1987 My Era

Chapter 42, How about I quit my job and marry you?

Chapter 42, How about I quit my job and marry you?
Even though Wang Qi always has a sour face and looks cold and difficult to talk to in front of students, that is due to the role.

In fact, among his acquaintances and friends, he is a very humorous and cheerful person.

According to Mr. Luo, the head teacher of Class 206: If Wang Qi jokes with you without any taboos, it means he truly regards you as a friend, otherwise he will keep his mouth shut.

Therefore, Wang Runwen did not take the words "marry him" seriously and just listened to them.

She later asked, "Then, Lao Wang, which one is better, People's Literature or Harvest?"

Wang Qi pointed to the ceiling above his head with his right hand: “These are the ceilings of domestic literary magazines, they are all good.

Not to mention "People's Literature", in Beijing, it has the support of the China Writers Association and the China Writers Publishing Group.

The editor-in-chief of Harvest magazine is Mr. Ba. You can make your own assessment."

Hearing about super big names like "China Writers Association" and Mr. Ba, Wang Runwen was filled with respect, and the status of these two magazines in her mind instantly rose infinitely.

This guy Li Heng actually did such a big thing without making any noise...!
Wang Runwen didn't understand anything at the moment, but he seemed to understand everything. He said to Teacher Wang Qi:
"The get out of class will end in a few minutes. I'll take Li Heng away first."

"Row."

Wang Qi didn't ask the reason, just said "OK", then stepped aside to make way for her to enter the classroom.

Looking at the large and small breakfast bags in the English teacher's hands, the students in Class 204 were full of envy. Some boys even stole a glance at her plump and tall figure, wishing they were Li Heng.

Arriving at the fourth row of the fifth group, Wang Runwen pointed at someone's book and said, "Come out with the teacher. I have something to talk to you about."

Then she said to the eyes around her, "Keep up your efforts and review your words and sentence patterns. Memorize what you need to memorize and strengthen what you need to strengthen. The scholarship exam is coming soon. I heard from the dean last night that the questions are very difficult. You should be mentally prepared."

As time was running out, Li Heng spent his morning self-study time writing the rest of "To Live". After thinking for two seconds, he put the manuscript into his schoolbag and carried it with him.

When they got outside the classroom, the English teacher just gave him a portion of breakfast without saying anything.

It was not until he reached the playground and saw that there was no one around that Wang Runwen spoke:
"Teacher just received a call from the editor of People's Literature, and the other party is looking for you..."

She repeated the content of the call verbatim, and at the end she said regretfully, "It's a pity that the line was noisy, so I just listened to "People's Literature".

I didn’t hear what she said afterwards, and I didn’t even know her name, I just knew she was a young woman.”

After saying that, seeing him slurping tofu pudding, Wang Runwen asked, "December is your pen name?"

"Ah."

"Why December and not other months? Does it have any special meaning?"

"There are twelve months in a year, which means every month is red."

In Shao City, many places like to put a tail "2" in red envelopes, which is based on this place.

Arriving at the small rockery behind the teaching building, the English teacher found a stone bench to sit down and then stared into his eyes:
"Don't you have anything to say to the teacher?"

Li Heng sat opposite her and said to her with a smile: "Teacher, let's make a deal. How about letting me finish my breakfast first and then interrogate me?"

"Don't say such harsh words. You don't have to say it."

"How can I do that? You are the teacher closest to me in school, and I will need your help later."

"Dear? I think you are just thinking about my landline phone number, right?"

Her father used to be the principal of No. 1 Middle School. Later he was transferred to the Affiliated Middle School of Xiangnan Normal University and started a new family there.

The current principal of No. 1 Middle School was promoted by her father, so the landline phone in her home was not removed, nor was she asked to vacate her house.

Li Heng rolled his eyes and muttered, "If I'm not thinking about the phone, what else can I do? I don't dare to say that I'm thinking about you, Teacher!"

Wang Runwen crossed his arms, half-closed his eyes, and uttered five words through his teeth: "Try it if you dare!"

Try and die.

Li Heng should not make the same mistake again. He just needs to win the verbal dispute and should not be greedy.

When there were outsiders around, he changed his rude manner of wolfing down food as he did at home, and now he paid great attention to his image and ate slowly and thoughtfully.

Wang Runwen didn't urge him, but just looked at him without saying a word.

After eating a fried dough stick, a cup of tofu pudding, and three meat buns, each as big as a palm, I was finally full.

After looking at each other for a while, Li Heng sorted out his thoughts and recounted everything about writing "To Live".

The English teacher listened quietly without asking him any questions or interrupting him. He waited for him to finish speaking and digested his thoughts for a while before suddenly speaking:
"So, once To Live is published, you will be a great writer?"

Li Heng nodded proudly: "Yes, almost."

"You are not yet 18 years old, right?"

"It's in May, and there are still two months left."

After looking at his face for a while, Wang Runwen fell silent. After a long while, he stretched out his hand:
"Do you have the manuscript of 'To Live'? Teacher, please read your masterpiece."

"Look at what you said, it's strange, wait a minute."

