The Rise of the Writers of the Republic of China

Holding Zhang Leyi's slender waist, Zhou Hexuan had nothing to say: "Is Miss Zhang still studying?"

"Just graduated." Zhang Leyi said.

"Which school?" Zhou Hexuan continued to ask.

"Jinling University, a church school in Nanjing." Zhang Leyi explained in detail.

Students in the Republic of China generally entered school late. Take Xiao Hong as an example, she graduated from elementary school at the age of 15.

Zhou Hexuan complimented: "Miss Zhang is really smart, she graduated from university at the age of 20."

Zhang Leyi corrected, "I'm not yet 19 years old, how can I be 20 years old."

Zhou Hexuan said with a smile: "Oh, it turns out that Ms. Zhang is 18 years old."

"you……"

Zhang Leyi suddenly reacted, and said angrily: "You are really bad, you actually tricked me."

"You are wronged, Miss Zhang, you took the initiative to say it," Zhou Hexuan called out, "For the sake of fairness, I will also introduce myself in detail. My Zhou Hexuan, named Mingcheng, just turned 28 in April this year. Now we are even."

"A woman's age is a secret, can it be the same? It's even," Zhang Leyi smiled and asked curiously, "Mr. Zhou is really 28 years old? It doesn't look like it."

Zhou Hexuan said: "Maybe I am not mature enough."

Zhang Leyi smiled and said, "Hehe, when I first read "The Rise of Great Powers", I thought Mr. Zhou was an old pedant."

"Have you read my book too?" Zhou Hexuan asked.

Zhang Leyi said: "Of course, many students still have manuscripts."

"Then did you copy it by hand?" Zhou Hexuan said.

Zhang Leyi shook her head and said, "I don't have any, but I have collected the entire Beijing-Tianjin Times."

"It's really rich," Zhou Hexuan joked, "Miss Zhang's family must be doing big business."

Zhang Leyi explained: "It's not a big business, it's just helping foreigners repair villas, build houses and so on."

Damn, he's still a real estate developer, and he will be called a big local tyrant in future generations!

The main business of the Zhang family is building houses, but they also do import business, such as automobiles and kerosene. To put it bluntly, it is a comprador to start a business, and then switch to real estate development.

After a dance, Zhou Hexuan found out Zhang Leyi's family situation clearly, and even knew that her father was a carpenter, and now he is a well-known architect.

After the dance music ended, Zhang Leyi returned to the group of women. The group of young ladies laughed softly, pointing at Zhou Hexuan from time to time, and they didn't know what they were talking about him.

Feng Yong came over with a bottle of red wine and asked, "How is it, is Miss Zhang not bad?"

"Very well-educated, and very smart." Zhou Hexuan added in his heart: It's just that he is relatively young, has not seen the world, and has been wiped out by others in a daze.

Feng Yong pointed to the Zhao sisters and said, "Second sister Zhao and third sister are not bad, but the second sister is already engaged. If you are interested in Zhao Sanmei, I can help you match them up."

Zhou Hexuan sweated furiously, "Fifth Lord, you are a majestic air force commander, why did you switch careers to be a matchmaker?"

"The dog bites Lu Dongbin, I'm helping you, okay?" Feng Yong rolled his eyes at him, "You are our own, and the Zhao family is also our own. If you and Zhao Sanmei can achieve good things, then it will be considered a fortune and will not go to outsiders. "

Zhou Hexuan asked: "The elder sister of the Zhao family and Feng Wuyue were also matched by you, right?"

"Haha, you guessed it right." Feng Yong smiled.

Zhou Hexuan: "..."

Although Zhao Qinghua is a businessman, he also has the identity of Zhang Zuolin's diplomatic adviser. To Fengjun's direct lineage, he is really his own family.

Feng Yong urged: "Tell me, which one do you like, Ms. Zhang or Miss Zhao San? I'll help you match."

"Well," Zhou Hexuan considered for a long time, and he made the final choice as a beauty party, "Miss Zhang. But I can come by myself, so I don't need to trouble you."

