Chapter 16 The 15th round of reunion, meeting in mud and lingering lingering pity, expressing thirst and dark oranges

However, when Shu Jiuzheng asked, Li Bai was not embarrassed, and calmly replied: "Yes. I think there is nothing that I can't tell people about this kind of thing. Because he is my teacher, and the master was originally a teacher. He is the same age as him, and I respect and love him, so in order to show my sincerity, I directly worshiped him as a foster father. In fact, it is completely different from the question of asking for an errand. These newspapers without world vision, They want to destroy women's participation in politics and trample on women's rights, so they say some harsh words and deliberately damage our reputation, how can we take their words as a standard!"

Shu Jiucheng said: "Madam's high opinion, I admire it very much. However, our department is not comparable to the temporary agencies of Chinese and foreign conferences. Without the permission of the government, female staff cannot be appointed." Li Bai said: "I also understand this level. But I don’t necessarily have to go to the Ministry to do business, as long as the chief sends out a letter of engagement, hiring me to be an honorary position like a consultant, that’s fine.” Shu Jiucheng said: “Brother can’t answer this matter, and I must pass these words on later. Chief Pang." Li Bai glanced at Shu Jiuzheng, took out his handkerchief, covered his mouth and smiled, "Then, I will completely entrust this matter to Secretary Shu. If the chief has any concerns, please ask Shu You should brag for me." Shu Jiucheng said: "If there is something that can help, there is no brother who will not help, so please rest assured." Li Bai said: "Then I am very grateful. Shu Gong is very busy with business, I I don't want to disturb you here, see you some other day." After speaking, he bowed deeply and left.When Shu Jiuzheng told Pang Aishan what he had said, of course he laughed it off.

Shu Jiuzheng walked back to the secretary's office, and the waiter replied that a Mr. Yang Xingyuan called and asked Secretary Shu to have something to say. Shu Jiucheng said: "You can call back and ask Mr. Yang not to leave, saying that I will come right away." The waiter agreed to go.At this time, it was already six o'clock, and it was time to leave. Shu Jiuzheng took the carriage and came to the Wanzhong Guild Hall.As soon as I entered the small courtyard on the left, the old and barren pagoda trees reflected the snow-white ground, and there were many shadows of branches and branches. It was already hazy at night.He opened the cotton curtain of the main room and went in, only to feel a burst of fragrance coming to his nostrils.When I saw it, the lamp was brightly lit, and the fire in the foreign stove was also burning blazingly.On the coffee table and table, several pots of plum blossoms were placed high and low. On the desk, there were two ancient porcelain plates containing a plate of papaya and a plate of bergamot. When these things were heated by the heating, they filled the room with fragrance.Looking at the room inside again, the ink cartridge on the table is opened, pressing a piece of paper, but the pen is resting on the ink cartridge.A half cup of strong tea was poured by the teapot on the table, it was already cold, but no one could be seen.When he looked back at the bed, Yang Xingyuan was lying on the bed with his clothes on, with half of the quilt pulled off to cover his upper body.Shu Jiuzheng didn't bother him, walked to the table, removed the ink cartridge, picked up the white paper and looked at it, it was crooked, cursive and cursive, but it was a few poems.What was written on it was: short screen moved the small hall empty, burned sandalwood to sweep silverfish.

In the life of the tea stove and the medicine stove, there are poems: thinness, injury and disease are similar. After getting drunk, the poem is half unfinished, and the frosty moon is deserted behind the curtain, and the furnace has no plans to grow and fall. At night, I listen to the sound of tea being boiled in copper pots. In front of the window, the snow is piled up with yellow leaves, and the corner of the house is reflected in the moonlight. Shu Jiuzheng unconsciously said: "Good wake up." Yang Xingyuan was sleeping vaguely, when he heard someone talking, he lifted the quilt and got up, seeing that it was Shu Jiuzheng, he said with a smile: "Ah, the guest came in, I'm still here." I don't know, I'm sorry! I'm sorry!" Shu Jiucheng said with a smile: "You still have time to write poetry?" Yang Xingyuan said: "Where is poetry, it is also a last resort." Shu Jiucheng said: "When you write poetry, there is a last resort. This is strange." Yang Xingyuan said: "You don't know something, because I have already edited the side pages in the newspaper office, and there are always not enough good manuscripts, so I make some manuscripts to make up for it." Shu Jiucheng said: "I don't know Editing Vice Zhang, I want to know, I have come to you a long time ago." Yang Xingyuan said: "For this matter, I was just going to answer you. If you wrote yesterday asking for my help, I would like to thank you." Shu Jiucheng said: "You Now that I am adapting the sub-page, I have nothing to do at night, and I just happen to be a part-time job for the newspaper office, why not do it?"

