Ye Lan and Zuo Ziliang returned to the box, told Cheng Xing about their agreement just now, and asked him if he had any objections. Cheng Xing was still immersed in Wang Zixu's script and didn't know whether he heard it or not, so he nodded hastily in agreement.
So Ye Lan forwarded Cheng Xing’s sample manuscript to Zuo Ziliang, who then sent the sample manuscript to the group of speech therapists.
As soon as the operation was completed, Ye Lan snatched Zuo Ziliang’s mobile phone. Zuo Ziliang frowned, and she said with a proud smile:
"Sorry, I will keep your phone for the time being to prevent you from giving reminders to the speech therapist. From now on, I will wait here for another 30 minutes. More than three people have raised questions. Even if you win, everyone is willing to admit defeat, how about it?"
Zuo Ziliang said: "Then you return the phone to me first, I will go to the toilet."
Ye Lan said: "You go ahead. Put the phone here, I will keep it."
Zuo Ziliang Said: "Ye Lan, it's boring for you to do this."
Ye Lan said: "Damn, Zuo Ziliang, who can't afford it? Who wants to play tricks?"
Zuo Ziliang lay down and pressed his forehead. Ye Lan looked victorious, she had taken control of the situation.
Zuo Ziliang raised his head and said: "Then let me add another notice. Just send it without marking the author. Even if someone feels that the script is wrong, they will only think that the scripter is perfunctory and will not think that it is a substitution."
Ye Lan shook his head. She made up her mind not to let Zuo Ziliang touch the phone again.
"Zuo Ziliang, we just agreed that we are willing to admit defeat. If you can't afford it, don't play."
Zuo Ziliang said: "I can't afford it, but this bet is inherently unfair to the little prince."
Ye Lan eyebrows He twisted up: "Unfair to the little prince? Zuo Ziliang, why are you here for this company? Being fair to the company is enough, why should we be fair to the little prince?"
Zuo Ziliang sighed and said, "I'm too lazy to tell you."
…
Wang Zixu picked up the wine glass and pointed it in the direction of Guo Ranran.
"Xiao Guo, speaking of which, you toasted me just now, and I haven't greeted you back yet, so I toast you."
Guo Ranran picked up the wine glass, and the two of them clinked a glass in the air. Before drinking, Wang Zixu said:
"Xiao Guo, I am crazy about how many years older you are, but I am not relying on my old age to show off my old age. I read a sentence in a book and share it with you here - it is better to judge others by yourself than to judge others by yourself. I hope you will think more about it."
After that, he drank it all. Guo Ranran, holding the cup, was confused for a long time.
As soon as she licked that sentence, she felt that Wang Zixu was mocking herself. It was nothing more than saying that she was judging the heart of a gentleman with the heart of a villain! His face turned red with anger immediately, but he could not refute.
Others at the table did not notice this episode. Lin Feng lowered his head to eat the vegetables, raised his head and said: "Brother Wang, wait for me for a while, wait for me to eat a few mouthfuls of vegetables, and then I will compete with you."
The person inspecting the team next to him Seeing the opportunity, a comrade picked up the cup and said to Wang Zixu:
"Brother Wang, you are a little more powerful than we thought. I think we have to give you more strength. We can't just let Mr. Lin deal with you alone. Come on, let me toast you."
Zhang Cangnian was happy and said, "Okay, you guys are going to do some extra tricks, right? Get Xiao Wang drunk and he will faint. When he is fainted, he will not be able to answer the question."
Others had not realized this at first, but Zhang Cannian woke them up and raised their glasses in honor of Wang Zixu.
Zhang Cangnian picked up the glass and said, "That's not possible. Our unit has to move too. Can't they let all their firepower pour on Xiao Wang alone?"
But after he finished speaking, no one responded to the call. The leader was holding the cup and hesitated, not knowing whether he should help charge into the battle.
A comrade from the inspection team nearby said: "That won't work. Even if you want to help carry the firepower, we still have to pay tribute to Comrade Xiao Wang."
So everyone on Lin Feng's side raised their glasses and took turns to pay tribute to Zixu. Wang Zixu was fed five or six glasses of wine one after another. He was just a little tipsy just now, but now he was completely dizzy and felt like the world was spinning.
Next to him, Lin Feng finished eating, patted his shoulder, and laughed and said:
"Brother Wang, you are very knowledgeable, but I need to drink more! Brother, my drinking capacity is still better than yours. It depends on my overall quality. Don’t blame me for taking advantage of you. I’ll give you another difficult test, Dostoyevsky!”
Guo Ranran lowered his head and frantically checked Baidu on his mobile phone while shouting: "Wait a minute, what what? What about the hunchback?"
