Chapter 197 Dark Forest
Wang Zixu, who was still a little angry at first, instantly lost his temper after hearing this proposal. He even began to feel that being treated as a "authority dog" was nothing.
“Go to Shi Tonghe.” Wang Zixu repeated, “I thought you were very courageous, but I didn’t expect you to be so courageous.”
Chen Qingluo stared at him, as if she was complaining that he was not on the same side as her.
“In the face of arrogant power and arrogant hegemony, each of us should bravely stand up and resist.”
Wang Zixu gestured with his hands and feet and said, "No, I admire your sincerity and courage, but this is a grudge between me and Shi Shuqiu. It's a bit too much to go to the parents, right?"
He also wanted to say that it was like Xiaoxu was beaten in kindergarten, and Chen Qingluo’s mother took him to the other parent to argue. Of course he didn't have the nerve to say it.
"We should have talked to him last time." Chen Qingluo said, "He is a successful senior in the literary world. He is willing to destroy the general environment for a literary award. To embarrass a younger generation in this way is simply a disgrace."
< br>Chen Qingluo added: "If you let it go this time, he may come up with another damaging move next time. By the time it crosses your bottom line, it will be too late. You can't pretend not to see it, you have to talk to him."
Wang Zixu realized that Chen Qingluo was more rational than he thought. She wasn't going to argue with the other parent, she was talking about "talking".
Wang Zixu thought of that spicy meal. Chen Qingluo said she wanted to "talk", and Xiao Mengyin also asked him to talk to Shi Tonghe last time.
We really should talk about it.
If they don’t talk to him, but instead become suspicious of each other, they will only continue to repeat the same history; if this tug of war continues, the fight will definitely become more and more deadlocked and will never end.
The only way to light up a dark forest is through sound communication.
Wang Zixu lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said: "But what status do I have to talk to him? I am not close to him, not acquainted with him, and have no interaction with him. How could he listen to me?"
Chen Qingluo said: "As the leader of the Literary and Art Association, it is his duty to support the younger generations and develop literature. Why do we have to have a relationship before we can talk?"
Wang Zixu knew she was right. There are reasons, purposes, and necessities for going to see Shi Tonghe. He just lacks a little courage.
“Besides, he used to be regarded as a highly respected senior citizen in my heart,” Chen Qingluo added. “This time it was so ugly, I also wanted to ask him what he thought in person.”
"You want to go with me?" The prince raised his head in fear.
“I’ll go with you.” Chen Qingluo nodded.
Okay, now I have the courage.
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Wang Zixu dialed Xiao Mengyin’s phone number and wanted to ask her to help mediate as an intermediary, and asked if she could let him meet Shi Tonghe.
Xiao Mengyin was very happy at first. She thought that Wang Zixu finally accepted her suggestion and went to find Shi Tonghe to surrender. Let’s not fight for this Fei Shi Literary Award. Let’s shake hands and make peace together to create a new friendship.
Wang Zixu asked her why she was happy. She said that the fight between a rising star in the literary world and an old veteran is always earth-shattering, but the outcome is often the same. She also didn't want to see a promising young writer get caught up in something like this, which would be considered a tragedy.
Wang Zixu didn’t want to trick her, so he confessed his intentions.
He told her that he actually did not want to give up the Fei Shi Literary Award. He also hinted that depending on the situation, the conversation might eventually turn into an indictment.
After Xiao Mengyin heard this, the voice on the other end of the phone changed: "Are you crazy?"
"If I were crazy, I would directly block the Shitong River."
"It's better that you go directly to Shi Tonghe. After all, you can't hurt anyone else," Xiao Mengyin said, "Whoever touches this kind of thing will be unlucky. You actually want me to be the messenger?"
Wang Zixu said: "Actually, there is no guarantee that we will quarrel. Maybe Shi Tonghe is very tolerant. We will hit it off as soon as we meet, resolve the misunderstanding, work together, and write a beautiful chapter?"
“Go to bed early, you will have everything in your dreams. I’m dead.”
“Okay. Goodbye.”
"Don't you plead more?"
"It was originally a merciless request. It's normal that you don't want to help. I'll think of other ways."
Xiao Mengyin said seriously on the other end of the phone: "Let me ask you, are you going to find him no matter what?"
"Yes."
"Okay." Xiao Mengyin sighed, "Then let me think of a way. Who asked me to owe you a spicy meal?"
