Chapter 30 twenty nine

a week later.I received good news from Yang Ziyun!They all passed the ideal school.He was with Xiao Yudian, Shen Chao and Zhang Youhua were in another junior college, and they were preparing for admission, so they didn't plan to return to Peking. With Yanan's help, the procedures for registration, enrollment, and name change went smoothly.Still, I feared my family's quest, and I didn't step foot in safe haven until I wandered through a suburban campus. The curriculum of the university, not the average development like the middle school.Except for the compulsory courses, others can freely listen to lectures and choose courses according to their interests.In this regard, Yanan gave me a lot of guidance, how to collect reference books, how to choose professors, how to get cheap credits, how to cope with exams, and how to seek real knowledge, she arranged for me in advance.

In terms of discipline, it is not as strict and tense as in middle school. We can talk to professors at will, take notes in the library, and have enough time for us to do extracurricular activities. The only thing that bothers me is that all living expenses depend on the help of a few classmates.I really can't bear to waste the blood and sweat of other people's father and brother.However, the school was far away from the urban area, and it was impossible to find a suitable side job for a while. Yanan also probably understood my uneasy situation, and she always brought me a lot of stationery and daily necessities every time she went to the city.Sometimes, I secretly put some change under my pillow.In fact, I seldom had the necessary expenses, so I put them in the handouts intact and returned them to her.

For this matter!She has lost her temper with me many times. She blames me for being too stubborn, too tenacious, and too ignorant of the meaning of friendship.She said: The price of friendship is more than the value of money.She told me she had saved up a nice sum of money while working as an editor.Enough flowers for us for a few years, I want to accept her kindness.I also told her that I really had nothing to use the money for. After arguing for a long time, I still resolutely returned it to her. She was often sad because of this, and I also shed tears of gratitude. Using unnecessary waste as an excuse, I almost cut myself off from society, except that I accompanied Yanan for a walk on the road outside the school during my spare time; even on Sundays, I didn't bother to go to the city once.In this way, Yanan felt even more pain in his heart.

In desperation, she came up with a shortcut for me to make money and encouraged me to contribute articles to newspapers and magazines; while practicing writing, she also took some manuscript fees as pocket expenses. She knows that I will not object to this method.Moreover, she said that she is very familiar with the cultural circle here; every time a manuscript is forwarded by her, the chance of publication is not a problem. Originally, Beiping was a famous cultural ancient city, and its cultural level was of course much higher than that of our provincial capital.At first, I was just worried about the childishness of my work, so I always asked Yanan to edit and edit the finished articles before sending them out. This was just a trial mentality.But luckily, my article was actually published in a supplement a month later.Moreover, Yanan also received a considerable amount of royalties for me.

The temptation of royalties and the desire to publish seem to be more powerful than Binan's encouragement.So I buried the first chapter and wrote it down, and the colorful banknotes were delivered to my hands one by one.From time to time, I also tried to post to other newspapers; but most of them were thrown into the wastebasket by the editors, or only one or two articles were published in fragments after a long time.Needless to say, the royalties were pitifully small. I also find it very strange that my works are immature!Or editorial bias?Of course, I discussed this issue with Anan angrily, and she was also aggrieved for me.Accused those editors of controlling the site, the site is not open.I also blamed me for not contributing to them, and asked me to work harder, so I should write for that familiar supplement.As long as they have status in the literary world, they will come to make special appointments.

Writing articles can also maintain my life, and it gave me a lot of courage in a difficult environment.At the same time, I excitedly wrote to Yang Ziyun, asking them not to worry about my life in the future.Yang Ziyun was also happy for me, and sent a lot of clothes as gifts for celebration.He also wrote a special letter to tell me not to disappoint Yanan's kindness, because Yanan often complained about me in written conversations, saying that I was cold and always kept a distance from her, sometimes it was simply ruthless. Of course I knew that Yanan was dissatisfied with me. She thought that if I solved the living expenses, it would definitely make me happy.On several holidays, she asked me to accompany her to the city to attend some social banquets, but I always tried my best to refuse.When I go once in a while, I try to avoid appearing in public with her as much as possible; therefore, we often have some unpleasant skirmishes.Afterwards, apart from my sincere apology to her, I had no good reason to explain to her.

It is true that there is no unparalleled road, and I was lucky enough to find a broad avenue on the way to the end of the day. These classmates paved the way for me, and Yanan became my close travel companion.However, in my heart, there are still two ghost shadows following me closely: Qiuming!alan!Even if I can bear to abandon them and walk my own way indifferently; however, I have no mood to appreciate the scenery beside the road!