Exciting 1979!

Chapter 14 He doesn't deserve sympathy! (Please give me a monthly ticket!)

Because when collecting the manuscript fee, in addition to the remittance slip, one also needs to prove that he is himself, so Wei Ming needs to personally take out the money with relevant documents, and then send it back to his hometown via the post office so that Lao Wei can collect it again.

It is troublesome, but there is no other choice at this time.

The staff looked at it for a long time and confirmed that the remittance slip from the "Children's Literature" editorial department was authentic. They also confirmed that Wei Ming's household registration page was authentic before they started to process the procedures. Their attitude was obviously different.

While waiting, Wei Ming looked left and right out of boredom, and then he saw Liu Zhenyun smiling at him with squinting eyes.

"Oh, Brother Zhenyun, we meet again, what a coincidence!"

"Hello, classmate Wei." Liu Zhenyun shook hands with Wei Ming quite formally. This is the hand of a writer who can earn royalties from writing articles!

"Are you here to mail a letter?" Wei Ming asked.

"To get money," Liu Zhenyun added deliberately, "but it's not the royalties, it's the living expenses sent by my family."

Although he received a Class A scholarship of 22 yuan per month and was frugal in his daily life, he still had some extra money after paying for food and drink. However, Yenching University was a big school and housing was not easy. He also needed money to buy books and socialize, so his parents saved money from their teeth and gave him and his brother 5 yuan each every semester.

His younger brother, like him, was admitted to university in 78 and studied at Southwest University of Political Science and Law. He is the future Supreme Court Justice.

Because 50 yuan is not a small amount of money, his parents were afraid that he might be robbed on the road, so they chose to remit the money.

The two chatted for a while. Wei Ming had already taken out the money. He took out an envelope with relevant information written on it, and inside it were photos, letters, and copies of remittance slips: "Remit more money and send a letter."

Seeing Liu Zhenyun's puzzled look, Wei Ming explained: "I have enough money on hand. I want to send the royalties I earn back home to improve my family's living."

Liu Zhenyun felt so ashamed that he had no face to show. He was three years older than Wei Mingxu and still needed to rely on his family for support, while Wei Mingxu could already support his parents. What a huge gap!

Now, Liu Zhenyun no longer has any extra thoughts about Wei Ming's random choice of major. He deserves it!

Liu Zhenyun gave Wei Ming a thumbs up and said, "Student Wei is really impressive. I just don't know which department you got into since you are so outstanding."

Hearing this question, Wei Ming laughed: "What department? I am not a student of Peking University at all."

"Ah, you're not? But didn't my uncle Wei say, say..."

Seeing him hesitating, Wei Ming laughed even more happily: "He said he asked the leader to help arrange it, right?"

"correct."

"Yes, but I was not assigned to a department, but a department in Peking University," Wei Ming introduced formally, "I am now a temporary security guard at Peking University, standing guard at the south gate of Peking University."

"what!"

Liu Zhenyun's brain froze instantly, he couldn't believe this answer at all.

"Stop kidding~" After a while, he smiled and waved his hands. This was definitely a joke.

Wei Ming: "Why would I lie to you? You can see me if you walk around the South Gate more often. Just don't pretend not to know me then."

Liu Zhenyun: Is it true? Is he just a security guard? A security guard who can contribute to Harvest and earn royalties! ?

Liu Zhenyun really wanted to follow Wei Ming back to his dormitory to confirm, but he hadn't withdrawn the money yet and Wei Ming was about to leave.

The four people in their dormitory agreed to have lunch together in the Changzheng Canteen at noon today.

Although this restaurant is called a canteen, it is not a school canteen but a state-owned restaurant. There were no privately-owned restaurants in those days, and the first one will have to wait until next year's Yuebin Restaurant.

However, because it is close to Peking University, Peking University students affectionately call this place the "Fifth Canteen."

After returning along the original route, Qiao Feng had already arrived. Although today was a celebration for Wei Ming, it was he, the captain, who was the one treating.

"Have you sent back the royalties?"

"Well," Wei Ming said after sitting down, "I've also submitted the second manuscript. I should get news on whether it's passed or not within half a month."

"How long does it take?"

"Yes, after all, Shanghai is too far away. If I had known, I would not have been motivated by Mei Culture. It would be much better for me to submit to Contemporary or October. I can directly go to their editorial office to ask if it has been accepted. If it has not been accepted, I can submit to other publications immediately."

Qiao Feng comforted him, "It won't take too long. If it does, just like Mei Wenhua said, everyone in the world will recognize you!"

Wei Ming was actually not sure in his heart, he felt the probability of success was less than 50%.

Although the original novel was published in Harvest, it was more than 20 years later and the aesthetic orientation was different.

