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

Wu Huan returned to the office and immediately communicated with the printing factory.

Urgently print an additional 10,000 copies and make sure they are printed before leaving get off work in the evening.

It must be delivered to major bookstores before tomorrow morning.

After arranging everything, Wu Huan sat on a stool, lit a cigarette and started smoking.

He still hasn't figured out why the magazine suddenly had so many more sales?

"Science and Science Fiction" magazine is a weekly magazine, and it used to sell less than a thousand copies a week.

How come this issue just came out yesterday and today they say it’s not selling well enough?

Wu Huan couldn't help but pick up the draft on the table and start looking through it.

It’s still the same style as before, nothing different.

Suddenly, Wu Huan accidentally turned to the page where the novel "The Wandering Planet" was serialized.

Wu Huan's eyes lit up. If there was anything new, it would be Sun Liancheng's novel.

He admitted that the novel was interesting and imaginative.

But he couldn't quite believe that a novel could have such great appeal.

Can it directly increase the sales of novels tenfold?

Wu Huan began to seriously study this novel, which had only more than 10,000 words and took up a total of two pages in the magazine.

He also noticed that Sun Liancheng's pen name was particularly interesting: Director of the Universe.

……

After Sun Liancheng and Zhong Xiaoai came out of Gao Yuliang's house.

The two walked side by side on the road of Handan University campus.

Zhong Xiaoai held it in for a long time, and couldn't help asking, "Sun Liancheng, when did you teach Gao Fangfang to use colors to measure personality? Why don't I know about this?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Liancheng knew that if he didn't explain it properly.

I guess Zhong Xiaoai will not give up.

Sun Liancheng scratched his head and said, "Not long ago, it was the time when Gao Fangfang was suspected of being in a premature relationship."

"Gao Fangfang is in love early?" Zhong Xiaoai was a little surprised. "When? How come I didn't know about it?"

Sun Liancheng had no choice but to tell Wu Huifen about the last time she asked him to counsel Gao Fangfang.

Sun Liancheng also explained that he was just using the method of color to measure personality in order to relieve Gao Fangfang's vigilance against him.

After understanding the whole story, Zhong Xiaoai nodded.

"I knew that Hou Liangping was up to no good."

Zhong Xiaoai recalled the time when Hou Liangping gave Gao Fangfang extra lessons.

He kept sticking to Gao Fangfang and saying some nonsense.

Sun Liancheng smiled and said, "In fact, you should have noticed that Gao Fangfang is just beginning to fall in love at this age."

"She can't tell the difference between admiration and love."

"She is an only child, and the sudden appearance of a caring older brother makes it easier for her to mistakenly believe that it is love."

After Sun Liancheng finished speaking, he suddenly found that Zhong Xiaoai was looking at him with a smirk on her face.

"Xiao Ai, why are you looking at me like that? Am I wrong?"

"Yes, you are absolutely right." Zhong Xiaoai said with a smile:

"Why didn't I realize that you understand girls' minds so well?"

Sun Liancheng could tell that there was something wrong with the words.

"No, no, I don't really understand. I saw it in a book, hehe."

Zhong Xiaoai grabbed Sun Liancheng and asked, "Did you also read about personality traits based on color in a book?"

"Tell me, how much do you have that I don't know? If you confess, I will give you leniency. If you resist, I will give you severity."

Sun Liancheng smiled mischievously, "That's a lot. If you want to learn, just call me dear Brother Liancheng."

After saying that, Sun Liancheng ran forward.

Zhong Xiaoai chased after him, "Stop right there, you bad guy."

The two of them played and joked all the way to the school's living area.

After passing the living area, walk further to the dormitory area.

The two of them were running and making noise, and they felt a little thirsty.

Sun Liancheng is going to treat Zhong Xiaoai to popsicles.

He walked into the store, bought two popsicles and handed one to Zhong Xiaoai.

"I'll treat you to a popsicle, and we're even."

