Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

Although Luo Xue had a good relationship with him, this was her first time in a Mercedes-Benz. It took her a while to recover from her strange state:

"This car is really nice. It's very classy and stylish. It fits your status very well."

Zhang Xuan continued: "I didn't think much about it at the time. I mainly thought that Mercedes-Benz was more stable and comfortable to sit on, so I bought this one."

Luo Xue reached out and touched the seat, "Do you know how many girls want to ride in your Mercedes-Benz after four years at CUHK?"

Zhang Xuan looked at her.

Luo Xue grabbed the air with her hands exaggeratedly: "There are countless people who are eager to see you. It's a pity that you are so outstanding that not many women have the capital to sit down."

Then she joked to herself: "Now I am also someone who has ridden in a Mercedes-Benz."

Zhang Xuan was speechless: "Okay, don't praise me in different ways. If you use up all the vocabulary you have accumulated at once, how will you praise me next time?"

Luo Xue agreed: "Yes, I can't use too much force. I have to save some words to praise next time."

The car drove forward for a while, and when he saw Luo Xue choosing a breakfast restaurant through the window, Zhang Xuan said, "Actually, I came here after breakfast."

"ah?"

Luo Xue turned her head, thought for a moment and asked, "How about I treat you to a cup of coffee?"

Zhang Xuan asked with concern: "What about you? Have you had breakfast?"

Luo Xue said: "Actually, I have eaten it too."

Zhang Xuan nodded, "Well then, let's go have a cup of coffee."

Hearing this, Luo Xue said to Zhao Lei, who was driving in the front seat: "Sister, turn right at the red street light in front, and drive about 200 meters away. There is a coffee shop."

Zhao Lei smiled at her to express her acceptance.

Luo Xue said to Zhang Xuan: "This coffee shop has been open for some years. It is very famous in this area and it tastes good."

"Okay." Zhang Xuan is not very picky about drinking coffee.

The reason is that this thing is not particularly appetizing, and I would rather drink tea.

Entering the coffee shop, the old man ordered a cup of mocha.

Luo Xue ordered a glass of Blue Mountain, and after the waiter left, she said to him very seriously: "You saved me from my misery. I really don't know how to thank you."

Zhang Xuan waved his hand and said: "Seriously, I originally planned to come here in August, but I was too busy and forgot. It would be better for you not to remind me."

Luo Xue said what was in her heart: "Actually, I always thought that you just said something to coax me in order not to offend me.

Although I have always been looking forward to this, I didn't dare to take it seriously.

And you are a person who has many things to do every day, how can I have the nerve to disturb you? "

Zhang Xuan said: "Today I saw another side of you."

Luo Xue asked: "Are you like a little doormat, so useless?"

Zhang Xuan smiled and said nothing.

Luo Xue sighed: "I know what you mean, but I finally got into Guangfa Bank, so naturally I don't want to leave in despair.

But the reality is very cruel. I can’t use the temper I have had in the past 20 years here. A series of things have taught me to learn to endure hardship, learn to be tolerant, and learn to be patient.

After graduation and entering the society, I could no longer be a princess in the hands of my parents. I had to be strong. "

Zhang Xuan was silent after hearing this. Why was he not like this in his previous life?

Only after experiencing a lot can you grow up.

After a while, he asked: "What would you do if I didn't come?"

Luo Xue shook her head: "I don't know how to deal with it. Just stay for a while. If I really don't see a chance to turn around, I will leave and follow Linlin's example and work hard in a foreign company."

Zhang Xuan said: "Can you swallow this breath?"

Luo Xue said helplessly: "Until my ability and status cannot match my delicate personality, I have to swallow this breath, unless I choose to fight to the death.

But I am young and a graduate of a prestigious school, so naturally I would not make this choice.

They say all roads lead to Rome, if this one doesn’t work, try another one. I think most people will be like me. "

When the coffee came, Zhang Xuan took a sip of coffee and sincerely praised: "You have matured."

Luo Xue raised her chin: "That's because you supported me so that I could pretend to be mature. If you didn't come, I would hide and cry even if I couldn't go home."

