Chapter 190 Eavesdropping
After talking about the treatment of Jiang Mengyao, An Younan's expression quickly turned from cloudy to clear, and she sat down next to Wang Zixu with her skirt in hand.
The girl sat too close, and the scent of her body began to attack Wang Zixu's nose again, and his upper body tilted back involuntarily.
"Teacher Wang Zixu, I have prepared a meeting gift for you. I was in a hurry and the preparation was not sufficient. Please forgive me."
I saw An Younan hooking her fingers, and a square small black box was handed to her hand. She turned and held the box in front of Wang Zixu.
The sudden courtesy caught him off guard: "Huh? No need, right? I didn't prepare any meeting gifts for you."
An Younan stared at his face for a while, seeming to feel a sense of what he said. Doubtful, and then chuckled: "No, no, just accept it. When you come to our place for the first time, you will receive a greeting gift."
The box was stuffed into Wang Zixu's hand, which was heavy. He lowered his head and kept saying thanks. He felt a little foolish. What kind of greeting gift could he bring as a poor person? An Younan was probably laughing secretly.
He put the box on his knees, An Younanbai’s fingers stretched out and pointed at the silver squiggles on the box:
"I'm sorry to say that even though I gave you a gift, it's very silly, but I really want to introduce it. This is Rudan's Sandalwood. We are all girls here, and it's rare to find this kind of men's perfume, but I think this one is perfect for you!
p>“You know, this brand is a unique combination of literature and perfume. Each product has its own story. It is dignified, aloof, not deliberately trying to please, and has a unique sense of alienation. Promise me you will spray it next time you come to our party, okay? ”
Wang Zixu spent half a year in Donghai and learned a lot of high-end skills, but he did not learn how to comment on luxury goods. This thing is like Foucault and Camus chopped up, kneaded and mixed together. It is like icing sugar wrapped as added value on this thing with a pure consumerist core. He can't say anything in agreement at all.
“You, why do you think being alienated is a good fit for me?”
“That’s how I feel about you. I’m sorry. I like to use first impressions to see people. Have you offended me? You? "
"No, no..."
"Are all writers so cool, colder than Yanyan, as silent as an ink stone? "
"Hmm...no, no..."
"Other writers are not like this, you are the only one, right?"
"Uh-huh! I didn't say anything to others, it's not that I didn't..."
The eyelashes on An Younan's eyes sparkled like jewels, and when stared at, he couldn't look away. Wang Zixu was like a mouse stared at by a king cobra, unable to speak any words. At this point, under the attack of the gold and yuan offensive and the honey trap, Wang Zixu's strategy of "pretending to be a master without speaking" completely went bankrupt. Facing Ms. An's aggressive gaze, she made a "uh-huh" sound in her throat. It can be said that "the promise of a thousand people is not as good as the uh-huh of one person."
Ning Chunyan saw that he was dealt with by An Younan three times, and he cursed in his heart that he was really useless. Fortunately for you, Wang Zixu, who is still married, was actually teased like this by a girl 5 years younger than him. How was he holding off the wine at the wine table? Why can't you even tell the difference with such a standard method of green tea?
But she still pretended to smile on the surface and helped change the subject amiably:
"Ms. An, didn't you ask me about it last time? About the little prince? In fact, I have been discussing the new novel with the little prince recently, and I have some ideas. ”
Hearing the news, An Younan's eyes lit up obviously. He left Zixu behind and sat down next to Ning Chunyan with her skirt pressed up.
As if the trumpet was blown in a certain competition, the talented ladies in the whole building appeared from nowhere and gathered around Ning Chunyan, chattering non-stop.
"Is the little prince finally going to write a new short story? What is the subject? How long do you plan to write it? Will he write about his personal experience?"
"Can Ning Cainnv really be able to contact the little prince? Have you met him in person? What does he look like? Is he over 28 years old?"
"The love story in "Missing Kong Zhan" is so well written. Did the little prince also experience a first love? When Mr. Ning and you discussed the creation, did he reveal the source of inspiration for the creation?"
"When will the new work be released? Can the next issue of "New Award" be published? Ning, talented girl, you are missing There is no shortage of publicity, I have publicity channels here that can help you advertise. ”
The popularity situation is clearly displayed in front of you. Obviously, to the talented ladies, Teacher Wang Zixu is an arty respecter, but the little prince is the hot star.
It seems that everyone knows everything about the little prince, and everyone seems to want to discuss the little prince. On the top floor of the entire Galaxy City, only Wang Zixu was outside the situation, and he was confused about the current situation-Why didn't I know that I was going to write a new short story?