Yang Xingyuan said: "I'm really afraid of life at night. So I got the editor's assistant sheet to escape the difficulty. There is no reason to get in." Shu Jiucheng said: "If you don't do it, look at it. For the sake of friends, you have to help me." Yang Xingyuan said: "In addition to you, there are three assistants in your newspaper, not to mention using the manuscripts of the news agency, but each of them edited and wrote it by themselves. It's barely enough, what else do you need to find someone?"Shu Jiucheng said: "How did you know that those three assistants, who were said to be college students, are actually silver-like wax gun heads. Give him a manuscript from a news agency, and he holds it in his hand, looks straight at it, and reads it. For a long time, after hesitating for a while, I picked up the pen to make it up, and then put it down again.

Not only did he not write a single word, but he also raised many questions from it, asking you how to tell this piece of news and how it should be edited.When you make it clear, ten minutes has already been sacrificed, how can there be a lot of time!These few days, I edited the manuscripts by myself, and only asked the three gentlemen to sit and copy the titles. "Yang Xingyuan said: "The location of your mirror newspaper is located next to Club No. 9, so of course it is the official newspaper of the club. "Shu Jiucheng said: "It doesn't matter, it's just borrowing their house. "Yang Xingyuan said:" You are using an excuse, why did they lend you a house? "Shu Jiucheng said: "Since I asked you to help, of course I can't hide it from you, because the president of the mirror newspaper is also a member of the No. 9 Club, so he borrowed the house from the No. 9 Club with his personal relationship. "Yang Xingyuan smiled and said: "Is the president of your newspaper Wen Zhaowei who is involved in the Zhen Peishen case in Guangdong? "

Shu Jiucheng said: "It's him. But according to what he said, he has nothing to do with Zhen Peishen. The Hong Kong government has ruled that the marriage contract is not a problem." Yang Xingyuan said: "That's it, that's it. Zhen Peishen I have been known for a long time as the famous name of the newspaper office. Wouldn’t it be bad luck for her to get into a fight with Wen Zhaowei and implicate us?” Shu Jiucheng said, “It’s a joke, it’s never going to happen. You probably know that, That year when Zhen Peishen went to the newspaper office, it was all because of Yuan Shikai's relationship. Now there is no second old Yuan, she would not dare to hold a tiger's beard in front of the senator." Yang Xingyuan said: "You should invite another Gao Ming , I really don’t want to do this upside-down life.”

Although Yang Xingyuan said so, Shu Jiuzheng said repeatedly that he had no choice but to agree to help for a few days, and Shu Jiuzheng went away with peace of mind.On the second day, after dinner, I went to the Mirror Office.When you arrive at the newspaper office, give the concierge a business card, and he will introduce you to the editorial department.I saw Shu Jiuzheng talking with a group of people around the big dining table. When he saw Yang Xingyuan coming, he introduced him to a man with sideburns and a face full of wine.Said: "This is Mr. Yang Xingyuan." Then he said to Yang Xingyuan: "This is Mr. Wen Zhaowei." Yang Xingyuan took a look and saw that he was wearing a special otter fur hat on his head.On the top of the hat, there are two pieces of otter skin on both sides, one end is broad and round, the other end is long and narrow, like a kitchen knife.He was wearing a sesame wool coat, the cuffs were only four inches wide, and the leather robe inside was stuffed inside like an ice cream pillow.Although the overcoat was on, it was tied so tightly that the buttons couldn't be buttoned up.

