1979: My fiancée is a goddess

Chapter 179 Rapid progress
The next morning, it was just getting light outside the window.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and the wind was blowing hard. The two poplar trees in the teachers' compound were blown all over the place, the windows were rattling, and a faint wind was swirling around in the house.

In the dim sky, a flash of lightning like a dancing snake would occasionally slide down.

"There really was a thunderstorm."

Cheng Kaiyan lay on the bed, looking at the scene outside the window, thinking.

He checked his watch in the dim light and saw the green fluorescent light indicated six thousand five in the morning.

He then got up, made the bed, put on his shoes and socks, and walked out of the room.

Across the corridor are the master bedroom and bathroom, and the layout of the room is almost the same as that of later generations.

While in the bathroom solving a personal problem, go to the mirror.

The person in the mirror has a ruddy complexion and a healthy complexion.

"Wow!"

I scooped up a handful of cold water and rubbed my face, and immediately the fatigue from getting up early was washed away.

However, after washing her face, Cheng Kaiyan was troubled by the several towels on the hooks.

Both are white, but the patterns are different, one is a mandarin duck, and the other is a Chinese character for happiness.

Two short ones, one red and one pink.

"Forget it, just take one."

Cheng Kaiyan felt dizzy after watching it, so she picked up a short pink one and wiped her face dry.

After washing his face, he walked out of the bathroom and found that Jiang Ting had not gotten up yet.

Then he walked to the door and knocked, "Are you up, auntie?"

The room was very quiet with only his echo around.

After thinking for a while, Cheng Kaiyan opened the door and looked up.

On the big bed in the room, a slender figure curled up in the quilt, and the sound of breathing could be faintly heard.

"It's probably because of the thunder last night that she didn't sleep well. Forget it, let's wake her up first. It's so windy and rainy outside, I guess she can't go out. There aren't many people selling breakfast outside today."

He turned and left, closed the door quietly, and walked towards the kitchen. He wanted to see if there was anything to eat.

I searched every cabinet and rice jar in the kitchen and found that there was no vegetables or meat, not even rice in the jar. Fortunately, I found half a tube of noodles.

This woman is hopeless! She has no life at all.

Cheng Kaiyan complained in her heart.

"It doesn't seem to be enough..."

Cheng Kaiyan turned on the stove, set the pot, and began to boil water to cook noodles. While the water was boiling, she ran out to borrow some vegetables from Lin Xiaohong across the street.

……

"Shu~"

On the soft palm bed, Jiang Ting curled up in the quilt, occasionally one of her fair and delicate feet appeared outside, but she soon retracted it unconsciously.

Her usually cold face was pressed against the soft and comfortable pillow, her long and smooth hair was quietly draped on both sides, and a few strands of black hair were pursed at the corners of her mouth, like a thin stroke of ink on the white scroll.

Suddenly, her originally peaceful sleeping face turned a little pale.

She closed her eyes tightly, frowned, and breathed in small gulps. Beads of sweat broke out on her forehead. She curled up weakly in the quilt and wrapped herself tightly.

In the dream, it was a festive and lively night, with lights and decorations, wedding characters hanging everywhere, and guests toasting to celebrate...

"One bow to heaven and earth, two bows to the high hall..."

"May you live in peace for a hundred years and have a son soon..."

……

I don’t know how long it took, but a pair of dark and bright eyes in the room opened, and it seemed as if the whole room was lit up.

Jiang Ting sat up suddenly, supporting herself on the bed with her weak hands. The thin quilt slipped off her shoulders, and her messy clothes exposed her snow-white and slender shoulders.

She stared blankly at the scene outside the window where dark clouds were hanging low and the rain was so heavy that it was suffocating.

There was thunder outside before twelve o'clock last night.

The rumbling sound and the suddenly bright room revealed an atmosphere of dead silence, making it difficult for Jiang Ting to fall asleep.

She tossed and turned until the second half of the night before she fell into a deep sleep, but she had a nightmare.

wake up.

