Since Gu Zao rushed into the literary world with a short story at the age of 20, Shi Tonghe has seen him on various occasions no less than twenty times. He is very familiar with this guy's personality.

It’s like you offended him, and he doesn’t tell you anything in person, but goes to feed your chickens behind your back.

He has never really fed laxatives to any chickens, but he will do similar things. After doing it, he doesn't say a word, even if your yard is full of chicken shit, he doesn't laugh. In short, he is a cruel person and is still a bad person.

Shi Tonghe’s family does not raise chickens, but he has many other weaknesses. Moreover, if he doesn’t let Gu Zao talk here, he will go to the media friend to talk later, it’s better to let him talk here.

Gu Zao pretended to clear his throat, took out his speech and said:

"Fire in Stone" is a work that tempers its sharpness in the ashes. Wang Zixu used cold brushstrokes to dissect the folds of the times and showed the shattered and scorching light of life under the grand historical narrative.

"This narrative method is very noble, and it is definitely not a 'historical nihilism'. The characters in the book do not exist in isolation, but go against the torrent of history and masturbate in the pain of the times. This control of reality requires the author's deep understanding of the underlying texture and the scarce ambitions of contemporary literary world.

"The previous criticism of Mr. Wang Zhongxing's structure is wrong. It is Mr. Wang Zhongxing's personal aesthetic preference. The narrative structure of this book is extremely tense. As the title suggests, the text always wanders between 'solidification' and 'flow', with both a petrified realistic texture and a magma-like undercurrent..."

Gu Zao was saying good things about "The Fire of the Stone". By the way, he scolded Kong Huaifang and Wang Zhongxing.

Shi Tonghe expected this. What he didn't expect was that he praised so explicitly and did not care about his own face at all.

He didn't know when Gu Zao met Wang Zixu. Judging from Wang Zixu's old-fashion and Gu Zao's arrogance, the two shouldn't have the chance to connect.

Gu Zao's voice was moving away from him, the long table wrapped in green cloth extended infinitely, and Wang Zixu's face became increasingly blurred at the end. His vision began to be covered by the past again.

Xue Ni'er's cloth was covered with golden silk and a soft and fluffy sofa. As soon as her butt came up, she pressed down a pit. Then the other party handed over a small iron box and opened it "splashed", which contained a cigar.

"I haven't smoked a Brazilian cigar before? Try it."

It can be seen from the other party's smile that he is expecting himself to make a fool of himself.

At that time, he didn't know how to please others, so he was deliberately cautious, but he still made a fool of himself and choked and vomited his lungs quickly. So the other party laughed.

"You can't thrust hard. Take a sip first and put it in your mouth, so that it will slowly dizzy and then spit it out. Do you understand?"

That was the event after Shi Tonghe's first book was successful. He was found by a well-known director and invited him to the capital to discuss the adaptation of the script.

This director has long been famous all over the world and can be named as "the third generation". And the director believes that after the filming of this drama, he can also be famous all over the world as the original work.

He likes to look at Shi Tonghe's surprised expression because he is from the countryside, so he takes him to "open his eyes" everywhere. In fact, he doesn't have to do it deliberately. He is already open enough.

He invited him to stay in Kunlun Hotel, which costs 200 yuan a night. At that time, the salary in the factory was only 300 yuan a month. The director said that he would stay at will, when to finish writing and when to check out.

They held several banquets. At one time, the director called many actresses, all of whom were familiar with their faces. He had seen them on TV.

The director told him that this is your work, you will choose the heroine. Do you know Noah’s Ark? Whoever God asks to board the boat will live. Now, you will be God.

He introduced those actresses, who can dance and have a flexible waist, I have slept; who can cry the most, and I have slept; who can sing the most, and I have slept; who can sing the most, and I have asked her to sing one for you, oh by the way, I have slept.

He slept in every one. He said in front of them, not caring about the dignity of the actresses at all. The actresses still smiled and did not dodge his eyes at all.

But he dodged their eyes and was so ashamed that he dared not look up. He was afraid to see himself in their eyes - the silent accomplice.

He wanted to say to the director, do you know, in fact, there is no need to base your excellence on destroying other people's self-esteem. In my eyes, you are already worthy of your admiration.

But he didn't say it. The reason why he didn't say it was because he was cowardly. He was afraid that he would miss this opportunity. He was afraid that because of his sympathy, he would delay his chance to change his destiny.

Therefore, the director destroyed not only the dignity of the actresses, but also the dignity of his.

That night, after he returned to his room, he wrote a poem:

Mom, I want to go to the moon

Go to the moon, live in poetry everywhere

My body is on the ground

My soul is in the universe

Mom, it's not that I'm unrealistically angry

My mental pain

My body enjoys it

Mom, I'm afraid

I'm not afraid of being too fragile

I'm afraid of my body, I'm too strong

I am afraid that it will cause trouble and kill me

Mom, I want to go to the moon

There is poetry everywhere

Shi Tonghe cannot write modern poems. This is his only poem, and he hid it after writing it and never published it.

