Chapter 8 chapter eight

"Who says it's not? No matter how big the news is, it won't be remembered in a hundred days. People are really strange animals." "No, I still have to get the news out of Zhang Xu's mouth." "Forget it, don't give up. The two of them have no children. Once Yao Jing leaves, their relationship will end." It's no wonder women want to have children, they die to leave their names, and the geese leave their voices. The child has her blood on it. Sons and daughters of the former!Incredibly, I discovered more and more truths. The editor said: "Our original crew was invited to watch the ballet, did you know that?"

Is that Joline the heroine?Of course it's impossible. With the cast of the foreigner group, she's a bitch at best. If she's playing Swan Lake, she's one of the birds, and if she's playing Giselle, she's one of the ghosts.Rao is like this, and tickets are distributed indiscriminately. From this, we can see that it is not unreasonable for this kind of performance to be full of seats at every turn. "I don't want to go, I don't have to appreciate it, pointe dancing is just a kind of acrobatics to me." The editor sister can't laugh or cry. "No wonder Mrs. Zhang said you were unruly."

"What did she say?" I raised an eyebrow. "She said women who love steak tartare are unruly." "Ha!" I put my hands on my hips. "She likes to control others, don't you notice?" "Don't talk about her, this old witch, now you should understand why Yao Jing never wants to go to New York." "It's no wonder she wants to give you the money. There is no one worthy of her." "Yes, Liu Xia." I said, "She is a good person." "Liu Xia refuses to accept." "What am I worth?" I asked.

"You helped her." "That counts?" I smiled wryly. "For a lonely person, she will always remember a little bit of strength." I lowered my head, thought for a long time, and finally asked: "Watching the ballet, what clothes should I wear?" "A narrow spring linen coat, white gloves, a leather handbag, and high heels." I said I didn't have that kind of outfit, "I'm not going." "I only have one set of clothes for traveling, and I have worn them today, and I can't wear them again." Sister Bian was very cunning, "You push it for me."

It had to be like this. I don't know anything about classical music and dance. This is my blind spot, so I feel very inferior. However, Shou Lin said that if I am willing to dress well and sit patiently for three hours, no one will see that I am a layman. . I am very emotional. When I first left with Shou Lin, I also pretended to be a lady, with my head raised slightly, with a subtle smile, and I didn’t say three words a night, and I often accompanied him to listen to music and watch dramas. All kinds of excuses, so that I can lie down at home and read martial arts novels, and my free and lazy nature is exposed, which is out of control.

This is the most difficult hurdle for me and Shou Lin to overcome, the incongruity in personality, he is a little bourgeois, and I am a little bohemian. I haven't been to the concert hall for a long time. It can be imagined that when Yao Jing first met Zhang Xu, she also had a fresh feeling. She thought that entering a new life is like entering a new role, and she will get used to it immediately, and she can try different levels of lifestyles.Because she forgot that there are breaks in acting, and when the lights go out, she can stop work. As a human being, she does it non-stop every day, and she lacks a famous director to tell her what to do. She suddenly lost her position and failed.

I would suffer the same pain if I decided to go with Shou Lin. ——I have to be a good housewife, raise two children and one daughter or more, keep the house clean, and direct servants and drivers... It’s not bad, it’s just my novel, and the novel hasn’t started yet write it.Just give up like this?Maybe I can become famous, maybe I can win an award, I am too unwilling. Shou Lin asked, "What are you thinking? The soul seems to be ten thousand kilometers away." I forced a smile, "Oh yes, I'm sorry." "You have all the shortcomings of an artist, but you don't have the talent of an artist." He laughed at me.

I thought to myself: "I have the temperament of an artist." "Yes, I'm out of my mind." Will such jokes be unacceptable after marriage?After a long time, it will always be harsh. Mrs. Zhang is really beautifully dressed at night.The old woman looks very good wearing jadeite and pearls. She sits there, majestic like a queen, and her relatives and friends around her become her followers.But Yao Jing herself is also a queen, a movie queen.The sparks of friction between the two mother-in-law and daughter-in-law can be imagined. I asked Shou Lin, "Is this 'Walnut Pod'?" Fortunately, only these few plays come and go.

