Chapter 236 The Outsider (9000 words)
Zhuang Die pursed his lips and said loudly: "Zixu, don't blame me. I didn't say that you shouldn't read books because you are a business editor. Then you want to hype me up again for looking down on county civil servants. I can't afford such a big charge. I am making reasonable doubts about your reading volume. I must make this clear."
"And the understanding and sensitivity of literature are not determined solely by the amount of reading. You propose to use this kind of variety show to compete, which can only prove that your memory is good, but it does not prove that your interpretation of literature is correct."
"Reasonable doubts, variety shows." Wang Zixu repeated what they said, "When you said that I was hyping, chasing traffic, and not having real talent, that's not what you said."
...
Gu Xuan and Ma Yongrong are familiar acquaintances, so familiar that they would brag and chat at the same wine table to the detriment of each other.
If Wang Zixu knew about this, he would be surprised and ask: So it turns out that such a rich person can also brag and chat to the detriment of each other?
An Younan would roll her eyes at him and say, anyone can brag, chat and hurt each other, even the President of the United States.
This shows that bragging, spanking, chatting and mutual detriment are human needs. When Gu Xuan saw An Younan and Chen Qingluo quarreling, he felt itchy and wanted to tell Ma Yongrong about it at the next dinner table to see how he would react.
But he can’t speak. Not only could I not talk about it, I also ran away at the most exciting moment and voluntarily gave up the opportunity to watch this wonderful show.
Ma Yongrong cherished his daughter An Younan very much, and he might have smiled and let it go if it hurt him. But once the problem involved his daughter, he lost all sense of humor, and his face suddenly fell down, showing a very ugly expression;
Secondly, Gu Xuan learned about An Younan’s character. Small-minded and extremely revengeful. You'd better not stand next to her when she encounters something embarrassing. Even if you don't do anything, she will remember you.
However, Gu Xuan’s statement that he saw someone he wanted to see was not entirely a lie.
“Teacher Yan, it’s been a long time.”
Yan Zishan slowly turned his head and looked at Gu Xuan with gray and transparent eyes.
“Mr. Gu, are you okay?”
Yan Zishan was wearing a gray administrative jacket, dressed simply like a cadre of the Cultural Affairs Bureau who came to inspect the work, and he was out of tune with the people around him.
He always dresses like this wherever he goes. He also wore this outfit at the last Mao Dun Literature Award ceremony. Gu Xuan even suspected that when he took wedding photos, the bride was wearing a wedding dress and he was wearing an executive jacket.
But he is Yanzishan. Just because he is Yan Zishan, he can dress casually. His position gave him such power. No one dared to look at him strangely.
“Everything is fine.” Gu Xuan smiled in return, his tone was very respectful, “You didn’t show up last year, and I thought you wouldn’t come this year.”
"At this time last year, I was writing "Exploring the Silk Road". It was a novel about intangible cultural heritage and a political mission. The deadline was very strict, so I couldn't come. Sorry."
Gu Xuan waved his hand: "Don't be embarrassed. I'm honored that you can come. I'm happy if you don't come. That means another masterpiece is about to be released." r>
Yan Zishan said: "I asked to visit him, but was rejected."
Gu Xuan frowned: "Did that affect his condition very much?"
Yan Zishan shook his head and said he didn't know.
The "thing" Gu Xuan mentioned was naturally referring to Wang Zixu's revelation of Shi Tonghe's private dealings.
Yanzishan is the hometown of Shi Tonghe. Because of his hometown friendship, Shi Tonghe took great care of him. In the literary world, Yan Zishan is properly regarded as a "member of the Stone School".
Gu Xuan looked at the audience, then at Yan Zishan, and smiled slightly: "Are you also interested in him?"
"Yes."
Gu Xuan was a little surprised by Yan Zishan's frankness.
"You are not the first person to tell me today that you are interested in Wang Zixu." Gu Xuan said, "Do you have a positive or negative view of him?"