After a while, Xiao Mengyin sent a message to tell him: Shi Tonghe said that he was at Yunchi Villa and he was welcome to come over at any time. The old man is actually quite kind. He didn't know that Wang Zixu was going to raise an army to accuse him, so he had to be polite when meeting him and avoid getting too stiff. It's better to surrender directly.
Of course, she is only responsible for the introduction, and the rest has nothing to do with her. As for the favors owed, let's note them down for now. If he is not squeezed to death by Shi Tonghe, we can come to him again to demand payment.
Despite her dissatisfaction, Wang Zixu thought she was a good person.
After hanging up the phone, Wang Zixu looked at Chen Qingluo: "Let's go."
She stared at him: "What's your relationship with her?" Very good."
"Okay, okay? Just average."
"Normal." Chen Qingluo twisted her lips and repeated.
Her gaze made Wang Zixu feel very guilty.
"By the way," Chen Qingluo suddenly asked, "What did you want to say to me before?"
"When?"
"Just before I was interrupted by those students."
王子虚想了想，突然觉得煽情的话又说不出口了，说：“下次吧。下次有机会跟你讲。”
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云池山庄虽然名为山庄，但其实并不是建在山上。
The East China Sea is a flat place. The highest mountain is no more than a hundred meters, and the tallest building is six hundred meters long. There are countless tall buildings hundreds of meters high.
In the face of man-made terrain, natural terrain pales in comparison. However, things are rare and valuable. Surrounded by the bustling buildings, the isolated mid-level villa stands out.
It is said that when surveying the land, the developer specially invited a Feng Shui master to calculate the good and bad luck and find the treasure land here. It was calculated that if the Anyang House here could gather wealth and promote Ding Wang, all his descendants would be promising.
This was originally a natural village. After the demolition, the village leaders moved on, and other villagers were given several sets of resettlement houses on the east side of the hill. The high-rise building of the resettlement house has sharp edges and corners, which looks like a blade. Feng Shui masters said that this is a "steel knife evil" pattern, which can help Yunchi Villa to counteract the evil spirits coming from the east, but those who live in the building may have to shorten their lives.
It is impossible to verify whether the villagers have shortened their lifespan. The "Gangdao Building" has a total of 55 floors, and the family of the village leader and later general contractor occupied 20 floors. After he was imprisoned, one son was hit and killed in the street, another son jumped off a building, and only one daughter married overseas and never returned to China. I don’t know if it has something to do with Feng Shui.
Wang Zixu is not from Donghai and has no idea about these allusions. Chen Qingluo told him these.
She came to the East China Sea when she was 17 years old, and her knowledge is as rich as the locals. She told these stories to Wang Zixu, just like she told him about writers whom Wang Zixu had never heard of in high school.
“The year I first came to Donghai, the house price here was only 20,000, and now it is sky-high.” Chen Qingluo said.
"Why didn't you buy a house here back then?" Wang Zixu asked.
“I don’t believe in Feng Shui.” Chen Qingluo shrugged.
“But those big shots seem to believe it.”
“I don’t believe it. I don’t believe in fate. I believe in ability.” Chen Qingluo said, “If you think about it carefully, don’t you think it’s scary? Those big shots should have been the mainstay of the country, but they They don’t believe in science, but they believe in metaphysics. ”
“Maybe they will believe in these things when they get older.”
“What did they rely on to become big people when they were young? ”
Wang Zixu doesn’t know, so he can’t answer. He has not encountered anything metaphysical in his life so far, but science has not helped him become a big shot.
The security guard at the door was 1.8 meters tall and had an upright appearance. He must have been carefully selected. When he saw Wang Zixu and Chen Qingluo approaching, he interrogated them carefully as if they were interrogating criminals. After finally making an internal call to Shi Tonghe's family to confirm, they were let in. The nanny answered the phone over there.
Entering the gate of the villa, the greenery becomes dense, layer upon layer, and the paths are winding. The temperature plummeted and the sunlight was dispersed. The two of them involuntarily walked lightly, like hunters with guns.
It’s like a dark forest.
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Wang Zixu said: "I'm a little nervous."
Chen Qingluo said: "Don't be nervous."
"I suddenly realized that I was not mentally prepared."
"It's not marriage, why do you have to have a heart-warming session? ”
“What do you think these bushes are used for? Isn’t it easier to detect if a thief comes in?”
“It may be used to block the view. No one wants to be watched by people outside the wall.”
“Or maybe I don’t want to be disturbed by the scenery outside the wall,” Wang Zixu said, “They are all gods, they can’t bear to see the suffering of the world.”