"Who is Joline playing?" Shou Lin said, "Shh." Everyone's neck seemed to be stiff, and they were all focused on the stage.This is self-cultivation and education. My ideal life is not like this. I always hope to take a sailboat with a marine biologist from the National Geographic Society to study the rare local jellyfish in the Caribbean. Drink lin wine, lie on the deck and have soft and wet dreams. So why not commit to pursuing this life? Because I have to make plans for me when I am old. If I am young and don’t work hard, how can the boss have a home?Had to catch Yang Shoulin when he was young...

"Applause." Shou Lin said softly. I clapped my two white-gloved hands.Wriggling impatiently in the seat, the cocoon came out. After finally making it to the middle of the break, they went to the bathroom one after another. Seeing that Zhang Xu hadn't moved, I also stopped. He started by flipping through the show catalogue, and then stared at the stage where the curtain ended. I asked bluntly, "Are you going to get married?" "yes" "Your mother likes her?" I was always blunt. "yes" "Will you marry the woman Ling Tang likes?" I said.

"yes" "Why?" The question could not be more rude. "Because she has great power." The answer is very simple. I was shocked, "But Mr. Zhang, you are a professional yourself, you don't have to rely on her." "Really?" Zhang Xu's gaze remained on the stage, "Try asking your boyfriend to leave the family and come out to find something to do." I was desperate, "There is always a way." "I tried it for three years." He said calmly, "I didn't find any access, and finally decided to restore my original identity." "I never knew she had a heart attack?" "No" "That's already a page in the past, you don't want to remember it anymore?" "Yes, Miss Xu, if you can give me a chance, I will be grateful that you don't mention this matter." I bowed my head, and I knew I was going too far. "Thank you." But I was very sad, I was too sad to sit down as if nothing happened, I left the concert hall without saying a word to Shou Lin, turned around and left.So irrational that I let my emotions dictate my behaviour. As soon as I got to the door, a spotlight was already shining on me. I looked up, and it was a flat sports car, with Shi Qi sitting in it. His car slid over. "Come up." "Who told you I was here?" "Miss Liang." "What's new?" I asked. "If I marry Wang Yu, will you forgive me?" "No, I will hate you forever." He laughed out loud, but then withdrew his smile, his face alternated between sadness and joy, shocking the viewers. "Wang Yu is getting married." "Isn't the groom you?" "Of course not." He was deeply disappointed. I understand very well.He doesn't love her, but he thinks that she loves him, and she will spend her whole life for him. Now that she has a new life, he is worthless for himself. Losing a lifelong slave is not a small matter. "The other party's conditions are much better than yours, right?" I understand very well. "Naturally," he quipped, "all the vegetables in San Francisco's Chinatown restaurants come from his family's farm." Will Wang Yu have to grow vegetables?I wonder how some women stretch beyond belief. But no matter what, her goal has been achieved, Shi Qi finally takes her seriously and feels sad for her.Therefore, in order to avenge one arrow and discourage the enemy, remember to live and live better. "I really didn't expect it to be so soon..." Shi Qi said. "You should be grateful for her getting a new life. This is called the road that never ends." "Will she be happy?" Shi Qi was very unconvinced, his handsome facial features twisted. "What's the loss? She's not happy with you anyway." Shi Qi was completely discouraged. "Let her go, she is a poor character, emotionally you deliberately starve her to death, at this moment she finds half a bowl of cold food elsewhere, you let her eat it." Shi Qi raised his head, "Your words are really vivid." "Yes, this is my only skill." I smiled. "Is that why your boyfriend loves you?" "No, he hates me for that." I left without saying goodbye, but Shou Lin didn't come to investigate. The editor said, "It's different from before." In the past, I chased Tianjiaodi to explain, but it was just because of the trivial matters of sesame and mung beans, and I couldn't do without seeing each other for a day. "It's my fault. I should control my feelings." "Wang Yu is getting married." "Yes, someone just informed me that I'm saying