Chapter 436: , Life is just like the first meeting (Ask for subscriptions!)

Once *Bai Luyuan* was finished, it was like a high-pressure cluster bomb, suddenly thrown into the calm lake of the literary world.

Then there was a loud "bang".

The big and small fish lurking were all blown out.

At this moment, the literary giants, scholars, and famous literary critics who had been enduring and waiting for the finale surfaced one after another to speak for the writer December and to prove *Bai Luyuan*.

Shouting for inner justice!

The Taiwanese writer Li Ao spoke the least afraid of offending people, and high-profilely held injustice for the writer December in *Southern China Daily*: When it comes to writing, I consider myself a good hand. Looking at the modern literary world, there are not many who are stronger than me. I only serve *One Hundred Years of Solitude* and *Bai Luyuan*. I don't know what qualifications those clowns in the mainland have to point fingers at such literary masterpieces? Can you write it? Or do you just have a mouth that sprays dung? That's right, I'm referring to you, Jingcheng Lao Wang from Beijing, referring to that Mr. Zhai who only knows how to babble.

Beijing.

Mo Yan handed a newspaper to his good friend Jingcheng Lao Wang from Beijing: "Jingcheng Lao Wang, look, someone can't look at you, criticizing you by name, daring to sing a rival show with you."

Jingcheng Lao Wang from Beijing took the newspaper and looked at it. It was exactly the public challenge news report of Li Ao. He was so angry that his face turned blue. In front of a group of friends, he tore the newspaper into two halves. It seemed that he was not relieved, and later tore the two halves into powder.

Seeing this, Jiang Wen smiled happily and said: "Jingcheng Lao Wang, let's not care about such villains. Writing is your strength. You can write ten or eight works better than *Bai Luyuan* in one day of retreat. We support you, we can't swallow this bird's anger like this. Otherwise, it will be shameful to go out."

Ma Ma Ma Weidu on the side picked up a pot of tea and said: "Don't stand and talk without back pain, and don't tease Jingcheng Lao Wang. Honestly, I recognize Mr. Liu's statement about the level of *Bai Luyuan*."

The Mr. Liu in Ma Ma Ma Weidu's mouth refers to the previous Mao Dun Literature Award winner, Mr. Liu Liu Liu Xinwu.

Mr. Liu Liu Liu Xinwu said in an interview yesterday that he was a loyal reader of the writer December, believing that December surpassed himself too much, and believing that *Bai Luyuan* was the pillar work of contemporary Chinese literature, with an important literary historical status.

Look, look! Mr. Liu Liu Liu Xinwu is a recognized literary master. As soon as this statement came out, it shocked the cultural world. Almost overnight, everyone engaged in text work knew it.

"Hmph!" Seeing that several people who usually play well were using words to squeeze himself, Jingcheng Lao Wang from Beijing was very unhappy and left the scene angrily.

Once Jingcheng Lao Wang from Beijing left, Mo Yan, Ma Ma Ma Weidu, and Jiang Wen looked at each other, and then laughed loudly at the same time, laughing particularly happily.

After laughing, Ma Ma Ma Weidu teased: "Old Mo, it seems you really like the writer December, and you don't hesitate to offend Jingcheng Lao Wang."

Mo Yan pondered for a while and answered: "December's works are indeed to my taste, especially *Cultural Bitter Travel* and *Bai Luyuan*, otherwise I wouldn't bother to add blockage to Jingcheng Lao Wang with newspapers."

Also in Beijing.

In an office of the Writers Association, Mr. Zhai, who had sprayed *Bai Luyuan* as some garbage last time, saw Li Ao publicly naming him, and his face turned blue and purple instantly.

Only heard a "pop", the white porcelain teacup in his hand fell to the ground, and with a pop, the soundless white porcelain fragments flew, splashing the whole room.

Not relieved, Mr. Zhai, who was angry in his heart, swept his right hand with the power of sweeping a thousand troops, and all the paper, ink, brushes, and inkstones on the desk fell to the ground. Even the white seat phone was thrown against the wall, knocked into several pieces, smashed to pieces!

Hearing the movement in the room, the assistant who didn't know the situation hurriedly opened the door and poked his head in.

Mr. Zhai's face was gloomy, and his whites stared over fiercely. The assistant was trembling with fright and hurriedly closed the door.

Tsk tsk! With the same surname Li, Li Heng's favor for this Li Ao, who spoke for himself twice, increased greatly.

