1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 322 Time flies, one year... one month has passed
"Professor Cheng?"

"Professor Cheng? What are you doing~"

"Don't write the title. You are a professor now. What else is there for you to write?"

in the living room.

The radiator was emitting warm air, making the living room warm as spring.

Open all day long.

Even the small pot of jasmine on the dining table seemed to be about to bloom.

You have to know that this is a single-petal jasmine that only blooms in May, which shows how high the heating temperature in the north is.

Cheng Kaiyan was only wearing an autumn shirt and the Beijing Dance Academy's school uniform jacket. She sat cross-legged on the carpet, writing the questions with a focused expression.

Opposite the coffee table, there was also a girl with a ponytail sitting cross-legged, wearing only a long-sleeved shirt.

She held the chopsticks in one hand and ate the white radish and beef soup that Cheng Kaiyan had just brought her. With the other hand, she poked the back of Cheng Kaiyan's free left hand with her slender fingers, and smiled as she called Cheng Kaiyan by his new name - Professor Cheng.

As for the series of teasing remarks from Liu Xiaoli, it was because Principal Wang and the others wanted to apologize to my aunt, so Cheng Kaiyan came with them at noon. After apologizing, he became an honorary professor, which naturally could not be hidden from the two of them.

"Say something!"

Not getting a response, Liu Xiaoli imitated Cheng Kaiyan's tone that afternoon.

"You didn't learn everything. Did I just say these five words?"

Cheng Kaiyan said without raising her head and continued writing the question.

After the joy, the honorary professor felt just that way.

After all, it is a nominal position, valid only in Beijing Normal University, and cannot be fulfilled in the short term.

It would be better to focus on the postgraduate entrance examination at the end of the year. Academic qualifications and knowledge are the foundation, while lecturer and professor are just titles.

However, his girlfriend was happy and found it interesting, and kept calling him Professor Cheng.

"..."

Of course Liu Xiaoli knew what else he shouted.

But she couldn't even shout it out. Not to mention shouting, she felt too embarrassed even to think about it in her mind.

"Wife, there's this."

The beautiful woman who was resting on the sofa after dinner suddenly added.

She remembered it very clearly.

"...Auntie, could you please not be so honest next time? This guy is obviously trying to tease me with these words!"

Liu Xiaoli was silent because of her aunt's words. She looked up and reminded her.

"I know."

"what do you know?"

"I know he's teasing you, so I want to try and see if you're that easy to tease."

The icy beauty glanced back at her and spoke in a faint tone.

"..."

Liu Xiaoli's tone froze, her fists clenched, and her voice rose several degrees: "Okay, okay, you two are professors, and you bully me because I'm a student, right?"

Although her boyfriend became an honorary professor, she was very happy and proud.

But Liu Xiaoli has always been a strong-willed girl. She knows that her comrade Xiao Cheng is a very capable guy, but she also knows that she is actually inferior to him in many aspects, such as salary, knowledge, ability, and literary talent...

After she was admitted to the Beijing Dance Academy, she was happy for a long time, not only because she could fulfill her dance career, but also because she had become a college student in terms of academic qualifications.

Liu Xiaoli did not mean to suppress Cheng Kaiyan, but this academic qualification would make her more confident and give her the confidence to prove that she is also very outstanding and worthy of Cheng Kaiyan.

But now... he has become a professor!
Thinking of this, the girl pursed her lips, feeling a little complicated.

However, she has always been gentle in nature, and she quickly realized that what she had just said was actually not very nice.

After all, today is a good day, but I feel a little emotional and lost in my heart.

Liu Xiaoli took two deep breaths, calmed down, and lowered her head to continue eating.

But this time.

Cheng Kaiyan, who hadn't looked up for a long time, looked at her and said with a gentle smile, "Sister Xiaoli, I'm not an honorary professor yet. I've only been given the title temporarily. The professorship will be publicly awarded by the school's academic committee after my academic paper on the nature of children's literature is published. This will also dispel other people's doubts."

"Uh-huh."

Liu Xiaoli listened quietly and nodded obediently.

She knew that her partner had noticed her emotions and said these words to comfort her.

All of a sudden, that little emotion disappeared, and was filled with soft and warm emotions.

Maybe it's warmth, maybe it's happiness.

But...why am I so easy to please?

The girl suddenly reacted and thought to herself.

"Honorary professor is just an honor given within the university. It is just a symbol of academic honor. There is no teaching obligation, no corresponding authority, and even no salary. In other words, Xiaoyan is a fake."

At this time, my aunt, who was lying down to rest, also spoke up and explained in detail.

"So this is ah!"

After hearing her aunt's explanation, Liu Xiaoli's round almond eyes immediately lit up.

After all this time it turns out to be a fake!

"Ahem... I get paid at the associate professor level, 100 yuan a month."

Cheng Kaiyan sat up straight and seriously reminded the two that his current identity and status were extraordinary.

"I'm only sixty-five..."

Liu Xiaoli felt very sad. She just raised her head, but then lowered it again.

"I'm one hundred and fifty." The beautiful woman glanced at him indifferently, as if to say, "Who can you beat?"