Yan Zishan did not answer his question directly, but after a long silence, he asked him:
“Do you believe what he revealed?”
Gu Xuan was slightly startled.
"What are you talking about? Did he say that Mr. Shi prevented him from stumbling upon his "Fire in the Stone"?" Gu Xuan asked.
Yan Zishan nodded.
Gu Xuan’s expression changed slightly: “...Do you believe it?”
Gu Xuan didn’t believe it originally.
Bragging, spanking, chatting and mutual detriment are the basic needs of human beings. After the incident occurred at the seminar that day, he immediately made many phone calls to inquire about the matter.
Every statement he heard was different. So he won't accept any point of view easily. Including the so-called evidence that Wang Zixu threw out at the seminar.
Based on his rational analysis, he did not believe that Mr. Shi would cause a stumbling block for a newcomer. He couldn't think of any reason for Shi Tonghe to do this.
Although he did not directly say whether he believed it or not, his tone had betrayed him.
Yan Zishan looked back at him: "Have you read "Fire in the Stone"?"
Gu Xuan shook his head: "No. You can actually read a newcomer's work?"
Yan Zishan leaned on the railing and did not answer the question directly. Instead, he asked: "What do you think is the fundamental criterion for evaluating the quality of a work?"
Gu Xuan smiled and said: "I am a layman in literature. I read whatever I like and cannot distinguish between good and bad. That's why I like to open salons, receive some literary and artistic influence, and strive to improve my cultural literacy."
Yan Zishan asked: "If you like a work very much, but famous artists deny it, how can you prove that it is a good work?"
Gu Xuan pondered for a moment and asked : "Are you defending Wang Zixu?"
Yan Zishan said: "Wang Zixu's writing power is the strongest among all the authors I have ever seen."
After a pause, he added: "It is infinitely close to me."
After saying that, there was a long silence between the two.
Yan Zishan is so proud that it is hard to accept, but his achievements are so high that it is hard to oppose him. This evaluation he gave made Gu Xuan feel unbelievable.
In his evaluation system standards, "excellent writers" and "noteworthy" are all polite words. Only "close to me" is the highest evaluation.
In private, Gu Xuan had never heard him praise someone so much.
Gu Xuan’s tone was somewhat tentative: “Is he really that powerful?”
Yan Zishan said: "I don't need to do any commercial flattery for him."
Gu Xuan nodded, the shock in his heart has not faded for a long time.
""Fire in the Stone" is a good book, but now, everyone is convinced that the author is not good." Yan Zishan said, "If you were him, how would you prove yourself?"
Gu Xuan did not speak. He couldn't put himself into Wang Zixu, and he couldn't empathize with this problem.
At this moment, Wang Zixu’s generous speech sounded again downstairs.
Wang Zixu slowly scanned the crowd with his burning eyes and said:
“Everyone, when I was still in that small place in Xihe, I always thought that the literary world was the place that valued talent and knowledge the most.
“No one has ever told me that fame, wealth, qualifications, and background are more important here.
“I am not from a professional background, have no reputation, no wealth, no qualifications, and no background. I deserve to be besieged by you.
“You can say that I, a business editor in a small county, should not read so many books. You can also say that I made my debut at an older age, and I tried my best to hype it up, and I went crazy.
“You have fame, wealth, qualifications, and background. Whatever you say will matter.
"Just like Shi Tonghe asked people to criticize my book, I can only admit it. If I don't admit it, it would be against the entire literary world. Even the Literary Association told me to shut up.
"But you shouldn't say that I have no real talent and learning.
“With all due respect, when it comes to Nobel Prize-winning literature, I am the king.
“Everyone here, no one is better than me in this field.
“How talented do you have to be to get the word ‘talented’ from you?
“I can only use this method of breaking my heart and rolling around on the floor to get you to come down and compare with me.
“Look who it is, the one who really has no real talent or learning.”
When Wang Zixu said this, he had a smile on his face.
