Chapter 193 Death Instinct
“If you ask me, let’s surrender.” Sartre said, “Xunyi’s 20-year-old executive is a princess-level person who can’t afford to offend. Surrendering yourself voluntarily or someone coming to find you are two ways to die.”
The little prince said: "The princess level you are talking about, is it the kind in KTV?"
"Don't interrupt, you know what I'm talking about?"
The little prince said: "Then can I suggest you, don't be so depressed?"
"What's frustrating? That's what it is! Don't feel happy that your suggestion allowed him to get away with it. Let me tell you, this is just to maintain temporary dignity. People didn't expose you on the spot, just because you were not wearing clothes at the time. She didn't want to be so embarrassed. They might have locked the criminal. It's better to surrender. Surrender yourself."
The little prince said to Wang Zixu: "Don't listen to him. After his libido returned to zero, 'Eros' has collapsed, and his death instinct is being projected randomly. Now he just wants to drag you down."
Wang Zixu pursed his lips and followed Ning Chunyan as he walked on Qingshan Square.
After coming out of the essential oil hell, he was sweating profusely and looked suspicious. But Ning Chunyan had something on his mind and didn't ask him. The two just walked in silence. It was Sartre and the little prince who kept arguing behind the scenes.
"You can't be so naive. His words - of course he said them well - were not enough to make Miss An's brain boil. After she found out that she had been deceived, she didn't check the surveillance..."
"I looked when I was leaving, and there was no surveillance there." the little prince said.
“…Well, even if there was no surveillance, she wouldn’t have stopped going to the front desk to give a confession and ask if there was an adult man in the store who read Adonis’s poems, read Hegel, talked dirty, and could massage, right? In China, There are only a handful of such people, and you can catch them all if you create user portraits!"
The little prince spread his hands: "Where is the evidence?"
"What kind of evidence do you want? As long as she goes to the front and asks, and finds out that Wang Zixu is not there, it will be a confirmation!"
"Do you think she will ask?" the little prince asked, " She would go to the hall and shout to those talented people, ‘Just now when I was taking off my clothes and lying on the bed, a man came in to give me a massage and talk about philosophy. Do you know who he was? ”
Sartre was stunned by what he said and fell into deep thought.
The little prince said: "People like An Younan want to be decent, and she will not make a fuss. There is a high probability that the door will be silent and let this matter Gone With The Wind. "
"But how do you know that An Younan wants to be decent? "
At this point, Ning Chunyan suddenly spoke, startling Wang Zixu:
“Do you know what An Younan wants to do?”
“Ah?” Wang Zixu woke up from his dream.
Ning Chunyan frowned, grabbed the strap of the bag on her shoulder with both hands, and whispered: "An Younan wants to recruit the little prince to Xunyi and become the image spokesperson of Qingyan app."
Wang Zixu asked: "Does she want you to help contact the little prince? "
"Yes."
"You are not very willing?"
"Yes, you are quite smart." Ning Chunyan stood up and patted Wang Zixu on the head.
“Why are you reluctant?”
Ning Chunyan sighed: “You don’t know the style of Xunyi Company, do you?”
"I know a little bit, but not much."
"In a nutshell, I don't treat myself as a human being, nor do I treat others as human beings." Ning Chunyan said, "Their companies have investments all over the world, with big businesses and mountains, and fierce internal competition. Therefore, they pay more attention to short-term gains and blindly pursue making big money and quick money. Either they don't do it, or they don't do it."
“Then why do they not treat others as human beings?”
“Anyone who cooperates with them in a personal capacity will not end well,” Ning Chunyan said with an expression Weird, "Those stars and celebrities, before the cooperation, were still hot and popular leaders in all walks of life, but at the end of the cooperation, they were always discredited and in disarray, without exception."
"Why is this happening?"
"Because they just squeeze it. Reputation seems to be illusory, but it is actually a resource. If it is over-exploited, it will be mined. Xunyi always likes to over-monetize fame, and this is the end result. Anyway, there are so many celebrities and Internet celebrities, and they can't be used up. If one of them can't be used, just find the next one, right? "
"Then, why would anyone want to work for them?" "
"Because they give so much."
Wang Zixu became interested and asked in a low voice: "Then how much do they plan to give the little prince?"
