Counterattack 1988

Wang Lin and Gu Qingyu sang together, Jiang Weiping was stunned when he heard it.

Although the time we spent together was very short, Wang Lin already felt Jiang Weiping's affection for Gu Qingyu.

Jiang Weiping is a very good young man, from Wang Lin's point of view, they are a perfect match.

But the secular perspective is different. Two equally good men and women, the world always thinks that a woman can have a better partner, that is, she can climb high.And men should be backward compatible.

In fact it is.Gu Qingyu also thinks that Jiang Weiping is excellent, but he doesn't think about falling in love with him, dating him, let alone talking about marriage.

After knowing Gu Qingyu's true intentions, Wang Lin naturally wanted to help her reject Jiang Weiping's favor and prevent him from being too entangled.

Hearing that Gu Qingyu said that he had a partner and that he was in a good relationship, Jiang Weiping felt like he was sitting on pins and needles, and he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"I'll go back and revise the manuscript." Jiang Weiping found an excuse and fled in a hurry.

A relationship that hadn't had time to express itself was strangled in the bud.

Gu Qingyu got up to send him away, turned around, and closed the door behind her back.

Wang Lin lit a cigarette and took a puff slowly: "You missed a good fate."

"The best result is like this. He didn't say it, and I never refused. In this way, he and I can continue to be old classmates, otherwise how embarrassing it will be to meet in the future?"

She said, sat on Wang Lin's lap, hugged him and kissed him.

"You only care about lighting the fire? You don't care about putting it out?" Wang Lin pinched her face, "You're not in good health yet!"

Gu Qingyu pursed her lips: "Can't you?"

Saying that, she squatted down slowly.

Wang Lin groaned, and hugged her head with both hands.

……

Wang Lin walked out of Gu Qingyu's room and saw Jiang Weiping smoking at the door of his own room.

"Hello, Mr. Wang!" Jiang Weiping straightened his body and greeted Wang Lin.

Wang Lin nodded.

"Mr. Wang, who is Gu Qingyu's boyfriend? Have you met him?" Jiang Weiping couldn't help asking.

Wang Lindao: "I have seen him, he is an extremely outstanding man."

Jiang Weiping's self-esteem was stabbed again.

Wang Lin wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything and went back to his room.

Before falling asleep, Wang Lin received a call from Deng Lijun.

"Wang Lin, are you asleep?"

"Not yet. Sister Deng, do you have anything to do?"

"I have something to ask you, come here."

"it is good."

Wang Lin tidied up a bit, and when he went out, he looked at the corridor first, and saw no one, and then went to Deng Lijun's room.

The wooden door creaked open.

Deng Lijun and Wang Lin lived in the most luxurious room in the guest house, but compared to the big hotels in Shanghai, the conditions are still average.

She was wearing a silk suspender nightdress, and she had just showered, exuding a charming fragrance.

"Wang Lin, come in." She grabbed Wang Lin's hand.

Wang Lin said: "Are you still asleep?"

"I miss you." Deng Lijun snorted and fell into his arms.

The two kept warm.

Deng Lijun said: "I want to rebuild the family tree, do you think it's good? No matter how much money it takes, I will pay for it. I want to add all the people in my family."

Wang Lin smiled and said: "Donating money to compile the genealogy is a merit and virtue. Of course it is a good thing. Everyone in your clan will agree. But I don't think you need to worry, wait a year to talk about it."…

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Deng Lijun asked puzzledly: "Why do you have to wait for a year?"

Wang Lin stroked her belly: "Wouldn't it be more perfect to write the baby into the family tree when you have a baby?"

"Hey, that's right!" Deng Lijun smiled sweetly, "It's still you who are considerate. Will the baby be born with my surname?"

"Of course." Wang Lin said, "This is your child."

"Wang Lin, you are so kind!" Deng Lijun was already emotional, but now he couldn't help it.

She sat on the bed and raised her little feet.

Wang Lin helped her take off her shoes.

"Do you have a scar on your foot? How did you get it?" Wang Lin asked.

Deng Lijun laughed and said: "I was naughty when I was young. You might not believe me when I told you. We lived in Pingtung at the time, where the temperature was high all the year round, and there were many carambola, guava and other crops. When I was young, I liked it very much with my brother. Let's steal the fruits from other people's fields together."

Wang Lin laughed and said, "Is there such a thing?"

Deng Lijun said: "Yes! I followed my brother to steal guavas. It was hot in summer. I was barefoot, but I accidentally stepped on the glass. The soles of my feet were covered with blood. My brother rushed home with me in his arms, and finally beat me. It took a few tetanus shots to get back to normal. I was severely reprimanded by my father, and I also ate a painful meal of fried shredded pork with bamboo shoots! The scar on the sole of my foot has always been with me.

She told the past lightly, her heartfelt voice and elegant and refined smile, just like a flower, lightly, with a light bite, the fragrance is overflowing, and it will not be forgotten for a long time.

Wang Lin laughed out loud when he heard this, as if he knew the other side of the song queen.

Deng Lijun turned on the radio and tuned a station at random.

Coincidentally, it was her song that was played.

The host is still narrating: "Deng Lijun used her beautiful singing voice to urge a generation of late-blooming love. Every night, we capture her fleeting gentleness in the radio waves on the radio. How many people are turning the vinyl Feel her winding in the record?"

