1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 141 Is love so magical?
On Friday, Han Zhuangzhuang returned to Shichahai Courtyard, "Uncle, my dad told me to hang out with you in Yanjing!"

"Your father told you to hang out with me?" Lin Weimin asked back.

Han Zhuangzhuang chuckled and said, "What he said was, let me listen to you in Yanjing and develop well."

Lin Weimin nodded, "That's what your father said."

"You're going to graduate in a few days, right?"

"Well, soon, next week."

Lin Weimin said: "You can go to school with peace of mind these few days, and next week I will ask you about your job and try to find a good unit for you. When you find a job, you can go back to Shanghai to handle the transfer by yourself."

"Well, uncle, I'll listen to you."

Early on the weekend morning, Lin Weimin rode his bicycle to Zheng Guo's dormitory.

Zheng Guo didn't know Ma Kemeng's group of foreigners, and Lin Weimin didn't trust him. In line with the professionalism of saving people to the end and sending Buddhas to the West, he had to send Zheng Guo to the place today.

Speaking of Yanjing Hotel, old Yanjing people would describe it like this.

"Behind is the Forbidden City, facing Chang'an Avenue, Wangfujing on the left, Tiananmen on the right, the location is the crossroads of the world."

More than 70 years ago, Yanjing Hotel was still a small tavern with only three front rooms. It was opened by two young people from France, Ponza and Perati.Later, after the small tavern was moved to Dongdan Vegetable Market, Yanjing Hotel became the only luxurious hotel in the Far East.

In its heyday, it was said that Yanjing Hotel could earn 2600 silver dollars a day. At that time, together with Liuguo Hotel and Dongfang Hotel, it was called the "Three Great Hotels in Yanjing".

After the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, it was once turned into a guest house by the National Government to receive the Mi Army.

After liberation in 1949, the Yanjing Hotel was placed under state ownership, and the "First Banquet of the Founding of the People's Republic of China" was held here.

For so many years, Yanjing Hotel has been undertaking the reception work of important foreign affairs activities of the country, and countless foreign dignitaries and celebrities have stayed here one after another.

Zheng Guo is dressed like a dog today. I don't know where to buy a suit, and the fabric is still a little wrinkled.

Lin Weimin teased: "It's okay, I know it's ok."

"Nonsense, I'm going on a blind date!"

The two of them rode bicycles all the way to the gate of Yanjing Hotel. The park was full of luxury cars that ordinary people had never seen before.

Lin Weimin counted, those so-called luxury hotels in later generations are weaker than the current Yanjing Hotel.

Most of the limousines parked here are photos taken by the embassy, ​​even if there are not, they are all special photos, so that people can tell at a glance that they are of extraordinary origin, whether they are rich or expensive.

"Old horse!"

Lin Weimin saw Ma Kemeng and the others from a long distance away, and after reuniting, he found that there were more people in the team.

"Yoko? Why are you here too?"

Little Black Yoko smiled softly at Lin Weimin, "Lin Jun, I think this is very interesting, can I participate?"

Participate in what?Pulling the slack for the media?
It's all here, and Lin Weimin can't drive him back, "Of course."

Ma Kemeng and Yin Geli had tall eyebrows and deep eyes, and they looked like foreigners at first glance. The little black Yoko also spoke plastic-like Chinese. Zheng Guo asked in a low voice: "Weimin, are these foreigners your friends?"

"Ah."

Zheng Guo sighed: "Your connections are amazing!"

Lin Weimin ignored him and asked, "Is Yao Shuzhi still here? Well, Ge Li, you take Zheng Guo in first, and wait in the coffee shop. After you go in, you two sit separately."

"it is good."

Yin Geli took Zheng Guo's arm naturally, and Zheng Guo's body became tense for a while.

"Don't make it look like someone is taking advantage of you, just let go once you get in."

Zheng Guo nodded stiffly, "Okay."

Lin Weimin saw Yin Geli walking towards the hotel door with Zheng Guo on his arm, Zheng Guo's legs seemed to be not his own, and they turned along.

He couldn't help covering his face, it was so embarrassing!
How could he look like a second generation?

With Yin Geli's face of a foreigner, the welcome staff didn't even ask, and the two entered the Yanjing Hotel smoothly.