Thinking of this, Jiang Ting pursed her soft lips and forced a somewhat ugly smile.

She took a long breath, smoothed her messy hair, and then slowly calmed down.

"It's half past six..."

Looking at the time on her watch, she lifted the quilt and stood in front of the dressing mirror not far away, untying all the restraints on her body, silk pajamas, underwear, pajamas, etc.

With her clean and neat movements, they all fell to the ground.

In the mirror, a fair and delicate body with curvy curves was exposed to the somewhat cold air. The snow-white and soft jade core in front of the body trembled slightly when it felt the cold, and it looked like an inverted jade bowl.

The body of a woman who practices yoga regularly will have an S-shaped curve. Looking from top to bottom, every part of her body is just right and beautiful.

After staring at her body in the mirror for a long time, Jiang Ting took out a pair of brand new, clean clothes that smelled of detergent from the closet with an expressionless face and put them on.

Then he picked up the clothes, held them in his arms and walked out of the room. He glanced at Cheng Kaiyan's room. The door was open and no one was inside. "You got up so early? But where did you go?"

Jiang Ting didn't see anyone, so she shook her head and went to the bathroom to stuff all her clothes into a small basin.

Then he walked into the living room, picked up the thermos on the table and washed his face.

But at this moment, she heard gurgling sounds coming from the kitchen.

"Kai Yan? Is that you? Are you the one cooking in the kitchen?"

The woman called softly as she approached.

Soon, Cheng Kaiyan was seen busying around in the kitchen. He was cutting vegetables and tofu on the chopping board with a kitchen knife in his hand, and white hot steam was coming out of the pot behind him.

"You're awake? Because there's nothing in the house and it's raining hard outside, I had to cook some noodles. They'll be ready soon. Just boil the vegetables in hot water."

Cheng Kaiyan looked up and saw her walk into the kitchen, and responded in a gentle voice.

Jiang Ting felt warm in her heart when she saw him wearing an apron and cooking seriously at home.

Isn't this the scene she had longed for before?

She sighed in her heart, but soon adjusted herself and said with a smile: "Then I'll leave it to you to take care of me."

After saying that, he turned and left, went back to the bathroom, poured hot water, and tore off a red towel to soak it in the hot water.

After washing my face with this basin of hot water, I will have to wash clothes later.

Pressing the hot towel on her face made Jiang Ting feel much more comfortable.

Return to water and wring out again.

Then she came to the kitchen and said to Cheng Kaiyan, "Turn around, I'll wipe it for you."

When Cheng Kaiyan heard this, she was about to say that she had already washed, but seeing Jiang Ting's gentle gaze, she couldn't refuse her kindness.

He turned his head and lowered it a little to make it easier for her to wipe it.

The woman held his face in her hands and wiped it with a hot towel. Her movements were gentle, careful and comfortable.

After washing her face, Cheng Kaiyan glanced at the color of the towel, which was bright red, and subconsciously asked: "Why is the red one for washing your face? What is the pink one for?"

Ok?
Jiang Ting was stunned when she heard this, and then she asked coldly: "What did you do?"

"No...nothing."

Cheng Kaiyan felt something was wrong and said awkwardly.

He just washed his face, but seeing Jiang Ting's reaction, he didn't dare to say it.

Jiang Ting glared at him coldly, then left in a hurry.

Back in the bathroom, Jiang Ting immediately pulled off the short pink towel, which was still a little wet when she touched it.

Swish.

The beautiful woman in the mirror had a hot face, her cheeks were red, and her ears were red.

"You little bastard! How dare you use anything indiscriminately!"

Jiang Ting cursed inwardly and threw it into the basin with a bang.

……

We finished our meal in silence.

After Jiang Ting cleaned up the kitchen, she took Cheng Kaiyan to her room and started working.

There is a long table in front of the window, large enough for two people to work.

The two of them piled all the literary materials, paper manuscripts, and various books on the desk.

