In the next few days, except for two or three news about Xiao Fei in the Beijing Evening News and Beiqing Daily, there was nothing to do.

The news revolves around two main points.

The first point is that Xiao Fei was involved in a fight on the first day he came to school, and only after the truth was revealed did he find out that it was a thief who set up a game to fish in troubled waters.

The second point is what is the relationship between Xiao Fei and the new star Yang Yu in the music world, and why Yang Yu said that Xiao Fei is a noble person in his life.

These news have also stirred up some public opinion.

Since the military training of Peking University is held in the summer vacation of the freshman year, the freshmen do not have to participate in the military training hard, but can get familiar with the campus environment as much as possible in the first few days.

During these three to five days, Xiao Fei participated in the opening ceremony organized by the school, filled out a bunch of various forms, participated in two class meetings and one entrance lecture, and was organized to visit the school history exhibition......

In short, a few days ago, there were no classes, and classes would not officially start until the end of the orientation party.

After the official start of classes, it can become very stressful to study.

After the new students register, the most important thing is to select the class cadres.

In the college career, if you have the experience of serving as a class cadre, it is very good to add points to yourself, so the competition for class cadres is still very fierce.

Liu Ruili asked Xiao Fei if he was willing to run for squad leader.

If Xiao Fei is willing, then he, Dongfang Tian and Li Jianhua will go all out to contact the rest of the class and canvass for Xiao Fei.

Liu Ruili said that according to Xiao Fei's current popularity and literary creation achievements, as long as he signs up for the election, he will definitely be elected.

But Xiao Fei is a lazy man.

I'm already a bunch of things, and of course I don't want to bother being a squad leader.

Xiao Fei rejected Liu Ruili's kindness.

Liu Ruili was very happy and immediately announced that he was going to participate in the class president election, and hoped that his brothers in the same dormitory would support him.

Dongfang Tian was a little stupid about this, and he also wanted to run for squad president.

If you can be a class president, you will have the opportunity to enter the student union of the department.

Entered the student council of the department. It is expected to further enter the student council of the school. This is how many student strongmen are born.

Xiao Fei doesn't care, it doesn't mean that everyone else doesn't care.

It's just that Liu Ruili mentioned it one step in advance, in order to avoid hurting the harmony of his roommates. Dongfang Tian had no choice but to settle for the second best thing and participated in the election of the sports commissioner.

On the evening of September 3, the 97th freshmen of the Department of History, majoring in ancient history, held a grand class meeting and elected the class cadres.

What Xiao Fei didn't expect was before the class meeting began. The head teacher, Wu Yingxue, actually called him outside the classroom.

"Xiao Fei, why didn't you participate in the class cadre election?" Wu Yingxue asked softly with a smile.

She is 27 years old, a female doctor in the department, who will graduate next year, and it is said that she has decided to stay on to teach.

Wu Yingxue is about 1.6 meters tall, with a medium appearance, and wears a pair of frameless resin glasses, which looks elegant and bright.

Xiao Fei didn't expect that she would call herself out and ask this.

"Teacher Wu. I'm a bit lazy, I don't like to be an official by nature, and besides, I have a lot of things to do, and I don't have enough energy to serve everyone, so I didn't sign up for the election. ”

Xiao Fei explained.

"Oh, that's it." Wu Yingxue swept her bangs with her hand and said with a smile, "Professor Lu asked me to take care of you a little more." So, I'll ask you to come out and ask. ”

It seems that this Lu Zelin really values himself.

"Then thank you, Mr. Wu, and please say thank you to Professor Lu for me." Xiao Fei said.

"Hmm. Alright then, then you go back. Wu Yingxue said.

That night, all the class cadres were elected.

Liu Ruili was unsurprisingly elected class president, and Dongfang Tian also became a sports commissioner. There are two class committees out of four people in Xiao Fei's bedroom, which can be regarded as amazing.

Liu Ruili, who became the class leader, was in high spirits and finished the class meeting. After announcing the appointment and dismissing the meeting, he tried his best to invite Xiao Fei and the three of them to have supper.

The four of them ran out of the school, ate and drank at a night market stall near the south gate, and returned happy.

Dongfang Tian and the others went back to the dormitory, and Xiao Fei ran back to the rented place outside the school, turned on the computer again, and sorted out the manuscript of "Brothers".

He still decided that this novel would first appear in a large literary journal, and then publish a single book.

This can increase the influence and popularity of the work more than directly publishing a single book.

As for whether it will affect the sales of single books, Xiao Fei no longer considers this.

In just over a year, he has earned enough money, and his wealth is still increasing day by day.

Xiao Fei is no longer so eager for money now.

He's now thinking more about literature itself, well! There is also the struggle for greater creative success, to win more and more reputation.

This is what he will work towards in the future.

Xiao Fei was sorting out the manuscript while planning in his heart.

He decided to call the editor of Harvest tomorrow, saying that he had the first half of a manuscript on hand, and asked him if he was interested in publishing it.

