Zhenzhen stood up when she heard her name. When she looked up, she saw Xi Junjie looking at her with a meaningful look. Zhenzhen didn't think too much about it. Instead, she felt a little excited because she could have a situational dialogue with Xi Junjie. In the French major, Zhenzhen didn't dare to say that she was the best because of Xi Junjie. He has a pure pronunciation and is proficient in grammar. He usually has no pressure to talk to the teacher in French in class. It's no exaggeration to say that he speaks French like his mother tongue. Zhenzhen really doesn't understand why he chose this major. Is he here to be lazy
They both came out from their seats. Zhen Zhen saw that Professor Meng did not urge them to start, so she thought about discussing it with Xi Junjie first. But when she just walked in front of Xi Junjie, he smiled at her and said in French: "You are here?"
Zhenzhen couldn't help but glare at Xi Junjie. Why didn't this guy play by the rules? Why did he start before they even had to rehearse their lines? But when she saw out of the corner of her eye that the teacher had already started the timer, she couldn't think of anything else and just gritted her teeth and said, "Well, I'm late."
Xi Junjie looked at Zhenzhen seriously and said, "It's a little late." His deep eyes seemed to want to look into Zhenzhen's heart, and his tone was also a little melancholy: "I have been away from you for too long. Every second seems like a century to me."
Zhenzhen's face instantly turned red. Although she knew it was just an ordinary test, she still felt very involved when being stared at by such eyes. Looking at the deep eyes in front of her, Zhenzhen couldn't help but cover her face: Oh my god, she is so beautiful and speaks so seductively, it's just too unfair.
French had only been studied for one semester, and the students in the class had limited French proficiency. No student except Zhenzhen understood what Xi Junjie said. However, no one is stupid to be admitted to Didu University. Seeing this, Zhenzhen was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then her cheeks turned red. Everyone knew that Xi Junjie had said something extraordinary.
There are several boys in the French class who like Zhenzhen. Some of them have already thought that when they learn more French, they will express their ideas in French. Maybe this thing will work out. Who would have thought that when their ideas are still in the thinking stage, Xi Junjie seems to have put them into action? Listening to her beautiful and fluent French and looking at her face that is more beautiful than a woman, several boys who have feelings for Zhenzhen covered their faces in frustration. It’s not that they don’t work hard, but the key is that the opponent is too strong.
Many girls like Xi Junjie's looks. Boys of this era look a bit rustic in both their clothes and temperament. But Xi Junjie always wears a white shirt in summer and a straight Zhongshan suit in spring and autumn, which highlights his temperament. Basically, as long as Xi Junjie enters the classroom, the girls in the class usually can't see him.
The girls sitting in the audience saw Xi Junjie, who rarely talked to girls, looking at Li Mingzhen so seriously on the podium. They were all anxious and wanted to pull Li Mingzhen down and finish the dialogue themselves. It didn't matter whether they could understand it or not. As long as they could have a conversation with him, their short-term life goal would be achieved.
After all, it was the final exam, so Zhenzhen didn't waste too much time. She wiped her face and quickly came back to her senses and entered the simulated exam state. Zhenzhen looked up at Xi Junjie, pulled her lips and adjusted a loving smile. She tried to tiptoe and patted Xi Junjie's shoulder, saying earnestly: "Son, although you are reluctant to leave your mother, you have to do this after you go to elementary school. You will get used to it when you are in the second grade."
Meng Huaishu burst out laughing. It was a good romantic scene with a good-looking boy. If it was an ordinary girl, the scene would go smoothly. After class, they would have more contact and they would probably be a couple. Who would have thought that Li Mingzhen's ideas were really different from ordinary people. A good couple became mother and son with just one sentence.
Xi Junjie also looked at Zhenzhen with a dumb smile. He really didn't expect that she would take advantage of him in this way. However, this dialogue situation did not limit the identities. Only Zhenzhen could continue the conversation normally, and no one could say that what she said was wrong.
