At this time, the living room was in a strange atmosphere.
Li Heng looked at her leisurely and looked at her with ease.
His eyes fell substantially on her, as if he was still mocking her for being shameless.
In fact, he also wants to be more generous and does not want to hold on to his grudges.
But this stinky woman always liked to criticize Chen Zijin and her relatives and friends in her previous life: We Zijin has been beautiful and outstanding since childhood. If we are willing, we are a lot of high-ranking officials and doctoral students, and we don’t know where you are, why choose you?
Listen to this is human words?
Just forget it twice, but gritted your teeth and endured it for Chen Zijin. But if you say too much, which fucking man can not hold grudges?
After living for 28 years, how could Chen Xiaomi ever be so sarcastic?
She was so angry that she almost vomited blood.
She couldn't understand why Li Heng changed so much before and after the summer vacation last year.
In the past, Li Heng was as honest as a sheep in front of him, almost never fighting back or scolding him.
I didn't even dare to look up at myself.
And now, Li Heng spoke sharply, and she found that she could not resist him at all.
The character is changeable, and under the mercy of her hands, she becomes a lamb to be slaughtered.
She even had an idea just now: If Li Heng showed such a terrifying writing talent last summer vacation, would he stop him?
Answer…?
She dared not give an answer, and she did not dare to think deeply in the direction of the answer.
She found that even she could not control the human nature!
I couldn't stand his unscrupulous gaze, Chen Xiaomi took a deep breath, straightened her head, and decided to try to break her embarrassment with conversation.
She asked a curious question she wanted to know: "You are only over 17 years old, how did you write this novel?
Upon hearing this, Li Heng asked faintly: "Miss Chen, are you questioning me? Do you think I, a country man, can't write such a work?"
Chen Xiaomi held her mouth and didn't say anything, and she was indeed suspicious.
In other words, it is not just her. If Li Heng’s age is revealed to the world, I believe everyone will be as confused as her and look forward to finding the truth.
However, Li Heng was not that good at meeting each other and retorted: "That's right, according to the ancient gentry's judgment standards, the Chen family was also considered a high-ranking family.
In addition, Miss Chen is a top student at Renmin University and has always looked at the sky. I am afraid that I have long forgotten the ancient saying "A noble son comes from a poor family, and a noble prince comes from a white house."
Having said that, he changed his tone and continued to criticize without hesitation: "But you are a high-level intellectual at least, how could you ask such a stupid question?"
Hearing the word "stupid", Chen Xiaomi came up again with anger, her chest bulging and fluctuating violently.
However, Li Heng would not give her a chance to talk back, and continued to attack with a firm force:
"Wang Bo wrote the famous "Preface to the Pavilion of Tengwang" at the age of 26. Why don't you question it?
Huo Qubing was 21 years old and was brave enough to win the three armies, sealed the wolf and became the champion, and was arrogant. Should you dig out his corpse and judge it?
Actually, in my opinion, age cannot represent everything.
Don’t think that when you get older, everything will be like you. If you don’t believe it, listen to it yourself. Old man Sun is over 60 years old at the school gate, illiterate, and can only curse.”
Chen Xiaomi was so angry that she didn't know that Li Heng was pointing at the mulberry and scolding her, avenging her for the summer vacation last year, calling her a fool, calling her a grown-up, not a knowledge of her only age but not.
She grabbed her bag unconsciously with her right hand, and wanted to get up and leave, and she was unwilling to be cowardly here for "Living".
But at this moment, another voice in her mind was advising her: bear! bear! bear! bear! Let’s get through this difficulty first.
Just as Chen Xiaomi was fighting fiercely, something suddenly came from outside the door.
Then there was a knock on the door, accompanied by a shout: "Li Heng, open the door."
It's the voice of the English teacher.
Li Heng didn't think too much, so he got up and opened the door.
At this time, there were two people outside the door, one of which was Wang Runwen.
The other one is a man, about 35 or 36 years old, with a clinch, neat clothes and very well-behaved.
As soon as they met, Wang Runwen introduced it to the two:
"Li Heng, this is the editor of Harvest magazine, Zou Ping."
“This is December.”
Before Zou Ping came, he never thought that the author who wrote "Living" was so young and was still a high school student. He was very shocked.
Chen Xiaomi was hesitating whether to leave, but the moment she saw her competitor, all the distractions disappeared completely.
She rekindled her fighting spirit.
Even if Li Heng had a holiday with her, she would never be unable to get along with the money, and she still had a chance.
"Hello Editor Zou, I have been negotiating publication with Editor Chen of People's Literature just now, so I asked the teacher to pick you up. Please don't be surprised."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Li Heng ignored his gentlemanly demeanor and directly set up a rhythm, with the purpose of making the two collided.
After all, if the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will benefit.
He was afraid that competitors would reach a tacit understanding in order to save money, so he simply buried the powder barrel and did not give the two of them a chance.
Sure enough, Zou Ping looked at Li Heng blankly, then at Chen Xiaomi sitting on the sofa, and a sense of urgency suddenly arose in his heart.
He even secretly speculated: Have Li Heng and People's Literature reached an agreement, and do he still have a chance?
Before coming, "Living" alarmed Mr. Ba, who was thinking about the follow-up story and asked him to win as much as possible.
After a while of greetings, Li Heng said to Chen Xiaomi and Zou Ping after the English teacher poured a cup of hot tea for the two of them:
"I am a senior high school student. The college entrance examination is about to be held. I don't have much time, so I won't be circling with you. Should we discuss the manuscript fee first, or should we read the subsequent manuscript first?"
Zou Ping was speechless again. He could write such awesome works, but he was still a student and was still thinking about the afternoon class.
Do you still let people live?
In order not to lie in vain and to have a clear mind, Zou Ping said first: "If possible, I hope to read the manuscript first."
"Yes, of course no problem."
Li Heng was very generous and found all the manuscripts from his schoolbag. There were a few times. He deliberately placed the first part of the follow-up story with Chen Xiaomi and asked her to read it first.
It’s not that he prefers Chen Xiaomi. This is intended to stimulate Zou Ping. He hopes that the other party will become nervous and hopes that the other party will directly raise a high price to suppress Chen Xiaomi when bidding later.
Chen Xiaomi looked at Li Heng, as if he had seen through his little one, but he did not expose it. Instead, he opened the first page of the manuscript and read it carefully:
"I was hopeless since I was a child. This is my father's words. The private school teacher said that I was a rotten wood and could not be carved. Now that they are right, I didn't think so at the beginning. I thought I was rich. I am the only incense in the Xu family. If I extinguish it, the Xu family will have to lose their children and grandchildren..."
The wonderful plot quickly attracted Chen Xiaomi, allowing her to let go of her grudges with Li Heng in a short time.
With the pain and sorrow in the book, her face even inadvertently showed various worry and anxiety micro-expressions...
Seeing that his opponent was addicted to books, Zou Ping was impatient and was impatient, but he had no choice but to not get the manuscript in a short time, so he had to wait.
He also thought in his mind: Seeing the opponent's appearance soon become fascinated, the story behind "To Live" must be good. He came late today and was at a disadvantage. How should he turn the tables against the wind?
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Chapter completed!