Ruan Xiaohu is not very outgoing, but he does not have stage fright. After all, he has been in society and worked as a tour guide, so he can easily deal with a group of students.

"Teacher Xiaohu, how did you get into writing?"

"Why did you go to Jinyi?"

"I heard that you dropped out of high school before finishing high school. Was it because you were ready to make a living by writing at that time?"

When faced with the students' questions, he would answer them one by one as long as he could answer them. If he couldn't answer, he would not answer them, and he would not make up any stories to deceive them.

…

When Cheng Liye passed by the poetry reading club activity room, he heard the noise inside, so he put his head in and took a look.

I only saw a group of people gathered together, and there seemed to be someone in the middle, but I couldn't see who it was.

He did meet Jia Zhangke.

Cheng Liye is focused on the Poetry Reading Club. After all, such a large organization is right under his nose. As the deputy dean of the School of Liberal Arts, he certainly cannot ignore it.

So he knew Jia Zhangke who came here often.

Jia Zhangke also saw Cheng Liye and hurriedly came up to say hello, "Hello, Dean Cheng."

Cheng Liye nodded, then pursed his lips toward the crowd, "What's going on?"

Jia Zhangke explained with a smile, "Ruan Xiaohu is here. The students are quite curious and are chatting with him."

"Ruan Xiaohu?" Cheng Liye was no stranger to this name. He not only knew that Ruan Xiaohu was Jin Yi's newly signed writer-in-residence, but also knew that Ruan Xiaohu was Yu Dong's student.

I have heard my daughter mention it before, but I have never seen what it looks like in person.

"I'll go take a look too." Cheng Liye walked over with a smile and saw the young man surrounded by students. He had handsome features and looked very clean.

When a dean like him stood next to the crowd, other students naturally noticed it and greeted him one after another.

"Hello, Dean Cheng."

Jia Zhangke also walked up and introduced Ruan Xiaohu, who looked confused, "Xiaohu, this is Dean Cheng of the School of Liberal Arts. The Poetry Reading Club also relies on his support to develop so well."

"Hello, Dean Cheng." Ruan Xiaohu said hello quickly.

Cheng Liye said with a smile, "Welcome to our Jinling University. How about it? Is the reading atmosphere here at Jinling University okay?"

"Very good, the students are very enthusiastic." Ruan Xiaohu replied.

"If you think it's good, you can come and sit more often. If you like it here, you can also come to our school to be a writer-in-residence. Principal Wu and Yu Dong, I'll tell them."

"Thank you, Dean Cheng, for your kindness. I am doing very well at Jinyi now."

Cheng Liye nodded, "Okay, you continue and I won't interrupt you. Next time you have time, come over with your teacher."

After saying that, Cheng Liye left.

Ruan Xiaohu looked at Cheng Liye's back and asked Jia Zhangke in a low voice, "Did you tell Dean Cheng about my teacher?"

Jia Zhangke shook his head, "No."

Ruan Xiaohu said a little strangely, "Then how did he know?"

"I don't know. Maybe your teacher told him. I guess Dean Cheng is very familiar with Teacher Yu. I heard him mention Teacher Yu several times before."

"Oh, that's right." Ruan Xiaohu nodded and didn't think much about it.

…

The New Year is very early this year, and it’s New Year’s Eve on January 30th.

In January, the weather is getting colder and colder. The weather forecast has always said that there will be snow, but it has not yet fallen.

On the morning of the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, Yu Dong and Cheng Yanqiu ran to the Civil Affairs Bureau with the certificate issued by their work unit. The calendar said that today was the day to get married and obtain the certificate, so many people came to the Civil Affairs Bureau in the morning.

When we came out after receiving the certificate, heavy snow suddenly fell from the sky. Another newlywed couple who had been queuing together just came out and complained angrily: "It's really unlucky. The snow won't fall until we get the certificate."

Although the newlyweds may not be superstitious, they still felt a little bad when they saw everything in white on the day they received their certificates.

Yu Dong didn't take it seriously and pulled Cheng Yanqiu forward, "Get your certificate today and let's go have a good meal."

"What's good to eat?" Cheng Yanqiu asked.

"As you walk, if you see a house that you like, go in."

Cheng Yanqiu thought this was a good idea and nodded, "Okay."

Without holding an umbrella, the two of them just walked hand in hand on the road.

