"Hello, Teacher Li."

"Hey, Editor Zou has worked hard all the way. Come on, have a cup of hot tea to warm your body."

In order to keep a low profile, Li Heng did not go to the school gate to welcome the editor Zou Ping, but instead brewed a pot of tea at the English teacher's house early to wait.

"Teacher Li, this is a letter sent by readers to "Harvest". I have picked a part of it for you. I hope you can reply to some letters when you are free."

Zou Ping opened his backpack and took out 50 letters from it to put them on the coffee table.

Li Heng was surprised: "It's only ten days, so that's all?"

Zou Ping said happily: "This is not much, not much. The magazine receives a lot every day, and the day before yesterday, he received thousands of letters.

Besides, it is only proved that "Live" has become popular, and it is proved that your work has been successful. I have worked in the magazine for 6 years. It is my first time to see such a prosperous scene. Everyone is so envious."

Unlike last time we met, the huge benefits and joy of success made the relationship between the two suddenly become closer, and Zou Ping was not so cautious and serious. During the conversation, he talked about many interesting things about "Living" in the magazine.

Li Heng was very satisfied with the hearing. While he kept talking, he said thank you sincerely several times.

"Oh! By the way, I almost forgot about this!"

As he was chatting, Zou Ping suddenly patted his forehead, immediately put down the teacup, turned around and took out another yellow-brown registration letter from his backpack, and handed it to him:

"This is what our magazine editor Liao asked me to pass it over to you before leaving, and it is also a letter from readers."

Li Heng took the registered mail and found that it was ordinary.

Fearing that he would ignore it seriously, Zou Ping hurriedly added: "Teacher Li, this letter was taken out by Editor-in-Chief Liao alone. I heard that an old friend of his asked him to hand it over on his behalf."

Li Heng understood that the editor-in-chief of such a large magazine was able to pass a letter on his behalf. The owner of this letter was not simple. I wouldn’t say how awesome it was, but at least it had a certain social status.

Li Heng took a look at the address, remembered its appearance, put it aside, and focused on cooperating with Zou Ping's interview on the creative journey of "Living".

What is the journey of the mind?

Hey, it can also be understood as insight, plus some inspirational spiritual chicken soup.

This thing is hard to make Li Heng, who has been in the system for 7 years, is simply pinching it step by step.

After talking in a low voice for half an hour, he almost remembered Zouping's pen. Fortunately, there was a recorder recording, otherwise he would have to die.

Zou Ping was thinking to himself that Teacher Li is worthy of being able to write "Living". He is really talented. He was so moved that he cried as he remembered these words. They are all famous quotes, and readers should like them very much.

After only staying for a long time, Zouping left happily.

Li Heng and the English teacher wanted to keep each other for lunch, but they didn't expect that they were all working in their hearts.

He said he wanted to rush back to publish the article quickly, and to let this transcript be published as soon as possible, and to strive to add another piece of fire to the popular public opinion and push "Alive" to another peak.

Yes, isn’t this just to increase your popularity and money? So what else can I say? Li Heng smiled and kept expressing support.

When he arrived at the door, he thought for a while and said to Zou Ping: "After a while, I may write a short story under the new pen name and mail it to you."

Zou Ping stopped for a few steps and exclaimed: "Teacher Li, why use the new pseudonym? This pseudonym is worth the price now."

Li Heng explained: "The new pseudonym is closed only once, and the next one will be used as "December". As for the reason, it will be kept confidential now."

Upon hearing this, Zou Ping breathed a sigh of relief, and then asked with anticipation: "How many words are the new chapter?"

Li Heng told: "Well... it won't be too long, it's almost between 40,000 and 50,000. It's estimated that it will be finished in a week. I'll notify you when the time comes."

"Okay, wait for Teacher Li's good news."

Unexpectedly, there was an unexpected joy. Zou Ping felt that this trip was worthy and excitedly shook hands with him before leaving.

Watching Editor Zou leave the school, Wang Runwen returns to the house from the corridor and asks curiously: "Will there be a new idea so soon?"

Li Heng pointed to his head and said with a smug hint: "Don't underestimate it, there are so many good ideas in it, but now I have to be busy with the college entrance examination and don't have time to write."

If it were put before, the English teacher would disdain this.

But now, she held her glasses with her right tip, smiled slightly, picked up a letter from the reader and sat opposite the sofa, opened it and checked it out, not giving him the chance to continue to show off.

Why are you sitting opposite me?

Oh, the peach is so mature.

Li Heng, who was in the peak period of hormone secretion, glanced unconsciously and forced himself to look away. He took a few sips of tea to suppress his shock, then took the envelope handed over by Editor Liao and opened it.

When he was immersed in the reader's letter, the English teacher looked up at him without any trace, and then looked down at his fullness later. After pondering for a moment, she changed seats and moved to the side of the sofa.