Many people interpret this smile as arrogance, arrogance or madness. Not really.
In fact, he smiled miserably.
There is a thin line between tragedy and humor, and sometimes it’s hard to tell the difference.
A year ago, at the small dining table in the canteen of that small business unit in Xihe, he said almost the same words in front of Lin Feng.
Gou Yingbiao said that he was uneducated and not modest enough; Guo Ranran said that he deliberately talked about unpopular works to show off his knowledge; Sister Hu said that he was just a young man.
He said this just to prove that he was not showing off his knowledge. The knowledge is in the belly, no one can see it, no one even cares. Only he cares.
He just wanted to prove that he did not turn into a crab after falling into the mud. He did not talk about those books just to find existence.
He just wants to prove that he is not as narrow-minded as those who look down on him. He just wants to defend his dignity and fight back in self-defense like rolling in the mud. Ugly, but it works.
Gou Yingbiao and Guo Ranran are the two people in the world who are farthest from literature. They don't understand him. He doesn't blame them.
But here, in this "reading salon", at the altar closest to literature in this country, he still has to say the same words for the same reasons, and it is still hard to see that he is rolling on the ground.
The absurdity soaked in it makes people have to laugh. Laughing miserably. Onlookers only thought that his smile was caused by madness caused by jealousy and resentment.
Wang Zixu said: "Everyone, everyone who is above the literary world.
"At this time, what I see in your eyes is like looking at a wild dog.
“But unlike you, I don’t have the identity and background to do whatever you say. This is the only way for me to prove my innocence.
“The literary world is yours and mine, but it is yours after all. But I can’t deny my innocence, and you can’t just shut my mouth after scolding me.
“Please don’t rely on your identity, reputation, background, connections, and opportunities to stand on the dry shore with your hands behind your back, hold my head lightly, and make an unthinking judgment for me.
“I beg you, please step down.
“Please come down and compete with me, a wild dog.
"I ask you to use your true talents and knowledge to fight with me until your bayonets see red."
The whole place was silent.
"He is crazy." Gu Xuan said on the second floor, "Is he really not going to be involved in the literary world? He said such blatant hostility to the Literary Association."
Yan Zishan took a puff of cigarette and said nothing.
Gu Xuan waited for a long time, but did not see anyone standing up to accept the call, and asked:
"So, do you really think that Mr. Shi is trying to get in the way of a newcomer for the Feishi Literary Award?"
Yanzishan did not answer this question directly, but said:
"The work "Fire in the Stone" should directly participate in the Contradiction Literature Award. Unfortunately, according to our current literary system, it will be difficult for him to get a good publishing contract if he does not win the Feishi Literature Award."
Gu Xuan took a deep breath and said: "If you say so, then I must go and watch "Fire in the Stone"."
Yan Zishan nodded and stopped talking.
What he was thinking was, what’s the use of going to see it now?
Gu Xuan couldn’t answer any of the questions he just asked.
What he wants to point to is not just Wang Zixu’s personal destiny. What he wanted to show was a deeper breakdown.
Not far away from the two of them, An Younan and Chen Qingluo also remained silent as they listened to Wang Zixu's speech.
An Younan stared at Chen Qingluo very seriously for a long time before she said, "So you are such a sentimental person?"
Chen Qingluo said coldly: "What are you talking about?"
"Is it so easy to cry, as Wang Zixu said? You are crying..."
"Did you see me crying?"
"You are just crying, tears are rolling in your eyes."
Chen Qingluo's breathing suddenly became rapid: "It's nothing."
She closed her eyes and tried to calm down, as if she wanted her eyelids to absorb the tears, but she failed.
An Younan bit his lip, leaned on the railing and said:
"I don't understand, is it necessary to be so aggrieved for this? And it's not easy for him to want traffic. Single? Speaking sincerely here is just taking off your pants and farting." Chen Qingluo glanced at her: "What do you know?"
