"What is Lao Han looking for you?"

"You don't know?" Lin Haven was a little surprised, he thought that Lin Zuodong was not good at being his master, so he went to pull him over. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

Lin Zuodong obviously didn't know, and looked puzzled, "I don't know, he said before that he wanted to see you." ”

"Let's go home and talk about it. ”

In fact, after such a toss, it was almost time to get off work, and Lin Zuodong was stunned to ride his old broken bicycle to carry Lin Haven, but he declined.

"You hurry up and get a driver's license, go back and buy a car, this thing, let him retire with peace of mind." Lin Haven patted this well-maintained old fellow.

"You didn't know how much you liked it when you were a child, I didn't take you when I went out, you just hugged this back wheel, crying, that's a miserable. Tears and snot are flowing down your mouth, and I don't see you choking-"

"Don't say it. ”

Although it was the great achievement of his childhood, Lin Haven was reluctant to continue listening.

"If someone comes to interview you in the future, don't say that. While the two of them walked, Lin Haven instilled in his father what a celebrity's childhood should be like, "You have to say this, when Lin Haven was a child, he was very quiet and usually liked to observe, and other children were noisy every day, so he liked to stand by the window, looking at the birds in the sky, looking at the dragonflies swirling low, and his eyes flashed with the light of thought."

Sometimes when it rains, he will be particularly focused on staring at the dripping rain, the small palm stretches out, feeling the numbness of the raindrops on the hand, once, he suddenly said to me in a particularly novel way, 'Dad, the little rain is biting my hand', I suddenly felt that this child has the gift of perceiving the world, a poetic, extremely sensitive to beauty. So, from then on, I focused on developing his abilities in this area. ”

"When did you say that, you were out there once, and it rained, and you fell into the mud, and you came back and said that you were going to blow up the rain with a cannonball. ”

The corners of Lin Haiwen's mouth twitched, "Artistic processing, you know? Oh, one day, I will become famous, and people will look at my information." Mr. Lin Haven's father, when reminiscing about his childhood, told the story of how he once used a cannon to blow up the rain fairy, which was full of childlike fun. Like words?"

"It's like a word, okay, just follow what you said, I'll repeat it, you listen, Lin Haven ...... when he was a child"

In the late spring of May, the father and son discussed Lin Haven's childhood in the surging crowd of people off work, and thus formed the original text in Lin Haven's biography, which was not true, but was full of laughter and human voices this evening.

After studying, I found that as long as she boiled the yellow stewed chicken sauce, the final finished taste was the way she made it, so now the store has invited a serious master to be in charge of the kitchen, she and Wu Qian are busy in front, most of the time they come back early, after seven o'clock, there are fewer people to eat, Wu Qian and Liang Yu are busy, they will send her home early, lest Liang Yu send her home early, or Lin Zuodong to pick it up.

Today Liang Xue made a hearty meal at home without braised chicken - they hadn't eaten this dish for a long time.

I'm tired of eating.

After eating, Liang Xue was idle and went to watch TV, "When will your film be broadcast?"

"It's not finished filming yet, it's good to be able to broadcast in August and September, and you have to watch the later stage, the TV station, in short, not necessarily, but it should be able to be broadcast this year, after all, the subject matter is still quite popular. ”

"Hey, I haven't watched much TV lately, it's been a while, and now these dramas are more routine than the other. ”

Lin Haven was amused, "You can see the routine?" Expert, next time our company will make its own drama, and I will find you as a consultant." ”

"Go, go, go. ”

Lin Haven dragged his father to sit on the edge of the balcony, a little windy, not cold, and poured two cups of tea, "Tell you about your editor-in-chief Han today." ”

"You say. ”

"Aren't you going to revise it again, you know? In your society, it seems that you want me...... I think it's unlikely that all future poetry works will be published in the evening newspaper. Not to mention that I can't afford to offend some big-headed periodicals outside, if you want to say that the supplement of "People's Literature and Art" comes to ask for a manuscript, I can politely decline. If Editor-in-Chief Yang asks for a manuscript, can I still refuse to give it? And, after all, I can't use my poems to give political achievements to your leaders or to anyone in the city, right?"

After speaking, Lin Haven took a sip of tea, "What do you think? There is room for negotiation, right? I thought, if he really thinks one song is not enough, then I will send three songs, and I will also give you an observation period." The level may not be as good as those of "Drinking Alone Under the Moon", but it should still be okay. ”

Lin Zuodong was silent for a while, then stood up and looked at the shadows of the sassy trees on the side of the road outside: he suddenly talked about the previous incident: "Actually, it was said on the Internet that I ghostwrote for you, and I also saw it." I thought I wanted to stand up and clarify it for you, but I didn't expect you to solve it yourself, you kid has the ability, turning the world upside down, better than your dad and me. “

"The emotional garden is what it is now, and it was also brought up by your article, and now they want to repeat the old tricks, but for the sake of me being your father. In the poetry section of the "Linchuan Evening News", how many people in the whole Linchuan can write poetry? I will tell them about this matter, you agree today, tomorrow they will dare to ask for something else, the emotional column is there, you want poetry, poetry is there, maybe when you become famous in painting, they will open the oil painting section again. ”

"You don't need a hard top, one or two of my poems, you can't bring it, and in the end he still has to withdraw. ”

Lin Zuodong nodded and didn't speak again.

Liang Xue may have felt the rare solemn atmosphere in this family, and glanced at this side from time to time, but she didn't ask, there should be communication between the old men.

Lin Haven washed up and went back to his room to rest.

On the interface of the rivers and lakes, this wave of villains has increased to more than 40,000 for him.

Now on his interface, there is a library cabinet, which has been used twice, and there is one left. There is a tamper that has never been used once, and the "serious consequences" in its instructions for use have made Lin Haven always quite cautious and not dare to use it easily. In addition to this, it is a pair of jade pendants with the same soul and a blindfold. The jade pendant is useful for him, and as for the blindfold, he has no object for the time being. This life is too good, there is no need to be as thirsty as Yin Zhiping.

"Heavenly Spirit, Earth Spirit, give me something useful. ”

Lin Haven clicked on Xiaotianji's exchange, and pulled out three things. (To be continued.) )