Chapter 7: Pass the Review (Ask for monthly tickets!)

Northern Qiao Feng asked Wei Ming to return to the dormitory and tell him the story of "Northern Qiao Feng in the North and Murong in the South." He loved listening to it.

Brother Feng arranged Wei Ming into his dormitory. There was an important reason for such care: they were their own people.

"Did Director Wei mention our relationship to you?" he asked, turning his head.

"No."

"When I was in the army before, he was our battalion instructor, and I was his soldier." Northern Qiao Feng said.

"Oh~" Wei Ming understood. They had carried guns together!

After Uncle Pingan graduated from university, he caught up with the movement. It was chaotic and he couldn't do academic research. He simply joined the army to temper himself and didn't return to Peking University until the mid-70s.

It was also because of his ability to be both literary and military that Uncle Pingan was highly valued at school.

Brother Feng grinned: "At the beginning, it was Director Wei who brought me to Peking University. You are the nephew of our old leader. As long as you don't make mistakes in principle, I am still very easy to talk to."

"Brother Feng, why did you think of coming to Peking University to work?"

Brother Feng revealed a smile that didn't belong to a tough guy: "Because of love~"

It turned out that before he joined the army, he was in love with a girl from his village, Southern Murong, who later entered Peking University as a worker-peasant-soldier college student.

In order to be with the girl he loved, he begged Wei Pingan, who was preparing to return to Peking University to work, to bring him along, even at the cost of starting as a security guard guarding the gate.

Although their status was different, their love remained the same.

"Then are you married?"

"The certificate is collected, but because there is no housing and it is far away, we are living in separate dormitories now." Speaking of this, Brother Feng looked depressed.

They were both people in their thirties, and the number of times they had sex was in the single digits, and they didn't dare to have children.

"Is sister-in-law not at Peking University?" Wei Ming remembered that it seemed easier for dual-career couples to get housing.

"No, she studies biology and works at the Institute of Hygiene of the Academy of Medical Sciences," Northern Qiao Feng lowered his voice, "Director Wei has been working hard, wanting to transfer her to Peking University."

Wei Ming nodded. The difficulty of a formal employee was definitely different from that of a temporary worker. Maybe it also needed some opportunities.

Northern Qiao Feng also told Wei Ming that there were two other roommates in their dormitory.

"Ah, are we in a four-person dormitory?"

"Otherwise? You thought it was a double room."

Wei Ming nodded. Brother Feng could be considered a leader anyway.

Northern Qiao Feng added a sentence later: "Not only four people, but also in the basement."

"Ah~"

When Lu Xiaoyan got off work and went home, her husband and children were all there.

Wei Pingan was busy in the kitchen. Today his wife performed well, which made him very proud. On the way to the station, Wei Jiefang kept praising him for marrying a virtuous wife and mother.

So he took the initiative to cook to show off.

Wei Xi stretched out his small hand: "Mom, I want to eat White Rabbit toffee. I haven't eaten it for a long time."

Lu Xiaoyan was just about to talk to Wei Pingan about something. Seeing her son hit the muzzle of the gun, she simply pulled her son to her side.

"Then Mom will tell you a story first, okay."

Without waiting for her son to refuse, Lu Xiaoyan began. Lele also actively leaned over.

"Once upon a time, there was a tiger in the forest. It was very fierce and ate many small animals every day. No small animals in the forest were not afraid of it. The small animals thought of many ways to eliminate it. The monkeys used steel saws to saw down the big tree in front of its house, blocking its door, trying to trap it. As a result, it bit off the steel bars on the window and ran out. Its teeth were too sharp..."

At first, Xizi was a bit impatient. Listening to stories was not as fragrant as White Rabbit toffee.

However, the story told by his mother was vivid, which immediately gave him a picture and made him anxious and thoughtful. This big tiger was indeed powerful. What should they do?

"At this time, the red fox jumped out and laughed: What is there to be afraid of a tiger? Isn't it just sharp teeth? Look at me..."

Then the fox began to offer the tiger a delicacy that made people unable to stop—sugar! This story is called "The Toothless Tiger," which tells about how the fox corroded the tiger through food like sugar, making it a toothless tiger, thereby losing its threat to the forest. The original version was an animated short film by the Shanghai Animation Film Studio in 1985.