Wang Lin smiled and said, "This host is good and understands you very well."

While the two were lingering, they listened to the singing and the host's whispers:
"We love Deng Lijun, not only for her soft singing voice, but also for the connotation and feelings hidden in her songs. In her lyrics, there are all kinds of old Shanghai hidden, a small town full of stories, and a country where smoke is curling up. Tang and Song sympathy for spring and autumn. In her singing, the lingering feelings are like streams flowing from the mountains, like the endless talk of lovers who have not seen each other for a long time. The voice is beautiful and touching. In the years of lack of emotional expression Here, it supports the emotional world of every Chinese..."

Her singing voice is dense and gorgeous, but the lingering sound is faint.There are not only the enjoyment of fine wine and coffee, but also the colorful scenery of neon clothes, the dare to love and hate of women in cheongsam and tassels, and the plot of saving beauty by a lonely hero
Those songs are like the love of flowing water, the ambiguous loneliness left after drinking, the sorrow of parting, full of affection.

But at this moment, this affectionate woman is performing an affectionate drama with Wang Lin...

Wang Lin originally thought that nothing would happen to these two women beside him during his trip to the famous place, but unexpectedly, he left Gu Fang and entered Deng Mu again. …

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Night is long for lonely people, but too short for lovers.

When I wake up, the sun is rising.

Wang Lin looked at the time, it was already past nine o'clock in the morning.

He vaguely heard the sound of footsteps outside, mixed with the voices of many people.

Wang Lin thought that the villagers of Dengtai Village couldn't wait, and formed a team to visit Deng Lijun.

He put on his clothes, washed up hastily, and went out.

The hallway outside was full of people!
Wang Lin was startled.

Guo Lingling, who was standing at his door, said with a smile, "Mr. Wang, these comrades are here to visit you. Seeing that you are resting, they dare not disturb you."

Everyone came forward with smiles to shake hands with Wang Lin: "Hello, Mr. Wang!"

While greeting everyone, Wang Lin asked Guo Lingling in a low voice, "Who are all the people here?"

"There are some from the city and the county. It seems that there are some from the province on the way."

"You are confused, why didn't you say it earlier? Let the leaders wait outside for such a long time?" Wang Lin deliberately turned his face serious.

"President Wang, don't blame Secretary Guo, we are the ones who didn't let her wake you up." The visitor said with a chuckle.

Wang Lin saw that Liu Zhifang, who received him yesterday, was also in the crowd, but he was standing relatively far back. It seemed that with his rank, he was not considered an important figure in this group of people!
The presence of the boss of Aixiu Group and the singer Deng Lijun shocked the local leaders at all levels.

Wang Lin didn't have time to eat breakfast and received everyone.

Everyone knew that he had just woken up and hadn't eaten yet, so he kindly asked the waiter to bring up breakfast, while everyone went downstairs to wait, and some of the leaders were going to the city boundary to welcome people from the province.

Deng Lijun and the others had already woken up and were discussing the itinerary.

After Wang Lin had breakfast, he came downstairs with Deng Lijun.

At ten o'clock, the provincial convoy also arrived.

A group of more than ten cars drove to Deng Lijun's hometown.

There are also arrangements in my hometown.

After the convoy entered the village, people welcomed it along the way, and some people set off firecrackers on the side of the road.

Deng Lijun and Wang Lin were in the same car.

She was moved by the enthusiasm of the people in her hometown, and her eyes were a little wet.

"Wang Lin, this scene is too big." Deng Lijun wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "I'm so embarrassed."

"Sister Deng, what kind of big scene have you never seen? Don't you still sing and dance at a concert with tens of thousands of people?" Wang Lin said, "The villagers outside the car are also your fans, especially your fans. folks."

"Hmm!" Deng Lijun calmed down.

The motorcade came to the village committee, and Deng Lijun came to an ancestral hall with the support of everyone.

This is Deng's Ancestral Hall.

Deng Lijun's first stop back home is here, which is also very meaningful.

In the crowd, there were a few people who were particularly close to the front, looking at Deng Lijun cheerfully.

Wang Lin recognized at a glance that these people were Deng Lijun's relatives in his hometown.

Because their looks are somewhat similar to Deng Lijun, especially the appearance of one of the girls is a replica of Deng Lijun.

Deng Lijun also found them, and smiled sweetly: "Hello! I'm Deng Lijun, what should I call you?"

Everyone just laughed, an old man came forward and introduced everyone's seniority.

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Deng Lijun smiled and shook hands with everyone.

Under the auspices of the elders of the clan, Deng Lijun worshiped the ancestors.

"Should I donate some money to the ancestral hall?" Deng Lijun asked Wang Lin cautiously.

Wang Lindao: "Of course."

"How much is appropriate to donate?"

"50!" Wang Lin said, "It's enough for them to repair this old ancestral hall."

This amount of money was too much for Deng Lijun, but she was a little embarrassed that she didn't bring back so much cash.

Wang Lin saw it, and said in a low voice: "I have prepared cash for you, you just say you want to donate, and my secretary will pay the money. When you go to your relatives' homes in the village, how much does each family give?" , you decide."

Deng Lijun smiled slightly: "It's good to have you, you arranged everything very well."