When Zhou Yan woke up the next morning, Wang Zuxian was sitting in front of the dressing table putting on makeup.
Seeing through the mirror that Zhou Yan was awake, Wang Zuxian smiled and said, "Third brother, you are awake."
Zhou Yan rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked at the table on the bedside table. Clock, it's not even eight o'clock yet.
Getting up so early and putting on makeup is not Wang Zuxian’s style. If nothing goes wrong, Wang Zuxian can stay in bed for a long time.
"Are you going out today?" Zhou Yan asked curiously.
"Well, I made an appointment with Li Xiaoran to go shopping."
"You two are going shopping?" Zhou Yan was very surprised.
There were two things that surprised him. One was when did Wang Zuxian and Li Xiaoran have such a good relationship, and the second was that Li Xiaoran could still go shopping.
Although they filmed a movie together, Wang Zuxian and Li Xiaoran actually did not communicate much. After all, their living habits are completely different.
Li Xiaoran has a temperament that means he can't go out without going out, and his life is like a tortoise.
Wang Zuxian, on the other hand, cannot stay in the house at all. As long as she can go out, she will try to go out.
Except for filming, the two of them have no contact at all, and they don't even get to play together.
"What should I do? You are going to attend the Congress of Representatives today, and I don't want to be alone at home, so I'll find someone to go shopping with."
"You two still keep in touch. ?”
“No.” Wang Zuxian shook his head.
"Then why did you make an appointment to go shopping together?" Zhou Yan was even more surprised.
"Haha, it's not just the two of us. There's also Sister Hong and the others. I knew you didn't have time to accompany me today, so I called Sister Hong. She organized it."
"Oh, Guantou Hong, she's not going to work today." Zhou Yan nodded. It was Guantou Hong who organized it, so it's no wonder.
Wang Zuxian rolled his eyes, "Sure enough, all bosses in the world are equally evil. Don't worry, she asked for leave today and used her annual leave."
Zhou Yan waved his hand, "Shopping with the boss's wife , what annual leave should be used, just give her two days of paid leave.”
"I still have some conscience."
In fact, even if she is not going shopping with Wang Zuxian, Zhou Yan will give her paid leave whenever Hong Xin wants to take a vacation.
The studio has not been very busy recently, so giving them a break will have no impact at all.
The work in their studio is like this. They are very busy when they are busy, just like when they were filming "Time Traveler", Hong Xin and the others were very tired.
Although Zhou Yan would give them some time off when he was on the set, it was not enough.
Many times, even if Zhou Yan gives them a holiday, they cannot have a good rest. You may have to use your vacation time to sort out your own tools, or coordinate work with other groups.
“Have you had breakfast?”
“Yes, there is white porridge in the rice cooker. There are also beef buns and vegetable boxes I bought on the table, but they may be a bit cold. If you want to eat, you can heat it up with the induction cooker."
Zhou Yan smiled and said, "You went out to buy breakfast yourself."
"Just buy breakfast, you said. It seems like something amazing.”
"It's really amazing, you also cooked porridge."
Zhou Yan got up with a smile, walked to the living room and touched the buns on the table, they were still warm.
He didn't even bother to wash his face. He first went to get himself a bowl of porridge and ate it with the steamed buns and vegetable boxes.
He drank so much last night that he didn't even eat anything. Now he woke up feeling very hungry.
After taking a bite of the steamed buns, I felt like I was alive.
Wang Zuxian sat in front of the dressing table and glanced at Zhou Yan, "Do you still remember what you said to Uncle Wang and the others last night?"
"What did you say..." Zhou Yan was startled. Could it be that he had said it last night? I drank late and broke up. Did you say something that you shouldn’t have said?
But he could recall what happened last night, and there seemed to be no fragments. During the whole process, he didn't seem to say anything out of the ordinary.
He was a little drunk last night, but not to the point of being drunk.
“You said you wanted to invite them to the premiere, and you also said you would give them twenty tickets.” Wang Zuxian said.
Hearing this, Zhou Yan breathed a sigh of relief, "Oh, I remember this. It wasn't Aunt Chen who asked, so I said I would give it to them. There are a lot of tickets for this premiere, so it's okay to give them twenty. ."
Wang Zuxian nodded, "It's good if you remember. I'm afraid that if you don't remember this, it would be bad if you don't give them the ticket later."
"Don't worry. , there was no clip last night, I still remember what happened. I will talk to Sister Feng later about the tickets for the premiere."
