Backtracking to the Age of Literature and Art

Chapter 464 A Perfect Match (Part [-])
After asking a question, he didn't get an answer, and Yu Dong didn't ask any more.

Deep Space investigated this matter and wrote an article scolding Yu Dong and the others for speaking in dialect, but it was a man named Li Youxue who made small moves behind the scenes and wanted to use public opinion to discredit Yu Dong and the others.

Li Youxue worked in "Yanjing Literature" before, and was later transferred to "Youth Literature" as a literary editor. He has some connections, but overall he is a very ordinary person.

As for his motives for doing this, it has not yet been found out.

But Yu Dong believed that it was impossible for Li Youxue to do something for no reason. He must have his own purpose. The reason why he didn't find out now was because the investigation in the deep space was relatively weak and his hands couldn't be stretched too far.

And it is very possible that there are other people behind Li Youxue.

……

Yu Dong and the others didn't spend too long chatting in the restaurant, and they soon fell into endless entertainment.

Those you know and those you don't know, come over to have a chat.

In fact, there are not many people I don’t know. Even if I don’t know people, I will have an impression after listening to the works.

This year, there are a total of 900 people participating in the Writers Association, and most of them are people with works and have made some names in the literary circle.

……

Qin Fen went to the store early in the morning, because of the joint signature of Yu Dong and his group of science fiction writers, Erdaoxiangzi Science Fiction Bookstore is now very popular among science fiction fans in Rongcheng.

As soon as the bookstore opened in the morning, several customers came, and they were all regular customers.

On the way to the bookstore, Qin Fen deliberately bought some newspapers, wanting to see if there was any news related to the congress.

It was found for him, but the space is not large, and it seems that the news media did not pay much attention to this congress.

The media doesn't pay attention to the Congress, and ordinary people naturally don't pay attention.

In fact, Qin Fen wanted to see if Yu Dong would participate, but judging from the situation, even if Yu Dong participated, the news probably wouldn't specifically report it.

Qin Fen ran around upstairs and downstairs, first tidied up the bookshelves, then walked behind the cash register, found a cassette from a drawer and put it in the tape recorder.

Then soothing music sounded in the bookstore.

"Li Xianglan" by Zhang Xueyou is also a song that Qin Fen likes very much.

After the singing sounded, Qin Fen lay comfortably on the recliner, listened to the song with his eyes closed, and enjoyed the leisurely morning time.

But before the end of a song, a shout disturbed his tranquility.

"Big Fen Pot, wake up."

Qin Fen knew who was calling him without opening his eyes.

He has lived so long, some call him Xiao Qin, and some call him Brother Qin, but only one person can call him "big dung pot".

"Lin Chengfan, why are you here? You don't have to go to class today?" Qin Fen closed his eyes, turned over, and turned his back to Lin Chengfan.

Lin Chengfan chuckled: "Today is Sunday, did you forget about the big pot?"

"Isn't yesterday just Sunday?"

"Yesterday Saturday."

Qin Fen patted his head. The weekend system has been implemented for a while, but he is still not used to it.

In the past, these middle school students could only come out to play on Sundays, but now they had to spend two days in his bookstore a week.

Ordinary middle school students, Qin Fen also welcomes them, even Lin Chengfan, he really doesn't want to see them.

"If you want to read a book, go find it yourself. There are no new books in the past two days. Didn't I tell you?"

Seeing that Qin Fen didn't want to talk to him, Lin Chengfan didn't care. He took out something from his pocket and poked Qin Fen's waist.

The waist is Qin Fen's valve, and when Lin Chengfan poked him like this, he immediately jumped up from the recliner: "What are you doing!"

Lin Chengfan raised the things in his hands and smiled: "There are good things, take a look at Dafenguo."

Qin Fen supported his waist and looked at the things in Lin Chengfan's hands. After seeing clearly, he rolled his eyes: "Isn't it just a cassette? It can be something good. And your tape looks like a pirated copy, okay?" , not even a sticker."

"It's not that there are no stickers, the stickers were torn off by me."

"That's even more pirated. If it's genuine, are you willing to tear off the sticker?"

"Don't blame me for the pirated tapes in your drawer." Lin Chengfan saw that Qin Fen was ignorant, so he went to the tape recorder and replaced the tapes.

Qin Fen lay back on the recliner again. He didn't care much about Lin Chengfan changing the tapes. His store could order songs, and sometimes customers would bring their own tapes to play.

It's just that Lin Chengfan called him a big dung pot every day, and he didn't like to talk to him.

The tape recorder was turned on, and the tape was slowly spinning inside. There was a large blank tape in front of it. After listening to it for 30 seconds, there was no sound. Qin Fen said impatiently, "Can you do this?"

"Come on, come on."

As soon as Lin Chengfan finished speaking, moving music came out from the tape recorder.

It is an English song.

Qin Fen has read a lot of foreign novels, but he doesn't know much about foreign music.Although the lyrics of this song are not very clear, the melody is very soothing and pleasant to listen to.

Seeing that Qin Fen listened to the song carefully and did not speak, Lin Chengfan said triumphantly, "Da Fenguo, isn't this song nice?"

"It's okay, I can still listen."

Lin Chengfan knew that Qin Fen was stubborn, and asked with a smile, "Da Fenguo, do you know the name of this song?"

"what is it call?"

"Do you know the Beatles?"

"Yes, the one who sang 'Black Pig'."

"Da Fen Guo, did you really go to college?"

"Hey, you kid looking for..."

Lin Chengfan held his head and begged for mercy: "Wrong, wrong, I was wrong."

Qin Fen withdrew his hand that stopped in mid-air, "Is this song by the Beatles?"

"That's right." Lin Chengfan rubbed his hands together, "This song is called "Golden Dreamland"."

"Golden Dreamland?"

Qin Fen was stunned. He had heard someone say that "Golden Dreamland" by Yudong Dong had the same title as a foreign song, but he had never heard of it, and such a collision of names was nothing unusual, and it did not explain Novels are about songs.

"Da Fen Guo, do you know what my belt is?"

"Pirate tape?"

"I'm not asking you this, I'm asking you, do you know what kind of belt I'm wearing?"

Qin Fen thought for a while and said, "The Beatles' album?"

"Half right."

"Yes, yes, no, no, what is half right?"

"You don't know, the Beatles have disbanded. My album was remade by McCartney, a member of their band. It contains four songs including "Golden Dreamland", and the album The name is "Golden Dreamland". Da Fen Guo, do you know why he wants to remake this album?"

Qin Fen frowned impatiently: "If you want to say something, just say it, don't keep asking questions like this."

"Okay, okay, I said. In fact, the reason why this album was remade is because of Yu Dong's new book "Golden Dreamland". This song and this novel are a perfect match!"

(End of this chapter)