Continue to flip, eh? Actually saw Fan Zeng also speak out?

Fan Zeng published an article in *Beijing Daily* saying: From *To Live* to *Cultural Bitter Travel*, and then to *Bai Luyuan*, I still don't know the surname of "December", but it doesn't hinder my reverence for him. Let's just call him "Mr. December". His *Bai Luyuan* is a world treasure, a strange book of a generation. Compared with Europe and the West, although Balzac and Stendhal, he is not willing to let go easily.

Whoa! The evaluation is so high, Li Heng's heart was full of joy: Overrated! Overrated! Old Fan, if we meet next time, I will definitely invite you to have a drink.

Continue to flip down, flipping through 20 or so newspapers in one breath, he saw many big celebrities he had never dared to imagine standing up to speak for himself.

Such as Gu Hua, the author of *Hibiscus Town*, such as Mo Yan, Lu Yao, Jia Pingwa, and a group of literary giants.

Such as Teacher Ba.

Such as famous literary critics Wu Liang, Meng Fanhua, Cheng Cheng Cheng Depei, etc.

And such as Mr. Jin Yong, etc.

The famous literary critic Wu Liang even said bluntly: *Bai Luyuan* carries a sky of contemporary Chinese literature, is a banner, and is destined to be famous for ages.

Who is Wu Liang? He and Cheng Cheng Cheng Depei are known as the twin stars of the literary criticism world, and their influence in the literary world is very great. It can be seen how heavy this evaluation is!

Following Li Heng all the way, Sun Manning, who was shocked to the point of being unable to speak, finally couldn't help but speak at this time, "Li Heng, how are you? Why don't you sleep with me too, and let me continue to be sisters with Song Yu and Mai Sui."

At this time, Sun Manning's eyes were full of stars, full of worship.

Obviously, this was the first time she had seriously experienced how high Li Heng's status in the literary world was!

The first time she truly recognized how amazing this man in front of her was!

She didn't feel how awesome he was when playing together usually, but after reading so many news reports, she only felt that this man was really awesome!

Awesome to the point of being out of reach!

At this moment, she suddenly had a sense of loss in her heart. It turned out that the two who played together, she was so mindless, she was so ordinary.

And he had grown into a towering tree, becoming an existence that ordinary people couldn't climb!

This sense of gap made her panic.

Hearing this very unreliable word, Li Heng originally wanted to complain to her as usual, but when he looked up, he saw a pair of complex eyes.

He paused, folded the remaining unread newspapers, reached out to ask the boss for a bottle of beer, poured two glasses himself, one in front of him, and one handed to her:

"Comrade Manning, come, let's finish this glass."

Sun Manning took the wine glass, clinked it with him, and then drank it in one gulp.

After drinking, she handed the empty glass to him.

Li Heng didn't make a sound, and continued to give her a glass.

She drank it in one gulp again, and then handed the empty glass to him.

Li Heng thought about it and poured all the remaining wine in the beer bottle into the glass: "Just drink this much, we still have to catch the bus later."

"Cut! A person who has achieved success, can't even bear a little wine, stingy! Stingy!!" Although Sun Manning was scolding this in her mouth, she didn't ask for wine after drinking this glass.

Li Heng smiled and didn't care. He greeted: "We were so absorbed in watching, the food has been up for a long time, hurry up and eat."

Sun Manning might not have recovered from that huge sense of gap. Next, she didn't say a word, kept eating, and kept stuffing dishes into her mouth.

As she ate, she actually finished all 4 dishes and actually ate 6 bowls of rice!

The boss's eyes were round, lying on the next table and watching her eat intently.

Li Heng was also dumbfounded, standing there stupidly.

Grandma's bear! This is a rice bucket.

Knowing each other for so many years, this is the first time I have recognized the true face of Lushan!

Seeing his silly expression, Sun Manning stood up, patted her belly, kicked his calf, and urged impatiently: "If you don't want to sleep with me, hurry up and pay the bill. If you don't leave, it will be dark."

"Okay!" Li Heng cooperated and slapped his thigh, running to pay the bill.

Entering the bus station, after searching, the two sat on the bus to Yueyang.

Perhaps because there were few passengers in the middle of summer, until the bus started, there were only 13 people including the driver and conductor.

Leaving Changsha, passing Miluo, and almost arriving at Yueyang County, Sun Manning, who had been abnormal and silent all the way, seemed to have recovered. She turned her head and elbowed him, "Hey, ask you something."