During this period of time, Editor Cheng did not make an appointment with Xiao Fei on the phone.

Probably because he felt that Xiao Fei had been in an eventful time recently, and it was unlikely that he would write a new work.

Xiao Fei sorted out the manuscript until half past eleven o'clock in the evening, turned off the computer and went to bed.

The next morning, he got up early, ran to Haidian Park, boxed for more than an hour, and then came out for breakfast.

At this time, it was only 7 o'clock in the morning.

What Xiao Fei didn't expect was that he received a call from Editor Cheng.

Editor Cheng told Xiao Fei that he was now in Beijing and would go to the Chinese Department of Peking University in the morning to discuss with some students. He asked Xiao Fei when he would be free in the past two days, and he would meet and talk about it together.

"Teacher Cheng, I have time at any time, why don't I invite you to a meal at noon." Xiao Fei said with a smile.

"Haha! I'm afraid noon, Professor Cao and a few teachers from your Chinese Department will give me a pick-up, but, Xiao Fei, if you don't have anything to do in the morning, how about coming with me to the Chinese Department for a symposium? This morning's symposium is still of a very high standard, and the student writers of your school will participate, and some literary critics will also appear, and I think it will be useful to you. Editor Cheng said with a smile.

"Oh, I'll go with you, won't it be abrupt?" Xiao Fei asked with a smile.

"How can it be abrupt? You are also a student at Peking University. Cheng said.

"Alright then, then I'll be cheeky and go and learn." Xiao Fei said.

"And where are you now?" Cheng editor asked.

Xiao Fei told Editor Cheng where he was, but he didn't expect that Editor Cheng was staying in a hotel not far away.

After a while, the two met outside the south gate of Peking University.

"Xiao Fei, hello! I haven't seen you for many days, and I look stronger than before. Editor Cheng gave Xiao Fei a bear hug very boldly, and when he beat Xiao Fei in the chest, he said.

"Teacher Cheng is more energetic than before." Xiao Fei said with a smile.

"Is this your car?" Editor Cheng looked at the Santana 2000 parked next to Xiao Fei, raised his eyebrows, and asked.

"Sort of, make do with it." Xiao Fei laughed.

"Xiao Fei, you are the most powerful young man I have ever seen, at a young age, relying on your own hard work, you have already achieved this level, it's amazing, but what I want to say is that don't be trapped by material things and affect your writing."

Editor Cheng said meaningfully.

"Teacher Cheng, don't worry, I take writing as my life's work, how can I lose my mind." Xiao Fei said.

He patted a bag he was carrying and said, "Mr. Cheng, I just wrote a novel, but I'm only halfway done, I wonder if Mr. Cheng would like to take a look?" ”

Hearing Xiao Fei say this, Editor Cheng raised his eyebrows and said "oh" in surprise: "Is it only half of what I wrote?" ”

"The other half is almost finished." Xiao Fei said.

"How many words are there?"

"That's about 500,000 words in total."

Editor Cheng gasped: "It's not short, it's a big long story, Xiao Fei, how can you write so fast." Do you have the manuscript with you now? I'd love to read a few pages. ”

A small saying is good or bad, naturally you will know it by looking at the beginning.

For Xiao Fei's works, Editor Cheng is still very much looking forward to it.

It's just that he still thinks that Xiao Fei's new work was written too quickly. While preparing for the college entrance examination and writing, it took a few months to finish a long book of more than 500,000 words, which is really rare among traditional pure literature writers.

Therefore, he wanted to take a look at it first, so that he could have a bottom in his heart.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Cheng, the manuscript is in the floppy disk, and it hasn't been printed out yet." Xiao Fei said with a smile.

Editor Cheng looked at a floppy disk that Xiao Fei was shaking in his hand, and was a little helpless.

At 9 o'clock, the symposium he held with the students of the Chinese Department of Peking University was about to begin, so it seemed unrealistic to find a computer and glance at Xiao Fei's work first.

"Then let's go, let's go to the symposium first, and if you have a draft, it's not too late to read it after the symposium is over." Cheng said.

The two got into the car, and Xiao Fei drove into the campus and came to the location of the Chinese Department familiarly.

After parking the car, the two walked towards the main building of the Chinese Department.

The symposium was arranged in a conference room in the department.

"Xiao Cheng, welcome, welcome! I didn't expect you to come so early! As soon as they got downstairs, they were greeted by a few people.

Xiao Fei saw that Cao Zizheng was waiting downstairs to greet Editor Cheng in person, which was not a big face.

It can also be seen from this that the weight of "Harvest" is heavy.

"Teacher Cao, the last time I said goodbye, I haven't seen you for more than two years, are you okay?"

"It's okay, it's okay! This time, I am honored to invite you, the editor, to come and have a discussion with our students, and many people in our department are looking forward to it! ”

The two of them said polite words.

Xiao Fei saw that Zhang Qiang was also following behind several professors, and he was making a cool expression at himself with his nostrils facing the sky. (To be continued.) )