goodbye to the film industry and entertaining reporters for dinner tonight." I sighed. "I think Wang Yu will have to understand. After suffering from Shi Qi, if he doesn't understand, then he is too stupid." "I heard that the other party is very popular in Chinatown, but she has a way." "Hey, they are all Li Kui who can't be beaten to death. They are very skilled. You and I are different. Maybe we have to sit in this apartment until we grow old. It's about character. You don't want men to argue with them. Look at the price. .” The editor laughed. We teased each other again, why will your spine fall away one by one when you see a man, can you pout your lips after your thirtieth birthday, are you willing to take the risk of cooking and washing to go Chinatown and more. I finally felt that I was more boring than Wang Yu. Since I was so disdainful, why did I bring it up? From this, it can be seen that there is still a little grievance in my heart, maybe there is still a trace of jealousy? I said, "Go and see Wang Yu." "Beware of Shou Lin saying that you are downgraded." "Ignore him." I said sullenly. "It's so beautifully dressed, come and show off with you." Wang Yu was entertaining guests at the Chaozhou Hotel, opened several bottles of high-end brandy, the cups and plates were messed up, and the table was nearing the end. Wang Yuren is very happy when it comes to happy events, and she immediately greets us when she sees us.She is very beautiful, wearing a silk cheongsam, her young and beautiful figure is fully exposed under the thin material, no wonder the waiters in the restaurant still spared a pair of eyes to peek at it in their busy schedule. She was busy making arrangements, and specially called Xiaocai to entertain us again. Because others returned to the mahjong table, she simply came over to talk with us. "When will it be over?" "Next week." "So fast?" "I'm tired of it. Anyway, I have some money on hand, so it counts when I get married." "Don't hate Shi Qi anymore?" My straightforwardness was almost perfect. "Who is he?" Wang Yu threw me a sweet smile. The editor said: "That's good, everything is great." Anyway, he wasn't worth her remembering. "You don't intend to bully him anymore?" I asked. "Burn everything in front of him, so as not to return it to him, he will use it to threaten me in the future." Wow, thirty years of feng shui has changed, who would dare to underestimate a woman, now Wang Yu is worth a hundred times, she has escaped from the sea of ​​suffering, and cultivated to a positive result. I really envy her.There's nothing as confusing as an unfulfilling relationship that eats away at the soul and makes it hard to breathe. It's only a little bit better than cancer.Now that Wang Yu has recovered, I am really happy for her. She ate a bowl of oyster porridge with us. "I always thought you guys didn't like me," she said with a smile, "because you were on Yao Jing's side." The editor said: "Miss, we are all adults, and we can still tell right from wrong. How can things be as simple as black and white? Loyalty is loyal, treachery is treachery? That's good. It's a pity that everything in the world has at least one There are two sides." "Am I a good person or a bad person?" She suddenly asked. "Some things are good people, some things are bad people, everyone is the same." Wang Yu was relieved, exhaled a breath, her chest rose and fell, looking very charming. Wang Yu asked: "You guys are so familiar with Yao Jing, let me tell you, is she prettier or am I prettier?" I put down the spoon, "It's two completely different things." She mocked and said, "That doesn't mean I'm not as good as her." "Neither," I said, "you have your advantage." "Why doesn't he love me?" Wang Yu was very frank. "Of course he loved you, otherwise why did he live with you for so long?" "What happened next?" Wang Yu asked me. "Later? Later he thought that what he didn't get was the best." I said it very humorously. Wang Yu is not stupid, she blinked her big eyes, "But Yao Jing is indeed a charming woman," she lowered her head, "and me, I am too rough." I said, "You have youth." "She also had youth. When I get old, I may not have her taste." Wang Yu is still brooding. "She's dead." "But she got so much." Wang Yu refused to let Yao Jing go. "She paid more than you can imagine." I said, "And you are still alive and have a lot to do." She rested her head on her hands, still unwilling.This woman's hair is extremely