Chapter 248 A City
After coming out of Li Tingfang’s home, Ning Chunyan did not join the others in the elevator and return the same way. Instead, she pulled Chen Qingluo and chose to take the stairs.
This building was built in 2005. Even though it has been renovated in an old community and the newly painted walls are greasy and white, it is difficult to cover up the vicissitudes of life that this building inadvertently reveals.
In Ning Chunyan’s childhood memories, this area was once a new community in the city. In the blink of an eye, it has been classified as an "old community". When she learned the news, she was in a daze for a while, as if she suddenly realized that 2005 was not ten years ago, but twenty years ago.
The two walked down silently, their footsteps echoing in the empty stairwell. Going down to the corner of the second floor, Ning Chunyan finally couldn't hold back her turbulent emotions and said:
"I like Teacher Li Tingfang."
Chen Qingluo softly responded: "Me too."
“I especially appreciate her toughness. Not only did she refuse the request of the Provincial Cultural Association, but she also dared to say simply, ‘Don’t lose to Donghai.’ It was like one person taking on a city alone, so cool.”
“Yeah.” Chen Qingluo nodded lightly.
Ning Chunyan continued to express her sincere admiration:
“Perhaps it is the fate of the city of Xihe that the population is siphoned off by the East China Sea. In the end, only the elderly, children, and those who cannot get out will be left here. But the spirit of this city cannot be lost.
“The people of Xihe have stubbornness, pride and perseverance in their bones. For the people of Donghai, these are all shortcomings that are not conducive to doing business and making a fortune, but for the people of Xihe, this is a mark of who they are. We should not lose to Donghai, nor should we lose to the times. This is why I like Teacher Li Tingfang. "
"Really? "A voice with obvious teasing and a slightly rising ending came from above the stairs behind him, "I thought you liked her because she favored Wang Zixu. ”
Ning Chunyan paused, and the temperature on his face dropped instantly.
She turned around and looked up at An Younan, who was leaning on the handrail and relaxing at the corner of the stairs. Her voice was clear and cold:
"Miss An, let me remind you of two points. First, I am not talking to you. , please don’t interrupt without permission; secondly, Wang Zixu is not that important to me, please don’t judge others by yourself.”
An Younan chuckled, folding his arms, his posture was lazy and a little provocative:
"Then let me respond to you on two points. First, you chased me just now and asked why you came to Xihe. I thought the conversation was not over yet; second, you asked me not to judge others by myself, are you also judging others by myself?"
Ning Chunyan's fair cheeks instantly turned red:
"I am indeed curious about why you came to Xihe, but seeing you clinging to Wang Zixu's side, there is no need to answer that question. I sincerely advise you, if you don't want to make others slander, don't do such a thing blatantly!"
An Younan's eyebrows were raised high:
"I have generously introduced my current identity - I am his sister, and my behavior naturally does not need to be explained. Please don't tarnish this relationship with your dirty eyes, Ms. Ning, who judges others by herself."
Ning Chunyan pursed her lips and her chest rose slightly: "You really think this is ridiculous? Can you deceive others with your lies? Or, at least, can you deceive yourself? "
"Ms. Ning, you are using yourself to save others."
The conversation between the two is both explosive and elegant, like two confronting cats, which is very interesting to watch.
However, this wonderful performance was not very friendly to Wang Zixu who was following An Younan and was awkwardly stuck at the stairs. In other words, it was simply torture.
The two of them went downstairs, arguing all the way from the stairwell to the outside of the building. Lin Feng, who didn't know what was going on, found the right opportunity and dragged Wang Zixu to the corner.
“Not just these people in front of me, but all of us from the Cultural Association are going to the Hot Spring Villa. I have something to ask you for help...”
"What's the matter?"
"I want to invite Ning Chunyan and Chen Qingluo to come, but I don't know how to ask the right question."
Wang Zixu asked strangely: "Didn't we mention the afternoon schedule in the car? Why bother to invite us again?"
"You don't know something about this," Lin Feng said, "Over the years They never attend the gatherings after the group worship. You don’t know that these two people don’t like to join in the fun, and they don’t like to show off.”
Wang Zixu thought for a while and said. : "Since people don't like it, why force it?"
Lin Feng looked a little embarrassed and said with erratic eyes:
"That's right Let's put it this way... But the two of them are the faces of our Xihe Literary Association, and they are both recognized as beauties. If they go, the morale of the young men in our Literary Association will definitely be high. Besides..."
He scratched his head, as if he didn’t know how to speak. He considered the words for a moment, and then said:
"Look, this is the first year that I will be the chairman. If they can participate in the event, I will be very proud. In the future, I will be in the Cultural Xie'an I need to be tougher in my platoon work, so as not to get in trouble with a few old guys."