Lin Weimin waited for a while, and then saw the beautifully dressed Yao Shuzhi running over in small steps.

"Wei Min, am I not too late?" She asked with a light breath.

"It's not too late, I just went in." Lin Weimin looked Yao Shuzhi up and down, "Sister Yao, you are so beautifully dressed today."

Yao Shuzhi frowned a little proudly, and said sarcastically, "Isn't she pretty if she doesn't dress up?"

"If you don't dress up, you are a natural beauty, but if you dress up, you are beautiful."

Yao Shuzhi covered her mouth with a smile and said, "For sure you can talk."

"This is Mark Meng, my friend, let's go in together later."

"Then what about this one?" Yao Shuzhi asked with great interest as she rolled her eyes around Little Black Yoko.

"This is Little Black Yoko, friend of Nibo, and also my friend."

"Oh! My friend!" Yao Shuzhi's accent was a bit wrong.

Lin Weimin said helplessly: "It's already this time, so stop gossiping and go in quickly."

He asked Yao Shuzhi to pretend to hold Ma Kemeng, but she was embarrassed.

On the other hand, Little Black Yoko took the initiative to embrace Lin Weimin's arm without Lin Weimin's reminder.

"Yoko, there's no need for us to do this, right?"

Little Black Yoko stared at Lin Weimin cutely with big eyes, "Lin Jun, is there any problem?"

"……No."

Lin Weimin was discouraged.

A group of four walked together in twos and walked towards the entrance of the hotel. Although Ma Kemeng and Yao Shuzhi were not holding hands, they looked like a couple and entered the restaurant easily.

On the contrary, it was Lin Weimin and Xiao Hei Yangzi who were about to go in but were stopped.

Boy, I'm going to sue you for racism!
"Ku, you are in a hurry, chirping..."

Little Black Yoko was stopped, and he gave a serious meal, and the greeter was stunned, only to realize that this black-haired and black-eyed lesbian is also a foreigner.

Lin Weimin took the initiative to act as an interpreter, and said: "This lady said, don't you Yanjing Hotel welcome friends from Nihong?"

The greeter quickly apologized and sent the two of them into the hotel respectfully.

Little Black Yoko asked excitedly: "Lin Jun, how did I behave just now?"

"very good!"

She asked again: "Jun Lin, I don't know yet, so you can also understand Nihong language?"

Eh?
Lin Weimin glanced at little Hei Yangzi in surprise, and dared to feel that he had hit a mouse to death, did he really hit it right?

I'm such a little genius!

The two came all the way to the coffee shop, and saw Yin Geli and Ma Kemeng waving towards them from a distance.

The two walked over and looked in the direction Mark Meng pointed. Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi were sitting together nervously.

"Lin, they seem a little nervous." Mark Meng asked curiously.

"Normal. Young people in our country express their emotions more implicitly than your old Mi. They just met." Lin Weimin said.

Yin Geli said: "I like this subtle and fresh feeling."

International students like Yin Geli can come to China to study because they basically agree with Chinese culture, and they also carry some of this kind of gene in their personality.

A few people chatted casually first, watching Zheng Guo's reaction from time to time.

A few minutes later, after the initial embarrassment and surprise, Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi gradually found some feelings.

"I really didn't expect that the person Weimin wanted to introduce to me was you."

Zheng Guo touched the handle of the coffee cup, showing a bit of shyness that only a boy can have, "I'm sorry, but I've already..."

When he said this, the conversation stopped, and he didn't feel embarrassed to continue to say that he had actually coveted Yao Shuzhi for a long time.

Yao Shuzhi accepted his words with a light smile, and said: "The souvenir you gave everyone that day, my family said it was delicious."

Zheng Guo said happily: "Just as long as you like it, I will ask my family to send me more later."

"I heard from Weimin that you have been transferred to the cultural center now, are you still insisting on writing?"

"I'm still writing part-time. I write slowly. Maybe it's because I'm not talented enough. I haven't had any good works recently."

Yao Shuzhi said: "This kind of thing can't be rushed, it has to be done step by step, not everyone can compare with a genius like Weimin."

"You're so right, that kid Weimin is too monstrous. Do you know that? It took me just a few days of watching him to write "Farewell My Concubine". It was still Chinese New Year... ..."

With a common topic, Zheng Guo gradually let go of his mind, and the conversation with Yao Shuzhi became more confident.