thick, her eyebrows and sideburns are beautiful, and the hair on her lips is fine and dense, especially sexy. She has her advantages, naturally, more than a little. I said: "You are about to start a new life, please forget everything here." She suddenly began humming softly, which was adapted from an old song of "Carmen": "Men are just for entertainment, what's the big deal!" After singing, she smiled very lonely. After a long time, amidst the sound of cards being slammed across the table, she hummed again: "What is love, what is love, and it's not just men and women who are acting..." Then she stood up, raised the corner of her cheongsam, and went to greet the guests elsewhere. Sister Editor couldn't help following the tune, and asked me: "Who wrote the words at that time? That's good." "If you get nostalgic, you're old," I said, "let's go." Sitting behind a man, Wang Yu said, "Hit nine barrels, just hit it." The man was so dazed that he almost took out his heart and beat it out. I see the lottery.Beautiful women often have nine lives. Sister Editor said: "We have to go, take care." "Thank you for coming." She stood up to see off the guests. I also said, "Blessings." "Are you still looking for Yao Jing's daughter?" "Can you help us?" Sister Editor asked quickly. "I only know her name." I wanted to try Wang Yu, "What's your last name?" "Qu, Qu Mali." Wang Yu didn't lie. "Where does she live?" "She is eighteen years old. I don't know where she lives, but it's not hard to find her. Why haven't you heard from her for so long?" I couldn't help but laugh, "You can say sarcastic remarks." She sneered, "Hey, you scholars are sometimes very stupid. That girl is a girl from a famous school. Think about it, how many famous schools are there in this city? How many people have the surname Qu?" I said "Yeah" and immediately grabbed Sister Bian's arm, our brains are too dull. Really, how many schools are there in this city? We immediately started this blanket search. Don't think it is a simple matter. Most of the school officials are unwilling to disclose the personal information of the students and suspect our identities. After many hardships and asking acquaintances everywhere, we checked dozens of famous schools in the local area. No Qumali. After two weeks, we started to track down the second-tier schools, already a little discouraged. Intuitively, we think that Qu Mali Bingxue is smart, beautiful, and excellent in academics, so he doesn't look like someone who went to ordinary middle school. This project is so trivial, and my sister and I are exhausted. At this time, Wang Yu has successfully married to the United States of America, and there is one missing shining star here.Shi Qi really began to feel lonely, the two important women in his life had left him, his soulless eyes added a layer of depth to this. Shi Qi would often lie on the table with his chin on his arms and meditate. At the same time, he also heard that the girls around him had changed one after another. Shou Lin called us generously and called us "female sitting at home"—"What are the two women sitting at home doing?" The more polite you are, the more hopeless this relationship seems. And Zhang Xu has already returned to his hometown with his mother and new lover. Only Xiao Liang and I, like two idiots, are still upset about this past incident. We got nothing. Even a few international schools have been searched, but Miss Qumali is still missing. Sister Editor muttered, "I can't let go at this moment, but I'm about to bottom out, and I'm broke." Don't I have the same troubles? The editor suddenly asked: "...Yao Jing's money?" "No!" "It's your money now." "Every penny of this money will go to the girls' home." "That's not her intention. She gave you the money." I was shocked, "I know that poor people will be short-sighted, but you are a scholar, how can you use such a crooked brain?" "So what about scholars? You won't be hungry if you have a Masipuster? If you have enough food and clothing, you will know honor and disgrace, you know?" "You're not there yet," I said. Sister Editor said, "It's about the same." No wonder no matter what kind of newspapers and magazines there are people to fill the gaps, most of them are for the stomach. Life is the main premise, for the sake of life, insults do not count. I said, "We'll make another plan when we're at the end of our rope." The editor revealed her heartfelt feelings: "Yang Shoulin