At night, the moon and stars are scarce.
With a "crash" sound, Gong Qie opened the bathroom door, put on his changed pajamas, and stepped out.
The yellow light of the desk lamp shone on Fang Yan's face. At this time, he was carefully checking the bill and signing it.
"The water has been put for you, go and wash it quickly."
"Wait a moment until I finish processing these pictures."
"Hey, why are there so many house information?"
Gong Qie came to the table and was surprised when densely packed house information came into view.
"Old Mike told me that real estate in the United States is an excellent investment opportunity now, and asked me if I am interested?"
Fang Yan smiled, and the U.S. economy is gradually recovering these days. , especially since the federal government has launched a series of policies to encourage home buying, the real estate market has ushered in a great boom. Taking advantage of this momentum, we plan to start early in the San Francisco Bay Area and Silicon Valley.
“If you were in ancient times, you must have been a big landowner.”
Gong Zhen pushed him gently.
"Apart from investing, I'm not thinking about coming to the United States in the future. We have to have a place to stay."
Fang Yan said: "We can't stay in the hotel all the time or trouble Mike's house anymore. ?”
Gong Qie nodded: "That's true, but we can't come to the United States a few times a year, so is this house just empty?"
"Of course not, there are squatters in the United States. Rights' provided for. ”
Fang Yan explained briefly, "I have already thought about it. The house in Xiangjiang is left to Yaoming's family to take care of. In Japan, it is entrusted to Yui who has returned to China. As for the United States, let Ruoxue take care of it. He and Lizhi and the others moved in."
Gong Qiao was surprised, "This is a good idea. Ruoxue and the others don't have to spend money outside. Let’s rent a house.”
Fang Yan said: “Not bad, let them help take care of it and save them money.”
“This is what they deserve.”< br>
Gong Yan was convinced. After all, Bai Ruoxue and Li Zhi had been diligently translating "Artificial Intelligence" and "Midnight Ring" for him.
"Not only that."
Fang Yan said: "I have also discussed with Jason that if I sign with Random House, my translation assistants must also be subsidized!"
< br>Gong Xiang smiled brightly, and then found Zhang among a pile of bills that he could understand, " You also bought a car?”
“A second-hand one, specially bought for Yaoming and Li Zhi.”
Fang Yan said: “In the United States, not having a car means not having legs at all. It’s impossible to live, especially like Ruoxue’s school in Berkeley.”
As he spoke, he cast his eyes softly on Gong Xie, "If you want it, I'll get you one from Qionghai." It’s useless.”
Gong Chou pursed his lips and said, “It’s better that you come to the car to pick him up and drop him off.”
Fang Yan saw through it, so he picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, which was playing on the screen. Playing in the quarterfinals of the Olympic women's volleyball team.
“It’s almost time for Yanzi and I to get our visas.” Gong Qie asked, “When are we going to go back?”
"You don't have to watch the closing ceremony, but you have to watch the women's volleyball finals no matter what. Our Chinese women's volleyball team has made it to the finals."
Fang Yan shook off his sore wrist.
“That’s right, ah!”
Gong Jie screamed, and his whole body was hugged by his waist.
Fang Yan smiled and strode towards the bathroom.
"You, please put me down, don't make trouble, I have already washed it."
Gong Zhen put his hands around his neck.
"But why do I feel like I haven't washed it thoroughly?" Fang Yan said, "No, I have to wash it again!"
Buzzing, the water in the sink faucet was turned to the maximum.
A huge water column gushes out, hitting the wide drainage outlet, surging forward and unstoppable.
After a long while, a hand appeared and turned off the faucet.
Tick tock, tick tock.
On the faucet, little droplets of water hang down. Under the light, they are crystal clear and brighten the tiles.
…………
August 7, women’s volleyball finals.
This game is not only watched by people like Fang Yan, but also by people from Hong Kong, Macao, Taiwan and even overseas Chinese.
Especially in Xiangjiang, the streets are almost empty. Either the company directly gives employees a day off to watch, or they simply organize watching during working hours.
In Hong Kong, where the level of volleyball is not very high, the Chinese women's volleyball team can enjoy idol-level treatment. The older generation of sports people in Hong Kong have contributed a lot to the efforts of the women's volleyball team. For example, last year, it was specially established at the Hung Hom Stadium. The "Super Cup" is unprecedentedly popular in the history of world women's volleyball team.
The organizer is the old man from the Huo family.
The reason why this "Women's Volleyball Super Cup" is held is that Xiangjiang fans want to cheer up the Chinese Women's Volleyball Team before the Los Angeles Olympics.
As a result, the Chinese women's volleyball team lived up to expectations and staged a "triangular battle" with the Japanese team and the American team.
Three top teams played one game every night, and all three games lasted five rounds. The games were full. The Chinese Women's Volleyball Team reversed in both games and shocked the whole Hong Kong. Therefore, the Chinese Women's Volleyball Team has always been... They are both the favorites and daughters of the citizens of Xiangjiang, and table tennis cannot be compared.