Yang Xingyuan thought: "I heard that Zhen Peishen loved him so much, and I thought Wen Zhaowei must be a fashionable politician with a good appearance, so it was nothing more than that." At this time, Shu Jiuzheng introduced three comrades to Yang Xingyuan, one was Wang Xiaoshan, one is Luo Yihua, the other is Wen Futu, the nephew of Mr. Wen Zhaowei.Among these three, Mr. Wang Xiaoshan is the most famous. He is good at writing new poems, and his masterpieces are often featured in special journals on poetics.He has a great invention in poetics, which is to use the extremely complicated grammar and the extremely melodious tune to compose single-line poems.Each poem of this kind has only one sentence, and it cannot be written by anyone who has not worked hard.After Yang Xingyuan met with them, from this day on, he started working at the mirror office.

One day, Yang Xingyuan went to the city due to business, and went to the newspaper office early, and saw the editorial room was quiet, with a table of manuscripts piled up, all unopened, Wang Xiaoshan was holding a book in one hand, and inserting it in the other. In the coat pocket, swinging back and forth under the electric light, shaking his head, he kept saying: "The peacock flies to the southeast, wanders five miles and one, the thirteenth can weave, and the fourteenth learns to tailor clothes." Yang Xingyuan Said: "Mr. Wang, you are so poetic!" Wang Xiaoshan said with a smile: "It's very boring, and it's fun to read. Miss Tuoyang, do you have any research on poetics?" Yang Xingyuan laughed and said: "I understand a little That's all, I don't know how to do it." Wang Xiaoshan said: "Misto Yang, what you said is very wrong.

Compose poetry with a focus on flattening boredom, which is dead literature, something that the Slag School does.Writing poems has nothing to do with understanding that ordinary people don't know mediocrity.As long as there is a natural scene in the poem, whether the tone is harmonious or not, it is already inferior, not to mention that you should pay attention to the level and level, and you need to rigidly write seven characters and five characters per sentence. "Yang Xingyuan heard this and was about to defend himself when he heard the telephone on the wall ringing. Wang Xiaoshan hurried over to answer the phone. He said: "Hi!Mirror, haha!Miss Chen?I am Xiaoshan. "Yang Xingyuan heard from the side, knowing that they were talking about love, and it was inconvenient to eavesdrop here, so she walked out of the editorial department. Thinking: "This No. The yard, I haven't seen its contents yet, so I'll go over and have a look while there's nothing else to do. "After thinking about it, I walked through the small door in the yard. Going around the corridor, first there is a living room where three rooms are connected. In the middle of the room, there are four large dining tables, which form a long table, covered with a snow-white blanket. Around the table, dozens of sets of tea saucers, Teacup, this is probably where their lords of councilors meet.Walked through the living room, and walked through the outside of the main room twice. Inside the room, the lights were not turned on, and there was no one in the dark.He thought: "What's the matter? Is it so cold in here?" Just as he was wondering, suddenly a burst of laughter came out from behind.He turned around following the sound, and there was another courtyard with a row of large houses above it, with noisy people and bright lights, and he knew that he had come to the meeting place of the congressmen.I thought to myself, I don’t have any acquaintances, so why go in there?Just as I was about to turn around, I came to a tea room inside.He said: "Mr. Yang, I don't see you coming, why don't you go in and sit down." Yang Xingyuan said: "Wait until I see if there are many acquaintances, don't rush in." Then he walked out of the glass window, separated by a layer of veil looked in.I saw another room on the right, but this side and the middle are connected.There is a set of tables and chairs in the middle, where four people fork mahjong cards.Behind a fat man stood a fashionable whore.The prostitute put one hand on the fat man's shoulder and supported the tea table next to the table with the other. She stretched her head to the side of the fat man's ear to look at the cards on the table.The fat man turned his head, and the mouths of the two were touching each other, and the people at the table stretched their waists and laughed loudly.The prostitute refused to give in to him, so she