This is human nature. Zhang Xuan smiled and asked, "How do you think your president will handle this matter?"

Luo Xue thought for a while and replied slyly: "I will tell you as soon as there are results."

Zhang Xuan gave a thumbs up.

Luo Xue said embarrassedly: "You are so smart, I made you laugh."

After drinking coffee, Zhang Xuan sent her back to the bank entrance, "You should read more and study more. If you have any questions, you can contact me."

Hearing this sudden instruction, Luo Xue was a little confused, but she still said gratefully: "Okay, thank you today."

"Don't say thank you anymore, you have already thanked me." Zhang Xuan responded with a smile.

Before getting off the bus, Luo Xue suddenly asked: "Would you like to rent a house for a while?"

Zhang Xuan was stunned and looked into her eyes.

Meeting his eyes, Luo Xue's face slowly turned red, she lowered her head and said, "The gap between you and me is huge. I'm afraid that no matter how hard I work in this life, I won't be able to repay you in the future."

Zhang Xuan looked away and said calmly: "You showed me your extremely good side today. Work hard, and one day you will become a master."

Hearing this, Luo Xue felt more at ease, and joked half-truthfully: "If you don't want to try something new while I'm still clean, the favor you invested in me will really go to waste. Don't regret it when you get older. "

Zhang Xuan smiled and leaned on the back seat: "Then let's wait until we get older."

Luo Xue opened the car door and turned around with one foot on the ground and asked, "Have you seen Zi Yu when you came from Yintai Mall this time?"

Zhang Xuanyuan hummed and said, "I've met her before. I had dinner with her last night."

After hearing this, Luo Xue closed the car door, stood outside and waved to him before entering Guangfa Bank.

Zhang Xuan saw her disappearing at the door and said to Zhao Lei, "Let's go back to CUHK."

The car moved, but the old man was silent.

After living two lives, he would naturally make assumptions about some things, but he was not willing to make random guesses about the things he cherished. This way, everything was fine for himself and others.

He is a person with shallow tears, and he is also a person who is afraid of being alone. He hopes that he has a few true friends. Such friends do not ask each other to help him, but just accompany him to relieve boredom in his free time.

It's always cold at high places. He used to envy this term. But if you really stand up, I believe that not many people like this feeling.

This is also the reason why he enthusiastically helps the two friends.

Nowadays, he basically doesn't ask for anything from anyone. Even if he asks for something, no one among his peers can help him. Everything he does is based on his heart.

Just like Luo Xue just now, it is probably true that she is willing to devote herself to repaying herself, but is it not Luo Xue's worst move? Doesn't she know? She must know. But there aren’t many choices in life.

With his mind buzzing with thoughts, he suddenly called out to Zhao Lei: "Stop the car."

Zhao Lei pulled the car over and followed her boss's gaze to the subway station not far away.

This is the Yangcheng Line 1 subway station, which was officially opened two months ago.

He stared blankly at the people coming and going outside for a while through the window. He felt that he was running around so fast, as if he was about to be derailed from the world, as if he was about to get rusty.

This is not a good sign.

The foundation of my life is writing. If I lose the soil I rely on for survival, I will not be able to write anything down-to-earth, no matter how many ideas I have in my mind.

He has written so many books, and he deeply understands the truth: It is one thing to have a head full of ideas for future generations, but it is another thing to write them out with the tip of a pen. Turning ideas into words is a very advanced skill. Expression techniques.

After gathering his thoughts, Zhang Xuan put on his baseball cap and glasses and said to Zhao Lei, "Come with me for a walk."

He just left as soon as he said it, he was very willful and didn't want to take care of it at all: If someone takes the subway and leaves, what should I do with the Mercedes-Benz?

For him, these are not things he needs to consider.

There are rows of telephone poles on the side of the road. The first impression of rural people when they enter the city is that the telephone poles in the city are different from those at home. The ones in their hometown are made of wood, while the ones in the city are made of cement.

Of course, the biggest difference is the various small advertisements on the cement pillars.

These ads are gray and white, smell of bitter melon, and full of temptation.

