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Chapter 100: "October" Visitors (Please subscribe!)

Throughout history, there have only been wrong names, but never wrong nicknames.

The reason why a person is stupid is that he often speaks and acts without thinking.

Just as Li Heng was about to remind him, this idiot blurted out his true feelings:
"Yes, in my heart, Song Yu is indeed the most beautiful girl in our school."

Seeing Li Heng, Xiao Feng, and Yang Yingwen all looking at him, Zhang Zhiyong finally realized what he had said wrong, and was so scared that he quickly said, "Xiao Han is just as beautiful."

After getting the answer she wanted, Li Lan looked at her younger brother meaningfully.

She had felt that the group had suddenly become silent because of her appearance. Was it because she had a ferocious face?
Or are these people tacitly hiding something?
What could be hidden?
When her eyes passed over Xiao Han, Li Lan's mind moved, and so she made the test just now?

But who is Li Heng? Can she control this battle-hardened veteran?

He reached into his second sister's pocket and took out a small bag of spiced melon seeds. Then he said to Yang Yingwen in the front row, "Old rag, let's change seats."

"Oh, okay, who are you calling Old Rag?" Yang Yingwen's reaction was calm at first, but became intense later.

Just like she was stupid, I had gotten used to calling her old rag in private, but when she called me that in public, it immediately became sharp.

Li Heng smiled and said, "Don't react so strongly. There are no outsiders here. We are all family."

As he said this, he stood up, and under the gaze of his second sister, Zhang Zhiyong and Xiao Feng, he exchanged seats with Yang Yingwen and sat next to Xiao Han.

Li Lan narrowed her eyes and looked at her brother seriously.

Seeing Honey sitting next to her unconventionally, Xiao Han's body tensed up more than ever for a moment. Her beloved sister was right there, it was so embarrassing to be so ambiguous.

She was not mentally prepared at all and felt like she was about to suffocate.

However, when Li Heng fed the peeled melon seeds to her mouth, Xiao Han was stunned for a moment, and then her tense body was instantly replaced by a pure joy.

She stared at the melon seeds at the corner of her mouth with reservedness, her face blushing as she finally obeyed someone's wishes, slightly opened her red lips, and slowly put the melon seeds into her mouth.

Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhiyong almost couldn't help but scream: "Fuck! Fuck! Mr. Heng, you really know how to play!"

Xiao Feng and Yang Yingwen looked at each other, equally surprised, and then the two women looked at Li Lan at the same time.

The result was as expected. Li Lan was more surprised than anyone else. She stared blankly at her brother and Xiao Han. The rich expressions on her face disappeared. She was like petrified at this moment.

There were only two thoughts in her mind at this moment:
How did he get such a beautiful girl?
Has the world gone mad? Hasn't Xiao Han from Qianzhen heard about the scandal between her brother and Chen Zijin?
The melon seeds in the front row were still being fed, Li Heng took one, Xiao Han took one, then Li Heng ate one himself, and Xiao Han took one.

He fed Jianhua all the way as if no one was around, feeding Xiaohan from shyness to numbness, and then from numbness to shyness.

As the gasoline smell in the car grew stronger, Yang Yingwen and Zhang Zhiyong began to feel carsick to varying degrees. Li Heng also felt a little bit sick. He put the few remaining melon seeds in Xiao Han's hands and said, "Peel them yourself. I'll take a nap."

"Are you carsick?" Xiao Han asked with concern.

"Ah."

“Is it amazing?”

"It's okay. Based on experience, I can just get some sleep."

Hearing this, Xiao Han said, "Then you can sleep peacefully. I'll call you when we get there."

"Ah."

Li Heng, who had not slept well last night, nodded again and slowly closed his eyes. After a while, he fell asleep.

At first, he slept leaning against the back of the chair, but as the car moved forward, his body gradually tilted. When the car arrived at Liuduzhai, his head had unknowingly drooped onto Xiao Han's right shoulder.

Seeing this, Xiao Han adjusted her sitting position with a smile and lowered her right shoulder a little. Then she realized that the sunlight outside was too dazzling, so she gently covered his eyes with her palms and let him sleep peacefully.

After doing all this, she felt that there were several pairs of eyes staring at her from behind.

But Xiao Han pretended not to know. After taking a deep breath, he deliberately turned his gaze outside the car, letting his sight roam freely in the vast fields following his happy mood.

It was as if a voice was echoing among the mountains: Mr. Li, I love you! Do you love me too?
Books all say that love can easily make people lose their heads, and at this moment she once again deeply experienced it.

Therefore, she was unwilling to wake up and would rather immerse herself in this boundless happiness until death.

