Mr. Tan's Mr. Tan

Seven years ago, during the No.20 third basketball competition of University W, Tan Jiping, as one of the directors of University W, was invited by the school to sit on the judging panel.

For the sake of his mother, Tan Jiping took time out of his busy schedule to watch the basketball game. He only planned to watch one game, and he was very busy.

Tan Xiao led the team from the finance department into the arena. The moment they left the arena, the screams almost toppled the roof of the gymnasium.

Tan Jiping caught that eye-catching young man at a glance.

Exciting entrance music began to play on the basketball court.

The young man waved his hand towards the auditorium, the corners of his lips raised, his soft short black hair fluttered up and down with slightly undulating movements, and he was dressed in a large white basketball uniform like the players around him, but he couldn't hide his aura from the inside out. Distributed warm temperament.

Tan Jiping squinted his eyes, but he didn't realize that he couldn't let go of the boy.

After the boy greeted the audience, he suddenly noticed the judges' seat, smiled and waved his arms towards the judges' seat.

Across the noisy crowd, Tan Jiping and Tan Xiao met for the first time, and their eyes met for the first time.

The world freezes at this moment.

With just one glance, in the gymnasium with thousands of people, Tan Jiping only sees that handsome young man with a beautiful smile.

Tan Jiping picked up the water bottle and moistened his parched throat.

He had the illusion that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

He watched every game of the day.

The teenager jumped on the court, controlled the ball, shot, and cooperated beautifully with his teammates. He was running and sweating in a vigorous figure, and his face was full of nervousness or excitement.

Tan Jiping drank up a bottle of water and opened another.

After the game, the boy and his two teammates practiced together on the field. He watched quietly for a while, stepped on the field with leather shoes, and snatched the basketball with a stride.

The boy raised his eyebrows in astonishment, and immediately caught up. Tan Jiping, in a suit and leather shoes, did not lose the wind. The two of them came and went, and a short friendly match kicked off.

"What's your name?" Tan Jiping made a fake left shot, turned around, and neatly avoided Tan Xiao's interception.

"Tan Xiao, what about you?" Tan Xiao smiled, and persevered to keep up.

The moment Tan Xiao smiled at him, Tan Jiping lost his hand. Tan Xiao patted the ball and ran to the three-point line, leaped forward, and the basketball drew a beautiful parabola in the air, a hollow ball, and scored.

The ball bounced back from behind, and Tan Jiping caught it smoothly.

Tan Xiao's smile widened, Tan Jiping threw the ball to him and said, "Tan Jiping."

Tan Xiao slapped the basketball up and down, smiled Qiaopanxi, and said, "It's really a fate, our surname is Tan, and we were one family 500 years ago."

It will be a family in the future.

Tan Jiping heard himself saying this in his heart.

There is a very old and vulgar word that can intuitively express his feelings at that time, love at first sight.

Fate is such a thing, once it is opened, it is extremely wonderful.

The second time Tan Jiping met Tan Xiao was because of a debate, and Tan Jiping was still sitting on the judging panel—but this time, he asked to come on his own initiative.

He saw Tan Xiao's name on the entry list attached to the invitation email sent by W University, so he came.

Meng Lin even confirmed with him three times when he heard that he took the initiative to participate in this kind of non-work-related activities.

Tan Jiping himself was also very surprised. When he saw the word Tan Xiao, the boy he had met once automatically appeared in his mind.

Then I laughed.

The topic of debate is very sharp - whether homosexuality is a reasonable existence.

Tan Xiao took a square stand, wearing a black suit and sitting in the position of the first debater, with a smile on his face.

The opponent's first argument was from S University, and the two schools were fighting against each other. Because the topic was sensitive, the small auditorium was rarely full of people.

The opposing side choked up as soon as the debate opened, occupying the moral high ground and being aggressive.

Tan Jiping frowned when he heard about "blocking the important task of continuing the fire of human life" and "going against common sense and having anti-social consciousness".

People in the audience are also discussing heatedly.

"I don't agree with Zheng Fang's point of view." Tan Xiao stood up and faced the microphone, buttoning up his suit jacket, and his voice spread throughout the venue.

