After negotiating with the family, Gu Jin called Li Mingyi, the Cheng family's aunt, to inform her that she was moving out.
Li Mingyi naturally refused, as she only had a daughter, Cheng Xin. Over the years, I have cared about my niece as much as I did my daughter.
Gu Jin had expected it.
She made up a reason, saying that she wanted to concentrate on studying for the postgraduate entrance examination in school.
Studying is the most legitimate thing. Li Mingyi said a few words of condolences and stopped obstructing her.
In the next few days, Gu Jin moved things to school.
There aren't many things in the apartment, so there's nothing big you need to bring.
Gu Jin packed some clothes and marked books left by the original owner.
Two suitcases and a taxi will do the trick.
The student dormitories of Imperial Capital Normal University are divided into double rooms, four-person rooms, and six-person rooms, and the charging standards for each type are different.
The original owner was not short of money and had booked a double room since entering the school, but rarely lived in it.
I just put the textbooks and other things that I won't use temporarily in the dormitory. Occasionally, when I have too many classes and can't go back to the apartment, I will go to the dormitory to rest.
The dormitory conditions are good and the roommates have good personalities. After Gu Jin moved in, he felt more comfortable than before in the apartment.
"Gu Jin, do you want me to bring you food when I come back?" Shang Siyu applied a thick layer of sunscreen on her baby-fat face and added a hat. She was going out to eat with her boyfriend later. The sun was so bright outside that she couldn't tan her pretty little face.
Gu Jin raised his head from the computer in response and saw that his cute new roommate was ready. She stood a few steps away, keeping her eyes steady and not glancing randomly at Gu Jin's computer.
"Thank you, no need," Gu Jin smiled and waved his hand, explaining: "I'm going to the library in a while and have a meal by the way. You can go and eat first."
"Okay, then I'm leaving." Shang Siyu nodded and didn't force it anymore.
Over the past few years of living on campus, she has basically lived alone in this dormitory. Although Gu Jin came here a lot, the two of them were not classmates in the same major, so they didn't have many opportunities to meet.
She and Gu Jin were not very familiar with each other. Being too close suddenly would make people feel uncomfortable. Sometimes people should keep an appropriate distance between them.
It was Shang Jiayu's attitude that made Gu Jinsong, who was very conscious of private territory, feel at ease to live in the school for the time being.
After the door closed, Gu Jin lowered his head again to search for information on the Internet.
She plans to write an ancient short story as a manuscript to be submitted next week.
Since she was the one who suggested accepting novel submissions, she naturally had to adopt a responsible attitude.
The magazine novel was short and the language was concise. Gu Jin was immersed in thinking about the plot of the novel when suddenly the phone rang.
After looking at the caller displayed on the screen, Gu Jin pressed the answer button, "Tong Lin? Are you okay?"
On the other end of the phone, Tong Lin's gentle and pleasant voice came: "Gu Jin, didn't you agree to treat someone to dinner today?"
Inviting someone to dinner
Gu Jin was stunned for a moment, patted his forehead, and almost forgot about it.
There was a low laugh over there, jokingly: "What? Are you regretting it?"
"No regrets," Gu Jin rubbed his temples and looked at the time. It was less than eleven o'clock, so there was still time.
"I've made a reservation at the tea restaurant on Renmin Road. Let's meet there later." Gu Jin had chosen a place a few days ago, skipping the most popular Yuqing Pavilion nearby and choosing another restaurant with a good reputation. Not a bad store.
Tong Lin replied readily: "Okay."
Time was tight, and as a treater, she couldn't keep people waiting. After hanging up the phone, Gu Jin quickly started to clean himself up.
It was already forty minutes after we arrived at the agreed place.
Gu Jin followed the waiter and found Tong Lin in a white shirt waiting there.
"Sorry, I'm late." She put down her bag and apologized to Tong Lin.
Tong Lin stood up and waited for Gu Jin to sit down opposite him. He poured her a glass of water and handed it over, "It's okay, I just arrived."
"Why are you alone here?" Gu Jin took the water glass and took a sip. The warm water passed through her throat, which was much more comfortable than an iced drink. She looked at the other side and asked doubtfully: "Where is the old man from Shanhe?"
Tong Lin didn't answer. He pursed his lips and smiled, and his cold face suddenly became lively.
As a face-conscious person, Gu Jin couldn't help but take a second look. Seeing the realization, she suddenly realized it. She covered her mouth and exclaimed, "You can't be the author Shanhe, right?"
"Is there anything different?" Tong Lin asked solemnly, sitting on his seat with his hands crossed, staring into Gu Jin's eyes.
"No, it's quite similar." Gu Jin avoided his eyes, reached for the water on the table and took another sip, then said with a smile: "It just feels a bit unexpected."
She really didn't expect that such an amazing and brilliant book would be written by a young man in his twenties. Because the words in "The First Assistant of the Ming Dynasty" are sharp and sophisticated, it cannot be understood without familiarity with hundreds of classics. In particular, the author's understanding and in-depth study of the history of the Ming Dynasty is amazing.