It took the Ning Chun Banquet a long time to stop the feud between the two sides and say to everyone:
"Currently, Mr. Little Prince's inspiration is still in the incubation stage. I refuse to interrupt anyone, including me. I don't know anything about the questions you ask. I only know that he has the intention to write new works. When the new works come out, I will naturally inform you in advance. Please continue to support our "New Appreciation" magazine ..."
Since the popularity of "Missing Kong Zhan" has gradually passed, the sales of "New Shang" magazine have gradually returned to normal levels - this is a more pleasant way of saying it - it can also be said that it has plummeted and returned to its original shape, returning to the level that a newly founded literary magazine should have.
Wang Zixu knew that Ning Chunyan had been moving around some time ago, trying to find ways to maintain the stable operation of the magazine. Because "Fire in the Stone" took up all his energy, it was difficult for him to help her, and he also treated her news indifferently on social media. He never thought that Ning Chunyan would be so anxious.
The sweet-smiling young lady at the front desk came over to add black tea to Wang Zixu’s cup. Wang Zixu blew a few sips into the hot air that was rising again from the cup and looked at Ning Chunyan. I have to say that her social skills are really something. Although her behavior is almost begging, she can make people rush for resources.
After receiving a series of benefits from the talented ladies, Ning Chunyan turned to An Younan with satisfaction: "Miss An, as for what you told me about the little prince..."
An Younan looked serious: "I know, let's talk alone."
"Then let's go to the private room?"
"Yes."
Ning Chunyan stood up with her bag and said to Wang Zixu: "I'm going to do something. You can communicate with the sisters and show more of your attainments in poetry."
She blinked desperately to hint that he could play a role, and then disappeared across the curtain with An Younan.
Wang Zixu stayed alone, scratching his head because of what they said before they left.
Something related to the little prince...what could it be?
Zhou Qingqing sat over, put his hands on his legs, and leaned over: "Teacher Wang Zixu, have you had any contact with the little prince?"
"I haven't, not much contact."
"How could it be? Aren't you the editor of "New Reward"?"
"He, he is a bit hidden, and editors usually can't see him."
"Only Ning, a talented woman, is qualified to see her, right? Oh, I envy her so much. What do you think of Editor-in-Chief Ning?"
Wang Zixu held the tea cup tightly with both hands: "She is a very good person."
Zhou Qingqing made a wistful expression: "Yes, I also think that since she is intellectual and talented, the door to the little prince will probably only be open to people like her."
Wang Zixu chatted with her for a while, mostly listening to Zhou Qingqing express his fantasy about the little prince like a little girl. The more he listened, the more unbearable he became, so he sneaked to the bathroom on the pretext of going to the bathroom.
After leaving the bathroom, Wang Zixu didn't want to go back too early. No one was watching him, so he walked around in a circle and wandered elsewhere.
The top floor of Galaxy City is in an arc shape. The place where the talented ladies meet is in the open space. The narrow part of the arc is a private room, some with the door open and some with the door closed.
He was just looking around, and suddenly he spotted two familiar sapphire blue high-heeled shoes in front of a door.
He was about to find out what was going on when the door suddenly opened and an aunt in a striped uniform walked out. The short aunt looked up at him with suspicion on her face. Wang Zixu quickly pretended to be passing by and left.
He took only two steps and turned around again. The aunt is gone, and the high heels are gone, but the door is open just a crack.
The words Ning An said before they left were still ringing in his ears. He looked around furtively, then ducked through the door.
When he first entered the room, there was a wooden wall like a screen. Curtains were hung on both sides of the wall, which was faintly illuminated. There was a sound coming from the other side of the curtain, and one of the words was drilling into his ears:
"...you Do you think the little prince would rather come to our side or stay there? Even if it’s for his sake, I think there is no future in staying in Wen’ai.”
It was An Younan’s voice.
There was a sound of turning over from the other end of the curtain. It sounded like Ning Chunyan was sleeping on the bed. After a while, she replied:
"Miss An, I promised not to turn my relationship with him into a relationship with a third person. This is my promise to him."
There was a crackling sound from inside the door, and Wang Zixu suddenly realized that they were in a spa.
An Younan said: "But you didn't do that. You just added a relationship to him and let him get to know me. I will not be involved in the relationship between you."
Ning Chunyan said: "But that is the same to him. An Xiao Sister, you don’t know what kind of person he is. "
"Ning Cainnv, do you have feelings for him? Or, to put it more bluntly, do you like him?"
"..."
At this moment, there was a noise outside the door. It seemed that the aunt was coming back and was about to reach the door. If she went out at this time, she would definitely be caught.
The prince was frightened and looked back at the curtain again. This time, one muscle became blocked at both ends.
(End of this chapter)