After casually wiping themselves with a tissue, the two sisters, Zhao Xuehui and Zhao Nianmeng, went back inside to cook.
Jiang Sheng wanted to go in and help, but was eventually pushed out of the kitchen by his two older sisters.
"Today's celebration is for you, there's no reason for you to cook."
Zhao Xuehui said with a smile, "Your second sister is a great cook, so just wait and enjoy the feast!"
“Yeah,” Zhao Nianmeng couldn’t help but laugh and tease, “Besides, Xiaosheng, your cooking skills are just so-so. If we really let you cook, the three of us would probably end up in the hospital tonight because of your cooking.”
After being teased like that by his older sister, Jiang Sheng couldn't help but smile sheepishly.
Indeed, my cooking skills, whether in my past life or this one, are those of a kitchen killer.
Even if you've made thorough preparations before cooking and searched for detailed steps online, it's still difficult.
But the final dishes were either barely edible or culinary disasters.
After finally mastering the art of cooking to a reasonably palatable level, I woke up one morning to find myself back in the summer before I was about to start university.
"Don't laugh at me," Jiang Sheng couldn't help but purse his lips, "I promise you, I'll definitely master my cooking skills and make sure my eldest and second sisters eat my cooking!"
The three chatted and laughed. As for Jiang Sheng, he subconsciously touched the paper in his pants pocket, and then his eyes rolled slightly.
"Oh right, eldest sister, second sister, I have something to do. You two start cooking first, I'll go back to my room to change my clothes."
Jiang Sheng was wearing clean and tidy clothes that he had just changed into.
The two older sisters were a little confused, but they didn't think too much about it and let Jiang Sheng leave.
After Jiang Sheng turned around and went back to his room, he laid out Zhao's letter and read it from beginning to end again.
It wasn't that he wanted to change his mind, but since the other party had already written to inquire, that was enough to show their sincerity.
Since I intend to refuse their visit, it would be more appropriate to write a reply.
As for why he didn't tell his eldest and second eldest sisters about this, it was because he didn't want them to overthink it.
After all, such a great opportunity would have been seized by anyone, who would have accepted the editor-in-chief's visit without hesitation and become famous throughout the country.
But then again, if his sister asked, he would definitely tell her.
After thinking for a moment and organizing his thoughts, Jiang Sheng picked up a pen and began to write furiously.
Fortunately, apart from the factory's mailing address, he did not leave all his contact information with the other party.
Once you write such a polite letter of refusal and send it back, this matter should be over.
After finishing writing everything he needed to, Jiang Sheng folded the papers and casually put them into the drawer of his desk.
Just as I stood up, Zhao Defu's voice came from the doorway.
"Brother Sheng, what are you doing in there? Why haven't you come out yet?"
Upon hearing Zhao Defu's voice, Jiang Sheng stepped forward and opened the door. Seeing that the other man was covered in sweat, he casually handed him a tissue.
"Look how hot you are, hurry up and wipe your sweat."
Zhao Defu thanked him, took the tissue, glanced at Jiang Sheng, and asked curiously, "My eldest and second sisters said you went back to your room to change your clothes. Why are you still wearing this? What were you doing in the room? You're acting all mysterious."
It wasn't a big deal about writing a letter to Editor-in-Chief Zhao.
Jiang Sheng naturally didn't intend to hide it from Zhao Defu, so he answered casually when asked.
"Oh, I went to write a letter to Chief Zhao."
Upon hearing Jiang Sheng's words, Zhao Defu's eyes lit up instantly. He thought Jiang Sheng had changed his mind, so he quickly moved closer to him.
"What's wrong? You've changed your mind and are planning to meet with that Editor-in-Chief Zhao?"
What are you thinking?
Jiang Sheng shook his head, took out clothes from the wardrobe, and pushed Zhao Defu aside while changing.
"I'm changing clothes, don't look at me!"
"A grown man like you is still so shy," Zhao Defu complained. "I have everything you have. We're both men, so why are you being so coy!"
Despite his complaints, Zhao Defu still felt it was a great pity that Jiang Sheng still intended to refuse Editor-in-Chief Zhao, and he continued to try to persuade him.
"Sheng-ge, it's such a shame you gave up such a great opportunity so easily!"
"Just think about it, Yenching University will have another great poet and scholar. With that title, you'll have an easier time getting along at the university!"
When Zhao Defu said this, he was filled with envy and jealousy.
"If I were you, I would definitely accept Editor-in-Chief Zhao's visit. Then you'd become famous all over the country and on university campuses, and the teachers would definitely like you even more!"
Zhao Defu was indeed considering practical issues, but Jiang Sheng didn't care about them at all.
Hearing him say that, she shook her head instead.
“I never wrote poetry to become famous. My initial intention was simply to get rid of Zhou Changgui from my sister’s side. I didn’t think about anything else.”
Having been given a second chance at life, Jiang Sheng cherishes the bond she has with her older sisters.
My only wish is to avoid the fate my older sisters suffered in their previous lives, so that I can have a good four years of university and stay by their side to provide them with a better life.
Aside from that, he really didn't have any other big hopes.
Thinking of this, Jiang Sheng patted Zhao Defu on the shoulder, and seeing the other man's envious and jealous eyes, he couldn't help but shake his head with a smile.
"You probably don't understand me now. Actually, people are afraid of becoming famous, just like pigs are afraid of getting fat. Once you become famous, there will be a lot of trouble. We might as well be ordinary college students and make money after graduation. That's the right thing to do."
No matter what Jiang Sheng said, Zhao Defu still didn't understand.
But looking into the other person's calm and unwavering eyes, Zhao Defu knew that his childhood friend, with whom he had grown up, truly had no intention of becoming famous.
"Alright, I know I can't persuade you. Do whatever you want. Anyway, I'll always support you, buddy!"
Despite saying that, Zhao Defu couldn't help but glance curiously at the desk.
"By the way, how did you reject Chief Zhao in your letter?"
Jiang Sheng had nothing to hide, so he shrugged and answered truthfully.
"I told them that I had a lot of things to do at home and it was really inconvenient, and I never intended to become famous. If Editor-in-Chief Zhao is willing, we can continue to collaborate on articles in the future."
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