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Chapter 147, Destiny (Subscribe!)

Wujiaochang is composed of five roads, Xiangyin, Huangxing, Siping, Handan and Songhu. Formed in the 5s and s, the five divergent roads "cut" Wujiaochang into five corners like cutting a cake.

There are many universities, factories and military units around Wujiaochang, and many bus lines have their starting or terminal stations here.

Outside the Blue Sky Hotel is a busy transportation hub. At Siping Road, there is the starting point of bus No. 55 that goes to the Bund and Shiliupu Wharf, and at Handan Road, there is the starting point of trolleybus No. 9 that goes to Luxun Park in Hongkou.

The endless stream of people comes and goes in a hurry.

Teachers and students from Fudan University, University of Finance and Economics, and Tongji University would also gather along these two roads to "go to the market" at Wujiaochang. Sitting in the restaurant, Li Heng could hear the "symphony" of whistles, shouts, and car bells outside the wall.

There are also endless loudspeaker announcements: "Line 55, heading to Xinkaihe, passing Guoding Road, Guoquan Road, Tongji University..."; "Line 9 tram, heading to Luxun Park, passing Fudan University, Yunguang New Village, Dabaishu..."; and "Please buy a ticket when getting on the bus and show your monthly pass!" and so on.

Well, although the Pentagon cannot be compared with the prosperity of later generations, it is clearly on the road to transformation from farmland to urbanization.

We ordered a table of stir-fried and braised dishes, and also ordered the Blue Sky Hotel’s signature braised chicken feet and meat buns.

Seeing a customer holding an iced drink, Sun Manning curiously asked the waiter who took the order: "Is that drink also from your store?"

The waiter said in a standard tone: "Yes, miss, our hotel has imported an ice machine from abroad, and the ice drinks are freshly made from fruits."

Zhang Zhiyong said, "How much does that cost per cup?"

The waiter replied: "1.6 yuan per cup."

"Hiss! So expensive?" The heartless man shouted subconsciously.

No wonder he was surprised. You know, the daily wage in his hometown is only 1.5 yuan. A cup of frosted fruit drink like this costs 1.6 yuan. Isn't this fucking robbery?
Robbing money faster than robbing a bank!

The waiter just smiled weirdly and stood there without saying anything.

Seeing this, Li Heng immediately said to the waiter, "Please give each of us a glass."

Zhang Zhiyong hated being looked down upon the most. He stared at the waiter and said, "Give me two drinks!"

The waiter smiled again and turned away.

Zhang Zhiyong craned his neck and asked, "Uncle Heng, do I look too much like a country bumpkin?"

This made Sun Manning laugh non-stop, "You have a pointed face and two mustaches on your mouth, which makes you look mean. Your clothes are not ironed yet, and they are wrinkled here and there. Hehe, you really look like one."

"is it?"

Zhang Zhiyong lowered his head and fiddled with his clothes. After a long while, he blushed and said, "Fuck! I'm going to go shopping and buy clothes later. I want to let the people of Shanghai see how handsome I am when I buy 10 sets of clothes at a time."

Seeing his unconvinced look, Sun's mother, Mai's mother, Mai Dong and others all laughed knowingly. They had been getting along with each other for a long time and had already figured out what kind of person Zhang Zhiyong was. His nickname, "Simple-minded", must be correct.

But you know what, after that interruption from Quxinyan, the atmosphere at the dinner table became exceptionally good. Everyone was chatting together, feeling free and relaxed.

Not long after, the frost drink arrived. Li Heng took a sip and felt that it was just like that, with no special taste. The only pleasant thing was the cool feeling in his mouth.

But the other people at the table were different. They had not been exposed to the various milk teas and grass jelly drinks of later generations. The fruit flavor and milkshake mixed in their mouths was icy and refreshing, so novel!

Li Heng found that everyone at the table loved it, including the local Zouping.

Even Wheat Ear drank two sips in a row.

Seeing him looking at her, Mai Sui asked tenderly, "Are you not used to it?"

