MTL - Low Key Star-Chapter 39 [039] Poetry Conference

  Chapter 39 [039] Poetry Conference

  Su Hui said blankly: "I'm helping her tidy up the room."

   "You said the same thing last time, you turned around and put the **** bowl on my head..."

  Lin Canghai still complained, seeing his daughter-in-law staring at him sharply, he stopped his mouth helplessly, "Then what?"

   "Then somehow, half of the school knew about the rumor. Fortunately, the boy was hospitalized soon, and there was no big trouble."

   "Rejected all of them and was beaten to the hospital by other suitors?"

  Lin Canghai was amazed, "Young people these days are very aggressive, who beat them? I think this guy is not bad, so we can focus on it."

  Su Hui was both funny and angry, and patted him on the leg, "No one beat him, he fell down and rolled down the stairs by himself, and lay in the hospital for more than half a month."

  Speaking of this, he laughed again, "I don't know what the group of students are thinking, they are all rumoring that he was rejected in his confession and committed suicide by jumping down the stairs."

   "Could it be a bitter trick?"

  Su Hui thought for a while, "It shouldn't happen."

   "Did Yiyi go to see him?" Lin Canghai paid more attention to this.

   "Probably not, if she goes, she shouldn't hide it from me."

  Lin Canghai heaved a sigh of relief, "That's good."

  Su Hui said again: "But it should be that I made a phone call, and I made several calls, but they didn't answer, so I just hung up. She struggled for several days by herself."

  Lin Canghai stared at his wife: "How dare you say you didn't peek at her diary?"

Su Hui stared at him blankly, and Lin Canghai hurriedly made a gesture to shut up, "Okay, okay, survival is the first goal of every married man... But be careful, if you get caught by her If you find out, you have to ignore me for two months."

  Su Hui ignored him, "There must be some good impressions, but since she refuses, it's better to distinguish the severity."

  Lin Canghai became nervous again, "How is that kid?"

  Su Hui pondered and said: "It's not bad in all aspects, it doesn't seem like an impetuous temper..."

  Lin Canghai interjected, "Isn't it impetuous to confess your love to a sophomore in high school?"

  Su Hui glanced at him, and suddenly asked, "What novel are you reading?"

  Lin Canghai immediately sat upright, glanced secretly at the corridor, and replied in his mouth: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes, I was just about to ask you, who is this Zhang Muzhi, and the power pattern does not look like a newcomer."

  Su Hui followed his gaze to look at the corridor, and asked strangely: "What are you looking at?"

   "Did Yiyi come over?"

  Lin Canghai widened his eyes in doubt, "Then why did you suddenly change the subject?"

  Su Hui could not help but slapped him on the arm, "I couldn't believe it at first, but he is really a newcomer."

   "Really newcomer?"

  Lin Canghai sat up straight, "Then this is a treasure, you have to watch it closely. These two days, Jinbang and the knights have been trying to find out about this person. Don't be poached."

  Before Su Hui could speak, Lin Yiran's voice came from the corridor: "Mom, are you back?"

  The couple turned their heads to look at the same time, and saw the daughter wearing a light green long dress, her hair draped over her shoulders, and walking down with her handrails and slippers.

  Su Hui responded, glanced at her daughter's refined face that was still two points younger than her own, turned her head and smiled at her husband: "Don't worry, at least you don't have to worry about him going to another house for a while."

  Lin Canghai wondered: "Has he signed a long-term contract?"

  Su Hui shook his head and said, "No."

   "What's the price for serialization?"

   "Thousand words five hundred."

  Lin Canghai frowned and said, "That's not too expensive. Have you read "Shooting the Condors"? It may be an innovative work of martial arts novels, and this price cannot attract people."

  Lin still didn't disturb his parents' conversation, went down the stairs, and followed the scent into the kitchen.

  Su Hui waited for her daughter to enter the kitchen before lowering her voice and smiling to her husband, "Don't worry."

   "Is there no reason for your self-confidence?"

  Su Hui glanced in the direction of the kitchen again, and said in a low voice: "That Zhang Muzhi is Yiyi's deskmate."

With Su Hui's almost legendary experience and talent, Lin Canghai is naturally not an ordinary person, but even in his city, he was startled when he heard the news, and then lowered his voice and asked, "Did you Are you kidding?"

Su Hui said with a smile: "I also thought it was incredible at first, but Wang Qiyuan went to his home to bring the manuscript himself. This publicity grandfather is Luo Shengyong who wrote the pen a few years ago, and his parents are both teachers, so they are considered family members. learned the origin."

  Luo Shengyong used to be one of the Four Great Masters, and Lin Canghai was also a martial arts enthusiast. Naturally, he is no stranger to this name, but he still finds it difficult to accept. How could a novel like "Shooting the Condor" be written by a young man?

  He frowned and said, "Isn't it a ghostwriter?"

Su Hui said: "I also had such doubts, but Wang Qiyuan said that the possibility is very small. He used to be a student of Luo Shengyong, and he was recommended by Luo Shengyong when he was able to work as a knight. The two have a good friendship. If Wang Qiyuan is not lying, this statement is credible."