clenched her fists and beat the fat man's arms, and she leaned into his arms, twisting her body.The fat man put down the cards, it was the first floor, he couldn't stop laughing.Yang Xingyuan looked to the left again, and saw many reclining chairs in all directions. Several people were sleeping on the chairs, smoking cigarettes, gesticulating, talking there, but couldn't hear what they said.Two other people, a man and a whore, were crowded into chairs, talking in whispers.There is a person, sleeping on a chair, looking at their groaning smiles.With his right leg resting on his left leg, he shook it erratically, put one hand on his right leg, patted it, three fingers alternately, and moved his mouth straight up and down, probably singing Erhuang Adagio there. .Just when he was looking at the gods, he suddenly felt a burst of fragrance coming out of his nostrils.Sniffing around, it was the one who came out of the room on the right, and walked to the right by the window, still looking in the window through the net.I saw a copper bed in the front, and on the snow-white mattress, there was a set of opium smokers, and two people slept there to burn cigarettes.A horizontal wooden kang was placed on the side, and a cigarette lamp was being lit. A person was sleeping on it with his body sideways facing the lamp. He held a cigarette stick with three fingers in one hand and placed it on his thigh. A fist, stretched out a ring finger, stretched straight to the lamp.His eyes were closed, and he fell asleep in this position before finishing a puff of cigarette.When you look at the top, the two of you take a bite and I take a bite, but they are burning right.Suddenly a man ran in from outside and shouted: "Wang Bo, Wang Bo, get up, get up, Wang Zhiting is here." Opening his eyes, he said, "Ouch! I got confused. When did Zhiting come? I want to talk to him. I'll let you lie down." He stood up, and the man stretched his head Go, said many words in his ear, but he kept nodding.At the end, he said loudly: "That's natural. Friendship belongs to friendship, and business affairs belong to business affairs." He stretched out two fingers and said: "You can't count No. 9's own and ordinary things together. "After that, the man came into the outer room. Yang Xingyuan was afraid that he would come out and encounter something unseemly, so she stepped back, turned around and returned to the hall.Walking into the editorial office, I saw Wang Xiaoshan just hung up the phone.After a while, the phone rang again, and Yang Xingyuan picked it up and heard that it was Wu Bibo who wanted to talk to him.Wu Bibo asked: "Just now I called for half an hour, and the telephone exchange kept saying that someone was talking, who in your place has such nonsense?" Yang Xingyuan said with a smile: "At this time in the future, I ask you not to call. Call. Because around nine o’clock, a colleague wants to go to the women’s school for one o’clock homework on the phone. He has the privilege of occupying 60 minutes, and no one else is allowed to disturb him.” He spoke into the phone, Looking at Wang Xiaoshan, Wang Xiaoshan smiled slightly.Wu Bibo smiled and said: "I'll tell you some news. Now I'm in the amusement park. I'm watching the new play, but it's an acquaintance of ours. Guess who it is?" Yang Xingyuan said: "No head, no brain, How can I guess?" Wu Bibo said: "The Xue Chunxu in that advertisement is exactly Huang Mengxuan, a classmate of our middle school. Are you surprised?" Yang Xingyuan said: "I seem to have heard him singing as a song I don’t know that he changed his name and came to Beijing. But, how do you know it’s him?” Wu Bibo said: “When I was watching a play, I saw him as a guy who seemed very familiar. The more I looked at it, the more familiar it became. When I thought about it carefully, it was Mengxuan. I became a daredevil and ran to the backstage to have a look. Who knew that he saw me and called me first. At this time, he put on a disguise and looked like a girl. Student, otherwise, I dare not say hello to him. He knows that we are all in Beijing, and he just wants to talk to us. After you finish compiling the manuscript, why don’t you come and see your old friend.” Yang Xingyuan said: “It really is him, I I want to take a look. You wait there a little longer, I will be there before twelve o'clock." After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone.Unexpectedly, after twelve o'clock, my manuscript had just been edited, so I hurriedly got in the car and went out of Shunzhi Gate to the amusement park. At this time, the