An Younan straightened up. She can say she doesn't understand, but she won't be happy if others say she doesn't understand. She said provocatively: "Do you understand?"
Chen Qingluo asked: "Do you know why he reads so many books?"
An Younan said: "To write novels."
"That's not the case," Chen Qingluo said, "He read so many books because of me."
An Younan's body stagnates.
Then, she was furious: What happened to this woman? What’s with that “I win” look on your face? What's going on with that "you'll never understand" expression again?
It feels so hot!
How can a thirty-year-old girl still be so childish?
Hey, I’m so angry!
I also said that he and I both kissed, do you understand?
After being sulky for a while, An Younan gradually calmed down and decided not to tell anyone about the kiss.
What if Chen Qingluo said, "I'll take it over with him too", wouldn't that be humiliating herself?
The two of them are high school classmates. Who knows how many old friendships they have. With their personalities, what can't they do? Maybe everything has been done.
An Younan glared at Chen Qingluo, then turned and left.
“Where are you going?” Chen Qingluo asked.
“I don’t have time to be sad here with you.” An Younan said, “I want to go to the rescue.”
…
After Wang Zixu made an impassioned speech, he stayed in place for about 5 minutes.
No one stood up to speak.
He originally expected to walk away in an upright manner, but the place turned cold. The atmosphere, which was originally quite exciting, was shaken up by the big move, which made people a little embarrassed.
When the atmosphere reached that level just now, the reporters went crazy, and the shutters kept ringing. Some experts took a base photo of Wang Zixu’s back. The composition was of him facing everyone in front, and even the title was ready, "The Lonely Warrior."
No one picked up the move.
Everyone at the scene obviously felt the same as him. Regardless of whether they support Wang Zixu or not, what everyone expects is a painful battle, not because none of these famous masters will accept the challenge because they cherish their feathers.
The host kept checking his watch. After receiving the dispatching instructions again, he finally spoke:
"Well, the time is almost up. If no teacher is willing to stand up to ask questions, then this session has passed."
There was a burst of disappointment from the audience.
The host tried his best to hold on. He has also seen strong winds and waves. He spoke into the microphone with the tone of an auctioneer:
"Teachers may not be ready, let's wait for one more minute, yes, one minute, to see if any teacher is willing to come out to question... Okay, there is half a minute left, is there anyone?"
The host looked left and right, and everyone who was stared at looked away.
The camera moved the lens very knowingly towards Zhuang Die, and his red and warm cheeks suddenly appeared on the big screen.
He pretended not to know, lowered his head, played with his mobile phone, and turned a deaf ear to the host's words and the whispers of the audience.
He is arrogant, but he is not stupid. He is here to gild his character, not to have sex with others!
It’s embarrassing to pretend to be a coward now, but it’s just a matter of being laughed at for a while, and the heat will pass.
But if he really stood up and had a virtual battle with Wang Zi and lost, wouldn’t the heat explode?
He can still distinguish clearly whether it is better to be laughed at for a while or to be laughed at for a lifetime.
As for the discussion off the court... no matter how embarrassing it is, we must hold on. How can there be any victory? Holding on is everything.
As for whether he would win against Wang Zixu in the next game... he never thought about winning.
Just kidding, during the debate just now, he had never read any of the books Wang Zixu mentioned, so how could he win?
He has a very clear self-awareness.
Meng Xin, who was next to him, glanced at him with her beautiful eyes several times, placing her hands on her legs and clenching them tightly.
Meng Xin’s character is a cold-faced beauty, but that doesn’t mean she has no temper. Who can be emotionless when someone is about to point their noses in and scold them? She wanted to stand up and take the hit.
She believes that no matter how much Wang Zixu brags about being the king of Nobel Prize-winning works, he will definitely not read more than everyone present combined. There will always be something he has not read.
We rushed forward, but we didn’t expect him to win all of us.
Therefore, it only takes a few more people to compete with him in turns, and he will definitely be able to show his cowardice in the end. Afterwards it was a "tie".