To this day, the original manuscript of this poem is still hidden in his safest corner. He moved several times, never discarded or processed.

He never picked up this poem and savored it, but the content of the poem was hidden in a certain drawer in my mind and could not be forgotten. He was afraid of seeing his cowardly self at that time, and he was also afraid of losing his original self.

On Wang Zixu's face, he saw a self that had never existed.

So he hates this face.

After Gu Zao finally finished speaking, Shi Tonghe felt a little tired and said, "Then..."

Before he could finish speaking, Shen Qingfeng interrupted him: "Old Shi, I want to speak too."

Shi Tonghe's speeches in the past ten years are not as many times as today. He is a little impatient, but he agrees with Shen Qingfeng's speech. He has long heard of the conflict between Shen Qingfeng and Wang Zixu.

But as soon as Shen Qingfeng opened his mouth, he shocked everyone's chins:

"Mr. Kong Huaifang just said, "I said that Wang Zixu was a thorn in Xihe before, and he was very crazy and disobedient. I will clarify. I did say that, but Teacher Kong may have misunderstood what I mean.

"As a writer, he may be a bit arrogant, but as a person, I have never seen anyone who is more honest than him. It is better to be honest than honest. He is very upright.

"In my opinion, his thorny behavior - I rely on my seniority to be a senior, are all manifestations of the confidence that a writer should have, and is more personal. Isn't this a writer wrong?

"As for Teacher Kong's saying that he took things out of context, fabricated facts, and excluded others... it was even more fictitious. He had never done such a thing-

"——Of course, I'm talking about his previous performance in Xihe and his behavior today. I don't know the situation and will not evaluate it."

After Shen Qingfeng finished speaking, Wang Zixu was very surprised. He even doubted his ears - I heard it right? Shen Qingfeng actually spoke human words?

Wang Zixu looked at him, and the other party turned around, blinked at him, and smiled sarcastically. He smiled at his surprise, laughed at him without understanding Shen Qingfeng's character—

Although I use any means, at least I am a modern man born in New China and do not engage in feudal style!

At this time, Xiao Mengyin raised his hand timidly again and stammered:

"I, I want to speak too..."

Shi Tonghe looked at her impatiently: "Gu Zao has already analyzed it well enough. If you don't have a new perspective, don't say it!"

Xiao Mengyin originally wanted to stand up and support "Stone Fire" and prove that his literary ideals were not covered with dust. However, Shi Tonghe yelled, shrank again, and said stutteringly:

"This, that's it...then, then I won't say it..."

Shi Tonghe glanced at everyone and said in an unspoken tone:

"After meeting!"

Everyone packed up their things immediately. The reporters had already waited for the guns to fire, and immediately rushed up like a hungry dog ​​out of the cage. Those who were shaken outside the door even set up long spears and cannons to guard the entrance and exit.

The confidants beside Shi Tonghe stood up to protect him, repeatedly shouting and not accepting interviews. The leaders of the conference had already arranged personnel to guard Shi Tonghe and leave.

Wang Zixu was not treated so well. No one came to him than Shi Tonghe, and the scene was in chaos.

Duan Xiaosang pressed his headphones and stood up and asked repeatedly: "Younan, Younan, the meeting has ended. Do you want to stop Wang Zixu? Do you want to? Hello?"

Lu Qingxuan entered on her phone with her trembling hands: "It's over, I bet that the situation is beyond your imagination!"

Pu Yuyang was still confused, Tian Zhenlei and Ji Shaofei looked at each other, while Gu Zao stood up to meet the impact.

He squeezed away all the reporters alone and went to Wang Zixu to say to him: "Please come here."

Wang Zixu said: "What did you say?"

"Come on! The leader is looking for you!"

"Who is looking for it?"

"lead!"

Wang Zixu wanted to ask which leader to look for. But from the other party's perspective, no matter which leader, the leader is the leader, and the order is absolute.

The other party didn't say anything anymore, and welded his arms with one hand, and carried him out like a chicken.

In fact, Wang Zixu felt a little unhappy, but the other party was more powerful than Kong Wu, breaking through like a sea-dividing, and breaking away everyone around Wang Zixu.

If it weren't for him, Wang Zixu really didn't know how to get out.

Before the two of them could reach the door, Kong Huaifang squeezed over and stretched out his hand at Wang Zixu: "Where is the thing?"

"What?"

"Caller!"

“What recorder?”

Kong Huaifang said: "Search for his bag."

Wang Zixu said: "You can try touching me."
To be continued...