Xi Junjie smiled and shook his head, and had to cooperate with her by showing an aggrieved expression, his long eyelashes fluttering up and down, almost seducing Zhenzhen away. Covering her pounding heart, Zhenzhen really wanted to recommend him to apply for a drama academy, with this face and this expression, it would be a waste of time for him to learn French.
The two of them were talking about the topic and finally breathed a sigh of relief when Meng Huaishu called a halt. Meng Huaishu sat on the podium and looked at the two of them with great joy, thinking about organizing more similar activities in the future to narrow the distance between male and female students in the class, so that they would not be like nuns and monks who were too abstinent and lustful, and dared not say a word, which was too much of an overreaction.
Xi Junjie and Li Mingzhen returned to their respective seats, and Meng Huaishu continued to draw lots. Compared with the first group, the subsequent conversations were either unclear or dry and wordy. The level was obviously far apart. Some of them could not continue the conversation after only two or three minutes. Meng Huaishu almost fell asleep listening to them.
Finally, everyone finished the exam. Seeing that there was still some time, Meng Huaishu explained the better sentences that appeared in the exam. Meng Huaishu even copied the conversation between Xi Junjie and Zhenzhen on the blackboard word for word. Looking at the classmates around her taking notes furiously, Zhenzhen had a look of despair on her face. She firmly believed that this thing would definitely become her black history in the future.
The French exam seemed to be the prelude to the final exams. Soon, teachers of various subjects mentioned the final exams in class. Suddenly, the atmosphere in the entire campus became tense. Poets from various majors who had originally wanted to write eight poems a day put away their leisure time and began to review desperately.
In such a tight situation, the first issue of "Imperial Capital Campus Newspaper" of the journalism major was finally printed. With Zhenzhen's reminder, the talented people in the news agency finally realized the concept of cost, and they printed 20% more newspapers on the basis of breaking even.
Zhenzhen was confused when she saw the pile of newspapers in front of her. It was not enough to write the manuscript, but she also had to sell the newspapers? Wei Yujin divided the tasks among the people in the dormitory and said excitedly, "This is the first issue of our class newspaper. Everyone should work hard and strive for a good start."
Zhen Zhen sighed and picked up the newspaper resignedly: "I'll go sell it at the entrance of the cafeteria."
"It seems that some of the students in the class have gone to the cafeteria entrance." Guo Xiaoqiao looked up while counting the newspapers in his hand and said, "Why don't we go to the library entrance?"
Zhenzhen nodded. She knew that she couldn't postpone the class assignments, so she might as well finish them quickly to avoid wasting time on final exam review. The two of them each carried a thick stack of newspapers and left the dormitory. Seeing students along the way, Zhenzhen shouted at the top of her voice, "The first issue of the Imperial Capital Campus Newspaper contains an interview with Mr. Wangwo about the Nobel Prize in Literature. Don't miss it if you pass by. It's only 20 cents."
Two cents for a newspaper was considered expensive at the time, and the Imperial Capital Newspaper sold outside was cheaper than that. However, they printed too few copies, so the printing cost of each copy would naturally increase accordingly. For this reason, many students in the news agency were worried that their professional newspaper would only sell one issue and then die.
I don’t know how the food sold in the cafeteria is, but Zhenzhen’s food is pretty good. Her clear voice attracted a lot of people’s attention. When they heard that there was an interview with Mr. Wangwo, many students gathered around her instantly.
Zhenzhen was secretly delighted by the illusion of supply exceeding demand, and she would occasionally say a few interesting paragraphs while collecting money and taking newspapers. Those who bought newspapers were not in a hurry to leave, but opened the newspapers to look for what Zhenzhen said, and those who were reluctant to buy newspapers immediately came over to see if they could take a few more glances.
Soon, more and more people gathered around Zhenzhen and Guo Xiaoqiao, and the 200 newspapers they brought were sold out in less than half an hour.
