1987 My Era

Chapter 45, Telegram

Fried rice with eggs!

Such willfulness is unheard of these days, not only among English teachers, but even among fried rice vendors.

Seeing him eating with his head down and continuously putting mouthful after mouthful into his mouth, Wang Runwen, who had no appetite, couldn't help but ask:
"Would it taste better if you added an egg?"

Although this woman looked juicy and delicious, she was a teacher and was useless. Li Heng couldn't eat her. He still felt that eating was more important.

So he just said casually: "It's no use asking, you will know after you try it yourself."

Hearing this, Wang Runwen glanced around, and when he saw that no one was paying attention to him, he actually scooped half a spoonful from the edge of his bowl and put it into his mouth.

After chewing a few bites carefully, she frowned and said, "The taste of the egg is too strong, and it lacks the fragrance of the rice. It's not as good as mine."

Li Heng glanced at it and said, "How is that possible? Doesn't my saliva have any additional effect?"

Wang Runwen frowned and looked at him coldly: "Your saliva smells good?"

Li Heng continued to eat the egg fried rice: "I don't know if it's delicious, but everyone who has eaten it says it's good."

Wang Runwen laughed angrily: "You and Chen Zijin kissed?"

Since she already knew about the matter of the grove in the east, Li Heng simply stopped pretending and shamelessly said, "She likes swallows to bring fresh mud, and she often takes the initiative to find me to build a nest."

Wang Runwen tapped the edge of the bowl with his spoon and said expressionlessly, "You pay for this meal."

Li Heng suddenly felt that the meal was not fragrant anymore and looked up: "Huh?"

Wang Runwen ignored the innocent expression he tried so hard to put on and ignored him, treating him as air.

Li Heng turned around and shouted to the boss: "Boss, are you jealous?"

The boss was surprised and asked, "We have vinegar, do you want to put it in the fried rice?"

Li Heng said, "Try eating something sour. I have no appetite."

"Okay, wait a minute."

The boss put down his work, wiped his hands on his apron, bent down and took a bottle of old vinegar, walked closer and suddenly said:

"Young man, please pay the money first."

I'm jealous of you, and you ask me to pay the bill?
Isn't this turn too abrupt?

Li Heng was stunned for a few seconds. When he reacted and turned around quickly, he found that the English teacher had quietly arrived at the school gate.

Damn it, the boss changed his expression faster than turning the pages of a book. It turned out that his sponsor ran away and he was afraid that he would dine and freeload.

Li Heng stared at the charming back like a fool, his heart bleeding: Qian, come back...!
Wang Runwen seemed to have sensed something and smiled back at him before entering the message room.

But this smile is not bright at all, it is full of sarcasm!

Fried rice with egg costs 2 yuan per serving. It becomes more expensive if you add an egg, which costs 8 yuan.

The total of two portions is 6 yuan.

Sad! The living expenses he has are not enough to pay for 10 meals.

Damn it! It's a huge loss. Comrade Tian Run'e has to sell five kilograms of rice to make back the 6 yuan.

Li Heng counted out the bills from his pocket and handed them over in frustration. He complained, "Boss, you won't get repeat customers if you do business this way."

The boss smiled flatteringly and apologized, "I'm sorry, young man, I've been eating and drinking for free recently, and I'm a little scared.

Their routines are similar, they all walk one by one, and I am old, my legs are not convenient and I can’t catch up…”

In Shao City, a place where the people have been tough since ancient times, can you be a good boss without being cheated by others?
You have to get used to it!

Li Heng complained in his heart and emphasized: "That's our English teacher in No. 1 Middle School."

The boss shook his head and said, "This stall used to be run by my mother-in-law. She passed away recently and I took over. I don't recognize her..."

Li Heng opened his mouth, feeling as if he was facing a puddle of cotton, with no place to put his strength.

Alas! We are all miserable people.

The 5th and 6th classes in the afternoon are mathematics.

The math teacher's surname is Pan. He has a well-known habit of arriving in the classroom 204 minutes early for any class with Class 10.

This habit is unshakable and will not be shaken by thunder or rain.

What are you here for?
Of course I learned from my mistakes and looked through Li Heng’s math tutorial book.

Probably in the second semester of my sophomore year, my math teacher spent a class analyzing in detail a very difficult comprehensive inequality problem.

Li Heng felt dizzy and lay on the table during that class. When the bell rang for the fourth get out of class, he was so hungry that he instinctively jumped up from his seat and prepared to eat.

At this moment, the math teacher had almost finished his lecture and his eyes were fixed on the lunch box in his hand.

Li Heng had been harboring resentment towards this math teacher for a long time. He felt that the teacher was too different from his math teacher in the first year of high school and that he was too slow.

So, on impulse, I used a simple method to solve the problem on the blackboard out of youthful frivolity.

The answer was given orally in four steps in less than a minute.

The answer is greater than or equal to 2.

Li Heng still remembers the scene at that time. The math teacher first glanced at the answer on the lesson plan, then smiled but looked obviously unnatural.

At that time, the whole class was silent and turned to look at him.

Even Zou Aiming, who was also very dissatisfied with the math teacher, said: Our teacher Heng is the best in math, he is the master!

