Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

A private room off campus.

Zhang Xuan got to know the other three girls in Du Shuangling's dormitory at close range: Xiaoxiao, Zhao Kexin, and Liao Mary.

Among the three girls, Mary Liao, whose name is a bit unpleasant, has the best appearance. She has a round face, a student head, and big eyes with double eyelids. She has a cute style.

Being famous is not as good as meeting. It was the first time I met the famous Zhang Xuan. The other three women were not very relaxed at first, but after drinking a few glasses of beer, they slowly became more active.

The old man observed that the people with the highest status in the dormitory were Shuangling, Wenhui and Xiaoxiao.

I won’t talk about Shuang Ling and Wen Hui, but Zhao Kexin and Liao Mary are obviously a trio with Xiaoxiao as the core.

After returning to the teacher's apartment after the show, Du Shuangling helped him answer his questions, "Xiaoxiao's parents are both professors at Zhongda University, her grandparents are retired cadres who graduated from Tsinghua University, and her aunt works in the Provincial Department of Education."

Come on, I heard that Xiaoxiao was born with a golden key in her mouth.

Zhang Xuan asked with concern: "How are people? Are they easy to get along with?"

Du Shuangling said: "It's hard to get along with me if I'm not familiar with him. But once I get to know him, he's a very warm-hearted person. We've always had a good relationship in the dormitory since our sophomore year."

Zhang Xuan joked: "Of course it's true. Zhao Kexin and Liao Marry obviously revolve around Xiaoxiao. Our two actresses are the beauties of the Academy, and Wen Hui is a pianist. Even if Xiaoxiao is a fool, he will not offend you."

Du Shuangling patted his arm and said with a smile: "How can you arrange people like this?

But others dare not look down on me. The most important thing is that I have a good boyfriend. "

Zhang Xuan hugged her sideways, put her in his arms and said, "I don't know about my wife yet? Even without me, you will never suffer any loss wherever you go."

Du Shuangling smiled broadly and slowly kissed him.

After getting addicted, she asked: "Dear, how is the progress of the mobile phone project?"

Ever since Zhang Xuan told her that he would marry her after the phone had some success, Du Shuangling was now interested in the phone and would occasionally ask questions.

Zhang Xuan said: "This is a big project, and it is still in the research and development stage. It will not be so fast in a short period of time. It is estimated that some results will not be seen until the second half of next year."

Du Shuangling calculated the time and found that it would take several years for him to study for graduate school. If there would be results in the second half of next year, there seemed to be no rush.

Zhang Xuan continued: "I'll take you to Shanghai during the winter vacation. Aren't you going to open a piano shop with Wen Hui? By the way, we'll do it together."

Zhang Xuan pretended to be stunned: "Do you want to go to the hospital for a check-up?"

Du Shuangling glanced at her and said coquettishly, "Is my dear a fool?"

"oh?"

She narrowed her eyes and asked, "Do you think people have reincarnation?"

Zhang Xuan was confused: "Why are you interested in discussing this today?"

Du Shuangling told him, "Didn't I go shopping with Wenhui and Qingzhu during the day? We went to Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva Temple in the middle of the day. After burning incense and worshiping Buddha, the three of us discussed this issue."

Zhang Xuan laughed and said: "You three are quite relaxed and relaxed, and you are actually talking about such a profound issue."

Du Shuangling hummed twice and said comfortably: "I don't want to leave you. I want to stay with you in the next life."

Zhang Xuan paused and pressed his forehead lovingly against hers: "If there is another life, we will definitely still be together."

"real?"

"Really, I will come to you and take you home!"

Hearing this, Du Shuangling became emotional instantly. She kissed him and said in a deep voice, "Take me to the bedroom. I want to be with you right now."

"Okay!" Zhang Xuan lowered his head and leaned forward, stood up stickyly, and went to the bedroom.

The wind picked up and it rained.

Yangcheng ushered in the first cold wave of winter at the end of 1996.

Lao Deng put away his umbrella, stamped his feet and complained: "What the hell is God doing? It's so cold in Yangcheng. I haven't seen it in many years."

Du Shuangling poured a cup of hot tea for Lao Deng. Knowing that the two of them had something to talk about, he went upstairs.

When the door closed, Lao Deng drank tea, listened to the sound of the piano upstairs, and sighed:

"I knew from the beginning that Wenhui was not a simple girl, and I was attracted by her temperament. I never imagined that she would now be a world-famous pianist."

Zhang Xuan nodded: "Listen more while you have the chance now. If you still want to listen in the future, you will probably have to pay to watch the show live."

Lao Deng patted his thigh with his right hand: "If I, Lao Deng, were 15 years younger, I would also want to chase this girl. It would be really annoying."

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes: "Do you think she can like you?"