Zhenzhen pulled Guo Xiaoqiao out of the crowd of people reading newspapers. Both of them had their hands covered with ink. They couldn't go to the library to review with their hands so dirty. Zhenzhen was going to go back to the dormitory to wash her hands with soap, and then find a time to go back to the space to review. As an important member of the news agency, Guo Xiaoqiao couldn't let go of the newspaper distribution work. After hurriedly parting with Zhenzhen, she trotted all the way to the office of the news agency, ready to quickly get some more newspapers to continue selling.
There were students gathering in groups of three or four around, and Zhenzhen couldn't teleport, so she could only keep running towards the dormitory with her head down. As a result, just a few hundred meters away from the library, Zhenzhen ran into Xi Junjie who was about to go to the library.
Zhenzhen did not have the feudal idea that boys and girls could not talk to each other. She waved to Xi Junjie openly, said hello, and prepared to walk around him and continue walking forward.
Xi Junjie's eyes lingered on Zhen Zhen's palm for a moment, with a look of interest on his face: "Are you going to dig coal?"
Zhenzhen wiped the sweat off her nose with the back of her clean hand and explained, "Our journalism department has published a new issue of a newspaper. I just sold the amount I was responsible for and was about to go back to the dormitory to wash my hands."
Upon hearing this, Xi Junjie took out a clean white handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Zhenzhen: "Wipe your hands first, so that they won't get all over the place."
Zhenzhen is also a child who never leaves her handkerchief since she was young, but she is reluctant to use her own handkerchief to wipe off the ink. Hands can be cleaned by washing them several times, but a handkerchief stained with ink is basically useless.
Waving her hand, Zhen Zhen declined Xi Junjie's kindness: "I'll go to the dormitory and wash it right away. Don't dirty your handkerchief. I don't want to give you a new one."
Seeing Zhenzhen being so straightforward, Xi Junjie smiled a little, and he quickly made way for Zhenzhen. Zhenzhen thanked him, and just as she passed by Xi Junjie, Xi Junjie suddenly turned around and called her, "Wait a minute!"
Zhenzhen suddenly stopped and turned around, her hand swung due to inertia, and with a "pop" sound, Zhenzhen watched her little black hand leave a perfect handprint on Xi Junjie's white shirt.
Xi Junjie was also a little confused when he looked at his white shirt. Zhen Zhen smiled awkwardly and took two steps back: "Well, it wasn't intentional. How about you take it off and I'll wash it for you?"
Xi Junjie raised his head and gave her a blank look: "I'm not wearing a vest underneath."
Zhen Zhen covered her face helplessly: "Brother, I really just want to be polite!"
Xi Junjie looked at Zhenzhen speechlessly, and after hesitating for a moment, he kindly gave Zhenzhen a suggestion: "I think you should change your habit of covering your face when you are embarrassed."
"What?" Zhenzhen's eyes were still fixed on Xi Junjie's white shirt, and she hadn't figured it out yet.
Xi Junjie couldn't bear to look at the black marks all over Zhenzhen's face, so he stuffed his handkerchief into Zhenzhen's hand, said, "Wipe your face well," and left in a hurry.
Zhen Zhen glanced at the handkerchief in her hand, then looked back at Xi Junjie's back, and couldn't help but mutter, "Why does this boy act like he has a crush on me?"
I don’t know if Xi Junjie heard it, but I saw him pause and then leave quickly.
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After the school announced the final exam date, Wei Yujin finally understood what Zhenzhen said a while ago. There were still some newspapers that had not been sold out, but no one in the entire news agency, including her, had the energy to focus on it. Originally, the girls in the dormitory only went to the toilet to read in the morning, but now the toilet has basically become a second study room.
The girls in the dormitory not only moved stools to the toilet to stay up late to read, but some even moved their tables over there to read and do exercises from morning till night. Although Zhenzhen was a good student, she had to take exams for three majors, so she had to review three times as much as the girls in the same dormitory. Fortunately, this crazy day did not last too long. With the arrival of the hot summer, the students of Imperial Capital University finally finished their first final exam since school started.