Afterwards, the head teacher Wang Qi called Li Heng and Zou Aiming to the office for some counseling, and reminded them to learn to respect teachers and pay attention to the method of doing things.

Since then, the math teacher has developed the habit of coming to the classroom early.

But these are all old news.

With teacher Wang Qi's earnest explanation, Class 204 gradually accepted this slow-tempered teacher, and now the relationship between them is quite harmonious.

"Hey, how did you come up with this method?" As he was flipping through the pages, the math teacher happily asked him about a parabola problem. Facing the teacher's question, he was not at all flustered.

Li Heng had discovered during this period that his rebirth only gave him a few decades of life experience, but the knowledge he originally had in his mind had not been forgotten.

This is the reason why he has the confidence to take the college entrance examination.

This is also the reason why he has been working overtime to finish "To Live" recently.

Li Heng leaned over to take a look, and spent 5 minutes discussing solutions to the problem with the teacher.

When the bell rang, the math teacher smiled and whispered to him, "There's something on page 186."

Ok?
Li Heng turned to page 186 in a daze, and sure enough, there was something there, a folded heart-shaped piece of letter paper.

Without even opening it, he could guess what was inside.
Sun Manning in the front row stared at the letter and asked in confusion:
"Who secretly sent this under my nose? Why didn't I see anyone?"

Seeing that Li Heng was even more confused than she was, she turned to ask Mai Sui: "Mai Sui, did you see anyone approaching his table?"

Mai Sui shook her head charmingly.

Sun Manning looked at Song Yu.

Song Yu smiled beautifully and shook her head as well.

At this time, Chen Lijun on the right said, "It should be a girl from another class. When I came to the classroom this morning, I saw that person lingering at Li Heng's desk."

Sun Manning stood up with a swish: "Lijun, do you know that person?"

Chen Lijun recalled and said, "He looks familiar. I think I have seen him on campus, but I don't know his name."

"Will you recognize me next time we meet?"

"it should be OK."

Sun Manning was not afraid of the trouble and said, "After dinner, let's go around other classes."

Song Yu: "..."

Wheat ear: “…”

Li Heng: "..."

Chen Lijun: “…”

Sun Manning stretched out her hand, "Li Heng, give me the love letter, and I'll treat you to two stir-fried dishes."

Li Heng was speechless. "This is my business. Why are you so worried about it?"

Sun Manning argued: "How can this be your business alone? Chen Zijin is my best friend, so I have to keep an eye on you for her."

Li Heng said: "Song Yu is also her best friend and my deskmate. Let her keep an eye on me. This will be more convenient."

Upon hearing this, Sun Manning and Mai Sui looked at each other at the same time, their eyes full of smiles, and their smiles were full of profound meaning.

In response, Song Yu acted as if she didn't hear or see anything. She quietly opened her textbook, unscrewed her pen and prepared to listen to the lecture.

Mathematics class is relatively difficult for general liberal arts students, but for him it is a score-enhancing subject, which is easy and enjoyable.

He continued to immerse himself in his own world and write "To Live", not caring at all about what the teacher was saying?
Song Yu noticed that he had been acting strangely these past few days and tried to persuade him tactfully, but to no avail.

Now I am struggling with the question: Should I tell Zijin about this?

Let Zijin contact him personally?

After all, in the eyes of these good students, the college entrance examination is the top priority at the moment, and novels can be written at any time.

Seeing that Song Yu looked at him five times secretly after the class, Li Heng's heart moved and he handed the love letter to her directly.

And attached a note saying: Keep it for me.

Afraid that others might misunderstand her, Song Yu covered the love letter with a book, hesitated for a moment, and then replied with a note.

Ask him: When will you finish your novel?

Li Heng replied: About tomorrow.

After getting the answer, Song Yu put the note away and continued to concentrate on the class.

In the following period of time, Li Heng has been sprinting and making final efforts to complete "To Live".

Almost as expected, he finished writing the last word at 12:9 p.m. the next day.

Seeing him let out a long sigh with a look of relief on his face, Song Yu understood what he meant and quietly handed him a note: Have you finished writing?
He replied: Um...

Just as he wrote the word "hmm" and was about to reply with more words, the bell for the end of get out of class rang.

As if on cue, the English teacher appeared at the classroom door at the right time.

Shouted: "Li Heng, your telegram."

Li Heng immediately ran out of the classroom and asked, "Teacher, where are you from?"

In front of so many students, the English teacher didn't say much, and waited until he entered the head teacher's office before handing him two telegrams: "Look for yourself."

Li Heng took the telegram, looked down, and his heart instantly became extremely hot.

The content of the telegram, which was headed "People's Literature", was: Our publishing house has accepted your submission and will send editor Chen Xiaomi to your office to discuss publishing matters...

Hey!
This bitch came in person?

To be honest, Li Heng has been waiting for this day for a long time.

I really want to see what expression the favored child who once looked down on me would have when he finds out that he is the writer "December"?
Li Heng never boasted that he was a magnanimous person. In this chaotic society, it was already very difficult to survive.

You have to tolerate those you can't afford to offend. There is no other way. It's for survival.

But if he faces an enemy, an enemy who can vent his anger, he would be unworthy of his two lifetimes if he hesitates even for a moment.

(End of this chapter)