"Dostoevsky, Dostoevsky, replace the side of the hunchback with a left ear knife..."
Wang Zixu closed his eyes again and mixed thoroughly. Breathing, he said: "No need to check."
Lin Feng looked back with a hint of hope: "Have you never heard of the writer Dostoyevsky?"
Wang Zixu said: "How could it be? I can vividly recall the plot of every one of his books.
""The Insulted and Damaged", "Crime and Punishment", "The Idiot", "The Demons" and "The Brothers Karamazov". "The Brothers Karamazov" is a posthumous work, not finished, but it is an eternal pearl in the history of literature."
Lin Feng held the cup in silence for a long time, and then drank it all.
Before Guo Ranran could type a few words, he saw that Lin Feng had already drank, and couldn't help but put down his hands in despair.
The leader patted Wang Zixu on the back and asked: "Xiao Wang, are you okay? Can you still hold on?"
Wang Zixu shook his head: "It's okay, keep going!"
Lin Feng was already a bit tongue-tied and said: "Dostoyevsky can't even trouble you. It seems that I have to change my strategy."
After shaking his head and thinking for a while, he continued: "It seems that you are very familiar with Western writers, so let me test your Eastern writer, Kawabata Yasunari!"
Wang Zixu said: "I am a Japanese writer. I didn’t see much. ”
Lin Feng had a victorious smile on his face, but before he could be too happy, Wang Zixu continued:
“Snow Country, Thousand Cranes, Ancient Capital, and Sound of the Mountain. These are his main works.”
Lin Feng’s smile froze on his face.
Guo Ranran on the side suddenly jumped up holding her cell phone and said, "You missed one more!"
Wang Zixu turned to look at her: "Which one did I miss?"
p>Guo Ranran said: ""The Dancer of Izu", Baidu Encyclopedia said that this is his important work!"
Prince Xu said: "I know. "The Dancing Girl of Izu" is his debut novel. I have read it, but the reason why I didn't mention this work is because it is only a short story, so I didn't rank it with the medium-length novel."
< br>Guo Ranran tilted his mouth and said, "Hey, I've already exposed my name. It's up to you to say anything at this time? I also said that I've seen it too."
Wang Zixu said calmly: "I have really seen it. And I can recite it."
Guo Ranran looked at him with wide eyes.
“‘The mountain road became winding and winding, and we were approaching Tiancheng Ridge. At this time, the white shower shrouded the dense cedar forest, sweeping towards me from the foothills quickly.
“‘I was twenty years old at that time, wearing a high school hat, a navy blue and white patterned top and culottes, and a student school bag on my shoulder. It was already the fourth day of my trip to Izu alone. I was studying I rested for one night at Zenji Hot Spring, stayed for two nights at Yushima Hot Spring, and then climbed up Amagi Mountain with high-toothed wooden clogs. The overlapping mountains, primitive forests, deep valleys, and autumn colors were really dazzling. But my heart is beating fiercely. Because a hope is urging me to hurry...'" After reading this long paragraph, Wang Zixu paused and said: "This is the translation by Ye Weiqu and Tang Yuemei, and it is also the one I admire most. Do you want me to continue to memorize it?"
There was total silence at the table. Everyone stared at Wang Zixu like a madman.
After a long time, Guo Ranran asked: "Why do you memorize it?"
Wang Zixu said: "Because Kawabata Yasunari was the winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1968."
This question and answer seemed to be inconsistent, and only Wang Zixu knew the cause and effect.
That was his lonely journey.
Lin Feng stood up with a serious expression. He held the prince’s shoulder with his left hand and raised the wine glass with his right hand, saying:
“Everyone, listen to me.
"If I hadn't come to your unit for inspection today, I wouldn't have known that there was such a strange person as Brother Wang in our city. I used to be so ignorant and ignorant. Talents like this, Gou Ju, should have emerged in the literary world long ago. This is my dereliction of duty as the vice president of the Writers' Association. I did not dig him out. Today I criticized myself and punished myself with three cups."
The leader on the side also stood up quickly and said: "Mr. Lin, you are too serious."
Looking at Lin Feng's eyes, he quickly raised his glass and said, "I am the one who deserves the punishment. If it hadn't been for today, I wouldn't have known that Xiao Wang was such a showman and paid less attention to his comrades. I will punish myself three times."
The biggest person in the two seats stood up, and the others also stood up and raised their glasses with such ferocity that they immediately blocked all the light on the table.
Only the prince sat in the shadow formed by the crowd, like a piece of burned wood, the wine stains on his chest and the stains on his body were all the embers after burning.