But why didn't he directly tell the fact that he was the author
In this current situation, is it considered a face-to-face encounter among netizens
… It’s a little embarrassing.
Tong Lin lowered his head and moved his intertwined fingers, "I started writing that book the year before last." Then, he seemed to be caught up in some kind of memory, and murmured: "Now that I have written it, I have achieved what I wanted."
Um? It sounds like there is a story.
Gu Jin was curious in his heart and couldn't bear to ask.
What if I poke someone's wound
There was silence.
Tong Lin raised his head, smiled at her, and asked with concern: "Are you hungry?"
"A little bit." Gu Jin answered honestly. She hadn't had breakfast yet.
Tong Lin called the waiter and handed her the menu, saying with a smile: "Ladies first."
Gu Jin was stunned for a moment, but without refusing, he took the menu back with a smile. She didn't know if Tong Lin had any taboo ingredients, so she followed the pictures above and ordered a few dishes that didn't look too heavy.
After ordering, the two sat facing each other and no one spoke.
The scene calmed down, and when facing Tong Lin again, Gu Jin's guilty feeling rose again. Her eyebrows twitched, and she felt that if she remained quiet, she might be in trouble.
"Tong Lin, what are your ideas for the magazine?"
So, while waiting for the food, the two began to discuss the issue of founding the magazine.
"Don't worry about the founding capital," Tong Lin raised his eyebrows and said sternly: "It doesn't cost much to start a magazine. Everyone can contribute a little based on their ability. If not, I will be responsible. The key is how to attract authors to us Submit your article here.”
Indeed, even if their magazine is successfully established, it will not be famous at the beginning, and there will be no authors to submit articles. Just the few people in their literary club who are willing to join are not enough even if one person is broken into eight pieces.
However, how much initial capital is not needed
How can it be
In terms of the author's royalties and the printing and distribution of books and periodicals, it is not a small amount. Even if they scrape together money to survive for a while, if the funds cannot be turned over, it will be unsustainable.
Gu Jin lowered his eyes. From the relaxed tone in his tone, it seemed that President Tong had a good family background.
"To attract authors to submit articles, the benefits must be good." Gu Jin said thoughtfully.
"You are right," Tong Lin nodded.
Immediately afterwards, the two talked about the benefits of submitting articles.
Just as he was talking, the food arrived.
"We are here for dinner today, why are we talking about the magazine?" Gu Jin coughed dryly and said guiltily: "It's all my fault. There are too many problems."
"It's okay," Tong Lin laughed, stopped the topic, and said considerately: "As one of the founders, you should want to know more about the situation. We will discuss the specific matters at the next club meeting, but Don’t let your thoughts go to waste.”
Mind? Don't get me wrong, I really don't have any intention.
The house was on a blind date with a woman arranged by the family. It was said that this woman had just graduated from graduate school and stayed at the university to work as a teacher.
It is said that teachers are hard-working gardeners, and Fangyuan also respects the profession of teachers.
But Mr. Fang, who feels that he is still young and can spend another twenty years, is not only not interested in women who are teachers, but also keeps a distance from all women who hinder his pursuit of sex.
Especially the female teacher opposite, with long hair, black-rimmed glasses, and a professional suit, always made him feel like he was facing the dean of a primary school.
"Mr. Fang," the female teacher took out a tissue and wiped her mouth gracefully. She raised her head and looked him in the face and said, "I think our hobbies are quite consistent. We can follow the advice of my family and give it a try."
The house owner, who was bored and just waiting to finish his meal and say goodbye, also took out a piece of paper and was about to wipe his mouth when he suddenly paused.
He said nothing, staring closely at the woman opposite... behind him.
The female teacher was a little embarrassed by his fiery eyes, her face turned slightly red, she lowered her head shyly and said, "Mr. Fang, are you also willing?"
Fangyuan stood up and leaned forward.
Isn't he old-sighted? Otherwise, he would have seen his girlfriend, whom Mu Mingcheng had admitted personally, going out to eat with other men.
And the way the two of them were chatting and laughing was clearly having an adulterous affair!
Is there grass growing on Mu Mingcheng’s head? Oh my God! Does he know
Fangyuan opened his mouth in shock, wondering blankly whether he should risk being silenced and tell him.
"Mr. Fang, please don't get so close." The female teacher frowned and leaned back, "We haven't confirmed our relationship yet, you can't..."
"Hey, Mr. Fang, where are you going?"
"Shh, keep your voice down." Fangyuan turned around and said, "I'm sorry, I don't think we are suitable at all. Let's just forget about it."
There were several tables separated by glass, so the female teacher's voice did not attract Gu Jin's attention.
The house hid behind the plants placed by the glass, took out his mobile phone, took two photos, and sent them to Mu Mingcheng.
"Brother Mu, there is a pretty boy coming to poach you."
Mu Mingcheng, who had been working at his desk and hadn't even had time to eat lunch, heard his personal cell phone buzzing twice and picked it up to take a look.
In the photo sent by the real estate agent, Gu Jin was happily eating with an unknown man.
Mu Mingcheng felt that his empty stomach hurt a little.
The author has something to say: Stomach ache
Brother, are you sure it's not liver pain