told me to go back to work." I said: "Go back, you are no better than me, you are very good at work, it is a pity to resign." "You don't blame me?" "How can I blame you?" "Shoulin doesn't forgive me." The more I said this, the more strange it became. "He said that I shouldn't be crazy with you. If I let go of this matter, maybe you can't do it alone. Let it go and return to normal." Sister Bian said. After hearing these words, I was worried and happy at the same time. The worry was that Shou Lin still didn't understand my character at all. The joy was that he hadn't given up on me from the beginning to the end. I said: "Think about it, when we do news, no matter what the nature is, we are always in a passive state, what happens, what we write, it seems that the victim is feeding us with a spoon, so I must investigate this matter to the bottom. " "Find out who is the murderer? Find out the cause of Yao Jing's death?" "Everyone knows she died of a heart attack. No, what I want to know is why she is so lonely." "You've chased him so far." "I'm still looking for the final answer." I said, "You don't have to accompany me." "Sako, you are as stubborn as an ox." "yes?" "I have to move home." "Please leave your notes and photos." "Look at you, tense and focused like you are doing a paper." If it is a dissertation, the title of this article is much more meaningful than "Eighteenth Century British Views on the Poet Browning". "Are you really going to write it into a book?" "I don't know." Sufficient information does not make a novel a good-looking novel. The so-called "novel" is basically a kind of notes, sexy and loose. It is a very stupid thing to pursue the truth in the novel. That kind of old-fashioned person is not worthy of reading novels at all, only scientific reports. "You may lose Yang Shoulin because of this." My self-esteem is very strong, "You mean that Yang Shoulin may lose me." "Too hard-mouthed to lose him for a work that has so little chance of being written?" I laughed, "You know I'm not here for this. You go back to work, don't think you owe me anything." "Let me know when you find Qumali." I said, "Should I tell this girl her life experience?" "At the end of the twentieth century, who will have a mysterious life experience, who has everything to tell, I'm afraid she already knows." Sister Editor said. "Don't spoil the scenery." I said. Now that you know, why don't you show up at the funeral? The editor suddenly said: "You miss Yao Jing so much, do you want to find a psychic to try?" I shuddered, "No!" "Do not believe?" "no. "Don't want to know more?" I suddenly asked, "Ask what?" "Ask where to find Qumali." "She will tell us?" "It is said that it can." "I don't ask." People who do this kind of thing are either extremely ignorant and superstitious, or they are wise beyond ordinary people, and they can understand life and death. I am not included in the two, and I don’t have the courage. "Don't dare to forget." "Master said, respect ghosts and gods and stay away." "Such an upright person," Sister Editor laughed, "Who should I show it to?" "See for yourself." "Gufang admires herself too much, beware of being like Yao Jing." "Yao Jing just pays too much attention to what other people think." "If you go and call her, she will definitely come," Sister Bian said. "Stop talking." I wiped my tired face with both hands. The editor went to the kitchen to make coffee. I lay on the sofa and read the notes made by sister editor. The writing is really good, especially the details, which are detailed and vivid.The report is faithful, but there are not many texts with such high readability. I said: "You should develop more in this area, so as not to spoil the genius." She is silent. I praised her with hyperbole: "Every paragraph is a short story." The editor handed me the coffee: "Miss, a short story can only be a short story under one circumstance, that is, when you pick up the pen and try hard to write it into a short story." The editor said: "Your Excellency is holding notebooks. No matter how short stories look like them, they are just like words. Don't make people irresponsible and look like a quack." I blushed, "Can it be developed into a novel?" "Go and develop, don't just sit there and marvel, it's such an easy thing, don't let the fat and water fall into other people's fields." "You can't talk about it?" I said awkwardly. "Of course you can, not only can you say that next time you