Chapter 95: What are you looking at Qiong Yao
Fang Yan didn’t know what Lu Yao and Wu Tianming talked about, but he knew that they must have had a successful conversation. When Mo Shen and Wu Tianming left the guest house, Lu Yao immediately caught them Hold his hand.
“Brother, thanks to you this time!”
I kept shaking, “Thank you, on behalf of your sister-in-law and our whole family, thank you, thank you so much. !”
“Don’t say that.”
Fang Yan said: "I just came up with an idea. What really works is your article "Life". This is the key."
"You can't say that."
Lu Yao was shaken. Shaking his head, emotional.
“Without you, “Thrilling Scene” would have been burned by me long ago, and there would be no way it would be published in “Contemporary”.”
“Without you, “The Story of Gao Jialin” "It is impossible to change it into the current "Life" so smoothly, it is impossible to be favored by Director Wu, and it is impossible for your sister-in-law's job transfer to be solved like this."
"I didn't know I had to wait until the year of the monkey and the month of the horse."
"You are simply the benefactor of our whole family!"
When it came to the emotional point, a bear hug suddenly came.
Fang Yan was hugged tightly and joked: "Instead of hugging me, I should actually hug my sister-in-law. Now go back and hug my sister-in-law and tell her the good news."
"Is this appropriate?"
Lu Yao hesitated and said: "I haven't even written a word yet. Although Director Wu said it can be done, if it doesn't work..."
Fang Yan couldn't help laughing, "You don't understand this, sister-in-law cares about work. Regarding the transfer, I also care whether you take her to heart. Even if the matter doesn't work out in the end, you are so busy for your sister-in-law. After that, I’m afraid my sister-in-law won’t blame you.”
“Yes! Yes!”
Lu Yao suddenly realized: “Yanzi, no wonder you don’t seek marriage. In this way, I am afraid that I will not have a wife in the future.”
“Don’t hurt me.”
Fang Yan smacked his lips, "I just haven't asked my sister-in-law about her opinion. I wonder if she would be happy to work at Xiying Film Studio?"
"As long as she can go to Chang'an, she will be happy with anything."
< br>Lu Yao laughed loudly, like a lotus flower.
"Then go back and tell your sister-in-law."
Fang Yan said: "Let her have fun too."
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Since Lu Yao shared the news with Lin Da, the couple has become much more harmonious, and their lives have returned to peace. As time passes by, it is quickly coming to the end of April, before May Day. Just 2 days away.
Seeing that after staying in northern Shaanxi for nearly a month, Fang Yan left for Beijing, and Lu Yao and his wife had to send them to the train station no matter what they said.
"Yanzi, take these with you."
On the platform, Lin Da handed over a pile of specialty pastries from northern Shaanxi.
Polygonum flower candy, cut hibiscus, tea cake...
Of course, there is also crystal cake.
“Sister-in-law, there are too many, I can’t take this.”
Fang Yan waved his hand.
"Just take it if you are asked to take it. You have helped our family so much." Lin replied, "Even if you don't take anything else, you must take this box of crystal cakes. That box is yours that day. It’s for him, right?”
"You can see it." Fang Yan smiled.
"He is too careless to do such a thing."
Lin Da said gratefully: "Yanzi, thank you very much for letting you bother with this little thing for us as a couple. ”
“Sister-in-law, you are too polite!”
Fang Yan couldn’t resist, so he had to accept the cake.
Then, under the watch of Lu Yao and Lin Da, they got on the train and slowly drove away from Chang'an Station with the whistle buzzing.
It was a bumpy ride, but when we got home, it was evening. The sunset glowed half the sky red, and the light in our house was also bright.
"Mom, sister, Yanzi, look what I brought to you!"
"Brother!"
Fang Yan stood pitifully against the wall. .
"What's wrong?"
Fang Yan glanced at the little girl facing the wall at the door, and then looked at Yang Xia, with anger on her face and a feather duster in her hand.
“Let her tell you!”
“In class today, I read irrelevant extracurricular books.”
Fang Yan said aggrievedly.
"Bang!"
Yang Xia took the feather duster, slapped the table, and threatened: "How dare you say it! Those are extracurricular books of yours, they are poisonous weeds!"
As she spoke, Hand the novel on the table to Fang Yan.
Fang Yan took a closer look, "Outside the Window", "On the Water Side", "Dream Clothes", good guys, they are all novels written by Qiong Yao.
These days, reading Qiong Yao novels is as taboo as wearing bell-bottoms or listening to Teresa Teng's songs.
"It's okay for one person to watch secretly."
Yang Xia was furious, "You are quite generous and lent it to the whole class to watch together. It's okay for you to do it secretly and let the teacher catch you." You've already called the parents, you're going to piss me off!"
"Pfft."
Fang Yan almost laughed out loud.
The co-author was so angry because the teacher called him a parent.
"You can still laugh."
Yang Xia said: "It's all because of you, the elder brother!"
"Mom, why does it involve me again?"
Fang Yan smiled awkwardly.
“Why doesn’t it have anything to do with you!”
Yang Xia said angrily: "If you hadn't given her pocket money, how could she have the money to buy these messy things?"
Then she pointed to a pile of tapes on the table, "What about Deng Lijun and Liu Wenzheng? Oops, want it Just put on a pair of bell-bottom pants, Yanzi, she really has all five poisons."
"Mom, there are only five, at most three poisons."
Now. Fang Yan, who was facing the wall, suddenly spoke.
Yang Xia glared: "You! Look at her!"
"Mom, please calm down first, don't let the anger ruin your body."
Fang Yan comforted her for a few words, and then sent her to cook dinner on the grounds that she was hungry just after she came back, and he was responsible for educating the little girl.