Lao Deng hesitated and argued: "After all, I, Lao Deng, am a handsome young man who was admitted to Tsinghua University at the age of 16. I still have a chance."

Zhang Xuan teased: "Can I help you ask during dinner tonight?"

Lao Deng's face collapsed, and he quickly waved his hand: "Then forget it, Rooney will kill half of my life."

As he spoke, he sighed again: "This man is obviously getting worse as he gets older. I've been wondering now, should I go see a Chinese medicine doctor? To replenish my body?"

When he heard about seeing a Chinese medicine doctor, Zhang Xuan remembered Yang Yongjian's words: "Tomorrow, I will take you somewhere tomorrow."

Lao Deng raised his head: "Do you still have a place like this?"

Zhang Xuan said: "My friend told me, let's go and see it together."

Lao Deng suddenly said: "You are young, you can't sleep in bed, right?"

Zhang Xuan said contemptuously: "What are you talking about? This is called preparing for a rainy day. Seeing your hair thinning day by day and your frequent sweating, I can imagine you being bullied by Rooney in bed."

Thinking of what happened in bed, Lao Deng shook his head: "As we get older, men become more and more timid, while women become more and more fierce. It's really unfair."

After chatting and spanking for a while, Lao Deng got down to business.

Old Deng took out a document from his briefcase and gave it to him: "This is Yintai Capital's detailed financial statement for the past six months. You are the big boss, so you can read it."

It is said that brothers settle accounts clearly, involving money, and it is a large amount of money. Zhang Xuan never takes care of things, so he took the report and read it carefully.

In the middle, he asked: "How is Yang Jia at Lao Qian's place? I asked you to check it out last time, but you haven't told me the news yet."

Lao Deng put down his tea cup and said, "I blame you for this. I drank too much with Qian Shili that time and actually forgot about it.

But don't worry, Yang Jia lived a good life in those little days. People say that the peach blossoms complement each other's face, and now she has beautiful skin and is a little fatter. "

Zhang Xuan said: "That's good. I've always wanted to see her, but I've never been able to go. I'll have to go see her when I have time."

I spent half an hour checking the report. I didn't understand some parts, so I asked Lao Deng for advice.

Finally, he put the financial statements on the coffee table: "Lao Deng has done a good job this year. The company's capital is almost over 100 million."

Old Deng helped his eyes: "Thanks to the good market conditions, every pig that entered the stock market this year made money."

Thinking of the "twelve gold medals" awarded in succession some time ago, Zhang Xuan was deeply impressed.

Lao Deng revealed the news: "I have been paying attention to my colleagues on Wall Street recently. They are building momentum for Southeast Asia. I guess they will take action."

Zhang Xuanming knew the truth and asked: "How to say it?"

Lao Deng said: "I have a college classmate who works on Wall Street. We often discuss this issue on the phone: Wall Street's public opinion attacks on Southeast Asian countries are getting more intense now, which is a prelude to the coming storm."

In fact, anyone who aspires to make a name for themselves in the financial world has noticed this phenomenon.

Zhang Xuan asked: "What do you think?"

Lao Deng pondered for a while and said seriously: "I am thinking about their actions. If there is money to be made, I will definitely follow them and get a piece of the pie."

Zhang Xuan pretended to ask: "When do you expect them to take action?"

Lao Deng shook his head: "It's impossible to guess, but it will definitely not be so fast."

Zhang Xuan thought for a while: "Actually, I also noticed what you said, but I'm just confused about a lot of things.

If there is any big event after the new year, call me and I will go and watch the excitement. "

At this moment, a child's cry came from downstairs, and Lao Deng stood up: "Okay, I'll call you when the time comes.

By the way, didn't you guys bring in a new batch of wine? Did I enjoy it, Lao Deng? "

"Dare I say no? Aren't you just here to catch the autumn breeze today?" With that said, Zhang Xuan went to the study.

His thoughts were exposed, Lao Deng grinned happily and did not feel embarrassed.

Lao Deng left, happily holding a bottle of Maotai and a bottle of Petrus.

Zhang Xuan went back to his study to continue writing.

Due to my hard work these days, I have now written 1.06 million words, and it is expected to be completed within a week.

Opening the curtains, unscrewing the cap of the pen, and opening the ink bottle, Zhang Xuan sat on the chair and listened quietly to the piano.

Somehow, I couldn't help but think of the piano player.

Ever since Uemura Wenhui told him that she wanted to go back to Shanghai to study for graduate school, the relationship between the two has become much more normal.

In the past three months, Zhang Xuan had hardly had much contact with her in private.

One is that he is too busy.

Second, Du Shuangling was there, and Wenhui had been carefully avoiding him.

The third is that the old man is calming down.

His thoughts drifted away, and half an hour passed accidentally. It was not until the piano music upstairs changed that he woke up from his own world.