"This morning's task is relatively simple. We will sort out the papers and determine everyone's tasks. We will split up and work on them. You determine the framework, and I will reorganize what you wrote previously..."

Jiang Ting began to write and draw on paper, finalizing the tasks for the two of them for the next half month.

Cheng Kaiyan provided some advice, and after the two discussed it, they finally reached an agreement.

Before long, the two of them took up their pens and started writing. Jiang Ting was reading his previous paper and began to re-plan his writing based on the practical development logic of children's literature history. Cheng Kaiyan changed his previous thinking and continued to write.

The two of them flipped through books from time to time, and had heated discussions and exchanges from time to time...

This Saturday was both fulfilling and tiring.

Before I knew it, the morning had passed and it was half past twelve.

Jiang Ting stretched her body and said, "The rain has subsided a bit. Let's go outside to eat later."

"Okay, buy some food while you're at it."

I had a meal outside at noon and bought some rice, noodles, vegetables, meat, fruits, and some snacks.

Just yesterday, a few kilograms of oil were delivered.

After coming back, I returned the vegetables to Aunt Lin and continued working in the afternoon.

With the addition of Jiang Ting, an expert, the paper progressed rapidly. By the evening, she had revised 10% of the first draft. Seeing how eager she was, Cheng Kaiyan had to work hard to move forward, and her progress was only a quarter of hers.

After all, Jiang Ting was the one who made the revisions, while Cheng Kaiyan was the one who wrote from scratch.

In the evening, Cheng Kaiyan was cooking and Jiang Ting felt a little ashamed watching from the side, after all, she could only help.

After dinner, the two of them rested in the room. Jiang Ting was making coffee, which she said was brought by her niece Ning Wanjia.

"Not bad! It's pretty fast."

Jiang Ting stood in front of another table, listening to Cheng Kaiyan's report and praising it.

She was shaking the metal handle in her hand, grinding the coffee beans, and the aroma of coffee spread throughout the room.

"Isn't it because you never rest? I can't even take a break."

Cheng Kaiyan's hands were sore from tiredness as she hadn't stopped working the entire day.

Now it's night time, and this woman still wants to force him to drink coffee. Isn't this just whipping herself?

"Okay, I'll let you rest early later. It'll be over at 8:30."

Jiang Ting poured the coffee, stuffed it into his hand, and said angrily.

Time passed slowly, and in the blink of an eye it was June 20th.

The two of them made rapid progress. The first draft had already been revised and integrated, and Cheng Kaiyan had also pushed the progress to 70%.

It is expected that the paper will be completed by the end of this month.

That Friday, the two of them went out to school side by side.

After this period of time, the relationship between the two became more natural and harmonious.

Jiang Ting could also feel the care and concern from Cheng Kaiyan. It was obvious that she held a great importance in Cheng Kaiyan's heart.

After all, people are all made of flesh and blood, and as time goes by, it is inevitable that their feelings will deepen.

Of course don’t think too much, it’s just family love.

Early in the morning, the two met Director Fang and Professor Lu Zongta on their way upstairs.

"Professor Jiang, you seem to be feeling much better these past few days."

Director Fang touched his bald head and greeted with a smile.

With his keen eyesight, he could naturally see the changes in Jiang Ting. Her complexion became rosy and her cheeks were fuller.

"I've been eating more regularly lately and sleeping well, so naturally I feel better."

Jiang Ting said calmly, glancing at Cheng Kaiyan out of the corner of her eye.

For some reason, with him around during this period of time, I sleep much better every night and I don’t have nightmares anymore.

Now I feel happy and healthy.

Of course, the stomach problem is still the same and I can only adjust it slowly.

"People like us who work so hard on research that we forget to eat and sleep need someone to take care of us. Look, Comrade Xiao Cheng is taking good care of you, isn't he?"

Old Professor Lu Zongta smiled and said that he also lived in the teachers' compound, so he naturally knew that Cheng Kaiyan and Jiang Ting lived together.

I heard that we hadn't cooked for half a year, but after Comrade Xiao Cheng came, we started cooking again.