After handing in the last paper, Zhen Zhen didn't even bother to eat lunch, and couldn't wait to call Wang Xinwen to go home. The weather in the capital at the end of July was already a bit hot and unbearable. Now there were eight people in a dormitory, and there was no air conditioning or fan. The air they exhaled was hot, which was simply unbearable.
Mingbei, Wang Xinwen and Zhenzhen took the bus home together. Zhenzhen went back to the house, threw down her schoolbag, washed her hands hurriedly, and ran into the garden at the back. She sat on the ground with her legs crossed, picked a persimmon and took a bite. The sour and sweet taste made Zhenzhen unable to help but eat three in a row before she breathed a sigh of relief.
After a few days at home, where they ate, slept, read, painted, and studied antiques, Mingnan came from Ice City with Meng Xiaoxi and their two sons.
This was the first time that Old Lady Li had met Mingnan's family since she followed Zhenzhen to the imperial capital. Seeing her two chubby great-grandsons grow a lot taller in the past six months, she was so happy that she couldn't stop smiling.
Zhenzhen's house is big, and now they all live in the main courtyard. The few rooms at the back are empty. While cleaning up the house for Mingnan's family, Zhenzhen simply cleaned up a room for Mingxi as well, to see when he can have a few days off and come over to stay for a few days.
Mingxi and Xie Yanan have been engaged in scientific research since they were transferred back to the capital from the west, but they never said what they were researching, and the Li family also consciously did not ask. Logically speaking, Mingxi was the best among the four grandchildren of Mrs. Li. It was unknown whether he had a position, but his monthly salary of more than 200 yuan was real. Although Xie Yanan did not earn as much as Mingxi, he also had a salary of more than 100 yuan a month, which was higher than the salary of an eighth-level worker in Beicha.
The couple had no worries about food and clothing, and they also had many benefits besides salary. If there was any regret, it was that Xie Yanan had not made any movement since she gave birth to Yuan Xiao. Old Lady Li heard from Li Muwen that the country was going to implement family planning, and that families were only allowed to have one child. She thought about letting Xie Yanan get pregnant again before the policy was implemented.
Old Lady Li didn't know what Mingxi and his wife discussed privately, but she could do nothing when she saw Mingxi not in a hurry at all. Yanan had only recently mentioned that she wanted to take care of her body and prepare to have a child. Old Lady Li was relieved, but she couldn't help but mutter to Wang Sufen: "I see that Yanan hasn't gained weight in the past few years. Should we let Zhenzhen take her to see Doctor Zhang for some treatment? I think his medicine is very effective."
Looking at the obviously darkening hair on Mrs. Li's head, Wang Sufen nodded in conviction: "I also think the prescription he prescribed is good. I've only been drinking it for a month, and my waist pain has obviously improved a lot." Although she thinks that Doctor Zhang is a good doctor, Wang Sufen is still undecided about whether to take Xie Yanan to treat her body: "Mom, if I say this to Yanan, will she think that our family despises her?"
"No, Yanan is not that kind of hypocritical child." Old Lady Li put a piece of pickled ginger in her mouth and said, "I'll go discuss it with Zhenzhen."
Zhenzhen was mounting the calligraphy that Su Weiran had given her last time. Old Lady Li was sitting opposite Zhenzhen. She watched Zhenzhen busy herself with cutting and ironing before she told her about Xie Yanan.
Zhenzhen wiped the sweat off her head and smiled: "I just happened to have something to ask Mr. Zhang, so I'll tell her about this. When will my second sister-in-law come to our house?"
Old Mrs. Li said quickly, "I think he can come on Sunday. That's what they said last time we came back."
After Zhenzhen framed the calligraphy, she climbed up and hammered in the nails and hung the calligraphy up. She then took out two ginsengs that were hundreds of years old from the space, rolled them up in a cloth bag and put them in her schoolbag, then went to look for Zhang Renze's home.
