Ning Bingru looked at the note again and put on his reading glasses this time.
"This was written in half a minute? When did Mei Rucheng have such a foundation in ancient poetry? Did he write it in front of you?"
Ning Chunyan said with his hands behind his back: "When did I say that this was written by Director Mei? ? "
"It wasn't written by Mei Rucheng? Was it written by a junior in their laboratory? When did their office become so literary? Is this the leading role of Shen Jianqiu? "
"Shen Jianqiu is the name of the big leader. Ning Bingru never said so many words in one breath. He looked at the note repeatedly and was pleasantly surprised.
Ning Chunyan put away the note and said, "Dad, please stop guessing and just say what it is like?"
"Very good." Ning Bingru spoke concisely and to the point.
Ning Chunyan touched his back, stretched out her slender hands, and rubbed his shoulders:
"I can get you, a professor of the Chinese Department of NTU and former deputy director of the Department of Humanities and Quality. Minister, leader of the Chinese textbook compilation group, president of the Li Bai Research Society..." "That's enough, that's enough. Don't name the dishes. Our family can't accommodate so many people." Ning Bingru reached out to stop her daughter's rainbow fart.
Hearing the name of the dish, Ning Chunyan thought: "That person will be ecstatic to get your 'good' evaluation. Unfortunately, I will never tell him."
Ning Bingru stared at her daughter: "Who is it?"
Ning Chunyan did not answer, went back to his room, closed the door with a bang, and changed clothes.
Ning Bingru shook his head. When Ning Chunyan came out, she had already put on her pajamas. The blue striped pajamas with a collar were embroidered with a bear. The bear had two round black eyes.
Ningchun Yan, who took off her slim dress and pulled up her hair, was like a Madonna statue in the Renaissance, which had lost its aura of divinity and returned to the human world. It was a different kind of beauty than before.
Ning Bingru said: "How many more days do you want to stay in Xihe? What are the arrangements for the next step?"
"Let's stay for another week. There are no plans, except that I have to attend a symposium tomorrow. After finally coming back, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles here must have grabbed me and refused to let go, which is quite annoying. By the way, where is mom?"
< br>Ning Bingru said: "Your mother went to play mahjong."
He picked up the book on the desk again and said: "Whether you come back to participate in some activities of the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, you should make some contributions to the literature of your hometown. Although Xihe has a prosperous literary style, today's young people are becoming more impetuous from generation to generation."
Ning Chunyan did not answer. She has no obligation to save literature, whether it is literature in her hometown or literature anywhere. She even has a lot of troubles of her own.
Ning Bingru said: "By the way, if you have time, can you set aside tomorrow night and let's go out to have a meal?"
Ning Chunyan's expression changed when he said that he was troubled, and he said: "It's not a blind date again, is it?"
Ning Bingru had some embarrassment on his face: "I'm just introducing you to a new friend. He's the son of your mother's friend. He's about the same age as you. He's a postdoc who has returned from overseas. He's a very good person. You must have something in common..."
"Ah!——"
Ning Chunyan ran away holding her head and closed the door of her room. She was too lazy to listen to her father's chanting.
Ning Bingru stood outside the door and said: "You can escape from marriage, but you can't escape from marriage forever. As long as you are a human being, there will always be such a day."
Ning Chunyan did not answer in the room and was very quiet. Use silence to express your own resistance.
Ning Bingru shook his head and left.
Ning Chunyan was lying on the bed, playing with her mobile phone. Her legs were erected and swinging in the air. Her trouser legs fell down, revealing her white and well-proportioned calves.
Her literary style is very avant-garde, cold and penetrating, as if she has seen through everything about life. But when it comes to major choices in personal life, she cannot be as purely rational as her writing.
And the calmer she was, the more she felt that there was great terror in the union of two people.
If she must choose marriage, she would rather the other person is someone who bumps into her like a wild boar. At least that way it can make you feel excited.
But all the people she has met so far have followed the rules too much, and they are all ordinary people who live according to the laws of the real world. Eating, sleeping, making money, pleasing others, and eager to be pleased.
There is nothing wrong with common people. She is also a lay person. But she craves romance. She had a premonition that once she was bound to another vulgar person, she would fall into an endless vulgar life. That's not romantic at all. Many years have passed since the Renaissance, but humans will always be romantic animals.
She cannot choose or escape.
There is such a fable: Two distraught young men came to Socrates and asked him how to achieve a happy marriage. Socrates took him to a wheat field and asked him to walk along the field ridge to pick the largest and plumpest grain of wheat.
But once you find that grain of wheat, you can’t change it, even if you see a bigger, fuller grain of wheat later. Moreover, this road can only be walked once.
The young people set off. The first one kept hesitating and refused to do it, always thinking that there would be bigger wheat grains later, but missed the good wheat grains. In the end, he could only grab one in a hurry before the end; the other one picked out his wheat almost as soon as he started on the road.
In the end, the two returned to Socrates. The wheat in their hands was about the same size, but one was annoyed and the other looked calm.
This is a fable about marriage. Maizi is the most suitable partner. Ning Chunyan read this fable when she was very young. She understood the author's intention almost instantly, but scoffed at it. She felt that she would not have such a sense of gain or loss.
However, as she grows older, she becomes more and more like the first young man in the fable. Even though she never wanted to set foot in the wheat field, she just wanted to stand on the side of the road and watch quietly. But she later discovered that everyone was already in the wheat field.
Human beings have no choice. Some people suffer because they don’t have a uterus, and some people suffer because they have a uterus. Whether the uterus grows or not is determined by nature. Humans have no choice.
She cannot have any impulse for marriage in a blind date. It was a carefully created occasion. Both parties were looking at each other cautiously, with the mentality of appraising or waiting for a price, just like looking at a house.
She doesn’t want to be a house, even the best house in the area. So whenever her father talked about marriage, she felt dizzy.
Thinking of this, the more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She opened the WeChat friend she had just added and sent a coherent sentence:
[It would be great to be married! 】
After a while, a small punctuation mark was sent over there: "?"
Thinking of the other party's confused expression, Ning Chunyan felt a little better.
She turned on her phone and skillfully opened the "Wen Yan" app.
……
林峰给王子虚打电话的时候，他午睡刚起来，正愁无聊。
On the other end of the phone, Lin Feng seemed a little embarrassed, and he also had the characteristic big tongue after a hangover.
He invited Wang Zixu to meet at night and talk about many things. “It’s not just literature this time,” he said.
Wang Zixu readily agreed. Lin Feng left a good impression on him. It’s not that he doesn’t like socializing, it’s that he doesn’t like socializing that reduces his energy.
They made an appointment to meet at Xihe Park. When Lin Feng saw Wang Zixu, he showed an embarrassed smile, rubbed his head and said, "I drank too much yesterday."
Wang Zi nodded: "It doesn't matter, I poured it in."
Lin Feng said: "You didn't hear any bad rumors, right?"
Wang Zixu said: "I heard some rumors, but I can't say 'not good'. I can't say."
Lin Feng sighed and said, "I have caused trouble for you."
Wang Zixu said: "I have caused trouble for you."
Lin Feng raised his head in surprise: "What kind of rumors did you hear?"
Wang Zixu said: "I'm also curious about what kind of rumors you heard."
The two were walking in the park. When pedestrians passed by them, some people were secretly pointing at them, as if they had discovered the embarrassing duo. Little did they know that they had become the hottest topic in Xihe recently.