But the problem is that if you want to fight, someone must start it. And the person at the beginning must be the most stressed.
Zhuang Die is the first to bear the brunt of Wang Zixu’s challenge. It was Zhuang Die who fired at Wang Zixu first, and the hats that Wang Zixu mentioned were all worn by Zhuang Die.
She hasn’t read much about Nobel Prize-winning works, so she’s not sure she can beat Wang Zixu. Among the people present, only Zhuang Die was famous for his reading volume. Meng Xin suspected that he might not be able to win against Wang Zixu.
Therefore, if we want to fight, Zhuang Die should take the lead.
If Zhuang Die doesn't move, she will be very embarrassed - if she takes the move first, then loses, and then no one takes the move, wouldn't she be the only loser?
The writers here have a variety of ideas. Many people have also thought of what Meng Xin has considered.
While everyone was hesitating, the host’s last time was also exhausted.
“Okay, then, the questioning session will end here, and we will let the last teacher speak. Teacher Xiao Mengyin, please share your reading experience.”
Xiao Mengyin was like waking up from a dream.
What? who I am? Where am I? What am I going to do?
Do I still want to speak?
她站起来，声音虚浮地说：“我、我想分享的，是我的偶、偶像作家，也是一位女性作家，爱丽丝·门罗……”
……
讨论会结束了。
After Wang Zixu left his seat, he still felt unreal, feeling that his feet were soft on the ground.
He was ready to fall to pieces just now, but he didn’t expect that he would lift it up high and put it down gently, and it would end so calmly. It's like "Guilty Crown", so amazing at the beginning but so mediocre at the end.
Wang Zixu has not yet recovered from the experience just now. Xiao Mengyin was about to step forward to talk to him, but when she stretched out her hand halfway, she was suddenly elbowed to the side by a man.
“Teacher Wang Zixu, I am from Donghai City TV Station, can I interview you for a few questions?”
“I am a reporter from the Cultural Star Channel, can you accept our interview, Teacher?”
“Teacher, I am a self-media classic reader...”
“I am from Gouyang Publishing House...”
For a while, there was a huge crowd, as if everyone in the audience crowded around Wang Zixu. Prince Xuren fainted again.
He vaguely realized that the battle to create a character seemed to be a complete success.
It’s just a little too successful.
At a glance, the big bosses in the publishing industry who had been staring at me since entering the lobby were all staring at me with glaring eyes, and the microphones of the local TV stations were almost in their mouths.
None of them seem to be important, and no one can afford to offend them.
"Everyone, everyone, please make way, make way..."
The crowd opened a crack, and An Younan walked in with a slender figure and beautiful eyes, clapping her hands.
"I am An Younan, sorry friends from the media, Teacher Wang Zixu is currently not accepting interviews. If you are willing to be interviewed, please contact Duan Xiaosang and make an appointment for an interview. Friends from the publishing industry, if you are willing to cooperate, please also contact Duan Xiaosang."
Someone in the crowd asked: "What is the relationship between Duan Xiaosang and him?"
An Younan immediately replied: "Duan Xiaosang is Teacher Wang Zixu's agent."
There was a quarrel in the room, Duan Xiaosang squeezed in wiping sweat, handing out business cards non-stop: "Teachers, I am really sorry, please contact me, thank you, please contact me..."
An Younan grabbed Wang Zixu's clothes and whispered into his ear: "Let's go." Then he strode out.
Wang Zixu quickly followed.
After leaving the door, the two of them ran towards the parking lot as if they were running away. Wang Zixu didn't understand how she could run so fast with the height of her high heels.
He plopped into the passenger seat of An Younan's car, and An Younan also sat next to him. Their chests rose and fell, breathing heavily.
A few seconds later, An Younan took off his high heels, hooked the shoelaces with his fingers and threw them into Wang Zixu's arms, then pressed the ignition button and started the car.
Wang Zixu held her shoes for a while, then reacted, threw them into the back seat, and asked, "Why are we escaping?"