road was quiet, and there was nothing obstructing the view from the north to the extreme end of the south.The electric lights on the left side of the street are arranged far away from the front, and the arrangement becomes denser as the distance goes, hanging in the air like a string of bright stars.In the shadow of the lightning, there were only a few rickshaws, with a half-yellow and half-white lamp, rattling along the road.The north wind in the middle of the night blew down in the middle of the street and blew on the face, like cutting with unpleasant scissors one after another.Yang Xingyuan sat in the car, thought to himself and said with a smile: "In such a cold night, visiting friends from afar is no different from visiting Dai on a snowy night." After a while, the car arrived at the amusement park.Maybe it was over early, and there were only two street lamps left at the door. It was dark, and the door was closed, leaving half of the way in and out.Yang Xingyuan thought to himself, should I still go at this time?While hesitating, a person came out, turned sideways, walked out of the fence gate, and met Yang Xingyuan opposite.He took a closer look at Yang Xingyuan under the evening light, and said with a smile: "Wow! You told me to wait, when is it, you are here now? "This person is Wu Bibo. Yang Xingyuan said: "When the draft was finished, two other news came in temporarily, so it was late.Now let's go in together. "Wu Bibo said:" Wait for a while, he's going to close the door here, won't he lock us in. "Yang Xingyuan said: "Won't Huang Mengxuan come out? "Wu Bibo said:" You don't know, this group of civilized new dramatists seems to have a joint relationship with the words "demolition of the White Party". Make a fuss.This time, the people in their group are actually pretty. To avoid suspicion, they simply live in the amusement park, and they prefer to be in a guarded position, so as to reduce the suspicion from the outside. "Yang Xingyuan said: "Then, I'll come tomorrow during the day. "Wu Bibo said:" No need.I have already made an appointment with him, and I will have breakfast at Tiannan Building tomorrow morning, and whoever arrives will wait first. "Yang Xingyuan said:" This is very good.You don't have to go back to Beicheng, you can stay with me, and we will come together tomorrow, do you think it's okay? "Wu Bibo said:" Very good.In such a cold night, after taking a long-distance rickshaw, the first two feet will be frozen into ice cubes, not to mention the early morning cold coming out tomorrow. "Speaking, walked on the road, hired another car, and the two of them came to the Wanzhong Guild Hall. In the morning of the next day, they had washed their faces, and it was already ten o'clock, so they didn't dare to delay, so they went up to Tiannan Tower.When they arrived at Tiannan Tower, Huang Mengxuan hadn't come yet.The two of them brewed a pot of Longjing and waited while they ate the melon seeds.After about thirty minutes, the clerk shouted: "Someone is looking for Mr. Wu and Mr. Yang." Wu Bibo agreed, "Here." After saying that, Huang Mengxuan walked in.Yang Xingyuan took a look and saw that he was wearing a light gray woolen cap with a white blue checkered silk strip on it, a green woolen western-style overcoat, and a white crepe scarf with light green patterns around the collar.After six or seven years, his face was red and white, and he was still a child.Under the cheeks, there are still some light traces of rouge.As soon as he saw Yang Xingyuan, he rushed over to shake hands.Sit down, talk to each other about the years of absence.Yang Xingyuan smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Fang Xue Chunxu was printed in the newspaper. It turned out to be you. This was really unexpected. Although you were opposed by your family and many friends for acting, it was worth it." Huang Mengxuan smiled and said: "They are all old classmates, so I might as well tell the truth. I really can't do this role of acting. It was better in the Yangtze River. When I come to Beijing to play Xianggu, I feel that it is very difficult for me to have a second personality. Words are simply not worth discussing." Yang Xingyuan said: "This may be your subjective error. I thought that the clear will be clear, and the turbid will be turbid. That's not the case." Huang Mengxuan said: "To tell you the truth, I saw through it. There are all kinds of things in it, and people call him specifically to dismantle the White Party, which is really a compliment." Wu Bibo said with a smile: "You are very