"Who said I'm even with you? You still owe me." Zhong Xiaoai took the popsicle and said with a pout:

When passing by the post office, Sun Liancheng planned to go in to see if there was any letter for him.

He calculated the time and found that it had been a week since he last sent a letter to his sister.

If his sister received the letter, she would probably write back to him.

"Xiao Ai, wait a moment, I'll go see if there's any letter for me."

Sun Liancheng walked into the post office and asked the postman at the counter to help check it.

It turns out it really does exist.

The postman handed over a letter, "Wait a minute, Sun Liancheng, right? There's another package for you."

"Package?" Sun Liancheng hadn't reacted yet.

The postman pulled out a snakeskin bag.

I filled half the bag, but I had no idea what was in it.

Sun Liancheng walked out of the post office holding the letter and dragging the snakeskin bag.

Zhong Xiaoai asked curiously: "Brother Liancheng, what's in this bag?"

Sun Liancheng shook his head. "It should be sent from my hometown. I'll open it and take a look later."

As he said that, he opened the letter first.

Yes, it’s the same beautiful handwriting as his sister Sun Xiaojuan.

"Brother, we received your letter and the money. Mom and Dad told you not to send money anymore because you spend a lot of money outside..."

"I have received the study materials and the Walkman you sent me. I like the Walkman very much. My teacher has always said that my hearing is not good. With this, I don't have to worry about it. Thank you, brother."

"By the way, you said that the Walkman was given to you by a sister. Please thank that sister for me..."

"By the way, brother, the walnuts in the mountains are ripe. Mom, you have loved eating walnuts since you were a child. I'll send them to you so you can try them. If you can't finish them, you can give them to your friends..."

Zhong Xiaoai was eating a popsicle and asked, "Brother Liancheng, who wrote the letter to you?"

Sun Liancheng smiled and said, "My sister sent it to me from home. She also wanted to thank you for the Walkman you gave her. She likes it very much."

"You told your sister." Zhong Xiaoai lowered her head a little embarrassedly, "This is nothing, I used it before."

Zhong Xiaoai obviously didn't expect that Sun Liancheng would mention her to his family.

I was suddenly surprised and a little nervous.

She couldn't help but speculate in her heart, wondering what Sun Liancheng's family would think of her.

Sun Liancheng opened the snakeskin bag and found half a bag of pecans, weighing several dozen kilograms.

Sun Liancheng vaguely remembers that pecans are not big in size, but they taste very fragrant.

When walnuts are ripe, people in the village go into the mountains to pick them.

Then they carried the walnuts and walked dozens of kilometers along the mountain roads to the county town to sell them to supplement the family income.

"Xiao Ai, have you ever eaten pecans?"

Zhong Xiaoai shook her head and said, "I've eaten walnuts, but I don't think there are any pecans."

Sun Liancheng picked up the snakeskin bag and said, "Come on, I'll take you back to the dormitory. You can take some back to try later."

When they arrived downstairs of the dormitory, Sun Liancheng asked Zhong Xiaoai to go back to the dormitory and bring down a basin.

After a while, Lu Yike rushed down from the dormitory with a basin in his hand.

"Hickory, here I come."

I just heard from Zhong Xiaoai that Sun Liancheng's hometown sent pecans.

Ask her to help bring some up.

Lu Yike picked up the washbasin and rushed down without waiting for Zhong Xiaoai.

"Senior, these pecans look really good. Pour more. Xiao Ai and I both love them."

Sun Liancheng poured a full basin of pecans.

"Is it enough? Can you carry it?"

"That's about right." Lu Yike brushed the dust off his hands.

Zhong Xiaoai looked at the full basin and estimated that it weighed more than ten kilograms.

"Alright, let's carry it together."

Lu Yike moved for a moment and said, "No need."

As he spoke, he picked up the basin with both hands and put it on his head with an effort.

He said with a relaxed look: "Let's go."