Chapter 94: The explosive prelude to *The Tale of the Heavenly Book* (Guaranteed 2)

"What the hell is this, no head or tail."

Wei Ming guessed it was written to him by a child of some faculty member, and it should be *The Tale of the Heavenly Book* that was being serialized.

But there shouldn't be many people who know Wei Ming is Wei Shenme, right?

Lu Xiaoyan: Many, many! I notified everyone who has children!

Wei Ming took the letter down to change clothes and prepare for work. Biaozi had already changed. He looked at Wei Ming with a sweet smile: "Watching you and Sister-in-law Mei being so sweet, I feel like I see the future of Yanzi and me."

Wei Ming found *Children's Literature* given by Aunt Xiaoyan: "Melinda will return to the country after this semester ends, and I will take root in this land. This is our future."

"Ah, are you two breaking up?!" Mei Wenhua said pleasantly surprised.

"We were never together. Don't be confused by some appearances."

Northern Qiao Feng, lying on the bed, rolled his eyes. You two idiots only know about Melinda, but don't know there's also a Zhu Lin!

Yesterday he went to create humans with Southern Murong again. Afterwards, Southern Murong mentioned that Wei Ming gave Zhu Lin a music cassette. This isn't music at all, this is clearly a charge signal for digging a wall!

Southern Murong also said that Zhu Lin's partner came to find her the day before yesterday. The two said a few words at the door and then separated. They didn't walk together. It felt like it wouldn't last long.

Hearing what his wife said, Northern Qiao Feng was a little shaken. Does Little Ming like people older than himself?

But if they succeed in the future, what should I do? He calls me Brother Feng, my wife calls him Brother-in-law Lin? I call Sister Lin sister-in-law?

It wasn't dark yet. Wei Ming wasn't in a hurry to drill into Shaoyuan, but patrolled with Biaozi first.

Peking University's North and South Pavilions and the Russian Building are a group of buildings in the shape of the character "pin".

When they came to the South Pavilion, they heard someone in the art team singing upstairs: "The wine is fragrant, the flowers are blooming, the singing flies out of my chest..."

Biaozi asked: "What song is this? Sounds familiar."

"*Song of Praise*."

"Yes, yes, yes, who sang it?"

Wei Ming: "Hu Songhua. I showed you a photo of me with him a few days ago."

Hu Songhua also attended the Literature and Art Congress. He has a nephew named Hu Jun.

And when they came to the North Pavilion, they saw a delicate little boy sitting outside, playing with ants with his head down.

Wei Ming leaned over and asked: "Is it Pu Shu from Apartment 13, Maintenance Yard?"

This is the child of Uncle Ping'an's neighbor. He saw him when watching a movie last time. He is two years older than Xile and is also a famous musician in the future, with the stage name Pu Shu.

Pu Shu looked up and was overjoyed after seeing Wei Ming: "You saw my letter!"

Wei Ming: "Letter? Oh, so that letter was written by you. What do you mean, urging for updates?"

Pu Shu didn't understand what urging for updates meant. He only knew that he felt too uncomfortable about where *The Tale of the Heavenly Book* was cut off.

"Tell me if Dansheng learned the magic on the Heavenly Book later, okay~" He even reached out to pull his sleeve.

Wei Ming cut the first part at Dansheng experiencing all kinds of hardships and Yuan Gong's guidance, finally rubbing the Heavenly Book recorded in the cave. However, when he looked back, he found there were no words on the paper at all.

And then it was "to know what happens next, please see the middle part."

Wei Ming first asked him: "You tell me first, why are you staying here."

He looked at the North Pavilion: "My mom is working overtime, no one at home is cooking, so I came to find her."

Pu Shu's parents are both from Peking University. His father is studying magnetospheric geospace physics and is studying abroad in the United States, so only his mother is bringing him and his brother.

And his mother is China's first generation of female computer engineers, working in the computer room inside.

"Oh, is that so? Alright, then let me tell you."

Wei Ming let Biaozi go first. He sat next to Pu Shu: "Did you read the story yourself?"

"No, my brother told me. I don't know some of the words yet."

"Alright, picking up from where we left off..."

When Pu Shu's mother and several colleagues came out, it was already dark, and Wei Ming's *The Tale of the Heavenly Book* had just finished the middle part.

Wei Ming patted his butt and stood up: "Alright, you can go home with mom."

Pu Shu felt so uncomfortable. It would have been better if you hadn't told it.

At this moment, the three words "cliffhanger dog" had already materialized in his heart.

And Wei Ming went around and came to Shaoyuan. This time he went to the boys' dormitory first to return Li Aiguo's clothes to him.

This coat of his is really cool, it fits as if it grew on his own body, adding a touch of temperament to his already handsome image, and the Friendship Store has it, but it's quite expensive.

Li Aiguo: "Oh, Ming, you should still go to Melinda's, right? Trouble bringing these old magazines to her."

Wei Ming took them. Some magazines were okay, Hollywood entertainment magazines, but this *Playboy*...

"Isn't it enough for you to keep this yourselves? Will a girl like her read it?"

Li Kui was also here: "Read, she loves reading it, never misses an issue."

"Oh?"

When they got to the girls' dormitory, Little Cha was in the study room. In the dormitory, there was only Melinda, wearing pajamas with wet hair.