Li Heng, who was dozing off, opened his eyes, "You say."

Sun Manning meowed at the others in the car and leaned over: "Are you most fond of Song Yu?"

"Didn't you ask this question before?" Li Heng said.

"I asked, but at that time Mai Sui only had a crush on you and didn't break the window paper with you. It's different." Sun Manning said playfully.

Li Heng didn't follow her train of thought, but asked: "Why do you ask this question?"

"Betting, you are so successful, so amazing. Whoever you want to marry in the future, I will have a good relationship with whoever, so that I won't have a door to ask for help in the future." Sun Manning was calculating her small abacus.

Li Heng smiled, "Can't you have a good relationship with all of them?"

Sun Manning was dumbfounded, shocked, and it took a long time to dizzyingly say: "Li Heng, you bad guy, you don't want them all, right?"

Li Heng didn't say yes, nor did he say no, and changed the subject: "Tell you something, need your help."

"You say, you say, as long as this girl can do it, I will help you, including helping you warm the bed is not impossible. Now I admire you so much." Sun Manning was hit by silence for a long time, and now she has become that ghost look again.

Li Heng joked: "Anything else is fine, just not warming the bed."

"Why? Insulting me so much? I'm not ugly, right?" Sun Manning was angry.

"Lower your voice, grandmother."

"Hmph hmph! Hmph hmph hmph!"

Li Heng waved his hand and said happily: "This has nothing to do with beauty or ugliness. I can't eat all the grass around the nest, I have to leave some to cover up."

"Hahaha!" Sun Manning was amused by this and burst into laughter.

The people in front of the car all turned back to look.

"No, no, you bastard, old lady is going to be laughed to death by you!" Sun Manning laughed until she was out of breath, holding the front seat and laughing non-stop, the two watermelons dancing along with it.

Seeing her like this, Li Heng's hanging heart finally fell.

He didn't hesitate to mock himself, just hoping that the Sun Manning of the past could come back, and don't alienate the relationship because he is a so-called writer.

After laughing for a while, she held back and asked with a smile: "Tell me, what help do you need?"

Li Heng told about mailing letters to Xiao Han every day.

After listening, Sun Manning frowned: "Are you stupid? Mailing letters has postmarks. We mail letters in Yueyang, then you are purely not hitting yourself. Song Yu is so smart, can't she connect that you are seeing Song Yu in Yueyang?"

Li Heng was stunned. He was busy all day, and he ignored this matter. It was only a year since he was reborn, and many details were not paid attention to.

Grandma's bear! It's a pity that I have received so many love letters, but I haven't looked at them carefully. It's really depressed.

Sun Manning asked: "How many days do you plan to stay here?"

Li Heng pondered, "Since I'm here, it must be two to three days."

Sun Manning spread her hands, "Then there is no retreat, unless you pay someone to mail it in Changsha."

Hire someone?

Li Heng had a flash of inspiration, and his eyes fell on the conductor.

Sun Manning followed him and looked over, clapping her hands and saying: "This is really possible. As long as you pay the money, people will definitely help you mail it. There is a post office next to the bus station, I saw it today."

After thinking about it, Li Heng nodded, "This is not a way. But I can't come to the station every day."

As he spoke, he turned his head to look at her.

Sun Manning patted her chest very loyally: "Leave it to me, I heard Song Yu say that her house is not far from the station."

"Okay, I'll treat you to a big meal later." Li Heng said so, but in his heart, he thought, if Song Yu took him to the island on Dongting Lake, then all these plans would be soaked. Can't you come out by boat every day?

Not realistic.

Alas, it's really a headache.

Half an hour later, the bus finally entered the station.

Li Heng got off the bus with the gifts he had prepared long ago.

Sun Manning stared at his gifts: "Did you buy this in Shanghai?"

"Yes, set up at Wujiao Square," Li Heng said.

"Then do I need to buy it? Is it bad for me to be empty-handed?" Sun Manning asked for his opinion.

Li Heng walked in front: "I'm going to see my wife, you are just going to a classmate's house, we are different. You haven't started a family, and you are very familiar with Song Yu's parents, so there is no need to have psychological burden."

"Oh, that's right!" Sun Manning hugged a pile of newspapers and chased after him.

She asked: "Can these read newspapers be thrown away?"

"I throw you away, how many pounds are you, can't hold it?" Li Heng complained.

"It's not that I can't hold it, but it affects the development of my chest." Sun Manning said with a thief's eyes.

Li Heng: "..."