Pick up the pen, touch the draft book, and start writing.

Time passed from noon to afternoon unknowingly. During this period, Du Shuangling quietly opened the door three times to watch him.

The first two times I saw him immersed in writing, I didn't dare to disturb him.

When he saw him stretching for the third time, Du Shuangling brought him a cup of hot tea:

"How long will it take to finish writing? The instructor just told me to go have dinner at 6 o'clock."

Zhang Xuan took the tea and took a sip. "I've finished writing it today. I just need to check it carefully and make revisions."

Du Shuangling put her hands on his shoulders and said softly while massaging: "There are only 12 minutes until 6 o'clock. How about we go down for dinner first and come back later to change?"

Although this situation could not be sustained, he thought that it would not be completed in a short while, so he agreed.

Lamb hot pot for dinner.

The old man was not empty-handed, so he took two more bottles of Maotai and went down.

Zhang Xuan, Du Shuangling, Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, plus Lao Deng and his wife, six acquaintances sat around and had a lively meal.

Rooney picked up the wine and shouted to everyone: "I haven't had a good drink after giving birth. It's cold today. You can drink with me to your heart's content."

Thinking that their time in college was running out and their fate was coming to an end, everyone felt that their fate was hard-won, so they all picked up their cups and drank together.

The result was that Rooney drank herself down.

Also falling down at the same time were Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu, who were said to be drunk.

Seeing Wenhui sitting there very dignified, Old Deng asked: "Wenhui, can you still drink?"

Wen Hui smiled knowingly, then shook her head: "It's not good, I'm a little dizzy."

Having eaten together so many times, Lao Deng probably knew that Wenhui had the best drinking capacity among the three girls, but it was not good at all, so he immediately stopped trying to persuade her.

Lao Deng explored the wine bottle and said to Zhang Xuan: "There is still one glass left, shall we share it?"

Zhang Xuan refused: "You know me, I will fight to the end. You can drink it yourself. This little wine won't stop you."

When it comes to his drinking capacity, Lao Deng is very proud: "When it comes to drinking, Lao Deng has been dissatisfied with others all his life, except Wang Li. That guy goes to bars every day. He drinks a lot."

After not seeing Wang Li for a long time, Wen Hui rarely interrupted: "Is Teacher Wang Li married?"

Lao Deng replied: "Coming soon, I heard that I met a primary school teacher on a blind date a while ago. I have been dating him for a few months now. If nothing unexpected happens, I will get married by the end of the year."

Then Lao Deng added: "But they don't plan to make wine. She said it was her second marriage and she wanted to keep a low profile. It seems that Wang Li is finally on the right track. I am happy for her, Lao Deng."

Zhang Xuan is also happy for her. After all, she is also his confidant. Of course, he hopes that her life will be better and better.

Accompanied by chatting, when Lao Deng finished his last glass of white wine, the dinner party was over.

Zhang Xuan looked at Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu who were lying on the sofa, rubbing his swollen temples and feeling worried.

Lao Deng joked next to him: "Don't think about me helping. I wouldn't help Lao Deng even if I were killed."

Zhang Xuan rolled his eyes, picked up Du Shuangling and went to the second floor.

Wen Hui was very discerning and followed him to the second floor and took the key to open the door.

Putting Du Shuangling on the bed, taking off her shoes, covering her with a quilt, closing the door, they returned to the first floor to carry Zou Qingzhu on her back.

After carrying Comrade Zou Qingzhu to the third floor and following the same pattern, the world was finally at ease, and Zhang Xuan and Wen Hui both exited the bedroom.

Just as they closed the bedroom door, the two paused and then looked at each other in tacit understanding.

They didn't speak for a long time, and the two of them didn't know what to say for a while?

They looked at each other, and in the end it was Wen Hui who took the lead to break the deadlock: "It's not too early, don't you still have to revise the draft? Go get to work quickly, and rest early after finishing your work."

"Um."

Zhang Xuanyuan hummed, but did not move. He stared at her, and all the emotions he had accumulated for several months burst out at this moment.

Wen Hui felt it, but she didn't dare to answer it. Instead, she took a step to the side, lowered her head and walked around him back to the master bedroom.

Zhang Xuan didn't make any move. After watching her close the bedroom door, he reached out and patted his cheek, walked to the door, changed his shoes and went out.

Hearing the door closing outside the living room, Wen Hui, who was leaning against the door in the master bedroom, suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. Then she slowly walked to the bed, lay down on her stomach, and covered her head with a pillow.

She is very conflicted now. She has succeeded in studying at CUHK, but she doesn’t know whether to stay or not?

I really can't let go of Shuangling and Qingzhu, and I can't let go of everything here. This is the freest time she has had since she grew up. She cherishes it and enjoys it very much.

But if he stays, he

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