"You should dress more modestly when you go to the creative meeting today, just wear that gray suit. For a suit, just wear a black coat and a brown tie. I will bring out the clothes you want to wear before I leave." Wang Zuxian started to worry about Zhou Yan's outfit when he went out today.
"Yeah." Zhou Yan nodded.
"As for shoes, just wear the pair we bought when we went shopping two days ago. Remember to apply some shoe polish."
"Yes." Zhou Yan nodded again.
"Do you want to wear a brooch... You should wear the party emblem today."
"You don't need to wear the party emblem, and you don't need a brooch. There is a name brand to wear."
"Then don't wear brooches. Don't wear too expensive watches. Don't you have a seagull? Just wear that one."
"Yeah." Zhou Yan continued to nod.
"How are you going?"
"I'll ask the driver to pick me up. How do you go shopping later?"
"I'll go to the studio first, and then Hong Kong Sister drove us out.”
“Yes, Hong Guantou has a car.”
Hong Xin spent more than 70,000 yuan on an Alto in the summer. After she bought the car, everyone else in the studio was eager to buy a car.
But more than 70,000 yuan is not a small sum even for them.
Hong Xin was able to buy a car because his family conditions were not bad.
She now earns about 20,000 yuan a year, which is already a high salary in Yanjing, but she still had to save for three or four years before she could afford an Alto.
If you want to buy Santana, it will take longer.
These days, cars are too far away for ordinary people.
The main reason is that Hong Xin is in the studio now and usually has no place to spend money. The pressure in life is low, so he has money on hand and can buy a car.
Zhou Yan actually thinks that buying a car now is not cost-effective. After all, Hong Xin doesn’t use many cars.
More than 70,000 yuan, with a little more, is enough to buy a small apartment of 30 square meters near the East Second Ring Road.
However, the house was not an urgent need for Hong Xin, so Zhou Yan did not interrupt.
Wang Zuxian was quite sorry to hear that Hong Xin bought a car. After all, in her opinion, it is best to use the money to buy a house.
Now she has begun to target the property market in Yanjing and wants to buy a few apartments in Yanjing. However, she is not interested in courtyard houses and mainly focuses on commercial housing. It's just that there are not that many commercial houses in Yanjing, unlike Xiangjiang and Pengcheng where there is a wide range of options.
Wang Zuxian went out at 8:50. Before that, she had made good arrangements for Zhou Yan's trip. She took out all the clothes and put them on the bed.
After Zhou Yan washes up, he can put it on directly.
At about ten o'clock, Zhou Yan went out.
The representative meeting won't start until three o'clock in the afternoon, so Zhou Yan doesn't need to be in a hurry.
He went to the studio first, and then asked the driver to take Yu Hua and Shi Tiesheng to the studio. After lunch, they went there together in the afternoon.
When the three of them arrived at the venue, Shi Tiesheng's presence attracted great attention.
Because it was still a long time before the conference started, many people were not seated, and they all gathered together in small groups to chat.
The first person to greet them was Liu Zhenyun.
Liu Zhenyun had long hair, almost reaching his shoulders, and it was combed in a crooked part, making him look like a rock singer.
He was not wearing formal clothes. He was wearing a baggy gray and white sweater on his upper body and a pair of brown corduroy trousers on his lower body. He was standing there with no appearance, like a second-rate man.
Liu Zhenyun first squinted at Shi Tiesheng, and then said with a smile, "Tiesheng, you go out in a grand way, and you also bring two bodyguards with you. However, this short bodyguard's outfit is a bit poor, and his suit is from I borrowed it from someone else.”
The short bodyguard he mentioned was naturally referring to Yu Hua.
Yu Hua specially wore a suit today, but his suit was very loose and did not fit him very well.
The suits that are popular nowadays are originally loose-fitting, and Yu Hua's suit is one size larger, making it even more baggy.
This in itself is nothing, after all, many people are like this, but after Liu Zhenyun said it, Yu Hua's body became more conspicuous.
Yu Hua and the others are old acquaintances with Liu Zhenyun, so naturally they are used to his poor mouth.
Shi Tiesheng smiled and said nothing, while Yu Hua smiled and said, "Why, are you going to sing a song today? Where is your guitar? Just in time, we brought a musician today for you. Check it out."
Liu Zhenyun shook his long hair and said that Yu Hua's verbal attack would not cause any harm to him.
He looked at Zhou Yan again, "I guess this is the musician Zhou Yan who came to steal our jobs. Nice to meet you. Nice to meet you."
"Zhenyun is joking, how can I steal your jobs."