"The philosopher Hegel once said that what exists is rational, and what is rational must exist."

"There are many famous homosexuals in Chinese history, for example, Wei Linggong and Mi Zixia, Gongwei and Wang Qi, Qi Jinggong and Yuren, Chen Wendi and Han Zigao, etc. Homosexual love has been passed down from ancient times to the present. There are too many examples to enumerate, so it can be seen that same-sex love has existed since ancient times.”

"Looking at the present, taking the United States as an example, the incidence of homosexuality can reach 10%, and in some cities it can even reach 20%. , then, since he is not genetically inherited, where did the huge homosexual group come from? And what made them go on this road of no return in the eyes of most people without hesitation?"

Tan Xiao smiled shallowly, with affection at the end of his eyes, his eyes were bright and clear, revealing warmth.

"Because love is uncontrolled, love is spontaneous, and love should not be restricted. He is justified, existent, sacred, beautiful, and worthy of affirmation, just like heterosexuality. You cannot criticize this love , just as you cannot criticize other forms of love."

The scene was silent for two seconds, and then there was a round of applause.

Tan Jiping will always think of that moment, the boy in his memory telling everyone without fear that love is love, regardless of gender.

So proud, so confident.

Let Tan Jiping be defeated and willing to fall.

……

Tan Xiao got up early the next morning, holding a bouquet of Bai Baihe in his hand, and drove for half an hour to Chengxi Cemetery in L City.

The cemetery has been expanded and is much larger.

Having not been here for four years, Tan Xiao was a little confused looking at the rows of tombstones that looked the same.

The uncle guarding the tomb was sweeping the ground carelessly with a broom, stopped when he heard footsteps, stared at it for a while with cloudy eyes, and walked over dragging a big broom made of yellow bamboo strips.

Tan Xiao stood where he was, and smiled at the old man.

The sun hadn't risen yet, and the sky was grey.

"Son, who are you coming to see?" the uncle asked.

Tan Xiao was stunned for a moment, and then replied obediently: "Ding Mengqing."

The uncle nodded, and silently walked ahead to lead the way, "Follow me."

The two of them walked a winding path in silence, and the uncle brought him to Ding Mengqing's tombstone, "Here it is."

Tan Xiao responded with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work."

The uncle waved his hand, "It's just work. Son, did you come here a few years ago?"

Tan Xiao put down the lily, and made a slight sign. He had indeed been here before going to the United States. He looked at the uncle, "Yes, may I ask who you are?"

The uncle smiled heartily, "I am the guardian of this cemetery."

Tan Xiao nodded and smiled politely.

Seeing the handsome young man, the uncle felt a little more relieved in his eyes. He didn't remember what he wanted to say, so he left with a broom.

Tan Xiao looked at the boxy black-and-white photo on the tombstone. On it was Tan Jiping's mother, a Jiangnan woman who was soft on the outside and strong on the inside. The years were extremely gentle to her. She was still beautiful in middle age, just like a little girl in her early twenties. girl.

If he hadn't signed the consent form for the operation in the name of his family, this beautiful woman could have lived another ten years.

Ten years.

Tan Jiping hated him so much.

How much he hates himself.

"Auntie, I'm here to see you." Tan Xiao knelt down on one knee, took out a bag of dried rose petals from his pocket, took them out one by one, and fiddled with them in front of the tombstone.

"Don't be surprised if you haven't been here for so long."

"I fled to America."

"Chinese food is still delicious. I went to the San Francisco Japanese restaurant you recommended. It's not as good as your cooking."

"I changed my job recently, and I'm in L City. I will visit you often."

"Look." Tan Xiao raised the corners of his mouth, and spread out his hands like offering treasures. On the ground, a picture of "Ding Mengqing" composed of petals lay on the ground, with a circle around the name, "less than 2 minutes , Is it much stronger than before?"

There was no one in the cemetery in the early morning, a gust of wind blew by, and the petals that Tan Xiao put out moved with the wind, and the petals became messy and couldn't be written.

Tan Xiao couldn't laugh for a moment.

He stared blankly at the petals blown away by the wind.