Cheng Kaiyan: “…”

This look from the beautiful woman made him understand the cold and cruel reality. No matter whether he was an honorary professor or not, in this family, he could not get away with it in front of her!
"It doesn't matter if he's a fake professor. In my opinion, Comrade Xiao Cheng is already a professor."

However, Liu Xiaoli smoothed the hair around her ears, looked over with gentle eyes, and comforted her softly.

"Sister Xiaoli..."

Cheng Kaiyan shed tears. My sister Xiaoli is really caring.

He glanced at his aunt. She didn't look like someone!
At this time, Jiang Ting was reading a book silently and ignored him.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, Liu Xiaoli finished her meal and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes.

"Just take a rest in the living room."

Cheng Kaiyan put down his pen, closed his notebook, stood up, stretched, and moved the coffee table away.

The beautiful woman on the sofa immediately understood what he meant and went back to her room to get a few pillows from the closet.

The living room fell silent, leaving only the even breathing of the three people.

The sunlight outside the balcony moved quietly, shining through the window, onto the young man and woman lying intimately on the carpet, and the beautiful woman with a plump figure on the sofa.

The sunlight is as quiet as that shining through a deep lake.

……

Peaceful and harmonious days like this are almost a part of Cheng Kaiyan's life.

Since he doesn't have to go to class, he stays at home every day.

Every morning he would study the professional knowledge for the postgraduate entrance examination, write down the questions, and before lunch, recall what he had learned that day.

I took a nap after lunch, and continued to build the thesis framework and write my graduation thesis in the afternoon.

At night, it depends on the situation. Sometimes when I’m bored, I’ll write “My Neighbor Totoro”. If I’m tired, I won’t write and will just go to sleep.

Life is very fulfilling and satisfying.

On December 5, when the Pennsylvania delegation left, Cheng Kaiyan went to see them off. He exchanged the results of this period with Professor Ansel and agreed to exchange letters on the 5th of every month to communicate progress.

After seeing the professor off, Cheng Kaiyan continued to study and prepare for the postgraduate entrance examination at the end of the month.

It was December 9th.

"Is Comrade Cheng Kaiyan here? There is a letter for you!"

The postman came with some letters.

One was a letter from the General Political Department's field research and essay writing working group. It was sealed tightly and the envelope was very thick. Stuffed inside was a stack of big unity notes, totaling one thousand yuan. This was the prize money for the first prize in the field research and essay writing contest.

All in all, Cheng Kaiyan's net worth finally exceeded 10,000 yuan.

Achievement of becoming a millionaire, Get it!

The other letter was from Lin Qingshui, asking him whether his injury had healed and how he was doing recently. He also mentioned that he was taking a vacation and going back to his hometown to visit relatives. He gave a specific address in a small county town in Sichuan and asked him to send the letter there.

Another letter came from abroad, from Professor Ansel, saying that his nephew had opened a publishing house, which was not very large, but had a good influence in Philadelphia. He asked Ansel if he wanted to publish with this publishing house. If possible, he would recommend it to Cheng Kaiyan.

"Weimin, please sit down and have some tea. I'll go back and write a few letters. You can take them away later."

"It's okay, go ahead. I just happened to have a letter sent back from Japan. I'll take it to your neighbor."

The postman waved his hand to indicate that everything was fine.

Cheng Kaiyan was stunned. A letter sent from Japan?

Is it that girl Zhao Ruixue?
Without waiting for Cheng Kaiyan to ask, the postman turned around and left, going to deliver the letter to Aunt Zhao's house next door.

"Hey……"

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head, turned around and went into the house to write a letter.

More than ten minutes later, Cheng Kaiyan came out with a few envelopes and handed them to the postman.

"Thank you very much. By the way, have you finished writing your fairy tale?"

"what?"

The postman was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head in shame, "No, I don't dare to send it."

"Bring it to me tomorrow."

Cheng Kaiyan was speechless. It’s been almost half a year, right?

There are hundreds of chapters.

"That's so embarrassing..."

The postman was coy.

"It's okay. I happen to be writing a novel. I'll show it to you when the time comes. If it's good, I'll send it to you directly. The chances of it being published will be higher."

"Kai Yan, thank you so much! I won't charge you for sending letters in the future! You are the only one who supports me. My wife and father-in-law disagree. They think it is a waste of time and affects the work of the postman."

The postman's eyes turned red and he felt very sad!
It's really hard to be a son-in-law!
The next day, he came with his novel. Cheng Kaiyan took a look at it and thought it was okay, so she pointed out some problems and asked him to go back and revise it.

This time it will probably take another ten days or half a month.

But Cheng Kaiyan was not in a hurry. After all, he had only written a few thousand words for "My Neighbor Totoro".

Before she knew it, Cheng Kaiyan's graduation thesis was finally completed.

December 15th was the previously agreed deadline for submission of the graduation thesis.

Early in the morning, Cheng Kaiyan dressed up and rode his bike to Beijing Normal University with his thesis.

If nothing unexpected happens, today will be the day when the writers' class disbands.

"Kai Yan! I have a train tonight, let's go out for lunch later!"

As soon as he entered the classroom, Ye Xin saw Cheng Kaiyan coming and shouted at the top of his voice.

(End of this chapter)