Wang Zixu remembered that Lin Feng had indeed complained before that he was not qualified enough to hold down the position, and several vice-chairmen below Shen Qingfeng were dissatisfied, making it very difficult to carry out the work.
He has both advantages and disadvantages in terms of his works and qualifications. If he doesn’t make some achievements, it will be difficult for him to become popular. No wonder he is so active in group activities.
I didn’t expect that there is such a meaning behind a hot spring team building.
Wang Zixu pondered for a moment and said: "Okay, I can ask for you. But... I won't go in the afternoon myself."
Lin Feng's expression changed: "Why don't you go? What are your plans for the afternoon? No, you have to go."
Wang Zixu shook his head. If he went, An Younan would have to go too. She was already exhausted in the morning, but when the time came to face the entire Literary and Art Association, she would have to cause an uproar.
Lin Feng stared at him and suddenly changed the subject: "Do you know why Shen Qingfeng is so generous this time and is willing to provide free tickets to the entire villa?"
Wang Zixu shook his head blankly.
Lin Feng said: "The promotion of his new book was very successful because he relied on force to get your traffic! I pointed it out to him, but he couldn't keep it off his face, so he relaxed.
"So, you, the number one hero, must go. If you don't even go, where will I put my face? Shen Qingfeng is not allowed to bully me to death? You have to go! "
Wang Zixu was speechless. He did not want to hurt his friend's heart, nor did he want his New Year to be completely ruined.
At this moment, An Younan strolled over with his hands behind his back. She had heard the conversation between the two, so she grabbed Wang Zixu's arm very naturally, and asked with a smile:
"Chairman Lin, if my brother doesn't go, can I go and play alone?"
Lin Feng beamed: "Of course! Welcome!"
"Great!" An Younan cheered.
The alarm bells blared in Wang Zixu’s mind: If An Younan really went alone and mingled like a fish in water in the collective of the Literary and Art Association, that little mouth didn’t know what to tell about him.
He absolutely cannot allow this to happen.
"Well, then I... I'd better go." Wang Zixu quickly changed his words, and after finishing speaking, he added awkwardly:
"I'm going to help you persuade Ning Chunyan and Chen Qingluo, but I only guarantee the implementation, not the results. I can only persuade them, and they may not listen to me..."
Lin Feng said: "If you persuade them, they will definitely agree."
The prince thought humbly, where do you have so much confidence in me? It's as if I have a special status in their hearts.
In fact, because of An Younan, the way Ning Chunyan looked at him was full of disdain, contempt and naked disgust. The coldness in her eyes almost condensed into a substantial ice blade; Chen Qingluo was also very distant, and she refused to look at him.
Wang Zixu still had a vague idea in his mind that if he tried to persuade him, it might have the opposite effect; if they didn't go, they would be thankful to God.
He went to Ning and Chen and told them about the matter. Unexpectedly, the two did not refuse outright as he thought. Instead, they looked at each other and remained silent for a moment, as if they were communicating silently.
Finally, Ning Chunyan raised her eyes and asked him: "Will your 'sister' go?"
She put quotation marks around the "sister" in the words with her fingers.
Wang Zixu answered honestly: "You mean An Younan? An Younan will go."
"You will go too?"
"Well..."
"Okay, let's go too." Ning Chunyan said.
Wang Zixu was stunned and said: "Huh? You guys...it doesn't matter if you don't go..."
"I want to go." Ning Chunyan said firmly.
The prince fainted. It seems that Miss Ning's anger has not subsided. All he asked was that when the two of them arrived at the villa, in front of everyone in the literary association, they wouldn't cause too much trouble.
Not far away, An Younan seemed to have seen through the conversation here, covering his mouth and snickering like a magpie.
…
Everyone arrived at Qingfeng Villa in a car.
The villa is located on the gentle slope of a mountain road on the outskirts of the city. Since it has just been built, the courtyard is still empty. You can see across the withered grass in winter to the main building with the plaque "Qingfeng Villa" hanging on it.
The main building is a three-story hotel with white walls and black tiles, cornices and corners, a typical Huizhou architectural style. There is an open parking lot in front of the building, which silently demonstrates the owner's ambition and financial resources. However, it is reserved today and most of the parking spaces are empty.
Wang Zixu followed everyone into the main building. The hotel lobby is several meters high, with soft ceiling lights and dark wooden floors. Behind the front desk is a Zen-like dry landscape courtyard with white sand like snow, rugged bluestones and moss dotted throughout, creating a quiet and quiet atmosphere.
He thought to himself, regardless of Shen Qingfeng's character, at least his visual aesthetics were quite good.
