“Haha! I really…really did it.
No one will be able to threaten me anymore. When I get to Beijing, even if other educated youth write to Poetry Magazine to report me, what evidence do they have? Who will believe their nonsense? "
After closing the door, Zhong Yuejin was alone in the room, clenching his fists with excitement.
Moreover, he was not worried at all that Tian Jinbu and Zhao Huan were found missing.
Because he had already made a foreshadowing, Tian Jinbu went into the mountains and never came back, and most likely died in the mountains. This was the first possible inference that everyone would think of.
As for Zhao Huan, the educated youth all saw with their own eyes that she returned to the city with them, so naturally no one would pursue the matter.
If one day in the future, Zhao Huan’s family comes to find him.
Following the clues, we could only get the confession from the driver, Master Sun, who said that Zhao Huan had a quarrel with him and then returned to the village alone, but he accidentally fell down on the way!
Through careful planning, Zhong Yuejin completely cleared himself from the deaths of two people.
Now……
He couldn't wait to wipe his face with the hot water in the kettle.
Facing the mirror, he showed a simple smile.
Yes!
He wants to be clean and embrace his new identity and new life.
Originally, he wanted to go to the station in person to greet the two editors of Poetry Magazine.
However, he was stopped by the driver, Xiao Sun.
He said that the county magistrate had told him to have a good rest in the guesthouse. After all, he was a famous poet. When someone came to visit him, he had to put on airs and go to the station to greet him in person. How could that be?
Zhong Yuejin thought about it and it made sense. His identity was different now.
Moreover, it was his own "poetry" that boosted the sales of Poetry Magazine and increased its influence.
Poetry Magazine is my mentor, and I am also its “benefactor”!
Zhong Yuejin secretly told himself that after meeting the editor, he must not be too humble, he must grasp his identity and the temperament of a great poet.
Dongdong...
There was a knock on the door and Zhong Yuejin immediately jumped up from the bed and ran to the door to open it.
He thought it was the editor of Poetry Magazine who had arrived, but when he opened the door he saw the county magistrate, Xiong.
County Magistrate Xiong, who was still injured, rushed to the county guesthouse as soon as he got up today, to express his condolences to this nationally renowned poet!
"Xiong... County Magistrate Xiong?"
Zhong Yuejin was really flattered, as this was the head of a county!
In ancient times, he would be the county magistrate, the local emperor of a county!
I've come so early just to visit him!
"Comrade Zhong Yuejin! Hello! I never thought that a great poet like you would be so low-key while working as an educated youth in our county.
If the editor of Poetry Magazine hadn’t found us, we wouldn’t have known about it at all. It was our negligence in our work!”
As soon as County Magistrate Xiong entered the room, he spoke cheerfully and stretched out his hand to shake hands cordially with Zhong Yuejin.
"No... No! No! County Magistrate Xiong, I... I just don't want to be too... too conspicuous."
Zhong Yuejin swallowed and responded quickly.
No matter how good he was at pretending, he was only an 18-year-old teenager after all. Facing a county head with such an aura as Xiong Xingwang, he couldn't help but feel uneasy and nervous.
"Yes! Yes, you are very modest and low-key. This is a rare and precious quality for young people!
You sit down too! Don't be nervous, I just came to see you and will meet the editors of Poetry Magazine with you in a while."
Seeing Zhong Yuejin's nervousness, Xiong Xingwang felt that this was normal.
How many monsters in China are there who are as experienced and mature as Lin Huowang at the age of 18 and have mastered so many skills?
"Yes! Yes! County Magistrate Xiong, I actually...actually I just wrote a poem, which is not a big achievement."
Although he said this modestly, Zhong Yuejin was truly delighted in his heart.
Even the head of a county treated this "great poet" with such courtesy. After returning to the capital, with his own fame, it would be possible for him to make friends with many dignitaries as Tian Jinbu said!
"Hmph! Lin Huowang, don't think you're the only one who can befriend those second-generation people. When I return to the capital, even those older generation leaders will be fans of my poetry!"
At this moment, Zhong Yuejin's heart was completely inflated.
Thinking of how Lin Huowang and those second-generations from the capital were treating each other like brothers and being so friendly yesterday, he naturally felt unwilling.
Now County Magistrate Xiong's attitude towards him made him regain his confidence.
After chatting with County Magistrate Xiong for a while, Zhong Yuejin's nervousness gradually relaxed, and he really put himself in the position of a nationally renowned poet.
I was deceiving myself and subconsciously thought that "Facing the Sea, Spring Flowers Blooming" was really written by him.
After a while, two editors from Poetry Magazine came downstairs.
Editor Li Ying couldn't even wait for the front desk clerk to help her check in a room. She threw her luggage aside, immediately asked Zhong Yuejin for his room number, and ran upstairs like a flash.
"Comrade Zhong Yuejin! Comrade Zhong Yuejin!"
When Li Ying's voice, which was as pleasant as Xiao Bailing's and had a bit of standard Beijing Hutong accent, rang out in the corridor, Zhong Yuejin also stood up from the room.
"Haha! It seems that the editors of our Poetry Magazine can't wait to meet you, the great poet.
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