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"Squeak~"

"Squeak~"

In the courtyard of Shichahai, the cicadas in the trees are still chirping.

Gong Xing took out the washed clothes one by one from the washing machine and then slowly hung them on the clothesline.

Yu Guangli noticed Fang Yan walking forward carelessly and immediately reminded him, "Be careful!"

Fangyan was startled and stopped. If he took a few more steps, he would bump into the wooden barrel containing the wastewater from the washing machine.

Gong Xing exhaled softly, "What are you thinking about? Why are you so lost in thought?"

Fangyan took the wooden barrel aside and said, "Think of a manuscript."

Gong Xing thought he was having a headache because of "Mystery World" and couldn't help but ask curiously:
"Didn't you say that the earliest that Mystery World can be published is when you return from the United States?"

“It’s not Mystery World.”

Fangyan told everything that happened at Yanda University today.

When Gong Xing heard the title of "comparative literature", he was stunned at first, and then when he heard the title of "deputy director of the Institute of Comparative Literature", he was even more shocked:

"So you were not kidding when you said you could become a visiting professor at Yenching University."

"of course not."

Fang Yan curled her lips and said, "You really underestimate your man!"

"I was wrong, okay?" Gong Wei suppressed his smile and pushed him gently, "Don't be angry. After all, it's a good thing."

"It's a good thing, but it's also a difficult thing. What kind of work can be regarded as a masterpiece of root-seeking literature?"

Fangyan frowned, looking distressed.

"If you can't figure it out, don't try to think about it."

Gong Xing dried his hands, then massaged his temples and changed the topic to clothes.

Fang Yan asked in surprise: "What are these clothes?"

Gong Xing said: "These are the clothes I will take with me when I go to the United States. While the weather is good, I will take them out to wash and dry them in the sun."

Fangyan glanced at the red flag fluttering in the wind and was very surprised.

Gong Xing said that if they really appear at the opening ceremony of the Los Angeles Olympics, a red flag will always be indispensable.

"You're still thinking carefully."

Fang Yan showed a satisfied smile. In addition to Bai Ruoxue, Fang Hong, Fang Yan, and Han Yuemin were also accompanying him on this trip to the United States...

Gong Xing said: "My sister asked me to tell you that she and her brother-in-law will not go to the United States."

Faced with the sudden change of heart, Fangyan was puzzled: "Why?"

Gong Xing shook his head and said, "You didn't tell me this. Maybe you're worried about the elderly on both sides."

Fangyan was very helpless. He repeatedly invited Han's mother and Yang Xia, but the two of them preferred to watch the Olympics with their old neighbors and sisters.

After all, just like the World Cup, it’s all about the atmosphere!
Then, with a helping hand, the couple worked together and quickly filled the clothesline to the brim, with the clothes fluttering in the wind under the sun.

"When will Yoko, Yui and the others return home?" Gong Xing wiped the sweat off his face with the back of his hand. "We'll have to give them a good send-off when the time comes."

"It's still early. If you want to send someone off, you should send Suya off first."

Fang Yan looked up at the blue sky and said, "In a few days, I will probably have to report to the TV drama studio."

………………

A week later, the latest issue of "Huacheng" was released as scheduled.

Fangyan did not pay attention to the waves that migrant worker literature had caused in the literary world, and took Su Ya to the Yanjing Television Drama Studio.

Lu Xiaowei and Zheng Xiaolong were seen standing at the door of the building, leading the core members of the studio.

"Director Lu! Director Zheng!"

"Teacher Fang!" Su Ya felt relieved when she saw Lu Xiaowei and others welcoming her enthusiastically.

"Recently, there are two new comrades in the factory. Come, let me introduce them to you."

Zheng Xiaolong first pointed at a man with a skinny and long face, who looked cunning and fierce, a natural villain.

When he heard the three words "Zhao Baogang", Fangyan looked at him a few more times.

This Beijing-based director has produced many TV series, including "Never Forget You", "The Story of the Editorial Department", "Getting High", etc.

"It was fate that when auditioning for Four Generations Under One Roof, Old Lady Lin recruited him to play the traitor Qi Ruifeng."

The "Mrs. Lin" that Lu Xiaowei mentioned is Lin Ruwei, a veteran in the studio.

Zhao Baogang noticed that Teacher Fang was staring at him, and his face flushed. He was so angry that he said, "I am a shameless person. When I went to audition for Four Generations Under One Roof, Director Lin asked me who I wanted to play. I thought I would just pretend and say that I can play any role well. But later I found out that Chen Baoguo was right in front of me. He didn't dare to say that, but I said it, and I was so embarrassed."

"Hahaha!"

In an instant, the whole room burst into laughter. Chen Baoguo is now a famous actor.

With "Red, Orange, Yellow, Green, Indigo, Purple", he won the first Golden Eagle Award for Best Actor, which is no less than Chen Daoming, whom he supported.

Fangyan smiled, but his attention was drawn to the man next to Zhao Baogang, who was ugly and looked just like Chen Peisi, a real estate hooligan, a petty thief, an illegal trader, and a lackey. He didn't need to act, just poke him there.

"His name is Feng Xiaogang."

Zheng Xiaolong gave a brief introduction.

He was originally an artist in the labor union of Yanjing Urban Construction Company. Seeing that he was quite capable, they gave him a chance to be an intern in the film studio.

In fact, we just go to help wherever there is a shortage of people.

It just so happened that "The Horse Wrangler" was short of an art assistant to draw the scenery, so this person who had worked as an artist was asked to fill the position.

"Teacher Fang!"

When Feng Xiaogang saw Fangyan for the first time, he admired her and said: "I am so lucky to see you here. It is like looking up at the Big Dipper!"

Why do these words sound so familiar?
Fangyan thought about it and it seemed that Wang Shuo, Ye Jing and others had also said similar things.

Looking around, the entire TV drama production studio already has the rudiments of the Beijing circle, and only Ma Weidu, Wang Shuo, and Jiang Wen are missing.

Seeing Teacher Fang greeting him kindly, Feng Xiaogang trembled with excitement and climbed up with the help of the pole.

Since becoming an intern at a TV drama production studio, I have been cramming various literary knowledge every day.

From Shakespeare to Wan Jiabao, and then to Lu Xun, he devoured a large amount of literary materials, especially the dialect that was highly praised by Lu Xiaowei, Zheng Xiaolong, Lin Ruwei and others. He read every novel he had written since his debut over and over again.

The words he said were so corny that everyone present thought he had ulterior motives.

Faced with this sugar-coated bombardment, Fangyan smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "You are a good speaker."

"You are really good at judging people!"

Feng Xiaogang also felt that he was too enthusiastic and scratched his head embarrassedly.

Su Ya frowned, and while everyone was walking towards the building, she whispered, "Yanzi, that person just now..."

Fangyan lowered his voice: "You're full of jingles. You want to take the postgraduate entrance exam, right?"

Su Ya suppressed her smile and said, "You should be careful with this guy in the future. I always feel that he is trying to gain something by praising others so much."

"It's you who should be careful. I don't have many opportunities to meet him."

Fangyan reminded him, "As for you, from now on, we will see each other at work."

Su Ya said anxiously: "Then I will..."

"As the saying goes, don't hit a smiling person. If someone flatters you every day, you can't be angry with him."

Fangyan said: "Maybe this is his way of survival."

Su Ya thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the case. She turned around and looked at the person at the end of the crowd.

Feng Xiaogang grinned at everyone, but his eyes were always fixed on Fangyan's back. What's wrong with being a dog!
How many people want to be a dog for Teacher Fang but they don't have the chance! (End of this chapter)