angry, and you must do something. According to what you say, is this Are there any characters on par with Xianggu in it?" Huang Mengxuan was holding a cup of tea to drink, when he heard this, he put down the cup, sighed and said, "If nothing else, it's the Wu Tian people in my class. , you probably know it. This gentleman, although he doesn’t act, he still wears women’s clothes, and he rides around in a car in the middle of the night.” Wu Bibo said: “This is really new.” Huang Mengxuan said: “ What is this, and what else?" Yang Xingyuan frowned and said, "Forget it! Friends who haven't seen each other for many years, they lost their serious words when they met. Why talk about these things anyway? Let's talk about other things." While talking, he turned his head to think for a while, and laughed. Said: "There is no meeting, it seems that there are many things to say, but after meeting, I don't know where to start, and I simply don't have a word." Wu Bibo said: "I have found a problem. Mengxuan, you order Are you married?" Huang Mengxuan said: "This question is an extremely difficult question. We eat this kind of food, everyone is a lady, of course she is not willing to give it to you, even a girl from a well-behaved family, she is not willing to give it to you. So, the matchmakers, except for the thieves of Wang Ba Rabbit Thief, are no-nonsense hooligans. If I become a leader, how can I agree? Besides, let’s find one by myself. Our social interaction is not allowed to be made public. Yes, whether you make friends with men or women, you are suspected, where can you find them?" Wu Bibo said with a smile: "People always say that new dramatists are demolishing the White Party, and it seems that demolishing the Baidang is synonymous with new dramatists. It seems that it is wronged." Huang Mengxuan said: "It is not wronged to be wronged, there are things about new playwrights dodging concubines. But this is all done by stealth, how can a good woman be willing to do such a thing? Looking for a wife here, isn't that looking for a maternity ghost to give birth? I saw a lot, thought it through, and decided not to come.To be more sloppy, there are one hundred and twenty wives. "Yang Xingyuan said: "The matter of the concubine's eldest daughter playing an opera is not a big deal in the Shanghai Concession, but people in Beijing will grit their teeth with hatred when they encounter such a thing.I advise you to be more careful, don't catch someone's hook, it's not for fun. "Huang Mengxuan said:" I can handle this matter. "Speaking, he took out a letter from his coat pocket, showed it to Yang Xingyuan, and said, "Look, I haven't been here for a week, and someone has delivered a deal to my door.Is it true that the new playwright is to blame for this white-out? "Yang Xingyuan took it over and took a look. On the envelope was written "Submit to Mr. Xue Chunxu for details", a total of ten characters. The writing was very weak, and it was obvious at a glance that it was written by a woman who didn't read much. Inside the envelope was a Draw, there is a small eight-line sheet inside, which reads; Mr. Chunxu Huijian: When I was in Hankou, I watched your plays a lot, and loved you very much. Now you are coming to Beijing again. I would like to ask Xiao De'er to send this letter to you. Please meet me. You are a kind and righteous person, so you will not delay it. Please send the letter to the sender. Yao Shuzhen looked at Yang Xingyuan with a smile and said: "It's interesting. Although there are a few other characters, the love is overflowing on the paper. Who is this little De'er?" Huang Mengxuan said: "I don't know who it is. This letter The letter was given to me by my servant. According to him, it was given to him by a waitress at the front desk. Probably this is Xiao Deer." Wu Bibo took the letter over and read it, and said with a smile: " What a virtuous and chaste woman, but she can write this letter." He asked Huang Mengxuan, "She said that she often watched your plays in Hankou, and of course it was an old friend of yours. What is she like? A history, looks good?" At this time, the waiter brought up the soup dumplings they asked for first.Huang Mengxuan picked up the buns with chopsticks and ate them slowly one by one with his head down.Wu Bibo slammed his chopsticks against the soy sauce dish, and said to Huang Mengxuan, "Tell me." Huang Mengxuan just smiled as he ate the buns.Wu Bibo said: "What are you laughing at?" Huang Mengxuan said: "I laugh at you, you are an amateur. You want to sing on the stage, it is