"I spend a lot of money to beg for a son. I am Wang Meiling, 29 years old, fair-skinned, charming, married to a billionaire from Hong Kong. Since my husband is infertile, I am looking for a man under 60 years old in the Mainland, with good character and good health, to marry me during my family visit. A mother’s dream”

Tsk tsk tsk.

Look, there are advertisements like this these days. Damn, I’ve learned a lot.

But let’s not talk about it. The person in the photo really has nothing to say. She is a pure and beautiful woman. If you don’t know what’s going on, oh! One look will definitely make you tempted.

No wonder there were so many people gathered under the telephone pole, and they were all men, that’s why.

Just as Zhang Xuan was shaking his head, a young man stretched out his hand and the advertisement was torn off.

The uncle next to me was a little unhappy, "I haven't finished reading yet, and I haven't written down the phone number yet. What are you doing?"

The young man looked at the uncle with particularly disdainful eyes and ran away with the small advertisement.

The uncle looked hurt, but he didn't dare to say anything because there were tattoos on the back of the young man's neck.

The old man holding the dog shook his head repeatedly and said, "This is a scam. This young man has blocked the disaster for you."

The uncle obviously didn't appreciate it, he cursed and left.

The old man didn't care, and turned to Zhang Xuan and said, "These people just came from the countryside and don't understand the depth of the water here. Young man, you have to learn from it."

Come on, this is a very enthusiastic old man!

Zhang Xuan was in a good mood and looked at other small advertisements.

"Hotel's signature public relations job, with a monthly salary of thousands, available to both men and women."

"The palace's secret recipe passed down from our ancestors can cure the disease. If it is invalid, you will be refunded."

"Carrying corpses in the crematorium, day shift costs 20 yuan per hour, night shift costs 100 yuan per hour, courage is required and under 40 years old. If interested, please contact 13XX"

There are more various missing persons notices, recruitment notices, and a corpse identification notice.

Looking along the way, Zhang Xuan discovered a phenomenon. The qigong advertisements that were very popular in the past few years were missing, which made him feel a lot more comfortable. He really couldn't understand the absurdity and distortion.

After reading A Telegraph Pole, I was really filled with memories. Many things that were about to disappear from my memory came to my mind again. It is easy to forget one’s roots when one is too distracted. It’s better to be like this.

With a sigh in his heart, Zhang Xuan entered the subway station. Before he had a car in his previous life, he was a frequent visitor to the subway, and he liked this form of transportation very much at that time.

The reason is that it is clean and does not cause motion sickness.

If you're lucky, hey, you can meet a beautiful woman, or watch various small theaters to relieve stress.

As the first subway in Yangcheng, Line 1 has only just opened, so there are quite a lot of people.

But fortunately, it's working time now, so there aren't enough fried dough sticks to be eaten before they are fried.

Buying a ticket and following the flow of people into the station, he didn't have any particular intention to go?

Get on the bus when it comes. The right thing is to collect the scenery, and the right thing is to settle yourself, keep yourself original, and return to yourself.

After passing one station safely, he was pushed forward by people pouring in from behind at the next station. It was okay if he didn't move, but his eyes lit up when he moved.

Not only was his eyes bright, but he also noticed that the men around him were looking at a woman in yellow clothes with a look of concern.

Oh my god, I just took the subway casually, but I didn't expect to encounter such a special person in the world on the subway.

So beautiful, so stunning!

Objectively speaking, this woman's appearance is really rare.

But after looking at it a few more times, he felt that the coat looked familiar.

Seeing Zhang Xuan looking directly at her, the woman in yellow clothes frowned, then turned her head and looked out of the car.

Um? Dislike yourself?

Zhang Xuan had so much experience in life that he could not misunderstand her. He still caught the flash of disgust in the depths of this woman's pupils just now.

After thinking for a while, the old man came to his senses. When he was just shaking his head and looking at the advertisement for "Girls Wanted for a Lot of Money," this woman seemed to pass by him, and the paper bag in her hand even scratched his thigh.

Although I didn't pay attention to her appearance at that time, the eye-catching yellow clothes were still very impressive, because among the large crowd nearby, this woman was the only one wearing yellow clothes.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xuan became depressed. It was not easy to meet a pleasant woman, but she actually left a sinful impression on others.

