. On the other side, just after Wei Ming left, the postman arrived at the South Gate.

He dumped out all the letters in his bag: "There's a letter for the great writer Wei."

Mei Wenhua and Biaozi were just about to go to the cafeteria and immediately started rummaging: "Where, where?"

The postman pointed to the letters on the table: "These are all it."

Learning that Liu Shi hadn't eaten yet, just like him, and was planning to grab a bite at the station, and knowing that Professor Hou and the others' train was an hour later than his, there was plenty of time.

So Wei Ming asked Liu Shi to make a detour to Wang Fujing; he was going to the department store.

Before long, Wei Ming got on the bus with a jar of pickles, and in his hands were two fried dough sticks wrapped in crepes, one for each.

Liu Shi wasn't polite with him either; he took the Jianbing and asked: "Why are you bringing a jar home?"

"Bringing it for my mother," Wei Ming smiled. He hadn't expected to see a mini version this time, costing only two yuan, and it was easier to carry.

However, Wei Ming already had quite a bit of luggage; he had basically brought everything the girl's family had sent, plus the radio, magazines, newspapers, and the high school study materials he usually collected for Xiao Hong.

It really was a month full of harvest!

Although Pingan County was only two hundred kilometers away from Yanjing, transportation was very inconvenient at this time, and Pingan County didn't have a train station. Wei Ming had to go to Hengzhou, which was further away, and then take a bus back to Pingan County. As for how to get back to the village, it would depend on his luck.

!

So Wei Ming wasn't even sure if he could get home that day.

After saying goodbye to Liu Shi, Wei Ming hurriedly entered the station. Around ten o'clock, the train started.

He would spend a long four-plus hours on the train.

This time he didn't bring any thick novels, but bought two magazines instead.

One was the October issue of "Popular Cinema," with Zhao Dan on the cover, focusing on the situation of the dozen or so tribute films for this National Day. Wei Ming hadn't seen a single one yet.

The other was the September issue of "Yanjing Literature and Art." This issue was a special issue for novels, with no poetry or essays.

Among them was "There's a Flirty Tatar in Western Beijing" by Chen Jiangong from the 77th class of Peking University Chinese Department, as well as famous predecessors like Xiao Jun, Wang Meng, Liu Shaotang, and Gao Xiaosheng. It could be said to be an issue gathering stars.

This time on the train, there were no beautiful girls around him; there were only middle-aged men and women, so the bespectacled young man opposite him, who looked gentle and refined, was somewhat pleasing to the eye.

Not long after getting on the train, the other party took out a copy of "People's Daily" and started reading.

When he finished reading one side of the newspaper and flipped to the other, Wei Ming inadvertently caught a headline on the front page.

"On the Progressiveness of 'The Spring River Water Warms the Duck First'."

Wei Ming was stunned. After the other party finished reading the newspaper, he smiled: "Comrade, can I take a look at your newspaper?"

"Then can I look at your 'Popular Cinema'?"

"Of course, let's swap."

Wei Ming took the newspaper and saw the author's name "Fan Rongkang" next to the headline. Yo, the brother-in-law has made a move!

Yanjing, Peking University.

Liang Zuo sneezed. They were currently holding a celebration for the sold-out inaugural issue of "Weiminghu."

At least this attempt by the May Fourth Literature Society hadn't lost money and had even made a small profit. The classmates who had supported the magazine had all gotten their money back.

They were even considering whether to reprint this issue of the magazine; after all, the response in the market was quite good. The supporting faction included the editor-in-chief of "Weiminghu," Old Xiong, and Liu Zhenyun and others.

The president of the May Fourth Literature Society, Cen Xianqing, held the opposite opinion: "The magazine sells well, and Wei Ming's 'Ideal' deserves much of the credit. However, the latest issue of 'Poetry Journal' is already out, and 'Ideal' is in it too. For those who like poetry, even if they want to read 'Ideal,' buying 'Poetry Journal' is more cost-effective. So I think it's better to save the funds for the next issue."

In the end, Cen Xianqing won the support of the majority. Liu Zhenyun, however, was worried: without a topical work like "Ideal" in the next issue, could it still sell well?

Brother Wei, oh Brother Wei, I heard you've already returned to your hometown. I don't know how long you'll be staying. It's the first day of missing you~

(End of chapter)