Li Heng smiled and waved his hand: "No, I have to save my stomach for food first."

Hearing this, Mai Sui tilted her head to think about it, then put down the drink, indicating that she was saving some for her stomach as well.

The dishes came and filled the table. Although they were a bit expensive and there was no chili, the taste was really good. At least Maidong and others could eat them and kept eating with their chopsticks.

Sun Manning puffed up his cheeks and said, "Wow! The food is delicious. If it had more chili, I would definitely eat half a bowl more of rice."

This statement was recognized by everyone. Li Heng said: "It's easy to eat chili peppers. You can make it yourself when the time comes. You can have as much as you want and make it as spicy as you want."

Mai Sui understood what he meant, "Li Heng, are you planning to rent a house?"

Hearing this, everyone raised their heads and looked at him.

Facing everyone's gaze, Li Heng said bluntly: "I have just started writing my new book, and I need a quiet environment to write it. I also have more than 140 books at Old Zou's place, and the school dormitory definitely can't hold them all."

This matter concerns the interests of the magazine and Zouping's dream of becoming a gold medal editor. Zouping was the most supportive and immediately patted his chest and said, "Lao Li, leave this matter to me. I am familiar with this area. I will help you arrange it after dinner."

Li Heng was unfamiliar with the place and really needed the other party's help, so he didn't refuse: "Okay, I'll go with you."

Zouping paid for the meal.

In order to save his temper, Zhang Zhiyong rushed to pay, but Zouping took the initiative to pay the bill back with the words, "This is your first day in Shanghai. As a local, how can I ask you to treat me to a meal? It doesn't make sense."

Before leaving, Zhang Zhiyong walked around the hotel and gestured to Li Heng when he came out: "Damn it! I remember that guy. His surname is Shen. He was one of the first waiters in the Blue Sky Hotel to be hired by the public. Now he has become a foreman."

Sun Manning next to him asked jokingly, "What? You can't get over it?"

Zhang Zhiyong said fiercely to the sky: "I want to be friends with her!!!"

Zhang Zhiyong's face was shaking when he said this!

Sun Manning teased, "I just observed that this Shen is one of the best-looking waitresses in the Blue Sky Hotel. If you want to make friends with her, you'll have to put in some money."

Zhang Zhiyong spitted and said, "Don't be afraid of anything. My bastard is making a fortune in Zijiang. If I don't help him to lose his money, he will use it on women."

Li Heng, Mai Sui and Sun Manning looked at each other for a while, and the next second they laughed out loud with joy.

Ouch! Tiger is a little bit stupid, but everyone is still happy with him around.

Blue Sky Hotel, second floor box.

Huang Zhaoyi, who had been patient for a long time, looked out the window at the group of people leaving. Then she asked, "Editor-in-Chief Liao, are all the guests Zouping is entertaining today from southern Hunan?"

You can't hide your accent.

Except for Li Heng, whose Mandarin was almost unadulterated, the others more or less had a strong Hunan regional accent.

Especially Zhang Zhiyong, his speaking style is very distinct and has a hint of slang.

Liao Hua replied: "Indeed, I am from southern Hunan."

Huang Zhaoyi further asked: "Are you from Shao City?"

In fact, this question is easy to guess. What if this group of people are not from Shao City? What if the writer December is not among this group of people?

That's not worth Zouping selling so hard for.

She had received Zouping's updates in the past few days, so she specially sought out Editor-in-Chief Liao to have dinner here.

Today's encounter with Li Heng and his gang seemed to be accidental, but it was not accidental at all.

Since Huang Zhaoyi was rejected two months ago, she seemed fine. She worked, taught, performed on stage, ate and relaxed.

But whenever I have free time, whenever I stay alone at home, I feel bored and the more I think about it, the more I get angry. Am I that unbearable?

She thought too much and even suspected at one point that the opposite sex who had shown interest in her in the past were all attracted by her family background, not because of her charm!

Liao Hua put down his chopsticks and nodded.

