Chapter 112 Pedestrians on a Cold Winter Night
When Diao Yiwen and others chased them out, Wang Zixu had already walked hundreds of meters towards the Plaza Hotel.
I saw him holding a book under his arm, tightening his shoulders, holding his chest slightly, lowering his head, striding as if no one else was around. The hot summer day has come out of the cold winter night.
Guo Ranran said: "Did he really go to the Plaza Hotel?"
Song Yinglian said: "It seems so."
Guo Ranran said: "It doesn't matter whether he goes or not. When the leader asked, we said we didn't know."
Diao Yiwen turned to look at her friend and remained silent.
If Wang Zixu really cares about the leader’s opinion, he can make a phone call himself and explain the situation clearly to the leader. Asking them to deliver the message would be tantamount to resigning oneself to fate and seeming to be perfunctory.
He seems to be sure that even if the leader loses his temper, he will not be able to do anything to him, and he is mainly nonchalant. So even if they don't pass on the message, Wang Zixu will definitely not care.
Of course, Guo Ranran doesn’t care either. What she cares about is whether Wang Zixu really wants to go to the Plaza Hotel.
She kept her gaze fixed on Wang Zixu’s back. Under her supervision, Wang Zixu’s route did not deviate from beginning to end. This result made her a little frustrated.
The main venue for the cultural fair is People’s Square, and there is a Plaza Hotel next to People’s Square. This place was originally the earliest guest house in Xihe in ancient times. Later, it was contracted and restructured by a private party, renovated, expanded and renamed, and it became a quasi-five-star hotel. During important events, this place will definitely be used to receive foreign dignitaries.
This cultural conference invited a large number of celebrities from all walks of life, and they were all accommodated in the Plaza Hotel. The Propaganda Department, Cultural Tourism, Federation of Literary and Art Circles and other units were all dispatched to receive the event, and the security department was on duty 24 hours a day to prevent accidents.
Under such intense supervision, the crazy behavior that might be induced by the people of Xihe’s curiosity about the privacy of celebrities was nipped in the bud.
In that place, even a receptionist and accompanying person might be a cadre at the deputy director level. Guo Ranran once excitedly wanted to get an autograph, but gave up the idea after seeing the sharp eyes of the receptionist at the hotel door.
If not invited, clerks like Wang Zixu are not eligible to enter. If he went in, that would mean "something happened." Although the "what" that happened is just one in a series of dissonant notes today.
But in short, if Wang Zixu goes in, it will make Guo Ranran feel even more unhappy.
After all, she didn’t see whether Wang Zixu went in or not. There were too many lines of sight between her and the Plaza Hotel, and Wang Zixu quickly disappeared from sight like a cunning wild cat.
Guo Ranran waved his hand anxiously, as if he wanted to imitate Liu Bei when he sent Xu Shu off, pointing his whip and saying, "I want to cut down all the trees here." It is a pity that she is not that educated and does not know the idiom "cutting down a tree to see the growth", so she has no synchronic experience with this allusion.
Wang Zixu didn’t know that he was being watched like Gu Fan Yuan Ying Bi Kong. When walking on the road, I just felt that the sun was so poisonous and the weather was so hot.
He is not a political animal and knows nothing about the reception specifications of the Plaza Hotel. He only vaguely knows that if Professor Zhong comes, he will definitely stay here. This can be said to be common sense among the people of Xihe. Wang Zixu is a true Xihe native, so he ran straight here.
When he arrived at the door, he saw two long red lines stretched into an arc, guarding the door like two mechanical arms. A man in a suit and leather tie stood under the parasol outside the red line. When Wang Zixu walked over, he kept his eyes on him.
Wang Zixu came over, and the man stopped him with his hand: "What are you here for?"
"I'm looking for someone."
"Who are you looking for?"
“I’m looking for Professor Zhong from Nanjing University.”
“Professor Zhong from Nanjing University?”
