1985, the year of the great writer, began with Infernal Affairs!

Beijing.

People's Literature Publishing House.

He Chongshan is fifty years old this year. Both his physical health and energy have passed the peak of his life. However, he is not willing to admit defeat and still follows the same routine he used when he was doing research in his youth. He gets up at four o'clock to read.

However, before he could do his research, he had to deal with the manuscripts sent by Contemporary Journal, which had piled up to more than a hundred and he couldn't ignore them.

"Good works are becoming increasingly rare!"

He Chongshan was actually somewhat resistant. Sometimes reading manuscripts felt like eating shit. He finally managed to get a decent one, only to find out in the end that it was a big shot's pseudonym.

"See? See?"

He Chongshan moved the mountain of manuscripts over and began to look through them one by one.

"no."

"This one won't do either."

"This is even worse than the last one."

Seeing that it was seven o'clock in the morning, he was about to leave for work at Peking University when he suddenly saw a letter at the very top with three words written on it: Infernal Affairs.

The handwriting is vigorous and powerful, penetrating the paper.

This is a term from the Nirvana Sutra, which few people in China know. He Chongshan hesitated for a moment, then took the manuscript and went to work.

Once in the office, after handling some unavoidable matters, He Chongshan nervously took out the manuscript and laid it flat on the table.

This article has two possibilities: either it's excellent, written by a big shot using an alternate account, or it's written by some fame-seeking individual who saw this phrase somewhere and thought it was pretty good to use at the beginning of an article.

He Chongshan hopes it will be the first option.

With a nervous heart, he began to read.

The story takes place in Liaobei Province. It begins with Chen Yongren, an outstanding student expelled from the police academy, who goes undercover in a gang and gradually rises to become a gang leader. However, only his superior, Officer Huang, knows that he is not a gangster but an undercover police officer.

In contrast, Liu Jianming is the godson of a triad gang. Under Han Chen's instructions, he went undercover to join the public security system. Every day, he wears a sharp uniform but informs his godfather of the police's search routes.

One is a devil who wants to be human again, and the other is a lonely soul who wants to return to the sunlight.

Here, Attorney Xie made some adjustments to reflect the era, such as stating that gangs did not traffic drugs because there were no such large drug trafficking groups in China at that time; smuggling was more common.

The location was also changed, and at this point, the relationship between the two sides was still quite tense.

"Sweet highs, accurate mids, powerful lows. In short, crystal clear."

"We agreed on three years, then another three years, then another three years... it's almost been ten years, boss!"

"Someone has to do this kind of thing."

......

He Chongshan watched intently, from the exchange of intelligence between the two undercover agents, to Han Chen smashing Chen Youren's cast, to the smuggled goods being sunk into the sea, and Han Chen's furious outburst at the police station...

This manuscript... is really well written!

He Chongshan's eyes lit up!

As the story progresses, both sides realize that there is an undercover agent within their ranks. Officer Huang is discovered and tragically sacrifices his life!

Nobody knew that Chen Yongren was an undercover agent! He had practically become a real gangster!

What happens next? How will things develop?

He Chongshan turned to the next page, but the manuscript paper was empty.

That's all?

He Chongshan was stunned for a moment, then angrily slammed his fist on the table!

Why park here of all places? It's just teasing people!

shameful!

That's absolutely shameful!

The graduate students outside the door shrank back, wondering what was wrong with Lao He today. Was he on his period and so irritable?

He Chongshan had already adjusted his breathing; he had decided to publish the article.

It's so well written! The intertwined fates of Chen Yongren and Liu Jianming, and the power struggle between Officer Huang and Han Chen's superiors, are all incredibly captivating.

"By the way, who wrote this article?"

He guessed that this must be the pseudonym of some big shot in the industry, after all, the writing style was too skillful and the pacing too comfortable, it was definitely not something a novice author could write.

He Chongshan glanced at the end of the letter; the sender's name was Xie Lv.

There was also a line of smaller print next to it:

"Dear Professor He, I am Xie Lv, a freshman at Wuhan University, but I have not received my admission notice yet. I am very anxious and would like to ask you to help me find out."

"Thank you so much, Attorney Xie!"

A freshman at Wuhan University? Wouldn't it be easy for a professor from Peking University to ask him?

This person has an exceptional talent for writing. If given the opportunity later, we must encourage him to apply for graduate school at Peking University again.

He Chongshan glanced at the small print, and without hesitation, called over one of his graduate students: "Go and ask around at Wuhan University's undergraduate admissions office if there's a new student named Xie Lü from Liaobei Province this year."

......

After delivering the manuscript, Xie went home. After all, he had just borrowed 100 yuan from someone, and it would be impolite to stay at their place and freeload meals. He also couldn't bear the embarrassment.

When Xie Youshan heard that Liu Zhenyu was powerless to help, he clicked his tongue in regret. However, he was happy again when he heard that they had borrowed 100 yuan.

With this hundred, and if I borrow a little more, I can quickly make two hundred.

If we can raise 200 yuan, we can get my son's admission letter from Wuhan University!

"Lawyer Xie, come with me to your Uncle Li's house."

That day, Xie Youshan said.

"I'm not going."

Xie Lu lay lazily on the kang (a heated brick bed). Of course, he didn't want to go. Li Hanwen's family didn't have anything good to offer, and he would never go to give them money.

"What if we don't accept your acceptance letter?" Xie Youshan asked, frowning.

That depends on Lao He's efficiency... Xie Lu estimated in his mind that he had sent an express package, and ten days should be enough for a round trip, unless Lao He was too lazy and was piling up the manuscripts without looking at them...

"It's still a long way before school starts."

Xie Lu dodged the question by saying, "Besides, you can still report for duty even without an acceptance letter these days."

"Can I report for duty without an acceptance letter?"

Xie Youshan's first reaction was disbelief. Perhaps fathers and mothers don't like to agree with what their children say. But then he thought, his own son can borrow 100 yuan, while he himself has only managed to borrow 70 yuan despite working himself to the bone. He's not even as good as his son!

"Then let's listen to him," Xie Youshan sighed.

"Thump! Thump!"

Just then, there was a knock on the door.

When Xie Youshan opened the door, he was surprised to find that Li Hanwen had come in person.

He was also holding a rectangular envelope in his hand, but it was unclear what was inside.