me, Xue Chunxu; I don't know how many people are watching Xue Chunxu off the stage They go to the theater every day, so they recognize me naturally. How can I know who is Zhang San and Li Si under the stage? This letter is just one of many female spectators. How do I know who she is and whether she is good-looking or not? What about it?" Yang Xingyuan said: "That's what you said, since she sent you a letter, there must be no connection at all." Huang Mengxuan said: "There are so many things like this, so there is no connection! Sending an empty letter is not enough. Forget it, there are still people who send expensive things to your door." Yang Xingyuan said: "Then, how do you answer Xia for this letter?" Huang Mengxuan said: "Where can you answer, the answer will be entangled. Just ignore her. From my point of view, this person is probably a semi-open young lady. She seduces new playwrights, just like a troupe praising Kun Ling, so there is no sense of friendship!" Three people After talking for a while, everyone ate a bowl of noodle soup.Huang Mengxuan said: "Today is a new play during the day, I have to go to ask about the plot, I can't sit anymore. You also go to the backstage to play, okay?" Yang Xingyuan said: "We also have something to do, another day Let's come to see you in the backstage again." Saying that, they paid back the tea bill and dispersed. Huang Mengxuan went back to the amusement park alone.When I walked to my room backstage, I saw a white foreign-style envelope on the table, which was written by Mr. Xue Chunxu, and a Pang character was written beside it.When I took it apart, it turned out to be an invitation card, which stated that it was booked on the twentieth Sunday of the month.Xue Chunxu was looking at it when his servant, Old Liu, came over and said, "This is from Manager Pang. Please invite the few here to eat flowers and wine with a big package of silver. Will Mr. Huang go?" Huang Mengxuan said: "This is really strange. Aren't they afraid of us messing around? How can we invite us to visit the kiln?" Old Liu said: "This is just to entertain famous actors. There should be people who are managers." Huang Mengxuan said: "Why don't I know about this. But it's not good to treat guests, so why invite them to the kiln. You think, the eight major alleys are the most attractive places. In the future, people will see new dramatists going to the kiln in groups. Wouldn’t it be a shocking thing to go in, add some spices, and make news?” Old Liu said: “Anyway, the manager invited us, and we didn’t go by ourselves. What are we afraid of? Otherwise, let’s ask others. What do you think of them?" Huang Mengxuan said: "That's fine." After a while, Jiang Dui, who sang ugly, and Hu Dieyi, who sang life, came, and it happened that they were all invited.Huang Mengxuan asked him if the two of them would go?Hu Die said: "Since the manager came to invite us, wouldn't it be a shame to others if he doesn't go?" Huang Mengxuan said: "I'm afraid that this matter will reach the ears of the editor-in-chief of the Flower Newspaper, and it will be another good material to rip off At that time, even if you jumped into the Yellow River, you wouldn't be able to wash it off." Jiang Duan said: "It's such a coincidence, we just had a meal of flowers and wine, and the newspaper found out. Even if he published it, we can also use it Facts have proved that it is not our fault to say that Manager Pang invited us." Seeing that they were all willing to go, Huang Mengxuan thought he would be happy to have fun, so he didn't object. On the next day, after they had finished singing the evening opera, they really came to Juluyuan in large numbers. Apart from Pang Shoukang himself, they also invited a Mr. Guangdong to accompany them, and the rest were new playwrights.Because it was not early, in Xiaohong's room, the banquet was set up early, and everyone came and sat down immediately.Pang Shoukang is also good at entertaining, and invites them to sit down according to Bao Yin. Wu Tian, ​​Huadan, eats 300 yuan in silver, and sits for one seat; Xue Chunxu, a sad figure, covers 200 yuan in silver, and sits in two seats; old student Wu Yeai, covers 180 yuan in silver, and sits in three seats; He sat down in a daze.He stepped down by himself, set down a square stool, and Xiaohong sat down.Huang Mengxuan took a look, and saw that Xiaohong had braided permed hair, with a big red silk knot tied on the braid, wearing a cheongsam of sapphire blue satin, with a round face and a pair of watery almond eyes, making her look even