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Chapter 61 Meet the Writer

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    It was filmed on this day, and the work was not finished until night.  Although Xiao Si was strong and strong, he was also very tired. Seeing that Jiang Mengmeng's face turned pale, he hurriedly told her to go back and have a good rest.

    After dinner, Xiao Si went back to his room, closed the door, and there was a sign on the door: Do not disturb.

    The place of accommodation under the package of the crew is a hotel.  Upstairs and downstairs are people from the film crew, and there are also people who want to chat with Xiaosi at night when they have nothing to do, and they are discouraged when they see this sign.

    Having been busy all day, Xiaosi's mind was a little confused. It's not that he didn't understand the enthusiastic gaze cast by the heroine played by Jiang Mengmeng, but when he thought of his family background, he restrained his emotions on the edge of the cliff.

    After washing up, he checked the time, and it was 10 o'clock in the evening in a quarter of an hour.

    The phone suddenly rang loudly.  Xiao Si picked it up and saw that it was Teacher Yang Lengshan who called: "Si Er, quickly find a set of cotton clothes and put them on."

    "What?! It's summer now! What kind of padded jacket am I wearing!" Little Four was puzzled.

    Teacher Yang urged: "You have 14 minutes left." After speaking, he hung up the phone.

    Xiao Si suddenly realized that this is a time travel once a week!  Fortunately, I took all the luggage from the small rental house to the hotel last time.

    He quickly opened the navy blue canvas bag sent by senior sister Yang Mingyue, found out a set of cotton robes from the Republic of China period, and quickly put them on.

    "Oh, brother, I'm so tired." He lay on the bed, put his feet on the floor, and closed his eyes.

    The hour hand ruthlessly pointed to 10 o'clock, and Xiao Si felt his body lighten

    Yang Lengshan and his disciples were walking on the streets of Beiping, but it was December 1913 AD, the wind was bleak, and the passers-by hurriedly wrapped themselves in cotton robes.

    Xiao Si was about to ask Master where he was going, when he saw a man of medium build in his early 30s walking towards him, with clear eyebrows, a serious expression, and proudly standing hair.  That face has appeared many times in textbooks and many books.

    "Mr. Zhou! Great, I saw Mr. Zhou!" Yang Xiaosi cheered and ran over.

    He has read many of Mr. Zhou's works, especially novels.  Xiaosi got carried away, walked up to Mr., bowed deeply, and said with a smile, "Mr. Zhou is good, I have admired you for too long."

    At this time, Brother Xun was working in the Ministry of Education (qi¨¡n) and the chief of the first section of the Social Education Department. He often met some literary youths.

    He stood still, looked at Xiao Si, and saw that the young man was in high spirits, and his "admiration" attitude was real.

    "Oh? How do you know me?" Mr. Zhou's voice was slightly flat-tongued, and his voice was not loud enough to be heard clearly.

    Yang Xiaosi was about to tell the name of the series of books written by Brother Xun, but was stopped by the master.  Yang Lengshan followed closely, and bowed deeply: "Mr. Zhou, we are two workers from the Ministry of Education. I am Yang Lengshan, and his name is Yang Xiaosi. I heard that Mr. Zhou is going to Guangheju today, and he has been  I admire your talent, so I took the liberty to come here, hoping to have a chat with him."

    Mr. Zhou looked at Yang Lengshan, this elder brother was unusually elegant, obviously he was not a worker.  He has always been forthright, and he doesn't like to ask people where they come from. He thought to himself that he was not afraid that the other party would rob him of anything, so he nodded and said, "That's also good. Please do what you want."

    Yang Lengshan couldn't help but hail two rickshaws on the side of the road, let Mr. Zhou take a single one, and himself and Xiao Si took a two-person one.  He paid for the car in advance.

    Brother Xun looked at it without knowing why, and smiled helplessly.  I am just a small section chief, these two guys don't know what they want to do.

    The two rickshaw drivers were overjoyed. Today's customer gave twice as much copper as the others, and the Guanghe residence they were going to was only one street away from Mr. Zhou's residence.  In May 1912, Brother Xun followed the above from Nanjing to Peiping, and lived in the Shaoxing Guild Hall in the southern half of the alley outside Xuanwumen.

    Sitting in the car, Xiaosi asked in a low voice: "Master, why don't you let me say the titles of those novels he wrote?"

    Yang Lengshan smiled slightly, scratching the bridge of his straight nose: "Silly boy, he hasn't started literary creation yet, and even he himself doesn't know that he will write so many works in the future. Of course, he doesn't know the titles of these novels."

    In just one bag of cigarettes, the three of them came to Guanghe Residence.

    Xiaosi said with a smile: "Fortunately, I don't eat much at night." Yang Lengshan signaled him to shut up, then turned his head and smiled at Brother Xun: "If Mr. Zhou doesn't mind, I will do something today."

    The future great writer was very surprised, but seeing that the two handsome men had no malicious intentions, he said happily: "It's very good, I feel uneasy to meet two brothers who are so polite. Next time, if we meet by chance, let  Let me treat you.???

    Xiao Si was as excited as a puppy in the sun, neither standing nor sitting, only wishing he could not bring his phone over, and taking a photo with Mr. Zhou, that would be the greatest honor.

    Brother Xun obviously got very close with the boss and the staff of Guangheju. As soon as he entered the door, the staff greeted him with a smile on his face: "Oh, Mr. Zhou, you brought two gentlemen over here.  Inside, please, your favorite cabin is still there."

    The three sat down.  Yang Lengshan said to the guy who came with him: "I'll pay the bill today, you can bring a copy of 'Sanbuzhan' first, and if Mr. Zhou can eat spicy food, he can also order a serving of spicy fish noodle skin, Jiangtofu,  Fried kidney."

    Mr. Zhou looked at this eldest brother who seemed to be a regular customer of Guangheju, but he had never met.  Can't help being curious.  He smiled and asked, "Does Mr. Yang come here often? But it's a bit unfamiliar."

    At this moment, Xiaosi wanted to reveal the true identities of both master and apprentice, and then asked Mr. Zhou about some details of his novel, but the expression of the master did not agree.

    Teacher Yang shook his head and asked, "Have you been copying ancient steles recently, sir?"

    Brother Xun sighed: "I can only do this." He called the waiter and said: "Bring a jug of good shochu, I treat you."

    Xiao Si was stunned and said, "Master, I can't drink alcohol."

    Mr. Zhou squinted at him and said with a smile: "I don't like to force people to drink the most. Just eat more vegetables, little brother."

    It didn't take long for the food to fill the table, neat and tidy, and the dishes looked pretty good.

    Yang Lengshan smiled and said: "Mr. Zhou is too modest. Since you became the section chief, you have done a lot of practical things. For example, the Jingshi Library is in good order under your management."

    Xiaosi listened in a daze, only regretting that he knew too little about Brother Xun's life.

    "Well, Mr. Yang's conversation is good, he must not be an ordinary worker. The Beijing Normal University Library is the national library of our country, but it's a pity that there are only more than 5,000 books in its collection." Brother Xun smiled lightly, picked up a chopstick spicy fish, and appreciated  I happily ate it.

    "My God! It turns out that you are still the director of the National Library! No wonder you have such great knowledge!" Xiao Si admired sincerely.

    Yang Lengshan patted the boy on the shoulder: "Not only that, Mr. Zhou also participated in the review of the phonetic alphabet."

    Before they knew it, the three of them had already wiped out the delicious food in front of them.  It was the first time that Brother Xun met two people who knew him so well, he felt relieved, picked up the wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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