Ning Chunyan held out five fingers: "Five million signing fee, one contract for 5 years, annual salary starting from 500,000, commercial signings, speeches, and acupoint appearance fees of 200,000, variety shows are additional, book package production package publishing, royalty sharing is the same as the debut, free marketing and promotion, etc."
After she finished speaking, Sartre shouted from behind: "Promise her! Promise her!"
The little prince pushed him away impatiently: "What are you arguing about? Those who fish from the marsh!"
"Even if you fish from the marsh, you can catch enough for a lifetime. Eat fish! How much money have we saved so far? If we sign this, we will have free money!
The little prince frowned: "Five million doesn't sound like much."
"I can tell you that the signing fee of 5 million is only a part of the deal, and not the largest part. The appearance fee for acupuncture is 200,000, so 10 acupoints are 2 million. I go once a week, which is 9.6 million a year. I am rich!"
"If you follow your approach, you will be confused in half a year."
"4.8 million in half a year!" Sartre clapped his hands, "Promise her! Promise her!"
Sartre was stunned: "What about exposure?"
"Huh?"
"Why can't you reveal that you are a kid?" "Prince?" Sartre said, "Is there any inevitable reason? Isn't there a saying in China? There is no impermeable wall in the world. Sooner or later, you have to take this step."
The little prince muttered: "Actually, I don't quite understand why. Why?"
Wang Zixu fell into silence. At this moment, a familiar and unbeatable voice came from behind: "Teacher, little prince!"
Hearing this call, Wang Zixu and Ning Chunyan turned around suddenly at the same time.
In just such a moment, he could read expressions of surprise, excitement, confusion, surprise, etc. from Ning Chunyan’s eyes. And the cold sweat that he had just evaporated came out of his back again, and when it was blown up by the wind, his shirt was pressed against him, and it became cold for a moment, causing goosebumps to appear on his skin.
There were three people walking towards them. The Lost Believer waved his hands high in the middle, and Cheng Xing and the Innocence Poet stood on both sides. The believer looked excited and wanted to jump over and say hello to him.
The moment he saw Ning Chun Banquet, the poet raised his fist, aimed at the crevice of the believer's ribs, and gave the believer a hard blow.
“Little...”
The believer bent down and his voice stopped abruptly like killing a chicken.
Cheng Xing walked over with a smile as if nothing had happened and said hello: "Hello, Editor Wang."
"Hello, hello." Wang Zixu also greeted him as normal as possible.
Ning Chunyan looked at Cheng Xing and then at Wang Zixu, and asked with some confusion: "When did you two meet?"
"Have you forgotten? We met during the last Nanjing University party. That time you participated Did you join? Oh, it seems you didn't participate." Ning Chunyan still looked suspicious and said, "Really?" Wang Zixu said, "Yes, you didn't participate that time."
In fact, there is no NTU fellowship at all. Cheng Xing and Wang Zixu were both sweating profusely.
“I know Cheng Xing, and I also know Du Kezhu,” Ning Chunyan pointed at Cheng Xing and then at the poet, “Who is this? Is he also from Nanjing University?”
The believer bared his teeth and said: “My name is Zhou Xingzhi, and I am a wealthy man.”
“ Caida? Is it that Shuangfei? "
The believer weakly resisted: "It's 211!" "I thought I heard you calling "Teacher Little Prince" just now. "No. He didn't."
"Really?" Ning Chunyan frowned, "But I heard it very clearly, and it seemed to be directed at Wang Zixu..."
Ning Chunyan transferred Looking at Wang Zixu: "You heard it too, right?"
"Yes, yes?"
"Yes." Ningchun Banquet Choose to believe your ears and say categorically, "I clearly heard it."
The believer rubbed his ribs: "You misunderstood the beauty. I called 'Teacher Little Prince Xu' because the pronunciation of the word 'Xu' is vague, so you may not have heard clearly, but I did call 'Teacher Little Prince Xu' and not 'Teacher Little Prince'."
"Then when did he become a teacher again? And he was still a 'little teacher'?" Ning Chunyan still didn't lower his brows.
"Oh, here's the thing! I used to ask for help online on how to practice my writing, and Teacher Wang enthusiastically helped me answer the question! After we met offline, I learned that Teacher Wang's name is Zizixu! What a coincidence! My second uncle's cousin is called Zizixu! In order to distinguish the two people, I called him Teacher Xiao Zixu!"
Ning Chunyan asked: "Is that so?"
Wang Zixu said: "His second uncle's cousin is indeed called Wang Zixu."