The radio department and television department of Xiangjiang Radio Station were busy rebroadcasting, and they were in a hurry.
"The station said that the number of people watching TV alone this time exceeded 2.25 million."
Luo Qirui stared at the screen.
Li Bihua fidgeted and crossed her arms, "After all, it is a showdown between Chinese and American volleyball teams."
"How is your manuscript of "Farewell My Concubine" going?"
When Luo Qirui saw the US team calling a timeout, he turned around and said, "I heard that Fang Sheng and the others will be returning to Xiangjiang at the end of the month."
Li Bihua sighed, "I wrote several drafts, but only one of them suits me. I don't know if it will suit him?"
"Don't think so. "Luo Qirui encouraged, "I know your talents and abilities, they are no worse than men!"
Li Bihua shook her head and laughed: "Fang Sheng is not an ordinary man, he is a strange man!"
Luo Qirui quickly changed the subject: "Director and others are going to pick up Fang Sheng at the airport, do you want to come with them? ?”
Before Li Bihua could speak, his attention was quickly drawn away by the restarted game.
This time, the Chinese women's volleyball team did not disappoint the people of the country, easily sweeping the host United States team with a big score of 3-0, achieving five consecutive world championships in the World Cup, World Championships and Olympic Games. The record created a miracle in the history of world volleyball.
The women's volleyball girls naturally cried with joy, and the audience also had tears in their eyes.
Fang Yan, Gong Jie and others got a photo with the Chinese Women's Volleyball Team as they wished, and set off back to China without any regrets.
At the entrance of Los Angeles International Airport, Bai Ruoxue, Mike, Li Zhi and others came to see them off.
“Next in the United States, we have to take care of each other with Li Zhi and others. If you have any problems, ask Luo Dian and Old Mike for help.”
Fang Yan said: “The one I left for you A few letters of recommendation may not be of much use, but they are better than nothing."
"Teacher Fang, don't say that," Bai Ruoxue said gratefully. Fang Yan asked: "Is there anything else you want me to say to Mr. Bai?"
Bai Ruoxue shook her head and suddenly felt the corner of her clothes being tugged. When she looked back, it turned out to be Fang Yan.
Fang Yan reluctantly said: "Sister Ruoxue, we are leaving. Be sure to come see me when you come back."
Everyone waved goodbye, and Fang Yan and the others then took a flight to On the flight to Hong Kong, outside the port window are white clouds like a flat carpet.
…………
As soon as I got off the plane and arrived in Xiangjiang, I was not surprised to meet Li Bihua, Luo Qirui and other people from Xiangjiang Radio to greet me.
Fang Yan greeted Li Bihua politely. When it was Li Bihua's turn, she said bluntly:
"Fang Sheng, I have some ideas about the novel "Farewell My Concubine". I wonder if we can talk about it sometime?”
“Let’s talk on the way, I just want to discuss it with you.”
“Okay!”
Li Bihua followed him, got into the car, sat side by side in the back driver's seat, and then took out the outline and opening chapter that she thought she was most satisfied with from her bag.
Fang Yan also handed over the manuscript he drafted in the United States and exchanged it with each other.
Along the way, the two of them watched quietly for a while, until Li Bihua couldn't hold it any longer.
The preset ending in Dialect is that after Cheng Dieyi and Duan Xiaolou reunited after a long separation, they committed suicide with their swords while singing "Farewell My Concubine" again.
Compared with this, what I wrote was simply inferior and unsightly.
Not only did Cheng Dieyi not commit suicide, but he got better and better as he got better and better, and became the behind-the-scenes artistic director of a Peking Opera troupe visiting Hong Kong. Although he was no longer a glamorous "corner" on the stage, he was secretly discussed by reporters in the audience. "little old man" and lost a finger.
However, the lonely Duan Xiaolou has been living a precarious life, neither singing nor acting as an overlord.
When people reach middle age, things change and people change. In the past, it was Cheng Dieyi who begged Duan Xiaolou to be his "Yu Concubine", but now it's the other way around, and it's Duan Xiaolou who specifically wants Cheng Dieyi to be his "Yu Concubine". His own "Yu Ji", but Cheng Dieyi had already seen through it and tried "every possible means" to prevent Duan Xiaolou from continuing to express it.
If you are not crazy, you will not survive. Cheng Dieyi just wants to be the "Yu Ji" in the drama for the rest of her life.
“It seems that you still write about Cheng Dieyi as a male.”
Fang Yan looked at the "rotten girl" in front of him and said helplessly: "It's still a story about two men and a woman."
Li Bihua nodded, "Fang Sheng, I noticed that you are writing about Cheng When playing Die Yi, before playing Yu Ji, it was from a male perspective, but after playing Yu Ji, it became a female perspective, and it became a story about two women and a man..."
"This sex Turn, actually comes from three turning points." Fang Yan held out two fingers.
"What is it?" Li Bihua asked.
“That is the castration of Cheng Dieyi by outsiders.”
"But Cheng Dieyi is not a eunuch?"