“You are a bit mean,” Chen Qing Luo said, "Maybe people haven't thought about it like this at all. Maybe they see the suffering in the world every day. Maybe you think like this more because of your inferiority complex."
"Yes. I am a little worried. "Bo."
"Maybe Shi Tonghe is not as incommunicable as you think. Maybe you are more important to him than you think."
“Well. It’s very positive to think like this.”
"No one wants to be negative, they just don't want to be disappointed."
"If they are bound to be disappointed, then whether it is positive or negative, what's the difference?"
Finally, they arrived at the door of Shi Tonghe's house, and the nanny opened the door for them.
Wang Zixu tried to recognize Shi Tonghe's attitude from the face of the aunt in front of him, but the aunt's face was as cold as water, and she looked like a stone Buddha. She had no expression and just asked them to put on their shoe covers and not bring in the soil.
When Wang Zixu walked to the living room, he bumped into Shi Shuqiu.
Shi Shuqiu wore a new Chinese-style shirt made of cotton and linen. Her hair was spread out, medium-long, and very artistic.
He glanced at Wang Zixu and Chen Qingluo, who were both empty-handed, and pointed to the sofa, meaning to let people sit on it.
After the two of them sat down, he said:
"My father is busy writing, and no one can disturb him during this period. Please wait a moment."
The prince moved his eyebrows and turned to look at Chen Qingluo, but Chen Qingluo sat upright and did not exchange eyes with him.
As far as he knows, Shi Tonghe has stopped writing for nearly 10 years. Although he has not explicitly stated that he has stopped writing, a writer who has been out of writing for such a long time has generally passed the golden age of writing and it is difficult to return to his peak state.
It is extremely difficult for a writer to pick up the pen again. It was hard for Wang Zixu to imagine why Shi Tonghe started writing again?
Or is this just an excuse for Shi Tonghe to let the two of them hang out here?
Shi Shuqiu did not wait with them. The two of them sat together for more than an hour.
There is a bamboo forest outside the floor-to-ceiling window. The sun cuts the bamboo shadow into the house, and the bamboo shoots sweep from one end of the coffee table to the other.
Chen Qingluo has been sitting upright, not playing with her mobile phone or talking. Except when the nanny came over and poured black tea for the two of them, she said "thank you".
Shi Tonghe finally came out of seclusion. He walked slowly down the stairs, coffee cup in one hand, reading glasses still on his face, his son following behind him.
“Sorry, sorry to keep you waiting for so long,” Shi Tonghe said with a sincere apology on his face when he saw the two of them, “I knew you were coming, but I suddenly had an inspiration and couldn’t stop writing.”
But Wang Zixu, who is also a writer, understood this reason very well, and nodded and said it was okay.
Shi Tonghe ignored him, looked at Chen Qingluo, and said sincerely: "You're wasting the talented girl Qingluo's time."
"No, I'm wasting your time." Chen Qingluo said calmly.
"Shuqiu, come here."
Shi Shuqiu came over and sat down next to his father. Shi Tonghe said: "Quanzi was at school today. I heard that you were coming, so I asked him to come back specially."
"I'm sorry for delaying my son's study."
< br>"It was Quanzi who was rude first. I told him before." Shi Tonghe leaned on the sofa and turned to Shi Shuqiu and said, "You don't know about this talented woman Chen Qingluo, do you?"
"I know. The genius beauty rich list writer, a national sensation, how could I not know about it?" Shi Shuqiu said dullly.
"That's nothing," Shi Tonghe said. "This talented girl won the Emerging Talent Award at the age of 17, breaking the record for the youngest winner of the Emerging Talent Award. Her recent work is generally evaluated by the literary world as the most promising work to win the Mao Award. If she wins the award, she will probably break the record for the youngest winner of the Mao Award.
"Ms. Chen, it is said that your new work will be written soon? "
"Well, it took about ten or twenty days. " Chen Qingluo said.
Shi Tonghe turned to look at Shi Shuqiu: "This is talent. "
Shi Shuqiu stretched out his hand to Chen Qingluo: "Please give me some advice. ”
Chen Qingluo did not respond, just said: "I came here mainly to talk about you and Wang Zixu."
Shi Tonghe took off his reading glasses and slowly put them on the table: "Well, I know. Young people nowadays are a bit direct, and I am not used to it."
Wang Zixu silently placed the note he unexpectedly received today on the coffee table.
Shi Shuqiu just took a look at it and said: "What is this? A prank? No matter what it is, let me say one thing first, it has nothing to do with me."
(End of this chapter)