Huang Zhaoyi once again looked at the gradually disappearing figure, and after a long pause, she asked, "Which one is the writer December? The middle-aged man? Or the young man?"

Originally, according to the letter Li Heng sent her, she initially guessed it was Mai Dong.

Maidong fits the description in the letter: a middle-aged man with a wife in poor health who needs care and a young daughter who is getting engaged, so he can't leave during the summer vacation. But there is something that puzzles her: Maidong looks pretty good, but he lacks the air of a scholar. Instead, he has a heroic aura. Combined with his skin color, he looks like a person who travels all year round and is full of sophistication.

This was inconsistent with her image of herself as a teacher and writer.

On the contrary, the young man with a tough face not only had a gentle temperament, but also exuded an artistic air all over his body. Moreover, he subconsciously took a step back when he saw her, which made her suspicious.

Of course, the most important reason why she asked this was that when she tentatively invited Zou Ping to have dinner together, Zou Ping instinctively looked at Li Heng.

Based on this point, Huang Zhaoyi concluded that Li Heng must be the most important guest in Zouping.

However, Li Heng is really too young. Judging from his age, he is about the same as his niece. Did "To Live" and "Cultural Journey" really write each other?

In order to communicate fluently with the writer December and to resonate with her soul, she read "To Live" seven times.

She couldn't put "Cultural Journey" down, which surprised her more and made her love it more than "To Live". She would read it whenever she had free time in the past two days. Looking at the extremely beautiful words and the Dunhuang Mogao Grottoes, Crescent Lake, Dujiangyan, Liuhou Temple and the Three Gorges that came to life on the paper, she had never felt so happy.

But every time after the spiritual joy, I would feel distressed. This great writer was putting on airs and denying himself before we even met.

Every time this happened, she would feel very regretful, regretting sending the photos to the other party on impulse.

Otherwise, in this hazy state, maybe I could still receive his letter on time.

Huang Zhaoyi confessed her inner thoughts to herself in front of the mirror countless times: What's wrong with me?
Are you really attracted by the other person's talent and writing?
Or are you still unable to accept the rejection?

When people wrote to her, there was no ambiguous words in the letters, just warm at most, but she liked this kind of light and gentle words and never got tired of reading them.

Before going out today, she deliberately wore a pair of sunglasses, just because she didn't want the other party to see clearly what she was thinking. Through the letters, she felt that the writer December was a master at seeing through people's hearts, and she was inexplicably afraid.

Editor-in-Chief Liao was a little troubled about the issue of Huang Zhaoyi, because he could clearly feel that Li Heng did not want to be further involved with Zhaoyi.

To be honest, he was also quite depressed.

Zhaoyi had a good family background and was beautiful and graceful. She had no shortage of suitors since she was a child. However, she developed inappropriate emotions towards Li Heng, whom she had never met.

What's even more ironic is that Li Heng is not only younger than her, but also quite averse to this.

After thinking for a long time, Editor-in-Chief Liao sighed and said, "Zhaoyi, it doesn't matter who the other person is. What matters is your attitude."

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Editor-in-Chief Liao paused, then changed his tone and said with a wry smile: "You already have the answer in your heart, why bother asking me?"

Huang Zhaoyi said: "There is indeed an answer, but this answer makes me even more confused."

Editor-in-Chief Liao was speechless, and understood the other party's confusion, so he said: "On the day I came back from Dongting Lake, I took "Cultural Journey" to the teacher's home.

After reading it, the teacher sighed, "Every generation has its own talented people, and the old ones are replaced by the new ones. I was right about him."

Talented people emerge in every generation, and the old are replaced by the new. Combining the context of "newcomers" and the noble status of Mr. Ba who said this, everything becomes clear.

Who is the writer December?
The answer is self-evident.

Is it him?
Huang Zhaoyi suddenly felt very uncomfortable and fell into a long silence.

Then he just drank one glass after another, without eating any food, and without asking Editor-in-Chief Liao to drink with him. He just drank eight small glasses in a row before putting down his glass.

