Chapter 78 078 Two Letters (please vote for collection)
Fang Minghua walked into the classroom and saw Zhao Hongjun sitting in the back row, so he went over and sat next to him.
"What? Is your identity exposed?" Zhao Hongjun whispered.
"How do you know? Who told you?"
Fang Minghua remembered that this guy skipped class again in the morning.
"You still need to ask? Look at the way everyone looks at you now."
There is indeed something different.
Fang Minghua chuckled and said in a low voice: "If you are revealed to be the son of a provincial leader, I think everyone will look at you differently."
"Dede." Zhao Red Army shook his head, but had a serious look on his face: "Minghua, look at the way everyone looks at you now. There is envy, jealousy, and respect. If everyone knows that I am the son of a provincial leader, do you know what everyone will look at? Looking at me?”
“What look?”
"There will definitely be envy, jealousy, and even flattery, but there will definitely not be respect, and maybe there will be hatred!"
Huh?
"So, I am self-aware." Zhao Hongjun smiled lightly.
Indeed, Zhao Hongjun behaved relatively low-key in class. Outside the classroom, he smoked "Narrow Monkey" with a filter tip. This kind of cigarette is quite popular in Xijing, and is certainly better than "Yangqun" and "Sheep Qun". "Da Qianmen" is good, but compared to "Peony" and "Phoenix" it is still inferior. It is considered an alternative among their gang of young men.
The two were chatting when the teacher hurried up to the podium with handouts under his arm, and their chat ended.
After class, Zhao Hongjun and Fang Minghua were still chatting, and the other students just looked at them.
To be honest, apart from having a close relationship with Zhao Hongjun in the correspondence class, Fang Minghua rarely interacts with others and often takes leave and skips classes. He is a transparent person.
Now the transparent figure suddenly shines brightly, which makes people’s eyes hurt. Not many people come to chat or strike up a conversation.
Very good.
Fang Minghua likes this state.
After returning home from school, Fang Minghua was still living the day of fishing the next day at work. He was waiting for the publication of "Yanjing Literature" in April. He would buy an issue and write a letter to Song Tangtang and send it there
In Yanjing, I promised the girl that I would tell her the good news.
However, before the April magazine was published, he received a call from Wu Tianmin: The crew of "Into the Dust" will soon go to Gansu Province for filming. I have told your leaders that you are ready to prepare immediately. leave.
Okay
Sacrifice your life to accompany the gentleman.
Now that it was spring and he didn't need to bring too much clothes when he went to Gansu Province, Fang Minghua put on one suit, took another change of clothes, put on his yellow satchel that he almost never left without, and boarded the train heading west with the crew.
Before leaving, I did not forget to reply to Song Tangtang. In the letter, he first said that his novel would be published in "Yanjing Literature". I originally planned to buy a copy and send it to you, but I am about to go to Gansu Province to film with the crew and I probably won’t have time to buy it.
“It’s almost May. I remember that at this time last year, I went to southern Xinjiang with a group of writers to collect stories. Those days were unforgettable. Maybe I will never forget them in this lifetime, right?”
Our film crew went to a place called Lijia Village, Mohu Township, Minqin, Wuwei, Gansu Province. If you want to write a letter, you can send it to this address. ”
It was a week after Song Tangtang received this letter.
Southern Xinjiang is the most beautiful in early April.
The breeze is not dry and the sunshine is just right.
Song Tangtang took the unopened letter and walked out of the barracks towards the nearby hillside.
It rained lightly last night, and today the sky was exceptionally blue and the air was fresh. She felt very happy.
On the hillside, I found a clean stone to sit down on, and took out this letter from my pocket.
Looking at some familiar fonts in the envelope, I felt an inexplicable joy in my heart. After opening it carefully, I read it carefully. Sure enough it was adopted!
Ha!
I told you, it will definitely be adopted!
Buy a magazine for me?
Sure, although I have read your manuscript, I still want to read a book that smells like ink!
Oh. You have to go to Gansu Province to film with the crew and don’t have time?
Tomorrow I will take leave and go to Xinhua Bookstore in the county to buy it!
After reading the letter twice, Song Tangtang carefully put the letter into the envelope, carefully folded it and put it in his pocket, and then walked towards the barracks.
Tianmi, you smile so sweetly
It seems like flowers are blooming in the spring breeze
Blooming in the spring breeze
Song Tangtang was humming a song, and from time to time he bent down to pick unknown little flowers on the roadside. The red and purple ones were very beautiful.
As soon as he entered the barracks and before he reached the dormitory, he saw the orderly calling his name: "Song Tangtang, your letter!"
Huh? !
What happened today?
Another letter?
Song Tangtang was a little surprised. When he took the letter, he saw that it was from his cousin Li Li.
This girl.
I often write a lot of letters. I look at the thick envelope and wonder what I will write today?
Back in the dormitory, Song Tangtang opened his cousin's letter and read it carefully.
"Cousin, I simply don’t know how to describe my mood at this moment. I want to tell you something that happened a few days ago."
"That day, Teacher Jia Pingwa came to our west I decided to listen to the correspondence class lecture
In the letter, Li Li described the details of what happened that day
Finally:
"Oh my god, I really didn't expect that Fang Minghua from the security department of the confidential unit is actually the same person as the writer Fang Minghua!"
"I even wrote to him and called him Teacher Minghua!"
"I, I, I once told him to study hard, get a correspondence college diploma, and go to an undergraduate degree!"
In the letter, Li Li talked about the process of her relationship with Fang Minghua, I listened to him analyze poetry in the cafeteria, met him by chance at Xingqing Palace, and rode his bicycle home. On New Year's Day this year, I listened to him exchange literature with professors from other colleges at the English Corner, and later he quarreled with the boy named Zheng Quan in the Botanical Garden.
Song Tangtang giggled when he saw it.
He was not laughing at his cousin, but at Fang Minghua.
This guy, pretending to be so similar, is really bad!
"Cousin, that little officer in the security department of a certain confidential unit has suddenly become a great writer who is admired and respected. I can't accept it." Li Li continued to write in the letter.
"Logically speaking, Fang Minghua from the security department is also my friend, right? That writer Fang Minghua is a person I respect very much. Now that they have become one person, I should be happy, right? But why am I happy? Why don’t you get up?”
“Although the writer Fang Minghua is brilliant and admirable, I think the little guard Fang Minghua is cuter.”
"Really, I am conflicted and a little sad. Cousin, can you understand my mood?
Song Tangtang read the letter, folded it carefully and put it back into the envelope, sighing quietly.
< br>Cousin, I understand.
But I don’t know how to comfort you.
You don’t fully understand him, really.
Cousin, I'm sorry.
Cousin, thank you.
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