Because she was afraid that once she woke up, she would be ashamed to face the people of Jiangdong, and would be killed by the gazes of her second sister and several good friends!
Li Lan was somewhat proud at first, but now she felt as uncomfortable as if she had eaten a fly.

Didn't I just help this kid in disguise?
Your sister is still single, and you're cutting me like leeks, eating one crop and replacing it with another. The gap is so big that she can't accept it for a while.

The beautiful mood was gone, and the melon seeds were no longer fragrant. Li Lan put the half-eaten bag of melon seeds in her pocket and couldn't help but whisper to Yang Yingwen beside her: "When did the two of them get together?"

Yang Yingwen told the truth: "This is the first time today that we have done such an intimate act."

After hearing this, Li Lan became even more depressed.

After passing the county town, the car entered Shao City in more than an hour. Before arriving at the station, Li Lan shouted to the front:

"Master, step on it, it will come down!"

With a "brake" sound, the car stopped.

The driver seemed to know Li Lan and asked, "Girl, you always came in before, why did you get off early today?"

Of course, Li Lan did this for Xiao Han's sake, but she naturally wouldn't say it out loud, so she just lied, "My classmate is nearby, I'm going to his house."

Sure enough, as soon as Li Lan got out of the car, Xiao Han's calm face showed a sense of relief. Because it was too hasty, she didn't know how she should face his family.

Girlfriend?

She felt that something was missing and her dreams had not been fulfilled.

She had been fantasizing about this identity for five or six years. If she followed him blindly like this now, she would naturally feel unwilling and disappointed.

Ordinary friends?

Of course not. How could ordinary friends be so shameless?

After driving for more than ten minutes, the car finally arrived at the bus station.

As soon as he got off the car, he quickly spent a lot of money to buy a bunch of soda from the grocery store next door and handed a bottle to Xiao Han:

"Xiao Han, I, I apologize to you."

Xiao Han smiled tolerantly, took the soda and thanked him, then said crisply: "It's time to come back to life, don't be afraid, I won't ask you "who is prettier, me or Song Yu"."

Zhang Zhiyong felt relieved. "That's good, that's good. Otherwise, I'll be killed by Mr. Heng later."

Xiao Han dimples and asks, "He's so fierce?"

Zhang Zhiyong was smart for once: "He's not fierce, but you're too important to him."

"Really? Then who is prettier, me or Song Yu?" Xiao Han asked with a smile.

"Uh... Damn it!" Zhang Zhiyong looked embarrassed and ran away. This question was not easy to answer, and no matter how he answered it would be wrong.

He ran away, I don't know where he went.

Li Heng and his friends waited for a while, but they lost their patience and went straight back to school.

On the way, he said to Xiao Han, "Thank you for your hard work today. Does your shoulder hurt?"

Xiao Han waved his hand: "It's okay."

Li Heng said, "Are you really okay?"

Xiao Han waved his hands again: "It's okay, it's okay, really."

Li Heng said, "Then I feel relieved. I will continue to sleep on you next time." "Ah?"

Xiao Han was a little helpless, but still smiled: "It hurts a little, but it's okay. I have thick skin all over my body. Let's go back to school."

Li Heng is no fool. He immediately understood what she was implying about him. "I am thick-skinned. Are you implying that I am thick-skinned?"

Xiao Han lowered her head and walked past him without answering. A smile slowly formed at the corner of her mouth, cunning and gentle, and her eyes were full of honey.

When passing the city center, the three girls suddenly changed their minds and said they wanted to buy women's underwear and didn't want him to follow them. Li Heng had to give up the idea of ​​having dinner together.

But he was not idle either. He walked along the street looking for a grocery store. After searching four or five stores, he finally found the plums that Song Yu loved to eat.

The last time she received the scholarship, Sun Manning wrote in her notebook that she wanted to eat braised pork, Mai Sui wanted soda, and she wrote plums.

I had already bought the soda and braised pork, but I haven't had time to buy the plums.

"Boss, how much is this big bag of plums?"

"5 cents."

"Two packs, please."

"Give."

After putting two bags of plums into his schoolbag, Li Heng did not take the bus again. Instead, he chose to take a shortcut and go through the back gate of Shaoyang Teachers College to No. 1 Middle School.

It took him half an hour to walk to the school gate. He happened to run into the English teacher who was eating egg fried rice. The teacher also saw him and immediately stretched out his hand and shouted:

"Li Heng, come and eat with us."

After catching the bus for more than half an hour, he was a little hungry, so he ran over and asked, "Teacher, can you treat me?"

The English teacher shook her hair and handed him the half-eaten plate with a smile.

Li Heng took two steps back in disdain, sat on the stool next to him and said, "Boss, give me an egg fried rice, with spicy sauce!"