Ning Chunyan said: "Then the name of your second uncle's cousin's father is pretty cool."
The believer said: "My second uncle's cousin was named after his grandfather. He was a scholar in the Qing Dynasty and was very educated."
Du Kezhu coughed twice, He whispered: "We have to go to the joint event quickly. We are late and I don't know how long we will have to queue up."
"Yes, yes, we have to go."
Cheng Xing waved to Ning Chunyan: "Goodbye, talented girl Ning, let's get together next time."
The three of them left quickly and walked a long way to confirm that Wang Zixu and Ning Chun were After the banquet was out of sight, Cheng Xingcai said with a straight face:
"It was so dangerous just now. Didn't the little prince say that you shouldn't call him that name outside?"
The believer's expression was in shock: "Holy crap, I really didn't expect that! I've never seen him outside of cultural events! I just shouted like that out of habit!"
Cheng Xing said: "That's talented woman Ning, the boss and editor-in-chief of "New Reward" magazine. If she knows about the little prince, The whole world knows about your identity! Do you know how much trouble you almost got into? "
"I don't know Ning Cainu, she has such a good figure, I thought she was his girlfriend!"
"The little prince doesn't have a girlfriend.
The believer said: "That's impossible, right? With the little prince's rank, I would believe him if he said he had ten or eight girlfriends. But if you say he has no girlfriends, I really don't believe it, right?"
He turned to ask the poet, but the poet ignored him and said succinctly:
"It's silly."
"Just It was just a slip of the tongue. Did your words hurt someone?"
Cheng Xing said, "Did you notice the look in the little prince's eyes just now?"
The believer's neck felt cold: "Looking at the past friendship, he won't do anything to me, right?"
"It's hard to say." The poet said.
…
After watching the three people leave, Wang Zixu turned around and asked Ning Chunyan: "Do you think my name is very elegant?"
Ning Chunyan turned around and glared at him: "You are a bit smelly. Shit, I just said it casually. But this name does have a bit of a literary flavor, which is not like what your father can come up with - I didn't mean to offend you. "
"You are right, it was not my father who named it, but my mother."
Ning Chunyan’s eyebrows moved slightly. She had never asked about Wang Zixu's mother before.
She knew that Wang Zixu’s parents were divorced. People always say that people whose parents divorced when they were young have weird personalities. Ning Chunyan felt that although Wang Zixu's personality was weird, it was not as shocking as those people on the Internet said. On the contrary, she found the quirky part of his personality endearing. But the other party's family affairs were full of hidden secrets, and she didn't dare to talk too much about them.
“Tomorrow you will meet Chen Qingluo. The first step is to take her to Qingshan Square to test you. What about the second step?”
“Watch a movie.”
"Wrong, buy milk tea first," Ning Chunyan said, "Buy milk tea, treat her to an orange cake, and then take her to a movie, and you'll be safe."
"Buy milk tea, treat her to a cake..."
"Orange cake."
"Buy milk tea, eat orange cake, and watch a movie." Wang Zixu said, "I remember."
After saying goodbye to Ning Chunyan, Wang Zixu thought to himself, hey, isn't this a date?
Thinking of this, my heart beats a little. Although the heart is beating "dong dong" at any time. But I always feel that it dances more cheerfully now, like an excited coconut.
“So, I still don’t understand,” Sartre said from behind, “Why can’t you reveal your identity?”
The little prince said: “If you had revealed your identity in front of the Ning Chun Banquet just now, it would have been interesting to see her screaming and scratching.”
“ Yes, if you are exposed, just say it openly, I am the little prince. What about Shi Tonghe, what about Xunyi, what about the Feishi Literature Award, and the criticism from those stinky students at NTU, all the worries will be wiped away. "
"Why not?"
"Of course it's because I want to win the Nobel Prize for Literature." Wang Zixu finally replied, "Although there is no explicit regulation, and the trend in recent years has become increasingly strange, the Nobel Prize for Literature will most likely not be awarded to a person who is popular at a popular level. A very popular writer.
“The hope of winning the Nobel Prize in Literature was very slim. If I exposed myself as a little prince and wrote those flirtatious sentences on the Internet, wouldn’t it be even more hopeless? "
After saying this, he raised his head and looked back. All around, there was no one in the center of the square. Sartre and the little prince were not living in reality. What they just said was all told to the wind.
(End of this chapter)