The snow was getting heavier and a thin layer was laid on the ground. Yu Dong put his marriage certificate and household registration book in his arms to prevent them from getting wet from the snow.

He looked at the snow falling on Cheng Yanqiu's head and said with a smile, "As I walk, my head turns white as I walk."

As he walked, his head turned white, and Cheng Yanqiu smiled knowingly.

She thought that maybe it hadn't snowed in the past few days just to wait for today. One day, they would be like today, with two frost-white hairs on their heads, holding hands and walking on the road - she hoped they would be so

one day.

The two walked for a while without deciding what to eat. Cheng Yanqiu suddenly said: "How about we go to that duck blood vermicelli restaurant."

Yu Dong smiled and said: "This is our first meal after getting married. Are you really going to eat duck blood vermicelli?"

"Well, I suddenly want to eat his duck blood vermicelli."

"Okay." Yu Dong nodded, "We want a perfect match today."

The so-called top version is just a large portion with more ingredients inside.

The two of them had been together many times, and because of their outstanding temperament, the boss was very impressed with them. Hearing that they wanted to match the meal, he even added more ingredients, and the two of them almost didn't finish the meal.

Although the meal was very simple, both of them were very happy because this duck blood vermicelli shop held a lot of memories for them.

…

The next day, Yu Dong took the materials and went to Wu Changxin to ask for a house.

Wu Changxin has been keeping an eye on Yu Dong's marriage. The house has been arranged for them long ago and is waiting for them to pick it up.

"I have obtained the certificate, when are you going to get the wine?"

Whenever someone in the school gets married, Wu Changxin is very happy. When Yu Dong marries Cheng Yanqiu, he is even happier.

"It is tentatively planned to be in the autumn, and I will definitely notify you of the specific time." Yu Dong said with a smile.

"Where are you going, Shanghai or Jinling?"

"Jinling."

Hearing that it was Jinling, Wu Changxin said with a smile, "Jinling is great. Find a holiday, and the school teachers will go there to have a lot of fun. If you can't find a hotel, I will rent the school auditorium to you later. It's not impossible."

"

"Goodbye, no one gets married in the school auditorium, and it's not like watching a performance."

"Haha, just kidding. Okay, go ahead and get busy. There are still a lot of things waiting for you from now on."

In fact, Yu Dong was not very busy. For the decoration, he found a professional team and asked them to come up with a plan. Then he and Cheng Yanqiu selected the plan, and they did not need to worry about the rest.

The only thing keeping him busy recently is school work. Because the winter vacation is approaching, the school has a lot of finishing work, and he has to attend various meetings.

These things are the same every year, and they are just taking up time.

He has no new works to write recently, so he still has a lot of time, but he can manage it.

However, although he has no new works to write, this month is the peak period for publishing his works. The six manuscripts he sent out some time ago were all published in January.

Six magazines including "Flower City", "Harvest", and "Zhongshan" seemed to have agreed upon it, and they all chose to publish Yu Dong's article in January.

Later they discovered that it was not just their family that had received Yu Dong's manuscript.

As a serious fan of Yu Dong's books, Fang Tao's feeling during this period is: the whole world is Yu Dong.

At the end of last month, he first read the serials of "Deep Space" and "The Martian". At the beginning of this month, every time he bought a magazine, he found a new work by Yu Dong.

"Well, People's Literature is about to have a manuscript written by Yu Dong. It's pretty good. This short story is very good."

"Hey, Huacheng also got Yu Dong's manuscript? Oh, it's still a medium, this one is better."

"What, "Zhongshan" and "Harvest" also released Yu Dong's new works?"

"Is Yu Dong crazy?"

Yu Dong, who rarely publishes short and medium stories, published six in a month.

Could it be said that Yu Dong will start a crazy publishing mode this year? If he publishes six articles a month at this rate, he will publish seventy-two articles a year...

Just thinking about it made Fang Tao feel very excited.

Later, "Literary News" published an article specifically discussing why Yu Dong published six short stories and short stories in one month.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This article puts forward two arguments. The first point is that Yu Dong may be destocking, that is to say, taking out all the unpublished novels he has written before.

Published. Secondly, it may be because Yu Dong heard the news that the short and novella award was going to be reopened, so he published short and medium stories like crazy in order to win the award.

…

"These people are so idle."
To be continued...