The bright moon is in the sky.

Outside the window is a big river that winds like a dragon. The scales reflect the moonlight in the west, as if there are thousands of beads and gems jumping on the river surface. Occasionally, a few long whistles, either far or near, and then steamers pass through the river, cargo ships and cruise ships, rushing towards their respective voyages with the river water that continues day and night.

A peaceful and peaceful scene.

In a seafood restaurant by the Pearl River, two men and two women sat in a private room by the window, chatting freely while raising cups in the forest.

Wang Bo stood up from his seat, raised the beer glass filled with foam, and rushed to Hu Maolin opposite him:

"Come on, Brother Hu, I'll give you another drink! Without your busy schedule and operation, there would be no today, Wang Bo and Prince An, who is not as good as the current sales of 2.5 million! I'll do it, you can do it!" As he said, he raised his neck and drank it all in one go. He drank a little anxiously, and a lot of wine stains flowed down the corner of his mouth. When Zheng Yan saw it, he immediately took a piece of soft paper from the soft paper box on the dining table and handed it to him.

Hu Maolin also filled his wine glasses and stood up from his seat.

Hu Maolin said: "Zi'an, don't say that! I, and Xiaoqiong, we have to thank you for giving us and giving the Writers' Publishing House such an opportunity to make money with Zi'an. You don't know that many colleagues now envy us and say that I have a keen eye and have discovered you, the big dark horse in the literary world! Haha, I like to see them beat their chests and stamp their feet, and regret their original appearance!" Hu Maolin laughed, and also imitated Wang Bo's appearance, raised his neck and drank it.

When Zhang Qiong next to him saw it, he immediately pulled his arm and whispered in a angrily voice: "Drink less! You have drunk five bottles tonight, and you still think you are a young man in his twenties or thirties?"

"It's okay, I'm happy today. I have a thousand cups of glass for a close friend, but I don't have to say anything more! I've drunken when I've ever been?" Hu Maolin waved his hand and said indifferently.

Wang Bo immediately laughed and said, "Haha, Sister Zhang, don't worry about Lao Hu. If he gets drunk tonight, I'll carry it back for you."

"Haha, you drink less, Zi'an. You have also drunk a lot tonight. I have never seen you drink so much in these few days. If you two big men get drunk, I, Yan Zi, and I, two female romances, can't bring you back to the hotel!" Zhang Qiong smiled and hooked her hair with her hands, with a gentle and charming expression.

Although this woman looks average, she has a very good personality and is very good at caring about people. After getting along for so many days, Wang Bo understood what Hu Maolin likes.

The four of them were drinking and chatting.

Pushing the window and leaning on the railing, outside was the rolling Pearl River water, and the bright moon above my head that looked like a millstone, reflecting thousands of glory. Faced with such delicious food and the two beautiful colors who were drinking with them, Hu Maolin raised his glasses on his nose, filled his glasses again, walked to the window, facing the vast river rolling eastward, shook his head and chanted Su Dongpo's song "Nian Nujiao? Nostalgia for the Red Cliff".

Zhang Qiong laughed and devalued his man's sourness and depravity as usual.

Seeing Hu Maolin, an old man, talking about a young man, expressing his feelings and reminiscing about the past, Wang Bo, who was crazy, also became interested and began to follow the "Qu Shui Liushe, reciting poems and writing counterparts". However, he was not very interested in Su Dongpo and Su Da Wenhao's things - mainly because he couldn't finish them. Wang Bo held the wine glass and left his seat, and walked back and forth in the free place in the private room, sometimes lowered his eyebrows and sometimes raised his head, and recited a poem "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix? Song of the Piano" by Sima Xiangru, a fellow villager of Shu County, Han Dynasty:

"There is a beautiful person, and I will never forget him when I see him.

"The phoenix is ​​flying and soaring, and seeking the phoenix from all over the world.

"I am helpless and beautiful, not on the east wall." I talked about the piano and wrote my heart.

"When will I see Xu Xi? I will comfort me from being confused?" I wish to speak with virtue and join hands with each other.