Wei Ming also associated this short film based on the reality that Wei Xi liked to eat sugar and caused cavities and toothaches. He created it in one night.

Sure enough, after reading it, Lu Xiaoyan exclaimed that this was the fairy tale that should be given to children. It was not only interesting but also educational.

Besides this layer of meaning that children can see, adults can also understand it as guarding against sugar-coated bullets.

After showing it to other colleagues in the editorial department, they all said it was good, and it didn't need to be modified at all. It passed the editor-in-chief's level directly.

That is to say, Wei Ming's fairy tale passed the review!

When Lu Xiaoyan finished the ending, Wei Pingan had already brought the dishes out and listened for a while. He asked: "Is this a manuscript you received recently? Not bad, this can be handed in."

Lu Xiaoyan nodded and asked Wei Xi: "Xizi, do you still want to eat White Rabbit toffee now?"

Hearing that the tiger's teeth had fallen out, Xizi was not only unable to eat sugar but also unable to eat meat, only able to drink porridge. The four-year-old was so scared that he shook his head repeatedly: "Then, then I won't eat it today."

Although this stinky boy left a lot of room for himself, Lu Xiaoyan still smiled with a sense of achievement.

!

Then she asked her husband: "Guess who wrote this fairy tale."

"Who? Chen Bochui or Sun Youjun?"

These two were famous children's writers, and both were good at writing about animals.

Chen Bochui had older qualifications and was once the deputy director of the Children's Publishing House. His representative work is "A Cat That Wants to Fly." His son, Professor Chen Jiaer, was Wei Pingan's colleague at Peking University, a big cow studying nuclear physics. Because of this relationship, Lu Xiaoyan had written to Chen Lao to ask for a manuscript. Chen Lao said: Next time, definitely.

And Sun Youjun was younger and could be considered Wei Pingan's senior. He graduated from the Chinese Department of Peking University in the 50s and published works in "Children's Literature" in the 60s. "The Adventures of Little Butou" and the later created "The Wanderings of Little Bei" were his representative works.

Through Wei Pingan's relationship, Lu Xiaoyan got Sun Youjun's first work after his comeback, "The Story of the Magic Pen and the Pen Cap," in the first month after entering "Children's Literature."

Later, Teacher Sun became Lu Xiaoyan's key work object. Wei Pingan thought she had successfully dug out the second one from Old Sun.

However, normal writers write slowly, and Teacher Sun hadn't moved yet.

Lu Xiaoyan shook her head, sat at the table and said triumphantly: "You definitely wouldn't have guessed it. It was written by Little Ming!"

"Ah!" The father and two children exclaimed in surprise.

Lu Xiaoyan was very satisfied with their expressions and added: "And it was written in one night last night. Our Editor-in-Chief Jin said it was written very excellently and doesn't need to be modified. It can even be directly adapted into an animation for children to watch."

Wei Pingan said unbelievably: "Brother Jiefang said Little Ming's Chinese grades were good, but I didn't expect them to be so good! So he passed the review?"

"Of course, and it will be highly recommended."

Wei Pingan asked again: "Then how much manuscript fee can there be?"

He felt that the salary of 18.5 yuan was really tight. Little Ming was already 18. If he talked about an object, it would definitely not be enough.

"Manuscript fee, newcomers shouldn't think too much. However, I will meet Little Ming tomorrow to chat as an editor and author."

At this time, Wei Ming and Northern Qiao Feng had arrived at the South Gate of the school on Haidian Road.

After entering the guard room, Brother Feng greeted two security guards, then took Wei Ming to open a door and went to the basement along a somewhat dim staircase.

Almost all the security guards at Peking University lived here. There were several dormitories, a toilet, and a water room.

After Northern Qiao Feng pushed open a door, the room was very small, only enough for two sets of bunk beds, a table, and four chairs. There were two people inside, one was reading, and one was lifting dumbbells.

Seeing Northern Qiao Feng come in, the two immediately stopped what they were doing and stood up to say hello.

"Captain Qiao!"

"Captain Qiao."

Northern Qiao Feng briefly introduced the newcomer Wei Ming and introduced him: "This muscular guy is Zhao Debiao, who practiced at the Shichahai Sports School. This bespectacled scholar is Mei Wenhua. They are all returned educated youth."

Wei Ming understood. Everyone was a temporary worker~

(End of chapter)