1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Half a month has passed in a flash, time flies like water.

Before we knew it, it was already the end of September.

Office of the Department of Chinese Language and Literature, Beijing Normal University.

The bright and soft morning light shone through the glass window and fell on Cheng Kaiyan and Jiang Ting, who were sitting opposite each other at their desks, dispelling the slight chill and drowsiness of the early morning.

On the desk was an enamel mug with the slogan "Labor is glorious," filled with boiling water, and wisps of white steam rose in the light.

"Whoosh..."

Cheng Kaiyan picked up her teacup, lowered her head and blew on the clear tea water that shimmered with a golden-red hue in the sunlight, then carefully took a sip of the hot tea, sweeping away all her fatigue.

He looked up at the beautiful woman opposite him, less than half a meter away, who was focused and earnestly translating a paper.

Although autumn has not truly arrived after the Autumnal Equinox, the sweltering heat in Beijing has gradually subsided.

According to the weather forecast on the radio, the average temperature will remain around 25 or 26 degrees Celsius, and can reach 10 or 20 degrees Celsius in the morning and evening.

Sure enough, the beautiful woman across from me wore a blue-gray Zhongshan suit over her white shirt today.

This was the first time Cheng Kaiyan had ever seen her in a Zhongshan suit. Logically speaking, shouldn't a women's suit suit suit suit a better match for her aunt's temperament?
However, wearing a Zhongshan suit, paired with gold-rimmed glasses on a straight nose, does give one the feel of a highly educated intellectual of this era.

Cheng Kaiyan stared at her for a while, expecting her to be the same as before, showing no reaction while she was watching her intently, and continuing to write her thesis translation with a focused and indifferent attitude.

"what happened?"

But now, his aunt put down her pen and looked up. A hint of helplessness flashed in her dark phoenix eyes as she glanced at him and said in a low voice.

"It seems a bit chilly this morning. Auntie, would you like some hot water?"

Cheng Kaiyan smiled gently and handed over the teacup.

His aunt probably couldn't bear to neglect him.

He thought this must be a small change that happened since his birthday not long ago.
That night, while getting ready, their silent exchange made them understand each other, confirming their feelings and love for one another.

But they also understood that for people like them, love was a relatively short-lived and unstable thing compared to lasting companionship.

What they want is a stable and secure happiness; this is their bottom line and the future they aspire to.

Therefore, the two never overstepped their boundaries.

If outsiders were to judge the relationship between Cheng Kaiyan and Jiang Ting now, it would seem quite respectful and harmonious, like a loving couple.

"It's getting a bit cold. After all, it'll be October in a few days, and autumn and winter won't be far behind."

Jiang Ting nodded slightly, took the teacup, and held it in her hands to warm it.

Although the weather wasn't very cool, the warm, moist air on your face under the sun always felt invigorating and pleasant.

"Yes, the weather got colder much earlier this year than last year, so it looks like the temperature will definitely be even lower this winter."

Cheng Kaiyan raised his hand to prop up his chin, watching with great interest as the beautiful woman, like a kitten drinking water, poked out her pink tongue to test the temperature, and then, because the hot water was a little too hot, immediately withdrew it in fear.

Deep down, she's still a little girl who hasn't grown up yet, how adorable.

"Ah."

Jiang Ting didn't pay attention to Cheng Kaiyan's gaze. She was looking forward to the arrival of winter. She thought that the cold winter and the snow would make people huddle indoors to keep warm, which gave her a sense of security.

The beautiful woman blew on the tea and took small, light sips.

Cheng Kaiyan continued to watch her quietly.

The atmosphere in the office was quiet and pleasant.

After a few minutes, Jiang Ting put down her teacup and asked, "If the paper can be translated this morning, it shouldn't affect the release on October 1st, right?"

The translation of the paper was far more complicated than they had imagined. Because the paper contained many academic terms in English, and there were no corresponding terms in Chinese, the teacher and student spent considerable effort to complete it today. "It won't bother you, Auntie, and I'm not afraid you'll laugh at me. Our first issue of *Ark* only has a print run of two thousand copies. According to the production capacity of printing plants in Beijing, typesetting and printing won't take more than two days."

"I'm still worried that we won't be able to sell all two thousand copies. I'll probably donate some to university libraries."

Cheng Kaiyan shook her head and explained very frankly.

Academic journals have always been a very niche field, regardless of the era.

Aside from being ordered by universities, academic research institutions, and corresponding academic societies, it is almost never available on the market.

Printing 2,000 copies in the first run is already quite confident.

After all, they had Cheng Kaiyan's thesis, as well as the works of nine scholars in the field of children's literature theory, all of which were carefully selected before being finalized.

My aunt's research paper on Totoro is also on there.

Cheng Kaiyan's paper was the first one, and hers was listed after Cheng Kaiyan's.

"Well, I'll talk to Director Fang later. Let's order a hundred copies for Beijing Normal University as well."

Jiang Ting stared at him with her dark phoenix eyes for a while, noticing his worried and somewhat embarrassed expression. After thinking for a moment, she comforted him.

She has now practically stepped into the role of a full professor at Beijing Normal University. In fact, she has more say in the university system than Cheng Kaiyan, an honorary professor and a renowned writer.

Although one hundred copies of "The Ark" would require an investment of over a thousand yuan, Jiang Ting could easily accomplish this by mentioning it in the name of broadening academic horizons.

"Thank you very much."

Cheng Kaiyan smiled and thanked her, then said, "Besides Beijing Normal University, I also plan to try to sell to Peking University, Tsinghua University, Renmin University, and Beijing Foreign Studies University. If all else fails, I'll give them away for free."

Sales figures are not the key; what's important is letting the academic community know that China now has its first academic journal dedicated to children's literature!

The goal is to quickly establish a reputation and solidify academic standing.

For academic journals, circulation is not the key factor; the most important factors are academic standing and quality.

"come on!"

"I hope to see 'Ark' become the number one children's literature magazine in China, and even the number one magazine in Asia, under your leadership, Xiao Yan!"

The beautiful woman was infected by his confident and high-spirited smile, and waved her small fist to cheer him on.

"Thank you, I will try my best."

Cheng Kaiyan also clenched her fist and gently bumped fists with the beautiful woman.

The two exchanged a smile and then continued with their work and studies.

At 11:30 a.m., Jiang Ting finished her paper translation and handed it to Cheng Kaiyan for review and revision. She then got up to find Director Fang.

"Ark? Is that the children's literature academic journal that Kaiyan and Professor Pu Manting founded?"

"Yes, should our school support it? Children's literature is a major that our school will be establishing next year. Why not make it a flagship major at Beijing Normal University?"

Jiang Ting suggested.

"Top-tier major... You're right. Here's what we'll do: I'll leave everything to you. If you need anything, just come to me. It would be best to organize an event that involves both teachers and students."

Upon hearing this, Director Fang's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand in agreement.

"Ah."

Jiang Ting nodded slightly and pondered for a moment, then said, "I'll put together a plan in a bit. What do you think of the knowledge-based question and answer format?"

"This is acceptable!"

(Here's a beautiful photo of my aunt.) (End of Chapter)