"I cannot fly, and I will die."

"Papapapapapapa--" As soon as he finished caring his mind, warm applause from Hu Maolin and Zhang Qiong came directly in the private room.

"Zi'an is worthy of being a contemporary talent, and he can even recite this kind of Han Fu." Hu Maolin said excitedly, and then looked at Zheng Yan, who was sitting upright in the seat. He believed that the other party sang Sima Xiangru's "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix? Song of the Piano" in this atmosphere of "when will the bright moon appear?", and he must have some meaning.

"Is it possible that Xiaoqiong has an effect on Zheng Yan's beating side?" Hu Maolin was surprised and envious. A woman like Zheng Yan, who is in a state of nowhere, can be said to be a man's ultimate dream in terms of appearance. As a man, of course, he also has fantasies from time to time.

However, he also knows his weight. Unless a woman of this level suddenly wins a double-color ball with one hundred first prizes, she will never have anything to do with him, an old man who is "old and never old" in her eight lives. No matter how beautiful the thing is, since it is destined to have nothing to do with him, the most favorable strategy is to benefit others and be selfish, and the beauty of a gentleman becoming a man.

"Zi'an, you sister Qiong, I'm not worthy of you, otherwise, if I was born as beautiful as a swallow and beautiful, my country was beautiful, facing you, a talented man with great talent, even if I'm silly, I'll try my best to chase you!" Zhang Qiong also sighed, with envy on his face, and then stared at Zheng Yan next to her with great meaning.

Zheng Yan was a little embarrassed by the intently pointed gaze of Hu Maolin and Zhang Qiong. Her pretty face turned red, she bit her lip, and glared at Zhang Qiong with some angriness, and whispered: "Sister Qiong, you are talking nonsense again..." Her voice was soft and soft, glutinous, with a little shy smell.

Zheng Yan's shy expression made Wang Bo feel a little stunned. He felt that no matter whether it was the river view outside or the bright moon, it was not as good as Zheng Yan's pretty face with blushing. In a trance, he only felt that Chang'e, who lived in the Moon Palace in the Heaven, had fallen into the world and fell into the world.

Hu Maolin and Zhang Qiong were very happy when they saw Wang Bo's eyes looking in a flash. Zhang Qiong immediately teased the two of them: "Swallow, look, you are so beautiful like this, even your boss is stunned. Zi'an, you have great talents, why don't you recite a poem and praise your pretty assistant?"

Zhang Qiong's words made Wang Bo wake up suddenly, waved his hand, and said, "Sister Zhang, you and Brother Hu are really not worth your life! I don't have any talent, I just remember one or two poems and songs. But you are right. My senior sister, both in appearance and talent, is first-class outside of our C. Anyway, I have never seen a girl better than her. Swallow is a famous flower, and I also have a part in my heart. Otherwise, when facing a woman like Swallow with good looks and talent, mortals like me will be unable to help but be deeply attracted to me!"

Now Wang Bo no longer cares about praise or praise someone in person. Even if the other party is really a beautiful woman loved by everyone, if the other party knows who he is, he will definitely not be disgusted, and most of them will feel happy and honored.

This was the first time that Wang Bo praised her in front of an outsider, and Zheng Yan felt her heartbeat inexplicably faster. If any other man said this, she would either feel it doesn't matter, or she would think that the other party had ulterior motives and would think that this was an offense to her.

However, Wang Bo's words now only made her feel confused, a little shy and a little frightened. She couldn't help but think, is the other party saying true? If she had no boyfriend and the other party didn't have a girlfriend now, would he really come... to pursue herself?

What about myself? Will you agree?

I am three years older than him!

However, this messy thought did not last long, and soon aroused Zheng Yan's vigilance. She immediately began to criticize herself:

"Zheng Yan, Zheng Yan, what are you thinking about all day long? You can't think about it. Ren Wei is still waiting for you to welcome you in Shuangqing! And he also has his own beauty. How could there be something between you and him that transcends friendship, superiors and subordinates and morals?

"That's the most contemptuous and despised behavior you used to be?!"
Chapter completed!