Chapter 68 Eating and Drinking Men and Women
Chapter 68 Eating and Drinking Men and Women
Lin Feng suddenly seemed to remember something and said to Wang Zixu, "Oh, I forgot to introduce you. This is Director Ma of the Liaison Department of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles."
A dark-skinned man looked at Wang Zixu.
"This is Director Yang from Xihe TV Station."
A middle-aged woman nodded at the prince with a smile.
"This is Deng from the publishing house..."
Lin Feng introduced them to Wang Zixu one by one. They were all famous figures in the literary and artistic circles of Xihe. Now gathered at this table, the "old village chief" immediately gave off the style of the Loyalty Hall of Liangshan Marsh.
Xie Cong stretched out his hand and waved: "Boss Lin, we agreed before we came here today that we would shed our social identities and come here purely to reminisce about our youth. After you have introduced me, please stop calling me Boss Xie. It will be strange."
Lin Feng said: "Oh, no wonder you came to the old village chief, a place full of memories."
"That's right! Otherwise, with our specifications, we have to find a private restaurant. Just come here, what's the saying?"
“Remember the bitter past and think of the sweet present!”
"wrong!"
"Reminiscing about youth!"
Xie Cong raised his glass high: "Yes! Let's reminisce about the past!"
Everyone raised their glasses and the atmosphere was good.
The barbecue was served just in time, and everyone started eating. Lin Feng winked at Wang Zixu, suggesting that he should seize the opportunity.
If it were in the past, Wang Zixu would have felt that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity in his life. All those present were giants in the literary and artistic circles of Xihe. If a meteorite fell from the sky and hit the old village chief accurately, the literary and artistic circles of Xihe would immediately regress fifty years.
But now he was completely distracted by Chen Qingluo's news. As soon as Lin Feng finished introducing the person next to him, he forgot the last name of the person next to him. No matter how powerful someone is, compared to Chen Qingluo, he is just A, B, and C, so unimportant.
Xie Cong began to tell the people at the table about Chen Qingluo. Some of these things were familiar, some were unfamiliar, and some he had no idea about. But Xie Cong knew them all. Wang Zixu suddenly realized that Chen Qingluo was not just his youth.
Xie Cong said: "Speaking of which, the reason why I, a science student, chose to work in the cultural industry was also because of Chen Qingluo's influence. Over the years, I have been following her back and moving forward step by step."
Someone asked: "No wonder you haven't gotten married yet, is it because you've always been chasing after your sweetheart?"
"That's not the case." Xie Cong shook his head, "It's mainly because we can't afford a house in Donghai, haha!"
Everyone at the table was touched by this and started shouting, "The housing prices in Donghai are too outrageous. You either have to work for the landlord for half your life, or you have to work for the bank for half your life."
When it comes to this topic, Lin Feng and Wang Zixu have no say. They are all native Xihe people and have never considered leaving. Other people at the table can still consider the issue of buying a house, but they are not even qualified to consider it.
Xie Cong said: "Who says it's not true? Besides, how much more carefree and happy it is to not get married and no one will control you? There are two college girls I often play with, and we play odd and even numbers. Who would want to get married?"
Someone said: "Please elaborate on the odd and even numbers."
Xie Cong said: "There are also female comrades at the table, how can I explain this in detail?"
Director Yang, the only woman at the table, raised her glass and said, "Boss Xie is also a man of temperament."
Xie Cong also raised his glass: "It's not about temperament, it's just eating, drinking, and sex."
Director Yang said: "Life cannot just consist of food, it also needs a little poetry and distant places."
“The distance is too far, and writing poetry is too difficult.”
"Mr. Xie, you are too modest. I think you are also very talented. Everything you say is poetry."
"It's because I've come into contact with so many cultured people that I can't help but be influenced by them. I still remain a layman."
Someone next to him said, "Food and sex are human nature. It's not vulgar but romantic. Are those who engage in literature and art not romantic? Those who engage in literature and art are all romantic! Passion breeds poets. If there is no passion in life, how can you make others intoxicated?"
"indeed."
Lin Feng and Wang Zixu both lowered their heads and acted like good kids, not daring to breathe. They were both decent people, and they had lost the qualifications to engage in art.
A man at the table, whose last name Wang Zixu could not remember but who was a big shot in the Xihe literary and art circles, said:
"If you ask me, this era is romantic. Romance comes from freedom. Especially in the literary and artistic circles, freedom can bring fresh air. Have you heard of the person who has become very popular recently? What's his name..." Xie Cong asked, "Who are you talking about?"
"He's the one who became famous by flirting with girls." The man scratched his head.
Prince Xu tilted his head and asked, "Shen Qingfeng?"
"It's not Shen Qingfeng."
The man finally remembered the name and clapped his hands, "Little Prince!"
……
"Your idol is the Little Prince?"
The girl's voice on the other end of the phone sounded a little strange, her tone seemed like she had guessed it, but also seemed to be surprised, with a hint of laughter.
Ning Chunyan said with a dark face: "Don't laugh at me! Yes, that's right, I do use Wenmi, and I am a heavy user of Wenmi. What's wrong? Who doesn't have a niche hobby?"
The girl said: "Niche hobbies are common, but it's rare to turn a niche hobby into an idol."
"It's a rare ghost."
Ning Chunyan kept complaining while typing.
"Isn't it normal for him to have a wife? He must have a good love quotient to be able to seduce so many people. Why can't he get married young?"
Ning Chunyan said, "No, I'm not quite sure yet. Actually, the thing is, I got a manuscript by accident, and I found that the wording and sentence structure of this manuscript... No, how should I put it, the flavor is very similar to the Little Prince."
The person on the other end of the phone casually said, "And the owner of your manuscript got married, right?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Qingluo, you are indeed very smart."
"No, no, you are not much worse than the two masters of Xihe."
"Let's not brag about each other commercially."
Chen Qingluo squatted on the sofa, moving her snow-white feet, holding a pair of nail clippers in her hands.
"And you want to give me the manuscript to taste so I can make sure it tastes the same, right?"
"Qingluo is so smart!"
Chen Qingluo put the cut toenails in toilet paper and wrapped them up carefully: "Okay, then send it to me."
"I'm still typing it out," Ning Chunyan said. "I only have the paper version of the manuscript in my hand, and I'm typing it into an electronic version."
"You type word by word? Are you stupid? Why don't you scan it?"
“I just like to understand the original intention of the author’s novel by reproducing its paragraphs word for word.”
Chen Qingluo rolled her eyes in a very nice way, but unfortunately no one saw it: "Hand-rubbing immortal, right? Craftsman spirit, right?"
"That's understandable, so why don't you go see the little prince first?"
"In the end, it's still Amway."
"whee."
Chen Qingluo turned on her phone and asked while the call was still going on, "Where can I watch it?"
"I'll send you a link later."
Chen Qingluo clicked on the link and tried to stay patient so as not to lose motivation: "Actually, if you can't finish it, you can just show me the manuscript tomorrow."
Ning Chunyan was surprised: "You went back to Xihe?"
"Yes." Chen Qingluo stood up and threw the toilet paper into the trash can. "I'm at home."
(End of this chapter)