“Why can’t I take over? I saw “Tree Hole” and it was very well written. It may be difficult to take over their jobs, but it’s enough to take over mine.”
Hearing this In other words, Zhou Yan thinks Liu Zhenyun is really interesting.
He seems to be generous and hurtful, but he can also put his attitude very low and put others high.
In fact, Zhou Yan doesn't understand Liu Zhenyun. He loves to praise others, even to the point of killing them.
Even Wang Shuo has fallen into his trap.
Once Ma Weidu organized a pen meeting, and Liu Zhenyun would praise Wang Shuo every day when he saw him.
"Teacher Wang, you write such a good novel."
"Teacher Wang, how can you write such a good novel."
Wang Shuo didn't take it seriously at first. After all, most people had just met each other, so it was normal to be polite.
But for three days in a row, Liu Zhenyun praised Wang Shuo every day when he saw him, and in the end, he praised Wang Shuo directly.
Liu Zhenyun probably wanted to praise Zhou Yan, but Su Tong and Wang Anyi came over.
Wang Anyi has a cheerful personality and looked at Zhou Yan up and down, "Probably because of these people, I feel that you are more handsome than on TV."
Yu Hua turned over. Rolling his eyes, "Sister Wang, you don't have to praise one and step on three."
"I'm just stating the facts. Don't be dissatisfied. Zhou Yan is an actor after all. He is incomparable."
"Sister An Yi, please stop making fun of me."
Wang Anyi Waving her hand, "I'm not kidding you. I said you are the most beautiful writer. There is no problem at all."
As she said that, she looked around the venue again, "Here today, you are not only beautiful The most beautiful one, and also the youngest.”
Today, a total of more than 800 people from the Writers Association came to the conference, all from across the country, and they were divided among various provinces and cities, and there were not many places.
Those who can participate in today's conference are basically famous writers with some qualifications, naturally there are no young people.
"You cannot deny that you are young. Zhou Yan seems to be a generation apart from many of us." Su Tong said with a smile.
What he said is absolutely correct. Zhou Yan is in his twenties, and most of the people in the scene are in their forties.
Some people are not only one generation, but two or three generations away from Zhou Yan. For example, Ma Feng, who is standing not far away, is in his seventies this year and still insists on attending the Congress of Representatives.
In terms of age, the oldest member of the Writers Association should be Chairman Ba Jin, who is over ninety years old this year.
However, Ba Jin is not in good health now and cannot go out at all, let alone come to Yanjing to participate in the Congress of Representatives.
The last time Ba Jin participated in an activity of the Writers Association was probably the year before last.
The year before last, the Writers Association, which had not held a presidium meeting for a long time, held the ninth meeting of the fourth presidium of the Writers Association in Shanghai. Ba Jin specifically asked for two hours of leave from the doctor and attended the meeting in a wheelchair. Meeting.
Because of his attendance, the presidium meeting was very famous.
And that attendance was probably the last time Ba Jin attended a Writers Association event.
Nowadays, he is more like a spiritual symbol in the Writers' Association. As long as he does not pass away, he will still be the chairman of the Writers' Association.
A new presidium will be elected this year, and the name of the chairman will definitely not change.
......
A few people chatted and laughed for a while, Su Tong suddenly asked Zhou Yan and the others, "Do you know about Mr. Xu Chi?"
Shi Tiesheng raised his head and looked at Su Tong, "What's wrong with Mr. Xu?"
Liu Zhenyun, Wang Anyi and Su Tong looked at each other, and then Su Tong sighed, "On the 12th, Mr. Xu left."
"Gone?"
Zhou Yan and the others were a little surprised. Xu Chi was indeed old, probably over eighty.
Logically speaking, at Xu Chi's age, he could die at any time, but it is still disappointing that it happened at this time.
"I heard that Mr. Xu's illness was very bad. I didn't expect that he would not make it through this year. The New Year is about to come. Alas -" At the end of the sentence, Shi Tiesheng couldn't help but sigh.
He himself was suffering from illness, so of course he was deeply touched when he heard about Xu Chi.
"Mr. Xu did not die of illness. On the night of the 12th, he jumped from the sixth floor of the hospital and committed suicide."
Suicide...
Zhou Yan and the others were stunned. They didn't expect Xu Chi to commit suicide.
Seeing that the congress was about to be held, Xu Chi suddenly committed suicide. This was so strange.
"I heard that Secretary Zhu of the Hubei Writers' Association went to see Mr. Xu in his ward and personally handed him the meeting notice of the Writers' Association. That night, he jumped off the building." (End of Chapter)