Bah! You female hooligan, forget it, forget it, I can't afford to offend you.

Out of the station, Sun Manning looked up at the sky, "Li Heng, the sun is almost setting, do you have a meeting point?"

"Yes, at the ticket window," Li Heng said.

Turning left and right, the two finally found the ticket window.

Just arrived, just stood firm, Li Heng saw Song Yu in the noisy crowd.

Still the plain white in the impression, the black hair was just scattered like that, under the sunset, it was as smooth as silk and as soft as willow catkins.

Not seen for half a year, she seemed to be better looking, and that orchid-like temperament appeared more indifferent and pure.

Song Yu stood on the edge of the crowd, not showing mountains or water, nor sharp, but no one could ignore her existence. Her beauty was like the spring breeze breaking, and it could rub into people's hearts and bones silently, peaceful and natural.

As if there was a spiritual rhinoceros, just when Li Heng saw her, Song Yu, who was chatting with her aunt, slowly raised her head, and her gaze looked through the crowd like an arrow from the string, and also saw him.

Looking at each other across the air, it was like ten thousand years at a glance.

Looking at each other, the two seemed to have forgotten the world and forgotten time.

After a while, Song Yu, who was as calm as water, had a faint smile on her face. She forgot to greet her aunt and walked toward him like that.

"You are here."

"Mm, I am here."

A simple greeting, a simple answer, and then looking at each other and smiling.

Then, in the dumbfounded crowd around, Li Heng put down all his luggage, walked a step closer, and couldn't help but hug her.

Not tight, just gently holding her waist like that.

Song Yu was slightly stunned. For a moment, she instinctively wanted to push him away, but when her right hand reached halfway, she thought that this was a public place, and her aunt and Manning were watching, so she had to save his face.

Thinking of this, her right hand turned a corner without leaving a trace, her fingers hooked the broken hair and slowly tucked it behind her ears, and a layer of frost-dyed halo climbed up her face quietly.

In his arms, she lowered her head quietly, her face flushed.

Li Heng whispered affectionately in her ear with surging heart: "Song Yu, I miss you."

"Mm."

At this moment, Song Yu's mind was blank, and she hummed.

Seeing this scene, Sun Manning almost exclaimed: Li Heng, you bad guy, you are really too good! How dare you! How dare you! I really underestimated you, dog-bold!

Seeing Song Yu, a figure automatically jumped out of Sun Manning's mind: Zhou Zhou Zhou Shihe.

It is said that a truly discerning beauty relies on skin for three points and bone phase for seven points. Obviously, Song Yu and Zhou Zhou Zhou Shihe are both pets of heaven, with both skin and bone.

Sun Manning couldn't tell the difference for a while.

After a while, Song Yu, who had recovered a trace of spirit, remembered that she hadn't greeted her aunt, so she said to him:

"My aunt is here too."

"Mm, I saw it."

Li Heng finished speaking, quietly let go of Song Yu, and politely shouted to the aunt who walked over: "Aunt."

Aunt Song Song Song Shuyu glanced at her niece, then glanced at Li Heng, responded with a smile, and then helped to change the topic to smooth things over: "After a long journey, are you hungry?"

Song Song Song Shuyu's name comes from the poem "Residual clouds return to Taihua, sparse rain passes through Zhongtiao", symbolizing beauty.

"Okay, I ate at the bus station at noon." Li Heng was thick-skinned. Even if he did something bad just now, even if he was stared at by his aunt at this moment, he was not in a hurry.

After introducing her aunt, Song Yu forced herself to calm down, first hugged Sun Manning, and asked with concern: "Are you carsick today?"

"No, I ate full, you know, old lady, as long as I eat full, I won't be carsick." Sun Manning said so.

After speaking, Sun Manning stuck out her tongue, realizing that Song Song Song Shuyu was there, a bit embarrassed.

Song Yu smiled, and then pulled her friend to say to her aunt: "Aunt, her name is Sun Manning, my best friend in high school."

Sun Manning took the initiative to shout: "Aunt."

"Eh, welcome to Yueyang as a guest."

After Song Song Song Shuyu chatted with the two for a few words, she greeted enthusiastically: "It's not too early, let's get in the car first, and then talk about the past in the car."

After speaking, Song Song Song Shuyu helped carry some gifts and led the way in front.

Sun Manning hugged a pile of newspapers and followed behind.

Li Heng and Song Yu looked at each other, and she said softly: "Let's go too."

"Okay."

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