"This is a good thing. Comrade Xiao Cheng has done a great deed by taking good care of your aunt."

Director Fang looked at the two of them in surprise, but didn't see anything unusual.

Thinking of the relationship between the two, he quickly dispelled that speculation.

"Today is the day when the new issue of Peking University Journal is published. Let's go take a look together!"

Director Fang led everyone to the journal reading room and quickly found the "Journal of Peking University" which had just been published today.

After searching for a while, I finally found an article signed by Jiang Ting, a professor at Beijing Normal University.

“It’s finally released.”

Cheng Kaiyan sighed while holding the journal.

Writing a paper is more troublesome than writing a novel. From writing to review to publication, half a year is considered fast.

"Deputy Director Yan of Peking University is planning to invite you to give a lecture at Peking University. Do you have time?"

Director Fang had a satisfied smile on his face. This article received quite a lot of response in the industry. The senior professors from Peking University's Chinese Department all praised it after reading it. Their Deputy Director Yan even wanted Jiang Ting to give a lecture.

After all, this is cutting-edge research related to cultural communication and cultural invasion.

"Sure, any time is fine."

Jiang Ting nodded. She was very happy that the article was published.

Of course, there was still not much expression on his face.

"This weekend, then."

Everyone reached an agreement and the two returned to the office to continue working.

Cheng Kaiyan sat for a while and then went to class. Today's class was taught by a teacher from the Chinese department.

The talk was mediocre, so he didn't really listen and just continued to perfect his paper.

Wang Anyi, who was standing beside him, became more and more curious, because during this period of time, she often saw Cheng Kaiyan writing something.

Driven by curiosity, Wang Anyi quietly moved closer, pursed her lips and held her breath, and glanced secretly with the corner of her eyes. When she saw the word "thesis", her pupils suddenly shrank.

"paper?!!"

"Cheng Kaiyan is actually writing a paper?"

Wang Anyi read a few more lines and saw the following words written on the paper:

“In terms of the current development and creative direction of children’s literature in China, it is imperative to construct a diversified theoretical system of creation, aesthetics and criticism, with the three major themes of children’s literature as the center and the creation theories such as child-centered theory and childlike innocence theory as the supplement…”

What are the three main themes of children's literature?

Mother's love, naughty children, nature...

Wang Anyi thought about it for a moment, felt that there was great potential, and immediately took a deep breath.

This guy Cheng Kaiyan wants to make a big move again!

He actually wants to construct a complete theoretical system of children's literature?
This is something that is completely blank in the country!

Wang Anyi didn't recover until the get out of class was over.

Liu Shuhua, Zhang Kangkang and others came over and wanted to invite her to have lunch together.

"Xiao An Yi, let's go have lunch!"

"what happened to you?"

Everyone asked curiously.

Seeing everyone asking questions, Wang Anyi swallowed her saliva and couldn't hold back her desire to share, so she said, "Do you know what I saw during class?"

"what did you see?"

"Aren't you sitting with Cheng Kaiyan? What did you see about him? It surprised you so much, hehehe...could it be..." everyone teased.

"He's writing a paper! And it's a really great paper!"

Wang Anyi spat softly, these middle-aged women are not shy at all!

"Ah? Thesis?"

“What good is there in writing this?”

Liu Shuhua, Wang Zuling, Zhang Kangkang and others looked at each other in bewilderment. The thesis seemed very grand and it was said that they would have to write a thesis when they graduated.

And it is really shocking that Cheng Kaiyan is actually writing a thesis now!
"Could he have written this so he wouldn't have to write it when he graduated?"

Zhang Kangkang guessed.

"This is for academic research! Do you understand?"

Wang Anyi's parents are both highly educated, so they naturally understand these things. She explained with pride on her face.

"Academic research?"

These women with little education immediately exclaimed in surprise, this is academic research!
I heard that only professors and experts have this ability.

This Cheng Kaiyan is so amazing!
(End of this chapter)