Guilty, innocent!

Grandma is a bear! I don’t have the face to stay any longer. We are people who want to save face after all, aren’t we?

Turn around and leave.

Squeeze, squeeze! Just when he was about to squeeze into other places, he noticed a man wearing glasses on his left side quietly looking at him. There was a lady with him.

Yo! Is it so exciting to go out today?

The first step was rejected by the beautiful woman, but the second step was to meet Ding Sanshi, one of the Three Musketeers on the Internet!

It sounds like the two of them are old acquaintances. Although they have never met in real life, they often had sex together at Pony's horse station.

Both wore glasses. But one is sunglasses and the other is glasses for myopia.

After looking at each other for a long time, Zhang Xuan became playful and suddenly said: "You have never seen such a good-looking man, have you?"

"Cough cough cough!"

One sentence made the serious Ding Sanshi break his guard. He choked and bent over and coughed non-stop.

When people around him saw Ding Sanshi like this, they subconsciously looked over.

Before Ding Sanshi could calm down, Zhang Xuan asked in a shameless joke, "Do you recognize me?"

Ding Sanshi waved his hand quickly: "No, no, I was dazzled just now and thought you were a junior high school classmate of mine whom I haven't contacted for many years."

"oh."

Zhang Xuan said, "I thought you were Mr. Ding, the boss of NetEase, but I didn't expect that we all recognized the wrong person."

After saying that, Zhang Xuan got off the subway. He was not happy with being looked down upon by others. He planned to transfer to the next train and try to be in a good mood.

Ding Sanshi watched Zhang Xuan get out of the car and remained silent for a long time.

But the lady next to me asked: "Who is he? You seem to be very interested in him."

Ding Sanshi half-turned his head: "You didn't recognize him?"

The lady searched through her memory and shook her head: "Wearing sunglasses, it's hard to recognize. I don't think I've seen them before."

Ding Sanshi scratched his head with his right hand: "It's my fault. I forgot that you came from the other side of the strait. It's understandable that you're not that familiar with him."

The lady, Ding Sanshi's current girlfriend, asked curiously: "Then who is he? Why did you keep staring at him just now?"

Ding Sanshi reminded: "He often appears in newspapers and is the most famous person in Yangcheng."

After hearing this, a figure flashed in the lady's mind. When the figure overlapped with the black and white photo in the newspaper, she was very surprised:

"Zhang Xuan? He is the great writer who wrote the book?"

Ding Sanshi nodded: "That's him."

The lady's voice couldn't help but grow louder: "Is it really Zhang Xuan? You won't admit your mistake?"

Ding Sanshi said: "I saw his profile last time at the airport. It's unmistakable."

The lady was confused: "Why would someone like him come to the subway?"

Ding Sanshi pondered for a while and guessed: "Writing needs to be close to real life. I guess it's for inspiration."

Listening to the conversation between the two, everyone around them felt a little dizzy. Many people felt sorry that they had missed it and didn't take a closer look at what Zhang Xuan looked like.

The beautiful woman raised her eyelids, her eyes wandered around Ding Sanshi and the two, and then continued to look out of the car.

It's been a long time since I took the subway. Zhang Xuan took it from beginning to end and didn't get home until about two o'clock in the afternoon.

Du Shuangling and Zou Qingzhu have classes and are not here.

I rummaged around, ate something to fill my stomach, took a shower and went to the study.

When he was preparing to read and write, he thought of Ding Sanshi. He found it interesting and directly opened the computer and entered the horse station.

Unexpectedly, before he said anything, he found Ding Sanshi blowing water inside.

Ding Sanshi: Let me tell you, I encountered an interesting thing on the subway today.

Pony cheered: What happened?

Ding Sanshi: I saw Zhang Xuan on the subway today. What do you think he was doing?

Soldier: That Zhang Xuan who wrote the book?

Ding Sanshi: Of course, it’s not that Zhang Xuan. What’s the point of me telling you about it as a passerby?

Wu Ying: What is he doing?

Ding Sanshi: Can you guess? It's really fun, I didn't expect him to be such a person.