The man seemed to have questions, but had no intention of consulting Wang Zixu. He continued to hold out his hand to stop him and said: "Wait a moment."
What he said to the intercom was from the accent of the area around Xihe. The accent was very strong, and Wang Zixu couldn't understand it. It seemed like he was talking about Professor Nanda Zhong, but it didn't seem to be the case.
After a while, he turned to Wang Zixu and asked: "Please show me your invitation letter."
Wang Zixu said: "What invitation letter?"
"It's an invitation letter!"
The man looked a little angry, but it seemed that Wang Zixu should have brought out the invitation letter long ago. It was entirely Wang Zixu's responsibility for not knowing what the invitation letter was. But Wang Zixu really didn't know what the invitation was.
Wang Zixu could only say: "Professor Zhong invited me to see him. Please ask if Professor Zhong is here."
Just when Wang Zixu was entangled with others, two women walked out of the lobby of the Plaza Hotel, one wearing a red dress and the other wearing a black suit and short skirt. When he saw the red woman, Wang Zixu hesitated for a moment whether to say hello, because the woman was Zhang Qian.
Then he chose to continue to debate the invitation letter.
“I don’t have a guest room phone here, you have to ask the front desk.”
“Then please let me in.”
"Please show me your invitation letter."
"I don't have an invitation letter. Professor Zhong asked me to come. Please ask Professor Zhong."
"I don't have a guest room phone here, you have to ask the front desk."
"..."
Zhang Qian also saw Wang Zixu, She turned to her best friend and said, "Let's walk sideways."
Her best friend was keenly aware of the change in her attitude and asked, "What's wrong, do you know me?"
Zhang Qian did not answer, just curled her lips and took the lead to go down from the side.
She is bored.
This unexpected encounter was not as touching as Eason Chan sang, and she just felt bored.
She is tired of Wang Zixu’s entanglement with the security guards, she is tired of Wang Zixu’s straightforwardness and persistence like a papaya, and she is tired of Wang Zixu’s sneakers being too worn.
In short, she didn’t understand why she had been obsessed with the prince for so long.
She took her best friend and walked out for more than thirty meters. After a while, she turned around and saw the back of Wang Zixu walking into the hall.
She pulled her best friend and said, "Come, let's go take a look."
Her best friend opened her mouth slightly: "Do you really know me?"
“He is Wang Zixu.”
“He is Wang Zixu?”
Zhang Qian pursed her lips. My best friend covered her mouth with the front part of her small palm.
She understood why Zhang Qian complained to her so fiercely. And she can completely understand why Zhang Qian said "no one cares about him more than me" and at the same time resolutely broke up with her and never considered getting back together, even though she cried in tears at the time.
The man wearing a street-stall shirt and overalls was holding two magazines under the sun. The shirt was blackened and stuck to his chest due to the sun exposure and sweat, and his hair was messy and unkempt. It was obvious from just one glance that this man and Zhang Qian were from the same person. She didn't understand why the two had ever gotten together. They were able to get through it together.
It’s incredible.
When the two entered the door, they saw Wang Zixu standing at the front desk. Zhang Qian raised her voice and said, "Zixu! What are you doing here?"
Zhang Qian stared at him with a reluctant expression.
Now when I look back at this person, it’s like just now, she was standing on the high steps of the Plaza Hotel, looking down, while Wang Zixu was talking to a security guard at the bottom of the steps, trying to get in. This person doesn't deserve his care.
Wang Zixu turned around and stretched out his hand, making an apology gesture: "Sorry, I have something to do."
After that, he turned to the front desk and said, "Just say I am Wang Zixu."
The girl at the front desk nodded and continued to answer the phone. Zhang Qian walked over angrily:
"You still haven't given up? I told you not to work hard in this area anymore. Whether you know Ning Cainv or Chen Cainv, it can't change your destiny. Why do you like to... like to work hard?"
(End of this chapter)