"The strategic goal has been achieved. If we don't leave now, when will we wait?" After An Younan finished speaking, he touched his head with his hand, "You performed well today, eh, you performed beyond normal, I like it very much."
Wang Zixu moved a little away from her, avoided her hand, and asked: "Shall we go directly now? My car is still over there."
An Younan said: "Turn back and ask the driver to drive over."
Wang Zixu said: "But is it not good to go like this? It gives people a feeling of victory but defeat."
An Younan said: "How could it be? You didn't see just now. When those people gathered around you, the other writers were so jealous that they wanted to eat you alive. It's too eye-catching, it's called retreating bravely."
Wang Zixu said: "Oh. I didn't expect you to have such wisdom."
An Younan added: "Anyway, you have already laid out your character to the climax today. If you stay there for a long time, it will be easy to show your timidity. Just go directly, don't show off, and walk away after the work is done, hiding your merit and fame."
"When it's done, brush off your clothes and hide yourself and your reputation." Wang Zixu corrected.
An Younan added: "As for publishing, it's a seller's market now. You have to be more reserved and cool and let them play the game. You just have to reap the benefits. I believe in Duan Xiaosang's professionalism." To say hello, it should not conflict with Gao Leng, right? Being aloof is not impolite.
An Younan shook his head: "No, there is a key reason that determines that you can't stay there for too long."
Wang Zixu asked: "What reason?"
An Younan said: "Don't talk first, I will tell you in front of my house."
An Younan drove on Binjiang Avenue and walked for seven or eight kilometers, getting more and more eccentric. There were not many cars on the road and it was very comfortable to drive. Finally, he came to a well-known villa area in the East China Sea.
The only problem is that this place is far from the location of An Younan’s home in Wang Zixu’s memory.
“Okay, that’s enough here,” An Younan said, “I can tell you why.”
Wang Zixu turned around and waited for his answer.
An Younan turned to look at him, with a snicker on his lips: "If you stay there a little longer, you will meet Chen Qingluo."
Wang Zixu's eyes widened, and his brain shut down.
An Younan explained: "Chen Qingluo is here too, on the second floor. I watched your performance with her."
"Huh????"
Wang Zixu finally made a sound of collapse.
An Younan smiled playfully: "You want to see her? Why are you meeting her?"
Wang Zixu was speechless for a moment: "Yes, it's just a meeting. After all, this is "It's so familiar."
"Oh," An Younan looked away and looked ahead, "It's too late! Even if you go back now, it's probably too late. Chen Qingluo has already gone back."
Wang Zixu was very upset: "Why didn't you say anything to me? Why didn't you let me meet her? Why?"
An Younan said: "There is no reason, I'm not happy, that's it."
"For What are you unhappy about? "
"I'm unhappy just because I'm like this. What's wrong with me? Do you have any opinion?"
Wang Zixu didn't know about the tense conversation between An Younan and Chen Qingluo, nor what she was thinking. From his perspective, he felt that women were inexplicable animals, as incomprehensible as Cthulhu.
An Younan drove the car into a small yard, parked the car, and said to him: "Give me back my high heels."
Wang Zixu pointed back: "In the back seat."
An Younan rolled his eyes at him: "I asked you to hold it for me, can't you pick it up with me?"
"I didn't promise to hold it for you. Hold on to your shoes. "
"I've done so much for you, but you've pinched my feet, and you still want to be pretentious with me here?"
Wang Zixu climbed into the back seat and picked up her shoes, hoping to shut her up.
An Younan raised her eyebrows at him as if victorious.
The two got off the car.
Wang Zixu looked up at the villa in front of him and asked, "Didn't you say you were going to your home?"
"I never said that I only have one home, and don't be stupid. The place you went to is for office. Who would take a man there?" She said she would not take the man to her own place, and at the same time she asked Wang Zixu to come in, which completely confused him. He firmly believes that women belong to Cthulhu.
