I can't figure it out.
My head hurts.
Not to mention He Xin, even Mu Fan and Shui Mingyue now look at Wen Ying with awe: Xiaoyu, you are so awesome!
A warm current surged in Wen Ying's heart.
With Mr. Fu in charge, Sun Zanguo finished the rest of the class honestly.
As soon as the bell rang, Sun Zanguo snorted heavily, turned around and left, not wanting to stay for a moment!
He Xin took two steps after him, but stopped again out of concern for Mr. Fu.
He Xin hesitated, wanting to get close to Mr. Fu but having concerns... Mr. Fu seemed to dislike Mr. Sun, but also liked Wen Ying very much.
Wen Ying didn't care what He Xin thought. She had already endured it for half the class. She immediately turned around and asked Mr. Fu, "Why are you here?"
Not only did you come to the School of Arts, but you also came at such a coincidence.
Mr. Fu smiled and said, "An old friend from the academy knew I was in Beijing on a business trip and invited me to attend your graduation ceremony. I thought, since I agreed to come, I might as well come early and take a look around the academy."
This college of literature was founded in 1950, when Mr. Fu was just a young man who loved literature.
From 1950 to 2007, 57 years have passed. The young man who loves literature has become "Mr. Fu". His body is no longer strong, his thinking is not as active and creative as when he was young, his face is no longer smooth, many things have changed, but his heart that loves literature has not changed.
Even with the passage of time, Mr. Fu's love for literature has become broader and deeper.
No matter how technology develops or how people's preferences change, "literature" will always have an audience.
Mr. Fu did not come here on purpose to slap Sun Zanguo in the face. The old man knew that there were many best-selling authors among the students of this training class and wanted to chat more with everyone.
Whether it is commercial writing or traditional literature, they are equally important in Mr. Fu's eyes.
So Mr. Fu did not neglect anyone. At noon that day, the cafeteria of the School of Arts was particularly lively. All the students, including Wen Ying, gathered together and chatted around Mr. Fu.
Everyone can see that Mr. Fu likes Wen Ying very much, but he is not only patient with Wen Ying, the old man treats all students equally!
Mr. Fu’s personal charm was so outstanding that the two groups of students in the training class, who were originally clearly divided, gradually put aside their barriers to each other.
He Xin didn't dare to get close to Old Lady Fu at first, but before she knew it, she was sitting next to her.
The graduation ceremony in the afternoon was held smoothly. After taking graduation photos, Wen Ying returned to the dormitory to pack her luggage.
When going downstairs, Wen Ying met He Xin.
He Xin called Wen Ying, "There's one thing I want to explain. I wasn't the only one who saw you coming out of the hotel with a man that night... I didn't spread rumors in the academy."
He Xin still has basic teacher ethics.
Apparently, He Xin not only ran into Wen Ying and Zhong Yong coming out of the hotel, but also saw another "witness".
However, He Xin did not intend to tell Wen Ying who the rumormonger was.
He Xin thought Wen Ying would ask more questions, but Wen Ying passed by He Xin carrying a box.
"Teacher He, I don't really want to bother with these boring things, because there are too many unknown areas waiting for me to explore. I hope you feel the same way."
Wen Ying walked past He Xin and turned back with a smile: "There are two kinds of literary critics in this world, one is like Mr. Sun, and the other is like Mr. Fu. I wonder which one Mr. He wants to be?"
He Xin was completely stunned.
This time, Wen Ying walked away with the box without even looking back.
At the college gate, Mu Fan and Shui Mingyue were already waiting there.
This month of closed-door training allowed Wen Ying to forge a deep bond with Mu Fan and Shui Mingyue. After the training concluded, none of the three had any plans to leave Beijing immediately, instead planning to spend two days together in the capital.
Xie Qian had already gone to the Magic City in advance.
Peng Guoqing didn't go.
Peng Guoqing came to act as a tour guide for Wen Ying and the other two. Although he might not be good at other things, he was very professional when it came to eating, drinking and having fun. With him making arrangements, Wen Ying didn't have to worry at all and traveled all over the capital easily.
On the day they parted, Mu Fan pretended to ask casually, "Your good friend only came to the academy once. Was he very busy?"
Wen Ying nodded honestly, "Yes, he is very busy."
In fact, Xie Qian is not that busy.
Wen Ying knew that Xie Qian was reluctant to show up at the School of Literature more often because he didn't want to cause her trouble.
Anyway, the two of them keep calling and texting each other every day, so it doesn't matter whether they meet or not.
Peng Guoqing pricked up his ears and eavesdropped.
Oh my, is this guy named Mu trying to poach Xie Qian?
Peng Guoqing cleared his throat and said, "It doesn't matter if we see each other more or less now. After school starts, we'll see each other every day!"
Mu Fan just smiled.
University is a new stage in life. What’s the point of seeing each other every day? The saying “things smell better from afar than up close” is not just a saying.
Mu Fan does have ulterior motives, but he has no intention of being the clown in someone else's love story.
He absolutely respected Wen Ying's choice...but before Wen Ying clarified her relationship with that "good friend", Mu Fan felt that he was qualified to show goodwill.
This is neither illegal nor immoral.
Isn’t it the Magic City?
Mu Fan remembered that he also had a house in Shanghai. It was normal for a professional writer to work anywhere, so it was normal to stay in Shanghai for a while.
However, Mu Fan did not tell Wen Ying about his plan. When Wen Ying went to Shanghai to study, they would have a chance to meet.
On the fourth day after the training at the School of Arts, Wen Ying finally returned to Chengdu.
She returned home and saw the unopened postal package on the bedside table.
"This is……"
Chen Ru stood at the door, unable to hide her smile: "Your admission letter was delivered yesterday."
Wen Dongrong was very disappointed that Wen Ying did not apply to Huaqing University or Peking University, but when the admission letter from Aurora University arrived, Wen Dongrong wanted to take it out and show off immediately.
This idea did not succeed. Chen Ru stopped the restless man and insisted on leaving it to Wen Ying to disassemble the parts personally.
"Mom, you're so ritualistic now!"
Wen Ying muttered to herself and reached out to take the pieces apart, but after thinking it over, she held herself back.
"My dad's almost off work, why don't we wait a little longer to demolish it?"
Life requires a sense of ritual. Wen Ying has already waited for a long time, so she doesn’t mind waiting for another two hours.
Chen Ru remained noncommittal. "It's up to you. It's your admission letter, so you decide."
Wen Dongrong was a little worried after work. Even though Wen Ying opened the admission letter, Wen Dongrong just glanced at it lazily and was absent-minded.
Chen Ru asked Xiao Wen to ask Lao Wen what was wrong. Wen Ying sat down next to Lao Wen and before Wen Ying could ask, Lao Wen took the initiative to confess his thoughts:
"I used my connections to transfer your Uncle Li to Chengdu for a job. The formalities are being processed, and he'll officially start working there next month."
Wen Ying was very surprised, "Did you help Uncle Li to transfer successfully?"
This is not an easy task, but Lao Wen actually managed to do it. It seems that Lao Wen has firmly established his foothold in his unit in Chengdu.
But everything was done successfully, so why is Lao Wen still so worried?
Wen Dongrong sighed, "Old Li is coming to Chengdu, but I might have to leave. The leader asked me today if I'd like to follow him to another province."
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