This place cleverly combines the elegance of literati with the sense of luxury. Cultural people will feel rich when they come here; rich people will feel culturally influenced when they come here. No wonder his business is doing well.
Lin Feng asked for Wang Zixu’s ID card and went to the front desk to check in. Wang Zixu was sitting on the sofa at the entrance of the main hall waiting for him.
As soon as he sat down, a throat clearing sounded in his ears. He turned his head, and Ning Chunyan and Chen Qingluo sat down next to him one after another.
The prince suddenly felt bad.
Ning Chunyan took off her long down jacket, revealing an apricot-colored tight turtleneck cashmere sweater underneath, which perfectly outlined her slim curves.
The young lady crossed her arms arrogantly, one slender leg was elegantly folded over the other, and her toes were slightly raised. She looked like an interrogator who was more than beautiful but not very intimidating. Her voice was clear and she opened her mouth and said:
"Explain it!"< /p>
The prince pretended to be stupid: "Explain what?"
"Whatever you did wrong, just explain it."
"What if I think I didn't do anything wrong?"
"That means the collapse of the three outlooks, moral corruption, and an extra level of crime!" Ning Chunyan raised his eyebrows.
Wang Zixu swallowed hard: "If you send me a text message during the New Year, I shouldn't just reply to you with one line."
"Avoid the important and take the light, and the crime will be increased." Ning Chunyan said from the nose He let out a "hum", "I thought you were born with emotional intelligence, but it turns out you have a clear conscience!"
"You had an argument with An Younan just now. I shouldn't have said nothing, stood by and stayed out of the matter..." Wang Zixu continued to confess.
“I’m keeping this account in mind with you, but it’s not the focus right now,” Ning Chunyan glared at him, “What I want you to explain is the most—evil nature.”
Wang Zixu subconsciously glanced at Chen Qingluo beside him. Chen Qingluo noticed his gaze and quickly lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes casting a small shadow under her eyes.
He took a deep breath and finally made up his mind not to hide anything anymore:
"That day in your car, I had a long talk with you, but I didn't actually tell the whole truth. I... I still have something to hide from you."
Before Ning Chunyan spoke, Chen Qingluo, who had been silent, asked first: "When did you have a long talk with her?"
Ning Chunyan said: "Qingluo, don't interrupt yet. Wang Zixu, follow the situation of 'hiding it from me'."
Just as Wang Zixu was about to speak, the sofa beside him suddenly sank. An Younan emerged from nowhere and sat down next to him, blinking his big innocent eyes:
"Hey, is the trial starting? A three-court trial?"
Ning Chunyan looked unhappy: "Miss An, we are having a very serious conversation. , please don’t join in at an inappropriate time.”
“Speaking of inappropriateness, it’s the Spring Festival that everyone is celebrating. Isn’t it even more inappropriate for Sister Ning to interrogate him like a prisoner?” Ning Chunyan gritted his teeth and said, “What do you want?”
"I don't want to do anything. I just want to sit here and listen quietly."
"You'd better be." Ning Chunyan sneered and was about to continue asking Wang Zixu when a large group of people suddenly came in at the door.
If Wang Zixu and the others were the vanguard team of the Cultural Association, what was pouring in at this moment was the mighty main force. All the staff of the Literary and Art Association, as well as respected writers, rushed in. The originally empty and quiet villa suddenly became full of people and lively.
Many writers noticed the particularly eye-catching little corner of the sofa area from a distance. Coupled with the high popularity of Ning Chunyan and Chen Qingluo in the circle, a large group of people immediately came over to greet and chat enthusiastically.
The small interrogation at Ning Chunyan had to be temporarily suspended.
After a period of polite greetings that made the facial muscles stiff, most of the people finally dispersed, but there was still one person who stayed in the name of studying.
This man was about thirty years old, slightly chubby, with some small pits left by acne on his face. At this time, his face was filled with smiles, and his eager eyes roamed around everyone's faces.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve seen all the teachers. I miss you so much. I feel like I’m back to that day again.” The man sighed with emotion, and then turned to Zizixu warmly, “Zixu, do you feel the same as me?”
Wang Zixu had a blank look on his face, his mouth slightly opened, looking at the enthusiastic but unfamiliar face in front of him, his brain was running fast but it went blank, and he couldn't remember the other person's name.
Seeing that he did not respond, the man looked around again and asked: "By the way, where are Diao Yiwen and Lin Luo? Why haven't they seen each other? Do you know what they have been busy with recently?"
Wang Zixu finally couldn't help it, and with full apology, he spoke cautiously: < /p>
“I’m sorry, I’m really sorry... I, I can’t remember your name for a moment, who are you...”
The smile on the man’s face froze instantly, and he shouted hurtly: “I am Cui Xian! Cui Xian! Don’t you remember me?”