After dinner, Editor-in-Chief Hong left and returned to the capital.

Glancing at Wen Hui, Tao Ge said he was going home and took Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu with him. He said he had company and said he would be there on time for the party.

After seeing off the two groups of people, Zhang Xuan walked into the school from the south gate. Zhang Xuan asked Wen Hui: "When will you rehearse?"

Wen Hui said: "At 3 o'clock in the afternoon, I will only wait for the last time."

Gee, this is the treatment of a big shot.

Zhang Xuan asked again: "How are you preparing?"

Wen Hui replied: "Fortunately, there is no need to prepare."

Also, you have made it all the way to the Liszt International Piano Competition. Isn’t this kind of campus party a piece of cake?

After chatting for a while, when they arrived at the platform on the second floor of the teacher's apartment, Wen Hui suddenly asked him:

"Are you busy today?"

Zhang Xuan shook his head: "I'm not busy. I just finished writing "The World". My mind is now full of characters in the book. I want to take a rest for a week."

Wen Hui looked at the corridor on the third floor and said, "Come up and sit for a while?"

Zhang Xuan was a little surprised, but agreed without hesitation.

Go up to the third floor and open and close the door.

Wen Hui changed her shoes and went in and asked him: "Can I have ice Coke?"

Zhang Xuan glanced at her and said drink.

Wen Hui took out a bottle of Coke from the refrigerator, poured two cups, put one cup in front of him, and took one herself.

I saw her take a small sip and asked: "Is every woman like this?"

This question was so confusing that Zhang Xuan was stunned: "What?"

Wen Hui looked at the Coke in the cup and said, "Do you not let go of every woman you fall in love with?"

Zhang Xuan: "..."

Zhang Xuan took a sip of iced Coke and said, "I am very discerning, and there are very few women who make me completely attracted."

Hearing this, Wen Hui's eyes shifted, fell on him and asked directly: "Whose number am I?"

this?

Is Wen Hui in trouble today?

Zhang Xuan thought for a while, and since he couldn't lie, he answered truthfully: "The third one."

Wen Hui asked again: "Is the first one Shuang Ling? Or Mi Jian?"

How to answer this question?

The most beloved one is Mi Jian, and the two actors are his wives. The weight of the two of them in his heart is not high or low.

Seeing that he remained silent, Wen Hui changed the subject: "Is it true that every woman you have slept with, instead of hating you, actually remembers your goodness?"

Zhang Xuan was stunned.

Isn't Wen Hui eating gunpowder today? Is she eating atomic bombs?

Meeting her eyes, the old man slowly turned the cup in his hand: "The women I have slept with are my women, and I will be responsible for them."

Wen Hui asked: "Where is Tao Ge?"

Zhang Xuan said: "I only regard her as a friend and a confidant."

At this point, he came to his senses, raised his head and asked, "Did Tao Ge say something to you?"

Wen Hui looked away, smiled and said nothing.

After sitting quietly for about two minutes, she stood up and said, "I plan to take a nap, you go and do your work."

Zhang Xuan said: "I'm not busy today."

Wen Hui stared into his eyes: "You can be busy."

Zhang Xuan's mouth twitched, he was driving people away by force.

After getting bored, Zhang Xuan left the third floor and walked directly to the dormitory.

When passing by the door of Lao Deng's house, I casually looked inside and saw no one, but there was a vague sound coming from the shower room.

You can't hear it if you don't listen carefully.

Zhang Xuanren was dumbfounded. He turned back and looked at the big sun above the blue sky. Is this Rooney really like what those teachers had said: Su Daji was reincarnated and cannibalized people in bed?

He quietly left and after walking about 200 meters, Zhang Xuan picked out his mobile phone and called Lao Deng.

The phone rang 6 times before it was answered.

Zhang Xuan asked: "Old Deng, where are you?"

Lao Deng replied: "At home."

Oh, just be at home, not someone else.

Lao Deng asked: "What do you want from me?"

Zhang Xuan said: "Oh, look at my memory. I forgot that I had something to do just now, but now I'm stuck."

Lao Deng was so angry that he hung up the phone directly.

Rooney, who was sitting on the washstand, asked, "What do I want from you?"

Lao Deng grinned: "This guy must have had a brain attack."

Rooney frowned: "I asked you to close the door, but you didn't close it. You're so impatient. Couldn't you be overheard while passing by?"

Lao Deng put on his pants: "I'm going to close the door."

Seeing the phone being hung up, Zhang Xuan was happy, but at the same time he was also worried: If this continues, Lao Deng will hang up before finishing the traditional Chinese medicine?

It will be troublesome for Yintai Capital to find another person.

No one in the dormitory was there, only Shen Fan was reading.

Zhang Xuan asked: "Old Chen, where are they?"

Shen Fan called out "Brother Xuan" and said: "Old Wei was pestered away by Liu Siming. Old Li checked in with a teacher and didn't come back last night. Old Ou, Ding Yanhong and the others went to the library to read."

Zhang Xuan pulled up a stool and sat down: "Why don't you go to the library?"

Shen Fan sighed: "I don't want to stay with Meijuan."

Zhang Xuan became interested: "Did Yao Meier notice that she was jealous? Or is Fang Meijuan still obsessed with you?"

Shen Fan turned the pen in his hand and said, "I have them all."

Imagining Yaomei'er's sharp-tongued appearance, Zhang Xuan asked with concern: "Is Yaomei'er not making trouble with you?"

Shen Fan lifted up his clothes: "When I went to bed at night, my waist was pinched."

Zhang Xuan lowered his head and took a look: "It's not that bad, just because Fang Meijuan is so fierce?"

Over the past few years, the two of them talked about everything. Shen Fan expressed his bitterness and said: "Last time Lao Li came to my house to have a drink with me, and then the two of them got drunk. Lao Li asked me, "Do I have a crush on Dong Ziyu?"

Yaomei'er happened to hear what she said, and she pinched me every day from now on."

"Hahaha...."

Zhang Xuan patted his thigh with his hand and laughed heartily: "Old Li is doing harm to others. How did he know that you have a crush on Dong Ziyu?"

Shen Fan was a little confused: "I thought only Brother Xuan knew about this, but I didn't expect Lao Li to notice it too."

Zhang Xuan blinked: "Is it possible that both the two friends in the dormitory know about it? You are the only one who is kept in the dark?"

Shen Fan's expression froze and he pulled up instantly.

Zhang Xuan patted him on the shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay. Who doesn't have a crush at this age? You're married anyway, so you don't have to worry about this."

During the postgraduate examination on the 14th, Zhang Xuan chatted with Shen Fan for a while and then left, fearing to disturb him.

Thinking of taking the postgraduate entrance examination, he thought about it and decided to go to the Management Institute to find the secretary and director.

Unexpectedly, the secretary was not there, so Zhang Xuan turned to find the director.

The director is here. I also met two acquaintances here, Dong Ziyu and Xiao Shiyi.

"Hey, are you out of quarantine today?" After getting along for a long time, everyone's words have changed from being cautious and respectful in the past to being casual. No, the director with a smile on his face almost whistled when he said hello.

"After I finish writing, I will come out and walk around."

Zhang Xuan nodded with Dong Ziyu and Xiao Eleven, and sat down opposite the director in a familiar manner.

"When will it be published?" the director asked impatiently.

"It's still early." Zhang Xuan said.

Speaking of which, he was also depressed. Everyone who knew him would ask this question when they saw him. Damn it, they would be speechless.

Seemingly knowing that he had something to discuss with the director, Dong Ziyu and Xiao Shiyi wisely went outside, pretending to be going to the toilet, but actually avoiding suspicion.
To be continued...