He actually had the manuscript. After sending out two copies of the first 4 words, he went home and made another copy just in case.

In fact, this is a small problem he developed when he was working in the system, a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder. He always thinks twice and is prepared for danger in times of peace, in order to cope with sudden inspections from the superiors.

"I've only written about 10 words so far. It's not finished yet. Here, you can take a look at it first. The finale will probably be out the day after tomorrow."

Li Heng took out three stacks of manuscripts from his schoolbag and handed them over together.

The English teacher took the manuscript and asked half-seriously, "Aren't you afraid that I will steal your manuscript?"

Facing her eyes, Li Heng said seriously: "Don't be afraid, you are my teacher."

The English teacher sneered, "Ha! This is a great opportunity to reach the top in one step. The identity of a teacher is not safe either."

Li Heng was full, stretched, yawned, and said in a daze: "If even our lovely comrade Wang Runwen can't be trusted, then this world is really fucked up."

His gaze stayed on his face for four or five seconds, and Wang Runwen suddenly waved his hands in annoyance: "Class is about to start, go away! Remember to come home at noon to answer the phone."

"No, no! Don't be so quick to turn your face against me, I have something to tell you." He sat there without moving. "If you have anything to say, say it now!" Wang Runwen's mind was now completely on the manuscript. He was so curious that he had no patience to deal with him.

"It's like this, didn't I apply to two magazines this time? When I answered the phone at noon, you were there to help me..."

You are doing a bunch of tricks next to me. Wang Runwen frowned as he listened. "Who did you learn these tricks from? Aren't you afraid of angering others?"

Li Heng said confidently: "Don't be afraid, I am confident enough in what I write.

Besides, I have already written a new one. Even if those two magazines fail, I can immediately submit it to other magazines.

Anyway, it won’t hurt to try, at most it will just waste some time.”

"I know, get out!"

The English teacher didn't say yes or no, he just told him to get out.

Seeing her start to turn the pages to read the manuscript, Li Heng tactfully did not argue with her and got up and left.

The first two classes are Chinese classes.

The Chinese teacher is the school's principal. He is about 170cm tall, with a side-parted hair, handsome features, and he wears mousse and a tie. He is a very handsome man.

Unfortunately, the three finger-long bloodstains on the left cheek ruined its beauty.

Seeing the whole class staring at his left face, the dean touched the bloodstain and said self-deprecatingly:

"Hey! Don't learn from me. As a man, I can't even beat my wife. It's because I don't have a high level of education.

If I had extensive knowledge and could control her with just my words, how could this have happened?

You guys need to study hard, get into a good university this year, and marry a well-educated and well-mannered wife in the future. Don’t make the same mistake I made, it’s really painful.”

"Hahaha…!"

The whole class burst into laughter, and the two classes ended quickly in a relaxed atmosphere.

The third and fourth classes are history, which is the class taught by the head teacher.

Unlike the previous two classes, everyone sat upright, listened carefully and took notes. Perhaps because it was very fulfilling, the time was not difficult to endure.

"Jingle Bell…"

As soon as the bell rang for the fourth class, Teacher Wang Qi glared at a male student sitting at the door and scolded him:

"Are you that hungry? You don't even want to wait a second? Now go stand in my office for two hours, get out of class dismissed!"

Everyone looked at the unfortunate guy with sympathy, closed their books, took out their lunch boxes and rushed to the cafeteria.

"Eh? Li Heng, why don't you take your lunch box when you eat?" Liu Li asked him as they walked out of the classroom.

Zhang Zhiyong tilted his head to look at it, and exclaimed: "Why do you have to ask this question? He must have gone to the English teacher's house to have a bite to eat."

Hearing this, the students around him all looked over and were envious again.

When they went down to the first floor, Li Heng separated from the crowd and went to the teachers' family building alone.

But before he had walked far, Sun Manning called out from behind: "Li Heng, wait for me."

Li Heng turned around and said, "Why don't you eat in the cafeteria? Go home and eat?"

Sun Manning trotted over quickly and shook the lunch box in her hand: "We killed a chicken at home today. I'll go get some for Song Yu and Mai Sui."

"Do I have a share?"

"It used to be there, but now it's gone."

"what?"

"Who told you to go to your English teacher's house for dinner? We are jealous."

Sun Manning's home is on the third floor, and the English teacher's home is also on the third floor. The two talked all the way until they parted at the entrance of the third floor corridor.

Before they parted, Sun Manning turned around and asked, "Why don't you come home with me to eat something?"

Li Heng shook his head.

Sun Manning pursed her lips and said, "Ginseng stewed with black chicken, this doesn't tempt you?"

Li Heng smiled and waved his hand: "No, I have something to ask the teacher."

"Oh, never mind, seeyou!"

"Bye-Bye."

After walking about ten meters to the right along the corridor, Li Heng stopped at the fourth door and raised his hand to knock.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Who?"

After knocking six times in a row, there was finally a sound from inside.

"Teacher, it's me." Li Heng introduced himself.

With a "creak", the old wooden door opened, revealing Wang Runwen's face.