Zhuang Yonglin hadn't reacted yet, and there were several on the side, and he subconsciously took a step back. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Strictly speaking, they are either the same generation as Lin Haven, or even a generation later than him. From the perspective of the literary world, Lin Haiwen studied under Lu Songhua, and he has no score with high seniority. Judging from his achievements, Lin Haiwen, as a member of the Writers' Association, is also much higher than most people on the scene. From money, influence, fame, etc., no one dares to add a face to say that he is Lin Haiwen's elder.

In that case, don't they have to call Uncle after that?

Zhuang Yonglin's back was almost like being shot through by a laser, and it was hot.

Dig a pit, you can also find a thin-skinned one.

"Lin, Commissioner Lin, what a humor. ”

"No, no, no, I mean it. Lin Haven looked serious at this time, it was really serious that he had never seen before: "Teacher Mudong will be my father in the future, and I have to serve for three festivals and two birthdays." Where is the joke, Commissioner Zhuang, Teacher Zhuang, what do you mean by this? Look down on me Lin Haven? Playing with me? I listened to you, but you are playing with me. ”

it, use the topic to play a role.

"Commissioner Lin laughed, your habit of casually recognizing your father is not unusual. ”

"Yohe, then what kind of consideration did you consider when you asked me to recognize my father before? You want me to make a fool of myself? Zhuang Yonglin, don't you know that I, Lin Haiwen, have a fist as big as a casserole?"

Hurry up, the people on the side can't watch anymore, and the fight is going on.

"Mr. Lin, Mr. Lin, don't be angry, don't be angry. A man wearing striped body blood and also hanging a writer's sign came up and smiled and pleaded with Lin Haven.

"Okay, I'll give you a face. Ah, who are you?"

...... "I don't know who I am, so you give me face?" Cheng Haiyang also has a headache: "Contemptible Cheng Haiyang, from Jiaodong's "Zhiqiu" magazine. ”

"Oh, Mr. Cheng, hello. Since you have come forward, this face must be given to you. But, Zhuang Yonglin, this old thing—"

"You-"

"You're still not convinced of the old thing?"

"Don't don't," Cheng Haiyang looked bitter: "Don't quarrel, ah, there are so many people, both of them are big names who have become famous and have families, don't make people laugh." ”

"Yes. Lin Haven nodded: "I'm a good porcelain from the official kiln, I can't call a pig trough for me to touch." That's it, Zhuang Yonglin, you apologize to me, I'll forget it, I don't care about you. Anyway, you are all colleagues of the Writers' Association, so I will tolerate you. ”

Zhuang Yonglin is now as angry as a pufferfish.

Wicked +200, Wicked +500, Wicked +1000...... This wave is very violent.

He has already determined, fortunately, Lin Haven is not so active in the writers' association system, otherwise he will definitely have a short life span of several years, and every time he sees Lin Haven, nothing good happens.

"You don't apologize? If you don't apologize, I'll be angry, I'll start a fire and even I'm afraid of myself. ”

Cheng Haiyang's body trembled.

Obviously, he was also afraid that Lin Haven would be angry.

He is a native of Jiaodong, and in the Jiaodong literary and art circles, Zhang Yun was the top figure at the beginning. As a result, as soon as Lin Haven got angry, he killed him - now he is nesting in his hometown in Jiaodong, and no one is gone.

He wanted to retreat, and now it's just Amitabha Buddha who doesn't burn him.

Lin Zuodong is the first time in his life to see Lin Haiwen's majesty. When Lin Haven didn't come just now, although Zhuang Yonglin was because of Lin Haven, there was really a reason why his granddaughter liked it, and he told Lin Zuodong a lot. Lin Zuodong also heard from the people next to him that the status of this Zhuang committee member in the industry is much higher than him.

But this is such a person, the big man everyone is holding, and he was actually pointed at his nose by Lin Haven and had nothing to say.

It's too cruel, Lin Zuodong is such a pure and kind good person, he can't adapt to it.

"Ahem," Lin Zuodong glared at Lin Haven secretly: "Forget it, don't make a fuss about a trivial matter, let's disperse, there are so many good books today, don't miss it." ”

Such as the sound of Lunyin!

Cheng Haiyang dragged Zhuang Yonglin away.

Lin Haiwen pouted: "Then listen to my father, Commissioner Zhuang, there will be no such good thing next time." ”

Wicked +1200, from Zhuang Yonglin, Jingcheng.

This hatred has broken through the sky.

“…… Hehe, Mr. Lin said and laughed, Mr. Mu Dong couldn't stand it. "Cheng Haiyang is still relatively kind, and before leaving, he gave Lin Zuodong a relief, and he was scolded by Lin Haiwen. After all, it was Lin Zuodong who came out just now to block Lin Haven's fist as big as a casserole, and the anger that he himself was afraid of.

"Ahh Lin Haven cleared his throat and exposed Lin Zuodong: "Let me officially introduce to you, this Mr. Mudong, formerly known as Lin Zuodong, is from Linchuan and is my father. Of course, we don't have to worry about it. ”

Lin Zuodong nodded with a dry smile.

How embarrassing.

It's embarrassing.

Zhuang Yonglin even forgot to give Lin Haiwen the villain value, and Cheng Haiyang's group of onlookers were like they were struck by thunder, and they couldn't speak.

Daddy?

Is it really my father?

"Hahaha," seeing the explosion on their faces, Lin Haven was broken: "It's genuine!

Then he and Lin Zuodong left.

Leaving a group of people who seem to have smoked too much haze and become fools, looking at each other and confused. After relieving for a while, the big guys all looked at Zhuang Yonglin, this is really a shame and a full set, digging pits for people without digging, and being slapped left and right with bows and slaps, tsk, face burning panic.

……

"You're too arrogant. Lin Zuodong walked away with Lin Haven and began to teach him to be a man: "You are very hateful like this, be careful that people make you stumble." ”

"Cut, naïve. ”

"Pumping you, it's not big or small. ”

“…… Okay, your son is in the capital, up to the Government Council, the Ministry of Culture, the Federation of Literary and Art Circles, the Writers' Association, down to all kinds of periodicals, magazines and newspapers, university theater industry peers, the music circle on the left, the TV circle on the right, and even the publishing house, the art world, etc., all of them are flat, and they don't lift their feet, don't be afraid!" Lin Haiwen was very arrogant in front of his father.

"Oh, bullying the subordinates, consolidating the party, weaving a network of interests, mixing in all kinds of circles, cracking down on dissidents, and being arrogant, right?"

"That's a good summary. ”

Lin Haven praised his dad.

"Fuck off, you're just. ”

Lin Zuodong still has a loving father's heart, although he quarrels, but he still earnestly teaches Lin Haven to be kind to others, do good deeds and accumulate virtues-isn't this unlucky? If he does good deeds and accumulates virtues, what if he triggers some hidden rule in the Valley of the Wicked and attracts heavenly thunder to chop him to death? He hasn't lived enough.

I had to respond with grace.

Lin Zuodong walked to his bookstall before he stopped. But he also saw that Lin Haven didn't listen to it at all.

"Hey, Mr. Mu, right? You're Mr. Mu, right? Come on, Nini, this is Shuke's Mudong father. A young mother, who caught a glimpse of Lin Zuodong's badge, suddenly became excited, and pulled her little girl over, which shows that she really likes "Shuke and Beta".

The little girl was even more excited: "And Beta, and Beta." ”

"Little sister, hello," Lin Haven bent down, "I'm Shuke and Beta's brother." ”

I just had a cheap uncle, and now there are two more mouse brothers.

Life is wonderful. (To be continued.) )