At dinner time, Zhao Haimei waited until the cafeteria was gone, and other students did not go in.

"Hello, a meal."

She handed over a meal ticket.

The cafeteria aunt was already preparing to get off work, and when she saw her coming, she said casually, "Why are you here so late?" The rice was cold. ”

Zhao Haimei smiled slightly: "It's too crowded, I want to come back to eat later." ”

"That's all for you."

The aunt pulled the rest of the meal into her lunch box, much more than she cooked on time, and there was also a steamed bun.

"Thank you."

Zhao Haimei took the lunch box and sat down in an unobtrusive corner.

The aunt looked at her back and sighed silently.

Zhao Haimei didn't care about her aunt's compassionate gaze, so she picked up the steamed bun first, tore off the place where the vegetable soup was stained and ate it, and put the rest on the lid of the lunch box.

So that it can be put to tomorrow.

She gulped down her food, it was cold, but it was enough to satisfy her stomach.

Behind the window of the meal, the aunt put down the work in her hand and dragged her colleague out by the way.

The cafeteria is very quiet, there is no sharp sound of pots and bowls colliding, and it will not touch Zhao Haimei's self-esteem.

Outside the door, a head melon disappeared into the darkness, as if it had seen nothing.

Zhao Haimei ate very much, and before leaving, she wiped the table clean and set the chair straight, and then quietly left with tomorrow's lunch.

There is no one in 208, Zhou Li and a few of them from the Spanish department have gone to practice speaking, Lin Nianhe...... No one knows where she is.

Zhao Haimei rubbed her stomach, sat down on the edge of the bed, and took out the letter to write a letter home.

She's already filled several pieces of paper, but she hasn't sent them yet—write a few more and send them to save money.

As soon as Zhao Haimei wrote the date, the dormitory door was knocked twice, and then the sound of the key inserting into the lock hole was heard.

The door didn't open, but Zhao Haimei knew that it was Lin Nianhe outside the door.

She was the only one who had the key in her hand and had to knock twice before opening the door.

The wooden door was pushed open, and Lin Nianhe walked in.

Unlike her usual radiant spirits, today she has a sad face and wilts.

Zhao Haimei put down the pen and asked her, "What's wrong with you?" ”

"Alas, sad." Lin Nianhe sat down on the stool next to her, poured a glass of water, and drank it slowly.

Zhao Haimei couldn't figure out what Lin Nianhe would worry about.

Lin Nianhe didn't need her to ask, she complained: "My sister's husband helps in the magazine, and after the editor changes the manuscript, he has to copy it properly and then send it for printing, but there are too many manuscripts, and the editor can't copy it, so he can only find someone to do it." ”

"My sister is sick, my brother-in-law has to take care of her, but there are too many jobs in the magazine, and he can't help but want me to work for him...... I don't have time. ”

Zhao Haimei's eyes lit up, and she was silent for a moment, she asked tentatively, "That...... Can I do it? ”

Lin Nianhe raised his head suddenly: "Really? You didn't lie to me? Are you really capable? ”

Zhao Haimei's face was a little red, and she whispered: "My handwriting is quite neat, if I can do it......"

"Paper, pen, water, and magazines are all given, 10,000 words and five cents, if you want to do it, I will give you the address of the magazine, you go to Lao Wu, and he will take you to receive the task." Lin Nianhe said directly, "But after receiving the task, you must complete it, otherwise you will have to compensate for the loss." ”

"I can do it, I can do it!" Zhao Haimei nodded again and again, her face turned even redder.

"You've helped me a lot!" Lin Nianhe stretched out his hand and hugged her, "Otherwise, my brother-in-law will pressure me to help copy the article." ”

Zhao Haimei whispered: "Actually...... I'm not here to help you...... I'm ...... "I don't have any money."

Lin Nianhe interrupted her with a smile: "I don't care what you are for, anyway, you helped me, if you have something to say in the future, I will help you!" ”

Zhao Haimei's eyes were a little wet, she nodded lightly, and whispered, "You helped me ......"

"If you have something to say, don't hold your throat, I'm panicking."

“……”

The next morning, there was no class in the physics department, and Zhao Haimei went to the magazine with the address given by Lin Nianhe.

"Hello comrade, I'm looking for Comrade Wu."

Looking at the busy scene in the magazine, Zhao Haimei was a little cramped.

"Lao Wu, Lao Wu, someone is looking for you!"

Lao Wu hurried over, still holding a stack of manuscripts in his hand.

"Hey, hello," Lao Wu and Zhao Haimei nodded, "You're Nian He's classmate, right?" ”

"Yes, my name is Zhao Haimei." Zhao Haimei bowed, "Hello." ”

"What's polite," Lao Wu motioned for her to go with him, and said as he walked, "It's not difficult to copy the manuscript, the handwriting is neat, just don't copy it wrongly, but sometimes the manuscript is a little messy and difficult to recognize, you have to be careful." ”

"Uh-huh!" Zhao Haimei listened very seriously and nodded again and again.

"But you're a college student, so you can do a good job." Lao Wu took Zhao Haimei to the editor and said directly, "Sister Zhang, this is Zhao Haimei, a student at Peking University, who also wants to copy the manuscript for us." ”

Sister Zhang looked up at Zhao Haimei, and took two pieces of paper to her: "You copy this manuscript and I'll take a look." ”

"Okay."

Zhao Haimei's palms were sweating, and she was three points more nervous than the first time she set the horse.

What Sister Zhang gave her was a short article, about more than 2,000 words.

There was no vacant space in the house, so Lao Wu only took her to find a chair.

"This ......"

Lao Wu was a little helpless.

Seeing that it was about to be published, the magazine was very busy, and there was really no spare space.

"It's okay, I'll just copy it here."

Zhao Haimei said, squatted down in front of the stool, spread the manuscript and notebook on the stool, pulled out the cap of the pen and began to copy.

Lao Wu looked at her serious appearance and breathed a sigh of relief.

He found a cup and poured her some hot water, and then went to get his manuscript.

Lin Nianhe helped him find this job. He didn't know exactly how it came about, it seemed that a neighbor of Lin Nianhe worked in a magazine, and then he learned that there was still such a job to do.

Lao Wu felt that this job was very suitable for him - he could copy in the hospital without delaying taking care of Guan Manling at all.

Lin Nianhe called him last night and asked if the magazine still needed people, he thought of Sister Zhang's recent complaints, so he quickly told Lin Nianhe that he had it, and he needed it very much, and Sister Zhang had stayed up late to copy manuscripts by herself recently.

Lao Wu originally came to pick up the manuscript today, and he should leave after taking his things. But thinking that Zhao Haimei was Lin Nianhe's friend, he waited aside, planning to wait for the little girl's matter to settle before leaving.

Zhao Haimei's writing speed was very fast, and in about an hour, a manuscript was copied.

I didn't feel it when I was writing, but when I finished writing, I felt that my legs were sore, and I couldn't stand up.

Lao Wu stepped forward and helped her, took away the pen and paper and let her sit down.

Zhao Haimei was a little embarrassed: "I'm sorry for causing you trouble." ”

"What is this?"

Lao Wu only felt that this girl was very soft and easy to get along with.

He looked at the manuscript copied by Zhao Haimei, the handwriting was neat and beautiful, very good.

He whispered, "It should be fine, don't be afraid." ”

Zhao Haimei knocked on her legs, and finally breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and a touch of joy appeared in her eyes.