Rebirth of the Great Era 1993

He went to bed at ten o'clock in the evening, and when he woke up again, it was already past five o'clock in the morning.

Maybe it was spring, but it was already bright outside and we could see the road.

After quietly looking at the person next to him for a while, Zhang Xuan struggled with his thoughts, and finally overcame his laziness and quietly got up.

I’m getting ready to wash up and write. Time doesn’t wait for me, so I have to hurry up.

The door opens, the door closes.

Du Shuangling opened her eyes in time on the bed, stared at the door for a while, then closed her eyes and went to sleep.

After 8 o'clock in the morning, Zhang Xuan and the three of them had breakfast and went back to their room to continue writing.

After 11 o'clock, Zhang Xuan, who had finished writing 6,000 words, put the pen aside, rubbed his sore eyes, stretched his muscles, and finally went to the kitchen.

Zou Qingzhu had all the ingredients ready, and when the pot was ready, he asked Zhang Xuan, "When will your guests arrive?"

Zhang Xuan looked at him here and there, and replied, "I'm going to pick them up right now. You can cook the game and bracken first, and the Huaiyang dishes last."

"good."

There is a lot of rain in spring, and the rain is endless. Zhang Xuan took Du Shuangling with him, and they were waiting at the south gate on time.

Waiting is the most painful thing.

10 minutes passed and no one was seen.

20 minutes passed and still no one was seen.

Half an hour passed. Zhang Xuan was a little depressed and asked Du Shuangling: "Are you tired? Why don't you go back and rest first?"

Du Shuangling shook his head and said softly: "I'm not tired. I'll wait with you, Sister Tao..."

At this moment, Du Shuangling had sharp eyes. Before he finished speaking, he tugged on Zhang Xuan's sleeves, looked at a van that was slowly approaching and asked:

"Is it this car?"

Zhang Xuan turned around and took a look around, just in time to see Tao Ge smiling at the two of them from the car, opening and opening his mouth as if he was talking to the people in the car.

The next second, the other three people in the car all looked at Zhang Xuan and the two of them. After a while, their eyes passed over Du Shuangling and finally stopped on Zhang Xuan.

young!

Too young!

This is the intuitive feeling of several people.

Even though Tao Ge had told a few people a long time ago, Zhang Xuan was still a college student, very young.

But Hong Zhenbo was still in a daze, wondering in his heart, how could this young face write such a sophisticated work as "The Wind"?

Besides, it is said that there is a better novel in the process of being written...

The car turned a corner, the car came over, and stopped next to the two of them.

Tao Ge got out of the car as quickly as possible and introduced both parties while holding an umbrella.

People’s Literature has three people here this time. They are editor-in-chief Hong Zhenbo, Tao Ge, and a photographer.

This photographer is the same person as last time.

Hong Zhenbo has a square face, a hunched head, and a pair of glasses. His whole body exudes an aura of reading poetry and books. It feels particularly clean.

In addition to the three people from People's Literature, there is also a middle-aged man in his 50s.

The middle-aged man is named Jiang Bai. He is dressed in a different style, a gray tunic suit. He is still in his prime but has a head full of white hair.

Jiang Bai got off the car and walked over to Zhang Xuan with excitement on his face: "Are you really a student of CUHK?"

Zhang Xuan didn't know what the other party meant and was confused, but he still answered sincerely: "Yes, what are you doing?"

Jiang Bai volunteered and introduced: "I am also from CUHK. I am the deputy dean of the Faculty of Arts of CUHK, and I was a college classmate with Editor-in-Chief Hong."

Zhang Xuan, "..."

What a coincidence, isn't it?

No wonder Tao Ge didn't let him answer the phone. It turned out that there was an acquaintance here.

After listening to Jiang Bai and Zhang Xuan chatting for a while, Hong Zhenbo stretched out his hand with a smile on his face when Zhang Xuan looked at him:

"In March, I have long admired your name!"

Zhang Xuan hurriedly stretched out his hand, shook it, and responded politely: "No, you are trying to offend me."

"Gulu gulu..."

Just when the two of them were about to exchange a few words and get closer to each other, suddenly, Hong Zhenbo made a sound in his stomach.

My stomach is growling, growling like thunder, and I feel hungry when I hear it.

The air suddenly froze, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward.