Lin Weimin observed the state of communication between Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi, and seeing that their expressions became more natural, he turned his eyes to other places.

It is around ten o'clock in the morning, and there are not many people in the coffee shop. There are a few foreigners with blond hair and blue eyes, and a few yellow people with black hair and black eyes. Lin Weimin guesses that they should be overseas Chinese.

The official opening of Yanjing Hotel to the common people had to wait until 83, when the White Swan Hotel invested and built by Mr. Huo in Yangcheng announced its opening to the public.

Now the Yanjing Hotel is still receiving dignitaries from various countries, foreign guests and overseas Chinese, and ordinary people cannot enter at all.

Looking at it, Lin Weimin's eyes stopped somewhere.

His eyes lingered on a young man, he had the obvious features of Westerners with tall eyebrows and deep eyes, curly hair, wearing a black windbreaker, just looking at his appearance, he was so handsome that Lin Weimin was a little jealous.

But it wasn't his handsome appearance that made Lin Weimin interested in him, but the boy's wandering eyes.

Lin Weimin stared at him carefully, and suddenly the news that later generations saw before time travel appeared in his mind. It seems that this young man looks a bit like him!
"Hello, Li Chunping?" Lin Weimin stepped forward and asked.

Li Chunping looked at Lin Weimin very vigilantly, but did not answer the other party's words.

He came in pretending to be a foreigner, and he didn't want to be discovered by the service staff.

Seeing that he was silent, Lin Weimin asked with a smile, "Don't worry, I have no malicious intentions, I just came to say hello to you."

Seeing Lin Weimin's calm tone, Li Chunping looked around and asked in a low voice, "Do you know me?"

"I heard from friends."

"It is said that?"

"Yeah. There is a handsome guy who squats in front of the Yanjing Hotel and the coffee shop all day long, just thinking of meeting a rich foreign woman."

Lin Weimin's words were harsh, but Li Chunping's face was calm and not angry.

"What are you looking for from me?"

"It's really nothing, I'm just a little curious about you."

Li Chunping looked a bit suspicious, he didn't believe Lin Weimin's words, the two had never met each other, and they hadn't met at all.

Seeing this, Lin Weimin could only casually say: "Actually, I'm a writer. You know it too. I just want to collect some writing materials."

"writer?"

"Hello, my name is Lin Weimin." Lin Weimin stretched out his hand towards Li Chunping.

Li Chunping was surprised when he heard the name, and quickly shook hands with Lin Weimin, "Are you really Lin Weimin? The one who wrote "Farewell My Concubine"?"

"Like a fake replacement!"

Li Chunping finally let go of his defenses, "I'm afraid I don't have anything worthy of your digging."

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't have material, it's also a good thing to meet someone interesting."

Li Chunping questioned, "Do you think I'm an interesting person?"

"Of course. Which man doesn't have the dream of eating soft food? But you are the only one who can practice being next to a rich foreign woman. From this perspective, you are better than most men."

As Lin Weimin spoke, he looked at Li Chunping carefully, "And I think your ideal will come true soon."

His swear words like a magic stick made Li Chunping's heart that had just let go lift up again, "How do you know?"

"It's nothing, I just think you're handsome enough!"

Li Chunping couldn't help laughing, "You are really interesting!"

"Haha! I like your comment!"

Lin Weimin shook hands with Li Chunping happily, then said goodbye, turned around and left.

Get up with excitement and return with excitement.

He didn't plan to have a deep friendship with Li Chunping, and the casual chat was purely to satisfy his little hobby of collecting anecdotes about celebrities of this era.

Two years ago, Li Chunping was assigned to the security department of Yanjing Film Studio as a soldier of literature and art. When the director was worried about not being able to find foreign actors, Li Chunping was caught by the director because he looked a bit like a foreigner. .In order to look more like it, the factory manager asked him to go to the Plastic Surgery Department of the Third Hospital of Yan Medical University to raise the bridge of his nose.

In the society at that time, plastic surgery was still a bourgeois vanity, a privilege only enjoyed by actors in literary and art units. Doctors could only perform surgery only with a letter of introduction from the unit.

While in the hospital after having his nose stuffed, Li Chunping fell in love with a nurse who had a second-generation official boyfriend. As a result, he was sentenced to a labor camp because he had a fight with his boyfriend.