Moreover, the movie was adapted from a novel and then adapted back into the novel. The language style is very alternative and novel at the moment, similar to Wang Shuo in his mature period.

I just don’t know whether the current “Harvest” can accept this somewhat ruffian style.

After a while, Zhao Debiao and Mei Wenhua came over together. Everyone gathered their food coupons first. Although Brother Feng was treating, everyone had to contribute the food coupons.

Four people ordered four dishes, stir-fried liver, stir-fried pork intestines, and mu shu pork. The most expensive dish was slippery pork tenderloin, which cost 82 cents.

The most expensive dish in Peking University cafeteria is only 20 cents!
At present, the food in Peking University's canteen is not very delicious, but it is edible. It is different here. The chef's cooking skills are quite good, the seasoning is rich, the oil is sufficient, and the portion is large. Although the four dishes and rice are already expensive, Zhao Debiao still stares at the beer behind the counter.

How could Qiao Feng not know what Biaozi was thinking? He thought of the scene in "Demi-Gods and Semi-Devils" where Qiao Feng and his two brothers drank together in Shaolin Temple. He suddenly felt it was extremely heroic and wanted to imitate it.

So Brother Feng said, "You can drink, but those on duty in the afternoon are not allowed to drink."

Wei Ming happened to be on duty, and he said with a smile: "Then you guys drink, I can't drink much anyway."

So the three of them opened three bottles of Five Star Beer and started drinking directly from the bottles. In one word, “refreshing”!
The price is also very good, three bottles of beer cost one dollar and twenty cents, which directly raises the standard of this meal to the five yuan level.

What a feast!

After the meal, it seemed that everyone's relationship had reached a new level. Zhao Debiao and Mei Wenhua both started calling him "Brother Feng".

Zhao Debiao said with great joy: "Brother Feng, when will you invite sister-in-law to come over and sit with us? We haven't met her yet."

Mei Wenhua patted his chest and said, "That's right, if you say the word, we promise to disappear and not return to the dormitory within a day."

Wei Ming pretended to be innocent and said, "Why don't you go back to the dormitory? Where are we going if you don't go back to the dormitory?"

Zhao Debiao and Mei Wenhua looked at each other and then burst into laughter.

In their hearts, they have already regarded Wei Ming as a "simple boy" who knows nothing.

In fact, Wei Ming's current body is indeed very simple, and his only sexual life is sex in dreams.

At the age of eighteen, I am very anxious.

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After eating and drinking, Wei Ming went back to the dormitory, washed his face, changed into his uniform and went to work.

Standing at the gate, he began to think about what to write next.

I’ve already written about the donkey, so how about writing about the cow next?

He had this idea because cows and donkeys were the animals he came into contact with most in the countryside, and his understanding of the habits of these animals far exceeded that of ordinary writers.

Also, a while ago he asked his roommate to tell him stories about educated youth. Brother Feng was in a good mood and told a story about a farmer and a cow in his hometown, Yimeng Mountain. It is said that the story has been widely circulated.

Later this story was made into a movie, and Wei Ming liked it very much.

However, if I want to write this story, I have to learn Shandong dialect from Brother Feng.

Rural themes will be more vibrant if they add some dialect elements.

As I was thinking, it was getting dark.

There was still half an hour left before the end of the get off work day, and at this time several students walked out of the school.

The students of the Chinese Department of Class 78 were all complaining about Liu Zhenyun, saying that he insisted on going through the South Gate when the East Gate was so close.

They heard that there was a dance at Tsinghua University today, so they all dressed up beautifully and prepared to go dancing and meet friends.

To go to Tsinghua University, you just need to go out of the East Gate. It is indeed a longer detour to go through the South Gate.

But Liu Zhenyun had a clever tongue: "I just wanted to learn the dance steps on the way. I don't want to embarrass Peking University."

As soon as he reached the south gate, Liu Zhenyun saw a tall and thin figure from behind. When he got closer, he could see the other person's profile.

It was not until he walked out that Wei Ming, who was facing the door, saw him and greeted him with a smile: "Go out."

Liu Zhenyun hurriedly responded: "Well, go play next door, you are busy."

At this moment, Liu Zhenyun's heart was in turmoil: he was actually a security guard!

Why do I feel a sense of regret that "you are such a beautiful woman, but you have to stay at the gate"?

Liu Zhenyun was just feeling sorry for the handsome Wei Ming when the girls in his class came over.

"Liu Zhenyun, you know him!"

"What's his name?"

"How do you know each other?"

Liu Zhenyun was surprised: "Why are you asking so many questions?"

The girls replied, "He is so handsome!"

Liu Zhenyun's inner regret and sorrow immediately disappeared. He was not worthy of sympathy!

(End of this chapter)