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Chapter 61 Reprint Fee (Please give me a monthly ticket and read on!)

Zhu Lin is from Yenching, but she is not a hutong girl. Her father is a professor at Yenching Institute of Technology (the predecessor of Beijing Institute of Technology) and her mother is a doctor. It is rare for her to see people shirtless like this in her life.

Especially for such a youthful boy, the young body of 18-year-old in front of her was indeed very tempting. Although Wei Ming's injuries were on his shoulders and back, her eyes were attracted by Wei Ming's chest and abdomen. She even suspected that she might be swallowing her saliva.

"Sister," Wei Ming called out mischievously, "I'll do it myself."

Wei Ming's words woke Zhu Lin from his fantasy.

She picked up the potion directly and walked around behind Wei Ming.

"Since you call me sister, let me wipe it for you." Zhu Lin went straight to work and rubbed and wiped Wei Ming's back.

This was the first time she had such close contact with a man, and her heartbeat accelerated noticeably.

So this is what a man is!

Zhu Lin was afraid that Wei Ming would feel embarrassed, so he tried to ease the awkwardness with a joke.

"You don't look like a writer. You look more like someone who graduated from Shichahai Sports School."

Wei Ming smiled and said, "My main job is a security guard. Being a writer is just a side job. Of course I have to keep fit."

Zhu Lin blushed. He didn't mean to praise his good figure.

Wei Ming added: "Sister, do you know Shichahai Sports School?"

"Not only do I know, I even practiced there when I was a kid."

"What?!" Wei Ming turned around in surprise.

Zhu Lin was afraid that his blushing face would be seen, so he turned it back.

"When I was young, my family sent me there to learn gymnastics for a period of time in order to help me develop in an all-round way. However, I didn't study it professionally, but used it in my spare time. I was also good at basketball and swimming."

"No wonder you stood so straight, sister. It turns out you've practiced. I thought you were a soldier."

Zhu Lin smiled and said, "I have been one before. I was a cultural and art soldier for a few years and danced in the army."

"Ah, then why did you go to the Institute of Health again? Shouldn't someone like you join a drama troupe?" Wei Ming thought of another good sister in the General Political Department Repertory Theatre.

Speaking of this, Zhu Lin sighed: "My family wanted me to do this, so after demobilization, I went to the Medical College for further studies."

"From what you said, it seems that you don't like your current job very much."

Zhu Lin: "It's repetitive work every day. I feel like I can see the end of it at a glance. It's boring."

Zhu Lin got into deep conversation right away, and she never expressed her dissatisfaction with the current situation to her partner.

"What about you? Do you like your current job?" she asked again.

"Of course, I get a salary when I work, and I can earn royalties after get off work. When I have free time, I can take any class taught by a famous Peking University teacher. I would not do it even if you offered me a high position."

Zhu Lin said sincerely: "I really envy you for living a carefree life."

The two chatted for half an hour before the doctor came back and yelled, "Hey, just apply it for a few minutes. Aren't you afraid of making your brother's skin bald?"

Zhu Lin blushed.

Wei Ming explained: "It's okay, my sister's hands are not strong enough, half an hour is about the same as your few minutes."

Zhu Lin felt even more embarrassed, these words sounded weird, as if he had been caressing him for half an hour and his hands were numb.

Although her hands were numb, she still had to carry the radio to the department store with one hand, as she didn't know where to put her other hand.

At this time, Wei Ming was driving Zhu Lin, his heart full of worry, "Tires, oh tires, you must not let down, you must hold on!"

Fortunately, the tire held on, but the road was a little uneven. In order to prevent himself from falling, Zhu Lin supported Wei Ming's waist several times.

How can I describe this waist? It's hard and feels more powerful to the touch than it looks. Zhu Lin didn't dare to touch it for too long and just gave it a quick taste.

"Mr. Wei, can I still call you my brother from now on?" Zhu Lin made this request before they parted ways at the department store. Wei Ming smiled and said, "You are taking advantage of me~"

Zhu Lin said angrily: "I am older than you, you are not at a disadvantage."

Wei Ming smiled even brighter: "Okay, sister, I'll go back then."

"Drive slowly." Zhu Lin showed the most beautiful and sincere smile since he met Wei Ming today, which made Wei Ming dazed for a while.

How come in the past month since I came back, I have only met such wonderful older sisters?

I'm obviously not a sister complex!

Because there was a family waiting at Peking University to thank him and it was getting late, Wei Ming did not go shopping in the trust store and went straight home.

With a watch on his wrist, he could feel more clearly the time passing by him. Before, he always felt that he was living in a muddle.

About a hundred minutes later, Wei Ming passed by a car repair stall near Peking University.

"Master, change the tire!" Wei Ming stopped the car and decided to solve a hidden danger.

The mechanic opened the outer tire and said with a smile: "Are you sure you want to replace such a new inner tube?"

"Ok?"

Wei Ming guessed that it was Zhu Lin who replaced it. This sister didn't even say a word and did good deeds without leaving her name.

"No, sorry, see you later!"

Wei Ming pedaled all the way to the South Gate, where his colleague on duty at the gate called him.

"Brother Ming, there are several letters from you."

Wei Ming took it and looked at it. There were ones from Guangzhou Youth Daily, Youth Daily, and China Youth Daily. These should be the payment slips for reprinting.

But there was actually one from Poetry Magazine, which was a bit surprising.

"Poetry Magazine", as its concise name suggests, is the largest poetry magazine in China. It is supervised by the China Writers Association and was founded in 57. The first editor-in-chief was Zang Kejia. The first issue was headed by 18 old poems by the great man. In 76, the great man personally approved the resumption of publication.

It can be said that this magazine is at the same level as "Harvest" and "People's Literature", and its sales are also very impressive and its coverage is extremely wide. Although the audience of poetry is far less than that of novels, it is the only poetry publication that can compete, and it is the absolute king of this track.

He was about to open the envelope when his colleague urged him, "Oh, by the way, the boss asked you to go to his office as soon as you come back. The family of the little girl you saved is here."

"Oh, okay." Wei Ming had no choice but to put the four letters away and go to meet the guest first.

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In the office of the Security Department leader, the leader was receiving the Li family.

Dad, mom, grandpa, and the little girl involved were all there.

They have been here for a while, and the leader is a little anxious. "Xiao Wei, you knew they were coming today, so you had to go out."

He had already told the other party about Wei Ming's deeds as a poet and writer, and had received so much praise that he was now speechless.

The scene was awkward.

Just then, the office phone rang.

"What, our Peking University security guard, Wei Ming? Yes, yes, yes, he's from our unit! Ah! Yes, yes, yes, okay..."

After hanging up the phone, the leader excitedly said to the guests, "No wonder Xiao Wei hasn't returned yet. It turns out that he came into the city today and encountered a knife robbery. Our Xiao Wei stepped forward at the first time and easily subdued the knife-wielding robber. By the way, he also sent a pregnant woman to the hospital. The police station called to thank us."

Before the guests had time to react in surprise, Wei Ming knocked on the door and came in.

The leader introduced: "This is Comrade Wei Ming!"

"Girl, call someone!"

The three-year-old girl walked up to Wei Ming at her mother's urging...

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