Hearing Wei Ming mention *Playboy*, she took the magazines and laughed: "I read it as a fashion magazine. I think the United States is more fashionable than the UK now. Many of my outfits are learned from it."

This stuff mainly teaches underwear matching, right? No wonder he didn't feel her clothing taste was very good. It turned out he was looking in the wrong place. "Alright," then Wei Ming opened *Children's Literature* and handed it to her, "This is what I wrote. You read it first, and we'll discuss it when there's a chance tomorrow."

"Wait, is it serialized?"

Wei Ming: "I don't have the original manuscript either. If you feel interested after reading this part, I can help you get the complete original manuscript back."

"Alright, goodbye Leonardo."

Saying this, she lay on the bed, raised her two long legs, and started reading the magazine.

Wei Ming looked at her posture and really wanted to give her butt a smack.

As a result, just as he was about to go out, he saw the sneaky dormitory manager auntie. Seeing Wei Ming come out, she hurriedly turned around and almost fell.

Good guy, it turned out she came up to monitor him.

Sometimes I really don't understand, even if I really slept with a foreign woman, what could happen? Can the sky collapse or what?

The next day, Wei Ming was busy writing the script, so he didn't move much. After lunch, he saw Liu Zhenyun and Guo Jianmei on the road. The two were already openly together.

!

The atmosphere at Peking University is still relatively open. When people aren't looking, they can hold hands.

"Old Wei," Liu Zhenyun said happily, "Do you want to go to class with us?"

"You are one in the Chinese department, one in the law department, one a sophomore, one a freshman, what class are you going to?"

Guo Jianmei said: "Crosstalk master Hou Baolin is coming to give a public lecture on the history and development of crosstalk."

Wei Ming then remembered what Master Hou said initially, that they would meet again soon. It turned out he was hired by Peking University as a guest professor.

Wei Ming smiled: "Then I have to go see it. Let's go, let's go."

As soon as he entered the classroom, he saw Liang Zuo sitting obediently in the center of the first row. He now has two major hobbies: one is crosstalk, the other is *Dream of the Red Chamber*.

Hou Baolin is the crosstalk master most officially promoted now, shouldering the heavy responsibility of crosstalk improvement. It's not strange to see him in a Peking University classroom.

However, the old gentleman might also take this class too seriously, speaking very seriously and earnestly. Then the students started to get sleepy. Even a die-hard crosstalk fan like Liang Zuo was a bit distracted. This isn't the crosstalk class they wanted to hear.

So in the Q&A session, Wei Ming hurriedly handed him a note, telling him not to speak dryly, but to perform.

Seeing that note, Hou Baolin glanced at the audience and found Wei Ming waving.

He hesitated for a moment and took a handful of sand from his bag.

"In the old days, crosstalk was performed on the street, and the competition was fierce. How to attract the audience to your eyes? Eh, at this time, a predecessor came up with an idea. He held such a handful of fine sand, singing while writing characters..."

Hou Baolin started now, while showing his superb skills, while his palms shook, and a stroke and a dot immediately appeared on the podium.

That sand character was written very neatly and beautifully, and for him, it was written backwards, which was the correct character for the audience.

This hand immediately attracted the students' attention. The students in the back row stood up, and some even ran to the front, almost surrounding the podium.

Liang Zuo whispered in protest: "Don't block it!"

After the classroom atmosphere was stirred up by this hand of white sand scattering characters, Hou Baolin became more and more at ease, integrating crosstalk segments into the lecture. From time to time, there were cheers and applause from the audience.

After class, Hou Baolin immediately summoned Wei Ming to his side to go downstairs together.

"To be honest, at first I was really a bit nervous. It was the first time I encountered such a cold scene after becoming famous, haha."

"You brought white sand, it seems you should have been prepared."

"I originally thought about showing it at the end. Fortunately, you reminded me, otherwise I would only have been able to make a splash at the end."

Hearing that Wei Ming also had a good understanding of crosstalk, the old man chatted more and more speculatively with him.

Wei Ming: No, I can't continue, otherwise I'll raise my generation again.

After Wei Ming sent Master Hou away downstairs, a little fatty ran over.

"Brother Ming, you know Master Hou too!" Liang Zuo asked.

Alright, brother is brother. He was afraid he would call himself old.

Wei Ming nodded: "All friends." There is a group photo as proof.

Liang Zuo was so envious. This person is too powerful. All kinds of people, is there anyone he doesn't know? He also plays very well with international students. I heard he even played to the bed.

It's no wonder this rumor has a market. When Wei Ming returned to the Nanmen gatehouse, he happened to run into Melinda coming to find him with a magazine, wanting to discuss *The Tale of the Heavenly Book*. Many people saw it.

Even Peking University students don't get so close to international students, right?

Wei Ming hurriedly pulled her to a place with fewer people.

"Tell me, how do you feel after reading it? Will there be a market abroad?"

At the same time, Lu Xiaoyan, who picked up the child today, also came to the Nanmen with Xile, asking the gatehouse where Wei Ming was.

"I'm his aunt."

"From Director Wei's house, right?" The gatehouse immediately pointed in a direction, "There, keep it down..."

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 95 =====