"No, no, no, the first thing is physical castration."
Fang Yan said that Cheng Dieyi's mother wanted to let Cheng Dieyi enter In the theater troupe, he used a knife to cut off his son's extra sixth finger, which was equivalent to cutting off his attachment to his mother's love. From then on, Cheng Dieyi said goodbye to his mother. This emotional gap was gradually filled by Duan Xiaolou's brotherhood.
Then with a smile, "Because we are brothers, Cheng Dieyi admits from the bottom of his heart that 'I am a man'. This is Cheng Dieyi's last line of defense for confirming his gender and spirit, but Finally, with Duan Xiaolou's help, it became distorted into "I am a female Jiao'e""
"You mean, it's a man, it's a Jiao'e, let's say goodbye."
Li Bihua suddenly realized, "Cheng Dieyi's friendship with Duan Xiaolou has deteriorated and turned into Yu Ji's love for Overlord."
"This is cognitive castration."
< br>Fang Yan said: "The mother cut off the relationship between mother and son and pushed Cheng Dieyi into another life. Duan Xiaolou's bravery, decisiveness and domineering completely alienated him psychologically. Together with Eunuch Zhang, the real eunuch, this led to the third turning point."
Li Bihua's eyes lit up: "Psychic castration! Freud said that the 'castration complex' will lead to '. xing mental disorder'!"
Listening to her muttering, Fang Yan smiled, "It's almost like what you just said."
Li Bihua's tone was full of respect: "Compared with you, what I wrote is really too superficial, too narrow, and too unpalatable."
"You can't say that, there are many merits in your manuscript. "
Fang Yan said with a smile: "And judging from this opening, I may not be as good as you when it comes to writing from a female perspective."
Li Bihua. He replied that he was born in a big family in Xiangjiang. His grandfather used to live in the countryside and was very wealthy. He had four wives and one concubine. His father was in the Chinese medicinal materials business. He had been accustomed to the turbulent worldly affairs of this old-style family since he was a child. , and also witnessed a series of excerpts of joys and sorrows, so the writing style will be more delicate, sensitive, soft and sad, but the writing is not grand and connotative enough.
“That’s great, we complement each other, we work together!”
Dialect applauded.
During the discussion, Li Bihua gradually let go of her psychological burden and decided to focus on dialect and be willing to be a supporter.
Luo Qirui looked at the two people through the rearview mirror, and then looked ahead. Before he knew it, he was approaching the hotel where he was staying.
Fang Yan asked Gong Xie and Fang Yan to rest in the room first, and he was invited to the radio station building with the kindness of the leaders of Xiangjiang Radio Station.
In the office area, a polite man was stopped by the staff, who shouted at him to pay.
Li Bihua looked up and down for a while, "Are you Guo Chongyuan from "Ming Pao"?"
Guo Chongyuan showed an awkward smile, "Miss Li, I..."
Not waiting for them to reminisce about the past, work The staff interjected and said that this person came to the radio station early in the morning and threatened to find Li Bihua. For some unknown reason, he smashed the vase in the hall in a daze.
Guo Chongyuan looked panicked and was eager to explain the reason, but Li Bihua glanced at him and said with a cool face:
“Forget it, put it on my account!”
"This...this is no longer necessary."
Guo Chongyuan was so anxious that he deliberately broke the vase in order to use compensation as an excuse to get close to Li Bihua.
Li Bihua glanced at Fang Yan, not wanting to delay big things because of trivial matters, and waved her hand, "That's it!"
As her admirer, Guo Chongyuan keenly noticed the people around her. The man's face changed drastically: "Who is this?"
Fangyan introduced himself, "Fangyan."
"You speak dialect?!"
Guo Chongyuan was startled and said that Jin Yong, the president and owner of "Ming Pao", had tried to find a chance to meet him several times, but unfortunately he never got the chance.
Fang Yan said: "That's right! Then give him a message, just say that I am free these days and can meet you anytime you want."
Guo Chongyuan was overjoyed, "I will definitely Bring the message to Mr. Cha."
After Fang Yan disclosed the hotel address to Guo Chongyuan, Li Bihua raised her hand and said, "The vase is over, you can leave."
Guo Chongyuan was absent-minded, staring closely at her finger, and saw that she was not wearing a ring. He was so excited that he blurted out:
"If you don't have a ring on your hand, you will definitely stay in the boudoir."
As soon as these words came out, the scene fell into embarrassment.
Fang Yan looked left and right, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, as if he was watching a show. He said, "This guy is here to pick up girls!"
After a short silence, Li Bihua became angry and ordered the staff to take Guo Chongyuan away, and then apologized:
"Fang Sheng, I made you laugh."
"I think this Mr. Guo is a wonderful man. Just now the vase broke, it may not be because of carelessness."
Fang Yan narrowed his eyes. a line.
"You said he did it on purpose?" Li Bihua said, "What are you trying to do?"
Fang Yan said leisurely: "If I can see Jin Yong another day, he must be there. I'll ask for you when the time comes." (End of Chapter)