"here."

Li Dong carried a bicycle and carried a canvas bag, and waved to Han Ling who was walking out of the school gate. But why was there one more person? Li Dong muttered that Han Ling had two braids next to him and was wearing a small red flower jacket, and she was quite beautiful.

"Li Dong, how did you get the bicycle?"

It wasn't just arrived, why did there be a bicycle? Han Ling was surprised and Li Dong said with a smile. "I wanted to prepare it for a long time." The bicycle was placed in the yard by Huang Shengnan, just like a means of transportation.

"I'll introduce it to my classmate Susan."

Han Ling said with a smile. "Li Dong."

Susan looked at Li Dong and said that Li Dong was definitely fashionable. She had a jacket and brown pants similar to jeans on the upper body, and was wearing fur lint boots, and tall. Not to mention, she was dressed as a young man in society. Susan was a little doubtful if Han Ling had been cheated.

You should know that Han Ling said that Li Dong was a student of Nanyang University, and this person had nothing to do with the students and looked very social.

Li Dong looked at Susan. The most common scarf in the 1970s and 1980s, two braids, cotton shoes, and not tall. Li Dong was probably at most 1.6 meters away.

"Hello, Susan."

"Hello, Li Dong."

When the two met, Li Dong had no idea about Susan, but he thought the little girl had a round and cute face, especially her flesh. It was rare these days, and she felt like she was pinching her.

The three of them walked and had an extra bicycle. Li Dong had no choice but to find a parking place, pay a few cents and put it on first.

"Have you eaten breakfast?"

"Not yet."

Li Dong smiled and said, "I am not familiar with the place. Isn't you waiting for you to take me to taste authentic Beijing snacks?"

"Then you've found the right person."

Han Ling smiled and said, "Susan is a local, and she knows where the things are authentic."

No wonder I took Susan and the few people came to the morning stall. There were still a lot of people in line. Han Ling and Susan took out the food coupons and money. "Give it."

“Try this fried cake.”

“It tastes good.”

"I'll just say it."

The three of them made a fried cake. Li Dong's share was paid by Han Ling, and Susan endured it and didn't say anything.

On the way, Han Ling asked Li Dong what he came to Beijing to do, and Li Dong said with a smile. "Let's talk about the issue of publishing a newly written novel."

"The production of new novels is so high."

Susan looked at Li Dong and looked like a literati. She wrote novels and published them. She always felt that this flower was a bit inconsistent when she said it from Li Dong.

"well enough."

"Write whatever you want."

Li Dong smiled. "I've published it back and I'll give you one."

"OK."

As he walked, a voice suddenly shouted, "Li Dong?"

“Huh?”

Someone shouted, and Li Dong looked back and saw that the girl looked familiar. After looking carefully, she became more and more familiar. "You are Guo Xiujiao, what a coincidence."

"yes."

There are two girls and two boys around Guo Xiujiao, and this is shopping.

"I really didn't expect to meet you. When I met Qingqing the day before yesterday, I said, "When will you come to Beijing? We will treat you to a meal." Guo Xiujiao said with a smile.

"Xiujiao, who is this?"

Li Dong and Guo Xiujiao were talking when a boy next to him interjected.

"Li Dong, Teacher Li, what I told you last time."

"Don't."

Li Dong waved his hand quickly. "Just just shout your name, don't you Teacher Li."

"Li Dong, you are still really modest."

"Li Dong, wow, it's that great writer."

The girl next to me remembered and said, why did she sound so familiar? The great writer Guo Xiujiao talked about before.

"You really wrote the red sorghum?"

"That's right."

Li Dong smiled.

Susan was stunned by Li Dong. "Lingling, what did he just say he wrote?"

"Red sorghum, don't you like it very much? Are you happy to see the writer?" Han Ling said with a smile.

It's really impossible. Susan always thought that the author of Red Sorghum was at least middle-aged, but she didn't expect that she was so young.

"What does it mean?"

"Is there any helper?"

Li Dong was stunned. The boy didn't speak very nicely. When Li Dong looked at him, he understood that this boy was a little interested in Guo Xiujiao. He might have been chatting with him.

"Don't be in trouble with Guo Fan."

Guo Xiujiao has always been paying attention to people's literature and often has articles from Li Dong.

"Is there anything wrong with this time?"

"Nothing is wrong."

Li Dong saw Guo Fan still next to him and smiled. "I won't Hongliang get the top ten short stories of the people's literature year, and there are a few essays that have top ten essays. In addition, the new novels discuss the contract, I'll come here."

Guo Fan's face turned a little ugly when he heard what Li Dong said. These awards were no joke.

"That's amazing."

Guo Xiujiao and several female classmates looked at Li Dong with admiration and admiration.

"It's okay."

"Teacher Li, I'm still really modest."

After chatting for a few more words, Guo Xiujiao asked Li Dong how many days he would stay. "It will take a week, so there will be more things this time."

"That's great. I'll have class tomorrow, and I'll make an appointment with Qingqing to invite you to dinner the day after tomorrow."

Guo Xiujiao smiled and said, "Just treat it as a thank you for the signature book you sent us."

"Although still living in the original place?"

"yes."

After making an appointment, Guo Xiujiao left with her classmates.

"Li Dong, it's amazing."

Han Ling thought to herself, and said that she had no acquaintances in Beijing, and the girl was so beautiful, and she looked like a star.

"You really wrote the red sorghum?"

Susan looked at Li Dong, and Li Dong nodded. "Yes, what's wrong?"

"Susan likes red sorghum."

"Thanks."

Still a book fan, Li Dong smiled. "Do you want to sign an autograph?" There are still some in the courtyard. Li Dong plans to send a signature book to friends, but of course there are not many friends in Beijing.

"May I?"

"certainly."

After a walk around, Li Dong invited the two of them to have lunch and returned to Siheyuan.

"Huang Shengnan said to Aunt Liu, I'll take a break tomorrow, so I have to prepare well."

I must bring the medicinal wine with me, this is a real good thing, although the packaging is not very good.

"Let's do it, go to People's Literature in the afternoon."

Last time I had an unpleasant relationship with the editor, but Li Dong and Wang Meng and other teachers had a good relationship, so I can’t forget it from the publishing house.

"The other thing is to go to Professor Feng Kang's house."

Feng Duan brought some specialties, and Li Dong planned to buy two bottles of Maotai, add some milk powder, fruits, etc.

I also have to visit Mr. Qi Gong, Mr. Wu Guanzhong, and I don’t know if I have gone out to sketch.

"Go to people's literature first."

I have sorted out some of the golden age manuscripts. Li Dong has changed the manuscripts, but it is still in the core, which slightly reduces some intimate descriptions of men and women. It is still difficult to publish books that are too passionate these days.
To be continued...