Nominal: Who isn't a son-in-law?

After listening, Qi Tongwei gave a self-deprecating laugh: "So I've reached a dead end?"

"Do you think Teacher Liang Lu is pretty?" Chu Shijun asked.

"Beautiful," Qi Tongwei nodded. Liang Lu was thirty years old this year, only ten years older than him. Her charm was unmatched by any of the girls in the class. When he first saw Liang Lu, he was also attracted to her, but after that incident, he changed his mind.

"If you want to improve, Ms. Liang Lu is a good choice. I know you have a grudge because of that incident, but you should know that she only has this one boyfriend. In ten or twenty years, you will find that this is not a big deal."

"As for the rumors about her infertility, medical technology is developing rapidly. Western IVF technology is already quite mature, and it is estimated that it will be introduced to China soon. With her family background, it will not be difficult for her to have children."

"As for your so-called love with Chen Yang, the relationship is not even confirmed yet. It's all just a castle in the air. You might as well think about it some more. Or you can ask Teacher Gao for his opinion, which can also be used as a reference. But no matter what, this is your own path, and you have to choose. Go to sleep."

Qi Tongwei nodded, said nothing more, got up and went into the restroom.

Chu Shijun watched his retreating figure and sighed softly. He also wanted to know how Qi Tongwei would choose this time.

He had already given the other party the best option. As long as Qi Tongwei got close to the Liang family early on, he would undoubtedly avoid many detours. In addition, without the Zhao Lichun incident, Liang Qunfeng could still help him advance.

If Chu Shijun hadn't had Pei Qianqian and his hometown as options, he would have pursued Liang Lu without hesitation. As for Zhong Xiaoai, she was never one of his choices. After all, when it comes to being a son-in-law, it's best to stand tall, isn't it?

After the two finished washing up and went to bed, their other two roommates returned shortly afterward. In this era without electronic entertainment, the concept of staying up all night didn't exist.

The group went to sleep early and the night passed without incident.

……

The next morning, around six o'clock, Chu Shijun woke up naturally and quietly went to the grove of trees not far from the dormitory building to practice the Five Animal Frolics.

This is a habit he has cultivated over the years: to maintain good health in order to welcome the magnificent future.

After typing it slowly three times, it was almost seven o'clock.

After returning to his dormitory and washing up, Chu Shijun picked up his manuscript and arrived at Pei Qianqian's dormitory building just in time.

After waiting for about three or four minutes, Pei Qianqian came running out, hopping and skipping.

"Let's go mail the letter."

"Let's go to the cafeteria and eat first, otherwise someone will be starving again soon."

"How annoying!" Pei Qianqian rolled her eyes at him, but felt a warmth in her heart at his concern.

On the way, their hands touched without them even realizing it, and they clasped hands tightly.

……

After dinner, Chu Shijun didn't rush to mail the paper. Instead, he bought some good paper, took Pei Qianqian to the library, and found a quiet corner to sit down.

"Are you still going to write? You wrote so much yesterday, you can just mail it in." Pei Qianqian asked curiously.

"When mailing the manuscript, it should be done formally, so as not to make things difficult for our aunt."

After saying this, Chu Shijun took out the good paper he had bought, picked up a pen, and wrote on it:

(Editors from the Literature Editorial Department of Daxia Daily, Publishing House;)

Hello!

I am writing to express my sincere gratitude for your kind invitation to submit my manuscript to your esteemed publishing house… The details of the manuscript are as follows…

I am a student at Handong University... just some humble opinions... Best regards!

After finishing writing this, Chu Shijun took a new sheet of paper and began to carefully copy the contents from the notebook. His regular script was beautifully written.

Pei Qianqian took a look and exclaimed, "Shijun, this is so official and formal! If it were me, I would probably send the notebook over."

Upon hearing this, Chu Shijun smiled and said, "The Great Xia Daily is an authoritative media outlet, so of course it has to be formal. Besides, we can't make things difficult for Auntie. It would be too inappropriate to actually mail the notebook over."

"I'll do whatever you say." Pei Qianqian nodded, glanced at Chu Shijun's copying speed, and then stood up, saying, "I'll go back to my dorm for a bit, and I'll be right back."

……

After leaving the library, Pei Qianqian walked straight towards the school administration building and arrived at the place where she made a phone call.

In 87, mobile communication had not yet become widespread, and telephone calls were usually made through transfers.

"Excuse me, where do you want to go?" the receptionist asked with a smile. There weren't many people at this time, so she was the only one at the window.

"The Great Xia Daily in Beijing," Pei Qianqian said with a smile, picking up the phone from the counter.

"it is good."

Not long after, a voice came from the phone in Pei Qianqian's hand: "Daxia Daily headquarters, where to connect?"

"Zhou Yuqiong".

At this time, in the capital city, at the headquarters of the Da Xia Daily.

In an office with a sign that read "Deputy Editor-in-Chief," a middle-aged woman in her forties with shoulder-length short hair was intently writing something at her desk.

Suddenly, a telephone on the table rang. She picked it up casually and said, "This is Zhou Yuqiong from Daxia Daily."

"Auntie, guess who I am?" Pei Qianqian's sweet voice came through the microphone.

Upon hearing the voice, Zhou Yuqiong smiled gently, adjusted her glasses, and replied, "I don't know, I haven't heard it in over half a year, I'm not very familiar with it."

"Oh, it's Qianqian. I called you during the summer vacation, but my cousin answered."

"I know, but you didn't call again after that, did you?" Zhou Yuqiong didn't respond to the previous question, and changed the subject, saying, "You've never called my number before, is there something wrong? If not, call my home number after get off work."

"It's just a little thing. A classmate of mine has written a book that he's preparing to publish, and he'd like you to give him your feedback. I've read the book; it's very well written..."

Zhou Yuqiong frowned after listening. Her niece had praised the book extensively, suggesting that things were not simple. However, she didn't ask any further questions over the phone and simply said, "I understand. What's the name? I can't keep the phone line busy for too long. Let's talk when I get home."

"His name is Chu Shijun, and the book is titled 'The Rise of a Great Power.' I'll mail the manuscript to you in a bit. Auntie, please keep an eye out when it arrives, and don't forget..."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yuqiong narrowed her eyes.

The title, "The Rise of a Great Power: The World of Chu," has a grand and imposing feel to it.

She picked up the phone to call her brother-in-law, but hesitated for a moment and instead made another call.

After the call connected, she said directly, "Is this the branch of the Handong Provincial Daily? This is Zhou Yuqiong."

The sound of a chair rubbing against each other came from the other end of the phone, followed by a strong, clear voice: "This is Xiao Hu, Minister Zhou. Please give your instructions."

"It's not really an instruction, but please compile a list of student information for Class 3, 85, Department of Political Science and Law at Han University, especially for the male students. It needs to be detailed. You can ask Director Zhou of the Provincial Department of Education for assistance; I'll put in a good word for him."

"Please rest assured, I guarantee the mission will be completed."

After hanging up the phone, Zhou Yuqiong called over the department head in charge of receiving mail and specifically instructed him to bring Chu Shijun's manuscript to her later.