It only takes about twenty minutes to walk from Zhenzhen's home to Zhang Renze's home. Zhenzhen went to the supply and marketing cooperative after leaving Houyang and bought a milk skewer ice cream. She ate it while walking to Zhang Renze's home.
Zhang Renze was sitting in the shade of the yard, making tea and fanning himself, looking very comfortable. Zhenzhen knocked on the door, and a head popped out from outside the door, looking at Zhang Renze with a smile: "Mr. Zhang, can I come in?"
Zhang Renze glanced at her unhappily: "If I said no, why would you leave? You're doing those useless things."
Zhenzhen pushed the door open with a smile and sat on the chair opposite Zhang Renze. Before she could say anything, Zhang Renze poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of Zhenzhen: "Eating ice cream again, right? Didn't I tell you to control your mouth? You are young and strong now, but you will know the hardship when you are old."
Zhen Zhen subconsciously covered her mouth and looked at Zhang Renze innocently: "I just took a bite."
"You have a big mouthful." Zhang Renze looked at her and sneered, "Look at your frozen lips. You need to eat at least one bite at a time."
Zhen Zhen chuckled twice, took out two cloth bags from her bag and put them on the table: "Sir, take a look at this, how much can it sell for?"
Zhang Renze looked at Zhen Zhen's mysterious expression and shook his head helplessly: "You like to keep people in suspense. What good things do you want to exchange for money?"
"You'll know when you take a look." Zhenzhen picked up the tea and took a sip. The warm tea slid down her tongue, washing away the sticky taste of the ice cream. The light fragrance dispelled some of the unbearable restlessness brought by the scorching heat.
Zhang Renze opened the cloth bag layer by layer until the whole wild ginseng appeared in front of him. He carefully lifted the ginseng, put it aside and smelled it. The faint medicinal fragrance mixed with the smell of soil made people feel refreshed.
"Good stuff." Zhang Renze praised, and he carefully examined the root part: "It's in good condition, with no signs of breakage." He glanced at Zhenzhen from above the ginseng: "If you exchange this old good stuff for money, it will be hard to come across it again. Have you thought about it?"
"I've thought about it." Zhenzhen picked up the kettle, added water to the teapot, and poured out two more cups: "If I go out and sell it myself, I always feel that I will lose money, so I came to find you, sir."
Zhang Renze glanced at her and opened another cloth bag. The wild ginseng inside was thicker and looked older. "Okay, leave it here. It will be sold in two days at most."
Zhen Zhen nodded, then smiled and said, "This is my private ginseng, please don't tell my family."
"Private ginseng." Zhang Renze was amused by Zhenzhen: "Look at how capable you are. You dug it secretly by yourself, and your grandma and mother don't know about it, right?"
Zhenzhen smiled and raised her glass towards Zhang Renze: "Mr. Zhang still understands me."
The two chatted for a while, and Zhenzhen told Xie Yanan about her situation: "My grandma wants her to have another baby before the policy is implemented, and I want to ask you to help adjust her body."
Zhang Renze often went to Zhenzhen's house, and he was familiar with the situation of Lao Li's family. Although he had never met Mingxi and his wife in person, their identity as scientists was enough to attract people's attention. Zhang Renze nodded: "Okay, I'll go to your house this weekend and bring you some money."
When Zhen Zhen heard the word "money", she immediately smiled and said, "Then I'll leave it to you, sir."
After leaving Zhang Renze's house, Zhenzhen started thinking about housing. In her memory, this autumn, China started the housing reform. Starting from next year, commercial housing will be sold in Shanghai and Huadu. As for housing, many people still wait for the units to allocate it, and are unwilling to buy it with their own money. Take advantage of the low price and good location now, buy as many as you can, and leave it there for 20 years. By then, it will no longer be a house, but gold.
The author has something to say: I forgot about the existence of Yuanxiao, so Xie Yanan changed her mind to recuperating and getting pregnant with her second child.