The woman in the black-and-white photo smiled slightly, those eyes that seemed to be able to accommodate everything, but in the end did not tolerate the relationship between him and Tan Jiping.

"Xiaoxiao, Auntie knows that you are a good boy." Ding Mengqing was wearing a respirator, holding Tan Xiao's hand, "I also know that you will not give up this relationship easily."

She was breathing hard, and when the pain broke out, every word she said was very difficult, "Ji Ping is also stubborn, each of you has an idea."

"However, Auntie only has Ji Ping as a child. Auntie can see how hard he was since he was a child. He worked so hard to get to where he is today... I'm sorry, Auntie really can't bear it. My child, in the end, because of a A man, being ridiculed by others, having no offspring, and dying alone, just smile, just be, just be a poor aunt, okay?"

"... Auntie knows." Ding Mengqing patted the back of the young man's hand beside the bed with downcast eyes, "You are a good boy, smart and capable, and handsome. If, if you weren't Ji Ping's...Auntie would definitely love you as her own child , I know you don't want to give up, but Auntie has gone like this, how can Auntie face the ancestors of the Tan family?"

"Auntie is living with suffering, and Auntie doesn't want to suffer." Ding Mengqing's eyes suddenly became clear.

"You are Ji Ping's legal partner, and you have the right to help Auntie sign the consent form for surgery." Ding Mengqing held Tan Xiao's hand tightly, her lips were pale, and her eyes begged, "Auntie has never gambled in her life, but today, Auntie wants to bet with you." Make a bet."

Tan Xiao picked up the petals one by one, put them back into the bag, put the whole bag in front of the tombstone, stood up, stood quietly for a while, then turned and left.

"Director Tan, good morning. The manager of the advertising department of the planning department is already waiting in the conference room." Tan Xiao specifically told Zhao Xu that he didn't need to pick him up this morning. Zhao Xu was waiting at the entrance of the radio station, and immediately went up to meet Tan Xiao .

Tan Xiao hummed. He was sweating. As he walked into the radio station, he unbuttoned his suit jacket and handed it to Zhao Xu.

Zhao Xu took his coat and pressed the elevator first.

There were two managers sitting in the conference room, the two who hadn't seen each other since they were on a business trip last time.

As soon as Tan Xiao entered, the three managers stood up together.

That appearance and posture are definitely the new director who has been rumored on the radio for the past two days.

"Director Tan."

"Well, all sit." Tan Xiao nodded and took the first seat.

"Get to know me, my name is Tan Xiao, and I'm the new director of the radio station." Tan Xiao looked over one by one as he spoke, and reached out to stop a person who was about to stand up. "No need to introduce yourself, Manager Mo." personnel information,

Manager Mo sat down with a sigh.

"I call everyone here today, mainly to talk about planning. The advertising department's investment promotion in the first half of the year was not very satisfactory. Compared with last year, the admission rate of advertisers not only did not increase, but also dropped a little bit," Tan Xiao turned over the table. "I read all the planning activities of the radio station in the first half of the year. Except for the Qixi Festival Bailiyue event, which caused an upsurge of discussion among netizens and became a hot search, the others did not cause topics, nor did they have any innovations. It’s an old program in the past. The amount of advertisements is not ideal, which has a lot to do with the planning department, so I don’t need to say more about this, Manager Wang?”

"Yes, yes." Having no idea being pointed out so bluntly, Manager Wang wiped the sweat from his brow, not daring to say anything.

"We are in the media business. Creativity and cooperation are more important than anything else. I hope that Manager Mo and Manager Wang can put aside their previous grievances and work together." Tan Xiao made a special reminder.

The two of them were a little bit taken aback, thinking about the small calculations in their hearts, thinking that this new director is very powerful, and they have figured out the bottom line between the various departments in just a few days.

"National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival are approaching. There is still a month to go. After a week, I want to see the specific plan. Do you have any questions?"

The two looked at each other, and they really "discarded the previous suspicions". They both saw the shadow of preparing to obey in the other's eyes, "No."

Tan Xiao put away the file, "Well, the meeting is over."

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