8 small cups of white wine, which is half a pound.

Editor-in-Chief Liao just kept looking at her, without trying to comfort her, nor offering to drink with her, nor making a sound to disturb her.

Because he is also a cultured person, he can understand the loneliness of being at the top and the solitude of Guanghan Palace. He finally met someone who was willing to sacrifice his soul.
The result is this.!

Don't talk about your background, don't talk about how excellent your own conditions are. In this kind of worldly relationship, the more you refuse to accept your fate, the more you will lose completely. No matter who replaces you, it will be useless and bitter for anyone.

This is an unsolvable problem.

A long time passed, and at one point, the half-drunk Huang Zhaoyi slowly raised her head and said, "Editor-in-Chief Liao, my business..."

"I understand." Editor-in-Chief Liao didn't embarrass her and nodded to indicate that he would keep it a secret for her.

Huang Zhaoyi poured two more glasses of wine, placed one in front of Editor-in-Chief Liao, raised the glass and said, "Thank you, this is for you."

Editor-in-Chief Liao was helpless: "Zhaoyi, you can't drink anymore."

Huang Zhaoyi smiled, raised her head and drank it all in one gulp.

Editor-in-Chief Liao didn’t leave and finished drinking it.

Huang Zhaoyi put down the cup, calmed herself down, took out her sunglasses from her bag and put them on again.

Then she took out a Mercedes-Benz key and handed it to the other party, "I feel a little dizzy and can't drive. Please take me down."

Editor-in-Chief Liao nodded, took the car keys, and followed her out of the private room.

The Mercedes is a 230TE model, which is imported. Even in a big city like Shanghai, having a car like this these days is quite eye-catching.

It is more eye-catching than driving a Rolls-Royce in later generations.

After closing the car door and starting the car, Editor-in-Chief Liao asked, "Zhaoyi, where are you going? Home?"

Huang Zhaoyi thought for a long time, leaned back in her chair and said, "Please take me to my sister's house."

Editor-in-Chief Liao realized that this was because she didn't want to stay alone at home and was afraid of trouble.

After the car drove for a while, Huang Zhaoyi suddenly asked, "Fudan University?"

Editor-in-Chief Liao nodded: "Yes."

Huang Zhaoyi didn't ask any more questions, closed her eyes and began to rest.

the other side.

After returning to the hotel and taking a short rest, Mai Sui's family of three, Sun Manning's mother and daughter, and Zhang Zhiyong went to Fudan University to tour the campus.

Li Heng also did not rest, and started looking for a house with Zou Ping.

Zouping asked: "Lao Li, what kind of house do you want to find? What are your requirements for the house?"

Li Heng had thought about this a long time ago, and said immediately: "For writing, it should be quiet and safe, and not too far from the school.

Finally, it has to be clean. I can’t stay in a dirty environment. It’s also prone to breeding rats and cockroaches. I can’t accept that.”

After hearing this, Zou Ping thought for a long time and suggested: "Then let's go to the school to see if there are any vacancies in the faculty building. It is difficult to meet these three requirements outside.

At the intersection of Siping Road and Handan Road, there is an old building left over from the Japanese occupation period. It is now a military barracks, and they have drills every day, which will affect you. "

"Okay, let's go to the school first. If we really can't find it, we'll come out later." Li Heng responded.

After reaching a consensus, the two drove their minivan straight to Fudan University.

The old school gate of Fudan University is located on the west side of Yanyuan. It is a gate of archway style and was built in the 10th year of the Republic of China. In the early 1950s, the old school gate was demolished.

Soon, the new school gate on Handan Road was completed. It has a square flat roof and is made up of eight square columns; the columns are made of red bricks. In the middle of the school gate is a fence iron gate, and there are small bungalows on both sides.

It does not have the classical flying eaves and hanging corners of other famous universities, nor the magnificent carved beams and painted buildings. It looks very ordinary from the outside.

But it is Fudan University, and no one dares to underestimate it.

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