more romantic.Xiaohong used to do business in Hankou, and she already had Xue Chunxu in her heart.It's really unexpected to eat wine at the same table tonight.Seeing Huang Mengxuan looking at her, she sat behind Pang Shoukang, glanced at Huang Mengxuan, and smiled a little with the corners of her eyes moving.Seeing her like this, Huang Mengxuan hit his heart, blushed, then lowered his head, only looked at the silver wine glass in front of him, accosted Wu Yeai who was seated next to him, and said: "Is the red girl really a red girl?" , even the wine cups are silver." Wu Yeai was about to tell him that the same is true for flower wine.Don't want Huang Mengxuan's words, several people have heard that he is a layman, everyone laughed, Huang Mengxuan became more and more embarrassed.Fortunately, at this moment, the curtain was lifted, and a girl came in wearing a mercury cloak.Seeing Xiaohong, she first called Lao Wu, and Wu Yeai swayed Huang Mengxuan with her hand, and said softly: "This is Peng Hai, the director of the General Affairs Department mentioned in the newspaper, who spent tens of thousands of dollars to beg for Saixian for three days." Huang Mengxuan When watching, everyone stopped laughing and all looked at her. Saixian took off his cloak, and an aunt took it, but walked behind Xiaohong, murmured in her ear, but looked at Wu Tianren, Huang Mengxuan, and Hu Dieyi with his eyes, turned around and patted With a red shoulder, he pursed his lips and smiled.Hu Dieyi has a thick skin, so she asked Xiaohong, "What are you laughing at me for?" Sai Xian pinched Xiaohong's eyes and told her not to say anything.Xiaohong said: "We say what we say, can you control what we laugh at?" Pang Shoukang said to Sai Ta: "I know what you mean. Talk to the boy on the radio, don't you?" Sai Xian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't talk nonsense." Then he sat down next to the Guangdong gentleman.These few new playwrights were afraid of going wrong, and they didn't dare to call the game. It's just that Xiaohong Saixian sang two pieces of music each, and that's fine.Firstly, it was late at night, and secondly, the flowers and wine were not delicious, so we sat down for a while and then broke up.Huang Mengxuan felt a little thirsty, so he took a tangerine from the fruit plate and wanted to peel it and eat it.Xiaohong was peeling a tangerine in her hand, and she only ate one petal. Seeing that Huang Mengxuan was going to peel the tangerines, she gave him the peeled oranges.Huang Mengxuan had no choice but to take it over, blushed and said softly with a smile: "Thank you." Xiaohong glanced at him, fucked Su Bai, and said, "sissy." These people smoked and washed their faces, but they didn't pay attention to the negotiations between the two of them. It's also a strange thing, Huang Mengxuan just ate a few tangerine petals of Xiaohong, and he always seemed to have something in his heart.When I got home and went to sleep, I slept on the pillow and warmed up the scene of eating flower wine just now with my eyes closed.Thinking of when Xiaohong gave him a tangerine to eat, "he secretly held my arm with his hand and lightly held it. Then he put on my coat for me and tapped my foot secretly on my leg. This is really interesting." After thinking about it, Xiaohong came over and said with a smile, "What are you thinking? Go and sit in my room." After hearing her words, Huang Mengxuan wished so much, so he went into Xiaohong's house.Xiaohong followed him in, held his hand, and pulled him to sit on the small iron bed behind the embroidered screen.Touching Huang Mengxuan's face with one hand, he said, "You acted like a girl on stage, why do you look like that? Even now I doubt that you are not a man." Huang Mengxuan couldn't help laughing when her face was itchy. .When he was enjoying himself, someone suddenly shouted: "Chunxu! Chunxu! What's the matter? Are you talking in your sleep?" Huang Mengxuan opened his eyes and saw that it was a dream.It was already dawn, and Hu Die wanted to call him from the bedside.Huang Mengxuan sat up slowly, found his watch under the pillow, and saw that it was already twelve o'clock, and it was only two hours before the curtain left, so he should get up and eat something so that he could go to make up.So he put on his clothes and got up, while asking Lao Liu to wash his face, he suddenly remembered that he bought a toothbrush last night and put it in his coat pocket. .This is not the original thing, I don't know where it came from.What is this thing, I will explain it next time.