But fortunately, Hong Zhenbo is very informal. The next second he touched his belly, smiled to himself, and said directly:

"Haha, I'm hungry and need to eat. March, let's go to your house first and eat something to fill your stomach."

Everyone is like this, what else can I say? Zhang Xuan agreed with a smile and led the way, taking several people back to the second floor of the teacher's apartment.

Opening the door, Du Shuangling warmly greeted several people to sit down and poured tea enthusiastically.

Zhang Xuan walked into the kitchen and asked Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, "How is the food? Can we start dinner?"

Wen Hui nodded lightly: "Yes. Only the last duck soup is left. The other dishes are all being heated in the steamer."

With that said, Wen Hui took off her apron and served the dishes to the table with Zhang Xuan and Zou Qingzhu.

Tao Ge saw two new faces coming out of the kitchen and asked Zhang Xuan, "Are these your classmates?"

Zhang Xuan took the initiative to introduce: "This is Wen Hui and this is Zou Qingzhu. They are good friends of me and the two actors."

At this point, Zhang Xuan gave a thumbs up and said proudly: "You may look like a beautiful girl, but your cooking skills are just like this! They are top notch! I specially sacrificed my face to ask for it."

There were strangers in the room, especially when he learned that Jiang Bai was the leader of the Faculty of Arts at CUHK, Zou Qingzhu couldn't let go.

Wen Hui, on the other hand, sat down and chatted with Tao Ge and others like a normal person.

The dishes are very rich, including three Huaiyang dishes, three Hunan dishes, and three Cantonese dishes.

Eight dishes, one soup, nine bowls!

hard!

Zhang Xuan stood up and poured wine for Hong Zhenbo, then poured it for Jiang Bai, Tao Ge, and the photographer, and then gave another drink to Du Shuangling, Wen Hui, and Zou Qingzhu.

Finally, he filled it up for himself, picked up the cup and said to Hong Zhenbo: "Uncle Hong, you have worked hard all the way. Come, I give you this cup! Thank you for your support and care!..."

Hong Zhenbo was not a big drinker, but he drank this glass of wine liberally. Afterwards, he even poured a glass of wine in return for Zhang Xuan and the four of them.

After toasting Jiang Bai, Zhang Xuan said to Tao Ge on the left: "Come, I'll toast you this cup."

Tao Ge looked at him with big eyes, "You've already said a bunch of toasts to others, so why don't you plan to say something about me?"

Zhang Xuan was speechless, but when he saw Hong Zhenbo looking at the two of him with interest, he suddenly felt blessed and rolled around pretending to be very familiar:

"You are already my sister, and you still care about this with me? I won't say anything anyway. Just do it first out of respect. You can do whatever you want."

After saying that, Zhang Xuan raised his head and drank the glass to the end. It was just beer. This was nothing. It was less than two bottles in one round.

Seeing that Zhang Xuan realized what he meant, Tao Ge gave Ji an appreciative look and drank to the end.

After the outsiders paid their respects, Zhang Xuan said to Wen Hui and Zou Qingzhu, "Let's have a drink."

I didn’t even bother to say thank you. They were so familiar with each other that everything went without saying anything.

Hong Zhenbo was really hungry, and his chopsticks kept wandering among the three Huaiyang dishes. He was not polite at all, and he ate a lot while praising:

"This Huaiyang cuisine is well cooked and down-to-earth. I can taste the taste of my mother when I was a child. I haven't felt so comfortable eating it in many years."

Then he raised his head and asked Wen Hui: "Little girl, your craftsmanship is amazing. You should be from both sides of the Huaihe River, right?"

Wen Hui replied gently: "I am from Yangzhou."

Hong Zhenbo specially poured a glass of wine, raised it and said to Wen Hui: "Yangzhou, Yangzhou is a good place, my grandmother is from Yangzhou. Come, I toast you with this glass, thank you for letting me eat such good food, it is well worth it." OK."

Tao Ge lowered his voice and said to Zhang Xuan: "You have a good idea. You have already found this girl. I think after this meal, the chance of winning is at least 10% better."

Zhang Xuan was surprised at first, and then he was so happy that he couldn't help but whisper: "Really?"

Tao Ge smiled and nodded, and whispered: "Uncle Hong doesn't like wine, so don't toast later. He loves tea and delicious food.

I brought two boxes of tea in my bag. You can take them as gifts when the time comes. "

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