Pony: No, how could he get on the subway?

Ding Sanshi: My girlfriend asked similar questions, but I refused to answer.

Pony:.

Soldier: Looking at beautiful women?

Ding Sanshi: How did you win the first guess?

Soldier: What else can you do on the subway? They are all human beings, either men or women, and they must be looking at beautiful women.

Pony: Have you done this often?

Soldier: Occasionally, I did it when I was bored.

Wu Ying: What interests me is, is that woman beautiful?

Ding Sanshi: Beautiful.

Pony: How beautiful?

Ding Sanshi: It's very beautiful. I can't describe it to you. Let me put it this way, I was moved by it at just one glance.

Soldier: Your girlfriend didn’t pull your ears?

Ding Sanshi: Don’t worry, she has always been very open-minded in this regard. Let me appreciate it together.

Pony: Has this great writer hooked up with a beautiful woman?

Ding Sanshi: Hahaha, I just want to share this with you. Zhang Xuan is despised. Got it? He looks like a human but is actually disliked by others! Hahaha

Mmp, this Ding Sanshi is not a good guy, he is simply bad!

Wu Ying: Can’t? As far as I know, his charisma is boundless. There is a widely recognized lover in our circle who is fascinated by him, and how can he still be disliked by passers-by on the subway?

Ding Sanshi: It’s absolutely true, hahaha.

Soldier: Did he do something inelegant?

Ding Sanshi: Not really. I just wore a pair of sunglasses and looked at people openly from the front.

Pony: If it were me, I would take off my sunglasses.

Wu Ying: If she really took off her sunglasses, I guess this woman wouldn’t be able to escape the clutches of the devil.

Soldier: That’s not necessarily true. It’s good to have a lot of girls.

Wu Ying: Lao Lei, last time I invited you to dinner, you saw that Oriole, do you still remember it?

Soldier: Beautiful lady, very impressive.

Wu Ying: She is the youth of all our boys, but she fell into it when she met the man named Zhang, and she has not yet come out.

Soldier: So serious?

Wu Ying: So if I take off my sunglasses, Lao Ding will probably not be able to smile anymore and his teeth will be sore.

Pony: Money is such a good thing.

Wu Ying: Money is indeed a good thing, but when it reaches a certain level, talent is more attractive.

I am the boss: Why don’t you welcome me today?

Pony: Didn't notice you come in.

Wu Ying: Speaking of beauties, who is paying attention to you?

Ding Sanshi: Boss, let me share something with you. I was on the subway.

Zhang Xuan watched him babbling in silence, thinking: Before these people became famous, they were still very down-to-earth and not as tall as they imagined.

After playing with them for a while, Zhang Xuan, who felt that he was running out of time, finally quit and continued to read fantasy books and ponder the stories.

A house in Shaanxi.

Lao Chen was sitting in front of the window smoking at this time. Since "White Deer Plain" won the Mao Dun Literature Award, his whole mental outlook has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Looking at the pedestrians coming and going outside, the sorrow of the past disappeared, replaced by leisure and contentment.

Jingle bell. Jingle bell.

At a certain moment, the landline phone behind him suddenly rang. Lao Chen, who was thinking about what to write next, quickly got up and picked it up.

"Old Chen, it's me."

The voice of Zouping, editor-in-chief of People's Literature, came from the other end of the phone.

Old Chen's heart moved and he asked, "Come out?"

"Come out." Zouping said.

Lao Chen asked: "How is it?"

Zou Ping said slowly: "I stayed up late these days to read it, and my level is very high."

Lao Chen knew this good friend's temperament. He rarely praised others, and the word "very high" almost reached the limit of praise.

Thinking back to his original "White Deer Plain", Lao Chen only used one word "good" to describe it.

With his thoughts at this point, Lao Chen said with itch, "I'll come to the capital in the afternoon."

Zouping said: "I have to work overtime tonight and I don't have time to entertain you. When you arrive, go directly to my house. The copy is in my study. You can read it yourself."

"become."

Businessmen love money, and literati have a special liking for good works. Now Lao Chen can't wait to see what level of "very high" his old friend talks about?

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