After entering the villa, Wang Zixu somewhat understood why An Younan said that the high-end apartment in "Fuxing Shangpin" was an office place.
That place was decorated magnificently enough for Wang Zixu, but compared to this villa, it was insignificant.
The furniture and furnishings here can be said to be extremely luxurious. All kinds of things that Wang Zixu could not imagine being installed in his home, such as cinemas and KTVs, have been integrated into this room. This is more like an entertainment club than a place to live.
In comparison, the outdoor heated swimming pool outside the house does not seem so unusual.
When An Younan came out of the room, she had already taken off all her clothes and put on a swimsuit. She was holding a cup of yellow drink in her hand, with a lemon slice on the cup.
“I told Duan Xiaosang that all her publishing and editorial connections have been passed on to me, and I will do the back-up to facilitate subsequent operations.”
Wang Zixu said: “Then don’t you do this? Are you still at work? "
An Younan said: "But I am with you."
Wang Zixu spread his hands, he did not understand the logical connection between the two sentences.
An Younan did not explain. While instructing the servant to prepare her computer, she invited Wang Zixu to go swimming.
Of course, Wang Zixu didn’t know how to swim. He didn’t even bring swimming trunks.
An Younan didn’t force it either. Wang Zixu squatted by the pool and watched her enter the water with a beautiful gesture. After diving two meters, she emerged from the bottom and raised her head.
Not long after, the servant came over with a mobile phone. As soon as An Younan answered the phone, his expression changed instantly.
“Wow!”
She got up from the water, came over in a hurry, and grabbed Wang Zixu’s collar with her wet hands.
“Come on, hurry up, my mother is back.”
“Huh?”
“Come on, hurry up!”
An Younan pushed Wang Zixu to the door, then changed his mind and pulled him back hard:
"No, no, it's too late, she will still know, go to the living room and wait."
Wang Zixu said: "Huh?"
An Younan dragged him back to the living room without any explanation, pressed him hard on the sofa, then took three steps and two steps, and went up to the second floor to change clothes.
Wang Zixu had never seen her look so panicked.
An Younan dressed very quickly and went downstairs very quickly. She was dressed very solemnly. She sat down next to Wang Zixu and touched makeup on her face.
"When my mother comes later, just say that you are my friend and are here to play. Don't say anything unnecessary. Do you hear me?"
Wang Zixu feels good. Qi: "It seems that my aunt is very strict with you."
An Younan thought he was too talkative and rolled his eyes at him: "My mother will definitely pull you to ask this and that, you must not say anything about you If you are writing novels, you just say you are publishing. ”
“Why can’t my aunt have any prejudice against novel authors?”
She angrily threw the makeup box into the coffee table drawer, then pulled the prince up and went to the foyer to greet him.
Wang Zixu was very surprised. In his impression, An Younan has always been a lawless master. He always felt that An Younan's tutoring was very lax. He never expected that she would be so well-behaved at home, and even be so polite.
An Younan glanced at his watch and said, "My mother will be at the door in one minute. When we meet you, just say 'Hello, Auntie'. I will tell you nothing else. Do you understand?"
Sure enough, as An Younan said, within one minute, every second, the door was opened on time.
A familiar yet unfamiliar face appeared at the door.
It can be seen that a woman’s face is old, but it has been well maintained. It can even be seen that the power of huge money has kept this face youthful to a certain extent.
The specific price of the clothes on her body cannot be seen, but people can tell at a glance that they are expensive.
It was precisely because this face maintained youthfulness to a certain extent that Wang Zixu's memory was awakened in an instant. Then his heart beat wildly, and his heart rate soared from 60 to 120 in an instant.
The woman was stunned when she saw him.
An Younan turned around and winked at him, hinting to him to say hello quickly. But Wang Zixu seemed to be petrified, frozen in place.
After a long time, his stiff body melted away, but he also lost his strength along with it.
He lowered his head and said hello: "Mom."
"Long time no see."