The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 166, Are your legs trembling? (Please subscribe!)

  When the party was over, Du Shuangling took the initiative to find Zhang Xuan and said softly:

   "When I was just going down the steps, Qingzhu was pushed down by someone and accidentally twisted his foot. I'll follow him back to the dormitory tonight."

   Zhang Xuan hurriedly asked Zou Qingzhu, "Which foot, is it serious?"

  Zou Qingzhu lifted his right foot and twisted it, and replied, "It's okay, it just hurts a little bit."

   Zhang Xuan bent down and looked at it, it was just okay, it was all swollen, and he quickly suggested: "It's all like this, let's go to the infirmary to have a look."

  I didn't expect that this girl Zou Qingzhu was not hypocritical at all, she shook her hand and said, "It's not necessary, it's just a little swollen. It's not unheard of before, as long as the ankle can be twisted, it's not a big deal."

   After persuading her several times, seeing that she was still unwilling to go to the infirmary, Zhang Xuan had no choice but to turn his head to Comrade Shuangling and said:

   "Then you can take Qingzhu and Wenhui back to the house for the night. There is ten thousand flowers oil in the drawer under the TV cabinet, and there are bruises and injuries. It will be faster if you apply some."

  Du Shuangling asked him softly, "Then are you going back tonight?"

   Zhang Xuan's heart twitched, and he said politically, "No, I'll live in the dormitory tonight."

   This time, Zou Qingzhu didn't hold back any more, and went to the teacher's apartment to rent a house accompanied by Du Shuangling and Wen Hui.

   Seeing the three girls leave, Wei Zisen, who had been watching from the side, suddenly imitated Du Shuangling's tone:

   "Then are you going to rent a house tonight? There are three beauties in the house tonight. Hmm... If you don't come back, can you go to supper with us?"

   Hearing these yin and yang strange words, Zhang Xuan glanced at him, ignoring the presence of Liu Siming and Shen Fan, he just kicked.

  The four walked out of the north gate, Zhang Xuan asked Wei Zisen, "Where are you going to take me and Lao Shen two light bulbs to eat?"

  Wei Zisen waved his hand and pointed to the front: "The seafood porridge in the fat man's food stall in front is good, I will take you and Lao Shen to try it."

   Said, the four of them turned a corner and arrived at the Fatty Food stall.

   It is said to be a food stall, but in fact, the place is not wide, only 20 square meters of land.

  There are some old tables, old chairs with a plastic tarp to keep out the wind and rain.

   It was just after nine o'clock, the most prosperous time for supper, the food stalls were very noisy, the sound of frying pans, the bumping of pots and pans, and the sound of drinking and drinking, one after another, mixed into one.

   Walking around the corner, Zhang Xuan suddenly stopped moving.

   Because she saw Xiao Shi and Gu Run.

   Gu Run immediately waved his hands when he saw the four of them appearing.

   Zhang Xuan asked: "Why is Little Eleven here?"

   Wei Zisen said of course: "Of course she is here, I invited her and Gu Run."

   There is nothing wrong with the guests saying this, but Zhang Xuan still feels a little cheated.

   frowned: "Are you her care?"

   Wei Zisen hummed: "No one cares, I just want to see the fun."

   Zhang Xuan was convinced by these words, and he tried to do it again.

   Seeing Zhang Xuan's silence, Liu Siming and Shen Fan laughed out loud.

   took his seat, and Xiao Eleven blatantly leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Did your legs tremble when you saw me just now?"

   Zhang Xuan leaned back, got away from her, and asked squintingly, "Do you know when your legs are shaking?"

  Su Jinyu was stunned for a moment, then leaned forward again shamelessly, and asked curiously, "When did you start trembling?"

   Zhang Xuan glanced at a few people, and said slowly, "Have you ever seen a wild dog tangled by the roadside?"

  Su Jinyu was silent for a while, then her eyes flashed, and she looked at him strangely: "Then do you want your legs to tremble, or do you want mine to tremble?"

   Zhang Xuan, "..."

   Niang Xipi's, she's not good, she was molested by this woman, why is she so thick-skinned?

   Zhang Xuan frowned: "The other girls are not like you, why are you so open-mouthed?"

  Xiao Shishi pretended to be innocent and looked at him: "I'm a bosom reader of yours. After reading so many of your articles, I saw the word "color". I thought I liked this tone."

   Zhang Xuan, "..."

   is so correct, the old man doesn't know how to refute it!

   Damn, it was to make money at that time, so how did you get the manuscript fee?

   No, this old man is not short of this money now, so he has to stop his bosom friend, otherwise it will be a bit of a loss of character.

  What kind of feelings are not sentimental, compared with the image, you can stay where it is cool.