The yellow-brown registration letter is relatively thick, and there are 4 pieces of letter paper folded inside.

Not to mention anything else, just relying on the thickness of the letter paper, this is a loyal reader.

To be honest, it was the first time he had received a letter from readers in his past and present life. Whether it was caused by vanity or curiosity, he quickly opened it and looked at it:

"Dear Teacher December, Hello, my name is Huang Zhaoyi. I am a literary lover from the Shanghai Stock Exchange. I am honored to read your masterpiece "Living" in the Harvest magazine. I like this novel very much. It makes me happy, makes me cry, and makes me touched and reflect on it."

It took Li Heng a long time to read it word by word.

It turned out that this reader named Huang Zhaoyi didn't care much about "Living" at the beginning because she thought it was a tragic novel. Later, she tried to read it with a strong recommendation from a friend, but it turned out to be out of control. Fugui and his family changed greatly shocked her.

Wow, to put it playfully, it almost directly broke the sky cover of this female reader.

The reason why he is considered a female reader is that Li Heng judged it based on Juanxiu's handwriting and name.

Zhaoyi! Zhaoyi! Men can’t use this kind of name with very obvious female characteristics, right?

I read it from beginning to end and found that the other party has a very high literary literacy, maybe he is engaged in writing-related work, or he is a literary worker himself.

But interestingly, this female reader has always used respectful titles, probably because she regarded Li Heng as an older uncle.

After pondering for a moment, Li Heng decided to reply to a letter immediately due to Editor Liao's face, the sincerity of this reader, and the vanity of his first reader's letter.

"Teacher, do you have pens and letter paper here?" Li Heng asked.

The English teacher got up and took out a full set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the study.

Ask him: "Please write back now?"

"Well, I'm free now." Li Heng replied.

Wang Runwen raised his legs and said, "You read so seriously just now. What did you write? Can you show me?"

Li Heng was speechless, "Didn't you have opened it and read several letters? You're going to ask about this letter?"

Wang Runwen smiled and said, "It's different. The value of this letter is obviously not comparable to other letters."

Li Heng didn't care, "Come on, what a bullshit, it's just a shame for Editor Liao."

Wang Runwen lifted his long hair with his right hand, took the letter and read it.

After reading it in several minutes, she said, "It should be a cultural person, and I am very particular about writing and vocabulary, so I can't write it."

Li Heng agreed with this: "That's right, if you weren't a cultural person, you wouldn't have liked "Living"."

Wang Runwen looked at the letter and said with a smile: "There are words that express admiration for you. If you use some thoughts and means, you may not be able to develop a relationship."

Li Heng looked at her: "Look at what you said, just these readers' letters, which one does not admire me?

Otherwise, why do they spend that money and time? Teacher, you are obviously not thinking.

Besides, don’t say you didn’t see it. The other party obviously treated me as an old man. It may even be that I look like a white-haired old man in my mind. Are you inexplicably interested in an old man?”

Wang Runwen was speechless by his criticism, so he simply ignored him and helped him organize the reader's letter.

After a while, she said: "You editor is quite thoughtful. These 50 letters are available in almost all provinces across the country.

Look! This is from the Shanghai Stock Exchange, this is from the Beijing City, this is from the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Provinces, this is from Yunnan and Guizhou, and there are even places as far away as Hohhot."

Li Heng didn't raise his head, and replied while replying, "It means I'm very popular, and there are readers all over the country."

Wang Runwen asked: "Will you reply to these letters one by one?"

Li Heng did not dare to guarantee the vote: "It's hard to say, it depends on the situation. If you have time, you can pick a few letters back. If you don't have that time, you will ignore it."

Wang Runwen said meaningfully: "Haha, you are too biased."

Li Heng shrugged, "That's nothing I can do about it. If you have any relationship with the editor, I will give you a priority.

I am not a rich man, but I am the first to take real interests first, right?"

He wrote 700 words in one breath, taking up a page of the letter paper, Li Heng picked it up and blew it dry, then touched his stomach and said, "Teacher, I'm a little hungry, don't sit there, go get some food."

Hearing that, Wang Runwen got up and walked towards the door, "I'm going to the staff cafeteria, you can solve it yourself."

"Hey? You don't care about me now?" Li Heng shouted behind his back.

"I chew every day, but I'm not a rich man. Who are you mine? What do you do?" Wang Runwen mocked him with his words and really opened the door and left.

“It’s so ruthless…”

Li Heng muttered, and left the teacher's family building with the letter he had just written.

I met Sun Manning when I went downstairs.

When the girl met, she asked sneakily: "You and the English teacher were alone in a closed environment for the whole morning?"

Li Heng frowned: "What do you want to express?"

Sun Manning glanced around and said with a smile: "It's not interesting. I just think the English teacher has a super sexy figure and a very magnetic voice. She is old and has no partner, so you should keep a distance from her appropriately."

"Do you believe me?"
To be continued...