The movie hasn't been played yet, a relationship is lost, the job is gone, the future is ruined, love is really not a good thing.

Li Chunping is in despair, another young man who has lost his longing and hope for love.

After Li Chunping was released from prison, he had no money and could not find a job, so he thought of going abroad.

So, he walked into Yanjing Hotel, he believed that this building could change his destiny.

Li Chunping used the borrowed money to dress up meticulously, clocked in at the coffee shop of Yanjing Hotel every day, and ordered a cup of coffee.

A cup of coffee costs one yuan. At this time, Li Chunping relied on the support of his new girlfriend, and his living expenses were only 20 yuan a month.

However, historical practice has proved that this money was not wasted.

Day after day, Li Chunping finally met a Hollywood actress who was 38 years older than him.

In his own description, the other party was begging for nothing to take him abroad, and the way to get a visa was to get married.

Ten years later, Li Chunping, as her husband, obtained 90% of the actress's inheritance - three villas in the United States, a real estate company in Seattle, four oil paintings by Van Gogh and Picasso, etc. worth billions of RMB.

Lin Weimin saw Li Chunping's legendary deeds from a TV program. At that time, he had only one feeling after watching him - a role model for my generation.

Which young man has not had the dream of eating soft food but hard food?
But how many people have the courage and luck to realize their dreams?People did it.

Lin Weimin was full of admiration for Li Chunping.

Thinking about it makes me feel sorry for myself when I was young. How ambitious I was at that time!

He would like to call Li Chunping the softest man in the world.

Later, there were rumors that Li Chunping was actually a dealer in cultural relics, and all his money was earned by reselling cultural relics.

He made up stories about the actresses being brought abroad and inheriting inheritances.

It's a pity that the person who said this did not have conclusive evidence. The only case in which he was involved in cultural relics was found, and Li Chunping was also the buyer who took advantage of it, not reselling it.

Li Chunping sneaked into the Yanjing Hotel with a face, fully embodying that beauty is justice no matter what age it is.

His story is also like a fairy tale. It is estimated that there will be no second one in China after 100 years.

The more Lin Weimin thought about meeting such a character at the Yanjing Hotel, the more interesting he felt.

When Lin Weimin came back, Ma Kemeng was reading the April issue of "People's Literature". Lin Weimin laughed and joked, "Old Ma, are you working hard enough?"

"This is also a kind of learning for me." Ma Kemeng said, sipping his coffee, his leisurely appearance really made him pretend.

A little bourgeoisie, it seems that he has received severe beatings from the society.

"Lin, was that person your friend just now?" Yin Geli asked.

"No, just an interesting person."

Yin Geli glanced in Li Chunping's direction, "Is he Chinese? He looks like a mixed race, so handsome!"

Mark Meng also cast his gaze when he heard the words. From his American perspective, he is indeed handsome, with a mix of East and West.

Little Black Yoko said, "Handsome? I think Mr. Lin is much more handsome than him."

Lin Weimin nodded, and Yoko could still speak.

Yin Geli looked at Little Hei Yangzi speechlessly. This lesbian has now reached the point of blindly worshiping Lin, the kind who is really blind and will hit the wall when walking.

Several people were chatting, it was close to noon, Lin Weimin planned to say hello to Zheng Guo, and asked him to take Yao Shuzhi out for lunch.

In the afternoon, it was the time for the two of them to have free activities. Whether to go to Wangfujing or the park, and whether to make an appointment to watch a movie at night was not Lin Weimin's concern.

But before he could move, Zheng Guo moved first.

Seeing Zheng Guo standing up, Lin Weimin walked out of the coffee shop talking and laughing with Yao Shuzhi.

Lin Weimin hurriedly asked Ma Kemeng and others to follow, and as he walked all the way, he found something was wrong.

Zheng Guo and Yao Shuzhi actually walked to the west building, and their footsteps finally stopped on the 7th floor.

Looking at the eye-catching three words "Tan Jiacai" on the restaurant's plaque, Lin Weimin was taken aback. Zheng Guo, Grandet, actually has such courage?
He thought about it and couldn't figure it out.

Is the magic of love so great?

　It's a headache to think about the title of the chapter, so here's the [-]-word chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)