Feng Yong said: "That's a bit difficult. The Zhang family is based in the south, and my face doesn't matter."

"Look at mine." Zhou Hexuan immediately went to Feng Wuyue and asked for a pen, letterhead, and a love novel.

Literati and talents, of course one must write poetry to pick up girls.

And in this day and age, writing love letters and poems is very romantic, and that's what girls eat.

Feng Yong used to be a swinger. After he went to the military academy in his teens, he never touched a textbook again. Seeing that Zhou Hexuan had finished writing a love poem, he was surprised and said, "That's enough?"

"Of course, men can't say no." After Zhou Hexuan finished speaking, he walked towards Zhang Leyi.

Feng Yong was still muttering on the spot: "A man can't say no, this sentence seems to make sense."

Zhou Hexuan put the love poem in the novel, handed it to Zhang Leyi and said, "Miss Zhang, have you read this book?"

Zhang Leyi looked at the title of the book, shook her head and said, "I haven't read it."

Zhao Yunyun leaned over and said, "I've read "Chunming Foreign History". It's Zhang Henshui's masterpiece. Mr. Zhou also reads romance novels?"

The serialization of "Chunming Foreign History" was completed at the beginning of the year, and it was assembled and published three months ago. It has a great reputation in the north. Some people rank Zhang Henshui's "Chunming Foreign History" and Zhou Hexuan's "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" as the best popular novels this year.

However, this book has not yet had an impact in the south, so it is normal for Zhang Leyi not to have read it.

Zhou Hexuan said: "Miss Zhang can take a look, there are surprises inside."

"Really? Then I'll have a good time reading it." Zhang Leyi smiled politely.

"Look slowly, I'll go over here," Zhou Hexuan pointed at Feng Yong and said, "Young Master Feng has something to do with me."

After Zhou Hexuan left, Zhang Leyi continued to chat with the little sisters. While she was talking, she was flipping through the novel, and suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of letterhead inside, took it out and opened it without thinking much, and after a few glances, she blushed and smiled.

"What's wrong?"

Zhao Qixia leaned over, read while reading: ""A Blooming Tree" - for Miss Zhang Leyi, ah..."

Miss Zhao Si only read the beginning, then quickly covered her mouth, waved her hand and explained, "Sister Zhang, I didn't mean it."

"A love poem written by Mr. Zhou? Show us quickly!"

The young ladies didn't care about this, they all gathered around to watch the show, and some people grabbed the letter paper and continued to read:

"How did you meet me

in my best moments/for this

I have prayed to the Buddha for five hundred years

Pray to the Buddha to let us form a relationship

Buddha then turned me into a tree

grow by the road you must pass

In the sun / discreetly full of flowers

Blossoms are my longing from the previous life

When you approach / please listen carefully

the trembling leaf

is my passion for waiting

And when you finally walk by ignoring

landed behind you

Oh my friend

that's not petals

That is my withered heart. "

For a woman, it is wonderful to be pursued by someone, not to mention that the other party is also a handsome talent.

Listening to the love poem written to herself, Zhang Leyi smiled shyly. She couldn't help but look towards Zhou Hexuan, when the two of them made eye contact, Zhang Leyi's expression turned into embarrassment again, as if she was blaming Zhou Hexuan for being too reckless.

"Wow, what a love poem written by Mr. Zhou!"

"I have been praying to the Buddha for five hundred years. I begged the Buddha to let us form a relationship. These two sentences are so beautiful and romantic!"

"Le Yi, hurry up and agree, this poem is not something that ordinary people can write."

"..."

The rich daughters are making a fuss. They have no worries about food and clothing on weekdays, and their lives are extremely empty. After finally encountering such a thing, naturally everyone was very excited, wishing to become the heroine of the story.

"Oh, don't even read it, return it to me!" Zhang Leyi was so embarrassed that she wanted to grab the letterhead.

"Don't give it or give it, I haven't seen enough." The girl with the love poem in her hand fled away quickly.

Zhang Leyi got up to chase, but was deliberately tricked by the sisters, passing one to the other to prevent her from touching, and all the girls laughed and made a fuss.