  Lin Canghai suddenly seemed to remember something, and asked again: "What's the name of Yiyi's deskmate you mentioned just now?"

   "Zhang Yang, the domineering Zhang Yang."

  Seeing her husband's expression, Su Hui felt a little strange, "What's wrong?"

Lin Canghai pondered and said: "I went to the crew of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" before I came back. Didn't they call for contributions some time ago? Li Changge and the others received an excellent poem "Linjiang Immortal". The song "Linjiang Fairy" was composed as the opening title..."

  He looked at his wife, "The author seems to be called Zhang Yang."

  He said, and took out a piece of paper from the drawer of the coffee table, "I hand-copied the poem "Linjiang Fairy" before I left. You and Yiyi know better than me in this aspect, what do you think?"

  Su Hui took it, and read softly: "The rolling Yangtze River flows eastward, and the waves wipe out the heroes. Right and wrong success or failure turn into nothing. The green hills are still there, and the sunset is red for a few times..."

She looked at it silently for a while, and then said: "Most of them are adapted from the poems of the predecessors, and the translation is not very good. Not to mention Su Xin's "Nian Nujiao" and "Nanxiangzi", even if it is similar to Chen Yuyi's "How many things in ancient and modern times, The comparison of "Yu Singing "Three Gengs" is not brilliant, but the overall artistic conception is majestic, the pattern is grand, desolate and magnificent, and it can be called a masterpiece of history and nostalgia. Can't compare. "

"but…"

  Su Hui shook his head, frowned and said: "The two Zhang Yang should have the same name, he is only so old, if he can write such a word, it would be amazing."

  Lin Canghai spread his hands, "I wanted to say the same thing just now, he is only so old, if he can write such a novel, it would be amazing."

  Lin still came out of the kitchen with a dish, the couple stopped the conversation tacitly, Lin Canghai got up and said, "You leave it there, I'll serve it."

"Need not."

  Lin still put the dish on the restaurant table, and went to the kitchen to continue serving the dishes.

  Lin Canghai didn't do this kind of thing in the past, but he just took the blame for his daughter-in-law some time ago, and he was out for such a long time.

Su Hui smiled, and went to the bathroom to wash her hands. When she came out, the food had already been served. Aunt Kong was originally a distant relative of Su Hui's family. She even called Lin Canghai Uncle. Although it was an employment relationship, she always ate Dined at the same table.

  Rectangular wooden dining table, Lin Canghai and Su Hui sat opposite each other, Lin still sat next to his mother, and Aunt Kong sat opposite her.

  Su Hui picked up a piece of bitter gourd, chewed it lightly, and asked Lin Yiran: "Did you send the contract to Aunt Shen?"

  Lin Yiran let out a "hmm", "I sent it to my classmate after she signed it. Isn't she leaving tomorrow?"

  Su Hui said: "Knowing that he will leave tomorrow, you still drag it until today."

  Lin still said: "If there is no delay, it will be fine."

  Su Hui picked up a shrimp for his daughter, and Zhuangruo asked unintentionally, "Your dad said you brought a gift with you when you went out?"

  Lin Canghai quickly clarified: "I didn't say it was a gift, I said it was a gift bag."

"A meaning."

  Su Hui made a final decision, and asked again: "Send a classmate?"

"Um."

  Lin still swallowed the shrimp, and then replied: "It just happens to be his birthday today, so he has to pay back the gift."

   "What's the name of your classmate?"

  Lin still turned his head to look at his mother, with a look of questioning in his clear eyes, "What do you want to ask?"

  Su Hui continued to pick up vegetables for dinner, and said: "Just ask, it's quite talented to come up with such an idea."

  Lin Yiran also turned his head and continued to eat, "I don't want to tell you."

  Su Hui smiled and said, "Male classmate?"

  Lin still rolled his eyes, "I can't have male classmates?"

   "Yes, of course."

  Su Hui laughed, "Not only will there be male classmates, but there will also be boyfriends and husbands in the future."

  Lin still didn't answer the words, Su Hui asked again: "Are you going to that poetry conference?"

  Lin still picked up the vegetables and put them in the bowl, poked them with chopsticks, and said in distress, "I'm still thinking about it."

  Lin Canghai smiled and said, "Go if you want."

  Lin still glared at his father, "It will take many days to record, how can you still attend class?"

Su Hui said: "I heard from Shen Feng that if the preparations go well, you can start recording years ago. With your grades, as long as your grades don't drop sharply in the third year of high school, even if you miss one exam, as long as you explain the situation when you apply for the exam, it should be fine. Influence, if you play well, there may be extra points. If you like it, just try it. Of course, you can decide for yourself. Your father and I will not interfere. I am really afraid that it will affect your studies. Then wait until you are in college to participate in the next season. gone."

  Lin Canghai added thoughtfully: "If there is a next season."

   "Universities have things to do in universities."

  Lin still ignored his father and continued to hesitate, "Anyway, the preparations have just started, so let's talk about it later."

  (end of this chapter)