"Tell her something about her, do you know?"
Yang Xia left angrily with a straight face. "Okay, just take a look."
Fang Yan responded, and sure enough, my mother was still the same, with a sharp mouth and a tofu heart. When Fang Hong and himself got into trouble before, they would just use a feather duster and scare her a few times, but never actually take action.
As long as it is not a serious matter, such as bullying a classmate, just go down the steps, lift it high, and put it down gently.
“Brother.”
Fang Yan turned her head, her eyes wide and pitiful.
“Follow me into the house!”
Fang Yan put down the cakes, picked up the novel and tape, and walked to his room. Fang Yan followed him with a pout.
"Put the tape aside first and let's talk about this novel."
"Brother, I will answer whatever you ask."
"This is an admission of error. attitude.”
Fang Yan put down his luggage, “These Qiong Yao novels can’t be yours alone, right?”
"This "Outside the Window" belongs to me."
Fang Yan told the truth, the rest belong to good sisters, it is better to be caught alone than to have three people arrested.
“You are quite honest.” Fang Yan didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
"Hey, actually I'm not that generous."
Fang Yan stepped forward to help him pack his luggage.
"I didn't praise you, that's not the use of justice."
Fang Yan gave him a lesson with a straight face, "There are so many periodicals and novels on the market, why do you only focus on Qiong Yao? "
"Brother, you haven't read it, you don't know! Only after I read Qiong Yao's novel did I realize that love can be like this!"
Fang Yan said clearly. Express your feelings.
Fang Yan listened patiently and thought slowly.
The reason why Qiong Yao's romance novels became popular in the mainland is that romance novels have long been taboo, and the theme of "pure love" has been absent from pure literary works for almost 30 years.
Although society supports freedom of love, the atmosphere is still traditional and conservative, and love has always been regarded as a forbidden area in the literary world.
In the huge literary market, romance novels are completely blank.
Even when it comes to love, it is written in an extremely subtle way, unlike Qiong Yao novels, which are convoluted, but very disgusting and sensational.
For young people in the teenage years, their yearning for love is romantic and they have endless needs.
Although Qiong Yao's novels have exploded their views, they have created various love stories and filled the emotional void of young people at once.
It was not until the beginning of the 21st century that it was gradually replaced and eliminated by youth pain literature such as Guo Jingming, Rao Xueman, and Annie Baby, that is, lovelorn, fighting, suicide, abortion...
"Brother, you don't know how popular Qiong Yao novels are in our school." Fang Yan blinked, "So Tell me, whoever owns a copy will be very popular during that period, because her classmates will line up and beg to borrow her book."
Fang Yan rolled his eyes and said, "Qiong Yao's. The novel is good, but isn’t my "Wrangler" good? "
"It’s good! "
Fang Yan said: "I bought a book specifically to support you, but no matter how good it is, I will get tired of reading it even if I read it several times."
Then she pursed her lips and said, "The whole book of "Wrangler", I'm tired of reading it." My classmate has already mastered the words, and I can recite them all."
"Well, you can recite one for me."
Fang Yan looked at the younger sister playfully.
“Hey, brother~”
After Fang Yan was exposed, she grabbed his arm and acted coquettishly: "If you ask me, I read Qiong Yao's novels, and you are also responsible for it!"
"You have learned to beat him up, do you blame me?"
< br>Fang Yan was happy, “I want to hear what responsibilities I have.”
"You are a great writer, but why can't you write more pure love novels like "The Wrangler"?"
Fang Yan stuck out her tongue: "You have written it, why should I read Qiong Yao?" , even if it’s nursery rhymes, ballads, or ballads, I won’t read them.”
"You, you! Let me think about it."
Fang Yan touched his chin and fell into thinking.
"Brother, please think about it slowly. I will go to the wall of my room to reflect, so I won't disturb you." Fang Yan reached out to the novel and tape.
"Take those two books from your classmates and keep the rest."
Fang Yan slapped her hand away.
Fang Yan covered the back of her hands and said pitifully: "Huh?!"
"Mom is right, I should teach you a lesson."
Fang Yan said: "Your recent results The decline is serious. Let's do this. I will keep these books and tapes for you temporarily. If your grades improve in the next midterm exam, I will return them to you."
"Ah!"
Fang Yan cried sadly.
"I am a person who always convinces others with virtue and never forces others to make progress. Yanzi, if you don't want to, that's okay."
Fang Yan smiled and said, "It's just pocket money..."
< br>"I know! Brother, please don't deduct my pocket money!"
Fang Yan grabbed his arm anxiously and shook it.
"It depends on whether you work hard or not."
Fang Yan returned "On the Water Side" and "Clothes of Dreams" to her, and then sent her back to study without mercy.
"Love theme."
"What should I write in a love-themed novel?"
Fang Yan pondered over it while flipping through the tape.
Nostalgia suddenly came to my heart.
Needless to say, Teresa Teng and Luo Dayou, Liu Wenzheng also played a guitar in his early years, and his song "Orchid Grass" became a hit all over the country.
Boys who fall in early love almost always sing "I come from the mountains, bringing orchids with me", and the girls who hear it smile knowingly. At that time, the female singer Deng Lijun and the male singer Liu Wenzheng.
Putting the tape into the recorder, the music slowly played.
“Sweet, your smile is so sweet,”
“It’s like flowers blooming in the spring breeze,”
“Blooming in the spring breeze.”
“Where, where have I seen you?”
“Your smile is so familiar,”
“I can’t remember it at the moment …”
Thanks to Maxim’s small ball, the sky will clear up after the rain, for the 100 starting coins.
(End of this chapter)