have a chance, you can also be a novel selection expert. I will teach you a secret: whoever is the most popular at the moment, you can choose a new person, and say that his writing is worse than that of the most popular person." Okay. Why? Let it out, you are not as good as him, it doesn’t matter, you don’t have genius, but you have insight, you know who will win than the predecessors.” "Hey, hey," I jumped up, "I'm your advocate." "Insincere and nonsensical supporters are as abominable as insincere and nonsensical critics." "too difficult." "Yes, it is too difficult for a person to be sincere." I was annoyed, "When will you go back to work?" "Next week." At this moment, the doorbell rang loudly. I said, "This must be Shi Qi, a big star is extraordinary." When the door opened, it was indeed him. What's the surprise?There is nothing new under the sun, what kind of people do what kind of things. " Long before we interacted with Shi Qi, we knew that what he did today didn't need iron gods to show his talent, everything was as expected. But today he looks gloomy and uncertain.He fell down on the sofa and asked us to bring out the wine. "What's the matter?" I asked. He pondered, unable to open his mouth. Now and then he has treated us as his sister, and told us everything, and more importantly, about the relationship between men and women, he has heard things that make people blush, why is he hesitating at this moment, and looks at him, as if he is suffering Shocked, who dares to frighten this brave guy? Shi Qi took two sips of whiskey on ice, and said, "Just now, I went to find the man with the shaman." I couldn't say anything to Sister Bian, but I didn't expect him to go first. We sat quietly in front of him and listened to him reveal more. He continued: "I didn't believe it at first, but in broad daylight, what can an old woman say?" "What happened next?" I asked tremblingly. "I said I wanted to ask about Qumali's whereabouts." "How about it?" "Her hand writes on ashes—" "What word?" "the University" "what?" "the University." "I don't understand." Shi Qi stumbled, "Why don't you understand? She told us to go to the university to look for Qu Mali. We have been looking for it in middle school, no wonder we found nothing!" But I felt that the pores all over my body opened and stood up suddenly, and I got goose bumps. Over there, the editor-in-law shouted: "Oh." A word awakened the dreamer. "How is it possible?" I was terrified, "How could anyone know that we were looking for Qumali in middle school?" "Yao Jing knows." Shi Qi covered his face with his hands. I tried my best to get back to normal, "No nonsense, what news?" "She said she had nothing to say." I calmed down, "That's it, you are not allowed to go to that kind of place in the future." Shi Qi looked pale, and lay down on the carpet, "I miss her." These four primitive and simple words are so soul-stirring that no explanation is needed. "You've had a lot of new girlfriends." "That's different." "Things will always pass, Shi Qi." "I can't seem to forget," he tugged at his hair. "Why why why? I asked her to help me forget." I couldn't help but ask, "What did she say?" "She didn't say anything." "Don't ask any more questions," I said, "Shi Qi, don't ask any more questions." He suddenly hugged me, put his head on my shoulder, and whimpered like a child. It makes me old to see him so sad. When Yang Shoulin saw this scene, he didn't know where he would go. I patted Shi Qi's back in a rhythmic way, neither slow nor fast, with the same severity. Since ancient times, mothers have used this method to comfort their babies. "I want to forget her, I must forget her." Shi Qi said painfully. It was already dusk, and the rain was gradually falling outside the window. Sister Bian came out of the room and turned on the light with a "snap". "I found it," she said. "Find who?" I asked. "Chumali," she said, "studies English literature in college, is a very good first-year student, and has many boys courting her." Shi Qi raised his head, "It turns out that the old woman is so effective in college." He said frantically, "I'm going to see her!" Unconvinced, I said, "I've searched all over middle school but I can't find it. Why don't I plan to go to university." "Nonsense, you are really planning to give up." Shi Qi argued with me. The editor said: "Hey, hey, don't make a noise, let's pick her up from school tomorrow." "I'll go too." Shi Qi said stubbornly.