"Okay, please wait."

Putting his schoolbag on the empty stool, Li Heng asked, "Teacher, why don't you cook for yourself instead of coming out to waste money?"

The English teacher scooped a spoonful of fried rice into his mouth, chewed it slowly and ate it before saying, "I have money."

Looking at this answer, Li Heng could only admire it.

Seeing that he was choked and speechless, the English teacher asked, "Are you here alone?"

Li Heng replied: "No."

The English teacher said, "Editor Zou from Harvest magazine called you this morning. Please call back later."

Li Heng asked: "Do you know what it is?"

Without even looking up, the English teacher said coolly, "That's your business, I didn't ask."

After a while, his egg fried rice arrived. Li Heng stopped talking to her and lowered his head to eat.

"Good afternoon, everyone. Is this Shao City No. 1 Middle School?"

Just as the two were eating quietly, an elegant lady in her 30s wearing a white shirt and red-framed glasses came over and asked them for directions.

The English teacher looked up, but didn't say anything because she had food in her mouth. She just pointed at the big gold-plated words at the gate of No. 1 Middle School with the tip of her chopsticks.

The man in white shirt smiled awkwardly. The words "Shao City No. 1 Middle School" were so big and eye-catching. In fact, she had seen them a long time ago.

She had asked for directions just now as an excuse to strike up a conversation. She looked between the two of them, and after a moment's hesitation, she asked, "Can I sit down?"

The English teacher smiled and nodded.

With permission, the man in white shirt sat at the last empty seat at the table and ordered some fried rice noodles: "Boss, I want fried rice."

Seeing that Li Heng's fried rice was full of red chili peppers, the lady added: "Don't put chili peppers in it."

The boss asked curiously: "Mei Tuo, which chili sauce should I put in?"

The boss spoke in a local dialect at an incredibly fast speed. The man in white shirt didn't understand him for a moment and bewilderedly asked the two for help.

Li Heng had time to translate: "The boss said it won't taste good without chili."

The man in the white shirt said with a smile in standard Mandarin: "It's OK, just stir-fry as usual, just don't add the chili pepper."

The boss took a closer look at the outsider and started frying him.

After a while, the fried noodles with fresh eggs were ready, but after taking a bite, White Shirt immediately turned his head to the side and started coughing violently.

After coughing for a long time, her originally fair and clean face turned red.

"Why is it spicy even without any chili?" asked the man in the white shirt.

Wang Runwen explained: "The pot and spatula have been in contact with chili peppers for many years, so they may be spicy."

Looking at the plate of orange fried rice, the woman in white shirt wanted to take another bite, but when she smelled the spicy taste, she lost her courage. After a long time, she put down her chopsticks and tentatively asked Wang Runwen:

"Hello, are you a teacher at No. 1 Middle School?"

Wang Runwen and Li Heng looked at her.

The man in the white shirt took out his work ID from his bag and said, "Don't misunderstand me, I'm the editor of October Literary Magazine. I'm sorry to bother you today because I want to get some information from you."

In fact, the reason why she came to ask Wang Runwen and Li Heng was because their unique temperament attracted her.

Especially Wang Runwen, who also wears glasses and looks like a teacher.

When Li Heng heard about "October" magazine, he knew what was going on. He probably thought that the magazine was looking for him. But he didn't know how the magazine knew that he was in No. 1 Middle School.

Could it be that an editor within Harvest magazine leaked the information?

In fact, if they were careful, other editors of "Harvest" magazine might really be able to find traces of Zouping's two trips to Shao City No. 1 Middle School.

Wang Runwen had the same guess. After looking at Li Heng, he took the initiative to take over the conversation: "What news?"

The man in the white shirt asked, "Did you know that the author of the novel "To Live" is from Shao City?"

This is not a secret, Wang Runwen nodded.

The man in the white shirt asked again, "I heard he will be teaching at No. 1 Middle School in December. I came here this time to ask him for an article. Do you know which teacher he is?"

Seeing that Li Heng and Wang Runwen were silent, he added a size to his white shirt and said, "If you two can tell me, I will reward you handsomely."

Wang Runwen shook his head. "Well, it seems that no teacher in No. 1 Middle School has published a novel. At least I haven't heard of it. There are a few teachers who have published articles in provincial and municipal newspapers, but they have little influence."

The man in white shirt was puzzled and asked after a while: "Excuse me, teacher, how many years have you been teaching here?"

Wang Runwen replied: "This year is the sixth year."

Have you been teaching for 6 years?

Logically speaking, you should be familiar with everything in the school, so how could you not have heard of it?
Could it be that the information he had paid a huge price for was wrong? White Shirt began to doubt it.

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