I, Sun Liancheng, have the universe in my heart, Zhong Xiaoai admires me

Zhong Xiaoai smiled and said, "My mother didn't mean anything else. She just wanted to thank you in person."

"Then it's settled, Brother Liancheng, I'll come see you tomorrow morning."

Sun Liancheng nodded and said, "Okay, Xiao Ai, I understand."

"By the way, Brother Liancheng, if you need anything, you can tell me, and you need to eat something nutritious."

After saying that, Zhong Xiaoai stuck out her tongue and ran away playfully.

Sun Liancheng smiled and shook his head. What a simple girl.

After closing the dormitory door, Sun Liancheng sat down at the desk, ready to continue writing his novel.

Suddenly, my attention was attracted by a book that Zhong Xiaoai had just read.

Sun Liancheng picked up the book as if possessed.

Two hundred-dollar bills fell out of the book.

He understood instantly that this must have been put in by Zhong Xiaoai when he was not paying attention.

"This girl is quite generous."

Sun Liancheng looked at the brand new hundred-dollar bill.

In this era, the purchasing power of two hundred yuan is equivalent to two thousand yuan in thirty years.

In order to save her own face, she actually secretly put the money inside the book.

Sun Liancheng complained in his heart: Actually, there is no need for that. I would accept it even if you gave it to me directly.

I am not Qi Tongwei, who is both vain and has a strong sense of self-esteem.

Who cares about that damn face? It’s not as good as a meal of braised pork.

Sun Liancheng put the two hundred-yuan bills into his pocket without hesitation.

I wrote a novel in the afternoon.

Sun Liancheng looked at the time and realized it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

He quickly put the manuscript in order.

I have to send a few more copies to other publishing houses before the post office closes at 5:30.

The more you send, the greater the chance that an editor will notice it.

Sun Liancheng put the manuscript into his backpack and walked out of the dormitory.

There was no Internet in that era, and many places didn’t even have telephone lines.

So the importance of the post office is self-evident.

There is a post office on the campus of Handong University.

When he arrived at the post office, Sun Liancheng took out the manuscript from his schoolbag.

"I want to send a letter."

The postman handed over several envelopes from the counter.

Sun Liancheng put the manuscript into an envelope, filled in the address and put a stamp on it.

The postman took the envelope.

"Your name is Sun Liancheng."

"Yes, my name is Sun Liancheng."

"Here's a registered letter for you."

As he spoke, the postman handed out an envelope.

"There's a letter from me? Could it be that the publishing house has received news so soon?"

Sun Liancheng couldn't wait to take the envelope.

Just as I was about to open it, a middle-aged man in his forties wearing metal-framed glasses walked in.

Sun Liancheng recognized him immediately; he was Gao Yuliang, a professor in the School of Political Science and Law.

He will be the third most important person in Handong Province in the future, but now he is just an ordinary professor.

And he is also one of the important targets that he wants to take down.

Sun Liancheng hurried forward to greet him.

"Hello, Mr. Gao. My name is Sun Liancheng."

Gao Yuliang adjusted his glasses and looked at Sun Liancheng.

There is always a calm smile on his face.

"Hello classmate, you don't seem to be a student in our department?"

Sun Liancheng nodded and said, "Yes, Mr. Gao, I am from the Department of Management and a student of your wife Wu Huifen."

"Qi Tongwei is my good brother, and I occasionally sit in on your classes with him."

Sun Liancheng knew that the first key to building closer relationships was to find a middleman who was known to both parties.

Wu Huifen is his wife and Qi Tongwei is his favorite student.

Moreover, Qi Tongwei will soon be Secretary Liang Qunfeng's son-in-law.

I believe Gao Yuliang will definitely remember me.

Hearing that he was his wife's student and Qi Tongwei's friend, Gao Yuliang nodded.

"Okay, you are welcome to come to my class often in the future."

Sun Liancheng immediately said humbly:

"Thank you, Mr. Gao. I heard from Tongwei that you also like to study the history of the Ming Dynasty. I am also writing a story about the Ming Dynasty. I hope you can give me more advice if there is a chance."

He knew that Gao Yuliang had two major hobbies in his life.

Planting flowers and studying Ming Dynasty history.

In his previous life, he failed because of a movie called "The 15th Year of Wanli".

So Sun Liancheng also deliberately catered to his wishes.

Sure enough, after hearing what Sun Liancheng said, Gao Yuliang became interested.

"Oh, you also like Ming history. You are welcome to discuss it with me when you have time."

"Of course, of course. I hope you can give me more guidance, Mr. Gao."

Sun Liancheng said politely:

After coming out of the post office.

Sun Liancheng opened the envelope.

Only after reading the content did I realize that the letter was not sent by the publishing house.

It was sent by his parents.

The words were written by his sister who is in high school.

Sun Liancheng read the letter.

The general content was to ask him which unit he was assigned to and what position he held.

Are you staying in Jingzhou? How much is your monthly salary?

Do you have time to come back and take a look?

Sun Liancheng closed the letter.

Known through the memory of the original owner Sun Liancheng.

My parents are still in my hometown, but my father seems to be in poor health and has been taking medicine for many years.

I also have a younger sister who is in high school and has excellent grades.

The family's expenses are all supported by my mother's work.

And Sun Liancheng is their pride.

For them, no matter where their sons are assigned, they are officials.

Being an official means you have a stable job and can hold your head high in your hometown.

But that's not what Sun Liancheng wants.

Sun Liancheng wanted to write back, but he didn't know how to write it or what to say.

I could only write a few simple sentences to encourage my sister to study hard and my parents to take care of their health.

After putting the letter into the envelope, he took out a hundred-dollar bill and put it in.

Then he put a stamp on it and stuffed the letter into the mailbox.

When passing by the girls' dormitory.

Sun Liancheng saw that the open space below the girls’ dormitory was crowded with people.

What happened?

Driven by curiosity, Sun Liancheng walked over.

"Is someone going to confess again?"

"Yes, you see, the flowers and candles are already laid out."

"Tsk, tsk, that's really romantic."

As soon as he approached, Sun Liancheng heard the students around him talking about it.

It turned out that someone confessed his love.

Ever since I gave Qi Tongwei advice last time and asked him to confess his feelings in public.

Many boys followed suit.

This kind of public confession ceremony is often performed.

In that relatively conservative era, expressing one's feelings in public seemed to have a high success rate.

Just as Sun Liancheng was shaking his head and preparing to leave, he suddenly heard someone say that Student Union President Hou Liangping was preparing to confess his love.

Sun Liancheng stopped immediately and squeezed over.

Sure enough, I saw Hou Liangping and Chen Hai arranging candles on the ground.

Sun Liancheng knew without even thinking that he was going to confess his feelings to Zhong Xiaoai.

Soon, Hou Liangping arranged the candles.

"Okay Haizi, we are ready here, now it's up to Sister Chen Yang."

Chen Hai said confidently: "Don't worry, my sister has gone to find Xiao Ai."

As long as Chen Yang calls Zhong Xiaoai down from the dormitory, the ceremony can officially begin.

Hou Liangping had already begun to imagine in his mind how moved Zhong Xiaoai would be when she saw this scene.