   Seeing that he was choking on himself again, Little Eleven changed the subject and whispered:

   "How was my performance tonight? Charismatic?"

   Zhang Xuan said perfunctorily, "It's good."

   Little Eleven's eyes flashed again, "How good is it?"

  Zhang Xuan moved to the left, and said in a bad mood: "It just means that you are very charming. Many animals are willing to bow down under your pomegranate skirt."

   "Really." Little Eleven looked at him with a smile in his eyes, and then straightened his body back.

   Just before sitting back, he underestimated a sentence: "Since this girl is so attractive, why don't you choose me when you choose a concubine?"

  Grandma a bear!

   Is this Wei Zisen 13? Have you opened your mouth?

   Spread the word so fast?

   Needless to say, Zhang Xuan found a vent this evening.

   Fuck your motherfucker, you can't be more shameless than that bitch, Eleven. You drink to death, you licking dog!

   One hour down.

   Wei Zisen, a happy young man, no matter how he refused, he still failed to escape the punishment of the old hooligans of society. Success got drunk and fell under the table.

   I would rather be blamed by the world than by the rest of the world. With this belief in killing everything, Liu Siming did not let it go. He was also drunk, dizzy and hugged the back of a chair, where he couldn't tell the difference between east, west, north and south.

   "You watch them order, I'll go to the toilet." With that, Zhang Xuan put down the beer bottle, slipped away, and went straight back to the dormitory.

   As for the safety issue, he is not worried, Shen Fan, Xiao Shi and Gu Run are still there.

   This evening, Xiao Eleven went back to the dormitory to wash up and lay down on the bed.

   Lie down in a daze.

   was in a daze because of Zhang Xuan's sentence "other girls are not like you, why are you so open-mouthed".

   She was thinking, did she take the wrong route?

   But after reading through Zhiyin magazine, Zhang Xuan is definitely a person who has a lot of research on "female sex".

   And he has a girlfriend so early, so if he doesn't give others any hope, can he see tomorrow if he doesn't take the conventional route?

   She didn't know that.

   She only knew that she would definitely not see tomorrow if she took the conventional route.

  …

   Another Thursday.

   "Zhang Xuan, your letter!"

   When Zhang Xuan spread out his college English textbook, Little Eleven came in through the back door.

   handed him a parcel and an international registered mail.

   Zhang Xuan took a look and found that the parcel was, as expected, sent by "People's Literature".

  The package contains a sample journal, an editor's letter, and a piece of paper.

  The sample issue this time is different from the previous one, and the entire volume is the serialized content of "Wind Sound".

   Zhang Xuan simply flipped through, but lost interest.

  Open the editorial letter, there are some old clichés in front of it, you can forget it after reading it.

In the middle of the   er letter, People's Literature arranged the interview time before the Chinese New Year.

  The interview location is Uemura.

The reason given by   People's Literature is impeccable, indicating that the schedule around New Year's Day is full. It can only be determined a few years ago according to the choice provided by Zhang Xuan.

   Years ago, no matter where we interviewed.

   is a bit of a hassle, those books that are rented have to be checked back.

   After all, these more than 100 books are facades, and they are part of the basis and materials for their own creation.

  Can not be neglected.

The last paragraph of the    editorial letter mentions the publication of physical books.

  It is expected to be released in April next year. The first batch is planned to print 20,000 copies to test the waters and explore the market response.

   Of course, this is just a situation disclosed in advance by the editor of People's Literature, so that he can prepare in his heart.

   As for the specific issues of publishing physical books, we will have to wait for the two sides to meet and discuss in detail.

   The content of this editor’s letter is more important. I read it word by word very slowly, but after 10 minutes, I still read it.

   Zhang Xuan took the last attached paper.

   The attached sheets are all questions to be interviewed.

   This is also at Zhang Xuan's request. People's Literature disclosed some questions to him in advance. Which ones can be asked casually for communication?

  Which problems need Shuangfei to grasp the size?

   Even which issues involve the sensitive points of the parties, they must be crossed out!

   Zhang Xuan read it carefully and felt fine.

  The literary media of these years is still very credible and credible, with morals, sentiments, and bottom lines.

   Pay attention to face.

   Unlike those unscrupulous media in later generations, they dare to ask anything and report anything in order to gain attention.

   But he knew that things couldn't be that simple. At that time, people's literature will definitely attack some problems that are not on paper in order to be "fresh".

   It’s just that none of these are big issues. After all, under the 19-year-old's green skin, there lives an old yb.

   After reading the letters of People's Literature, Zhang Xuan put them all into the postal package.

   Glancing at Little Eleven who was taking notes seriously, Zhang Xuan heartily opened the international registered letter.

   It's really frustrating!

  I was a little afraid of Lilith in my past and present life.

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