Guan Zichuan!

A thirteen-year-old kid actually wrote a long story, and this one is actually very good!

After this news came out, like a plague, it quickly spread all over the land of China in the summer of '91, and some reporters who were sensitive to the news had already rushed to Yunze to Guan Xiaojun's home for an interview.

However, although Guan Xiaojun's family members have been interviewed by reporters, Guan Zichuan, who is the protagonist, has never appeared in front of reporters, which makes some reporters very unwilling.

Guan Yunshan's explanation to the outside world is that Guan Xiaojun is playing in Yanjing City to relax, and the child is still young, and excessive exposure is not good for the child, so he will not let the child face the reporter directly.

Many reporters are not satisfied with this, but Guan Xiaojun did not come forward, and they had no choice but to turn to the second best thing and interview people related to Guan Xiaojun, such as the teachers and students of Fengshan Town Middle School, such as the villagers of Guandimiao Village, and Guan Xiaojun's childhood play to the big hair, all of which have become the main way for reporters to understand Guan Xiaojun.

All of a sudden, reports about Guan Xiaojun sprung up in major newspapers and periodicals, and these reporters knew the content in great detail, almost writing out how many times Guan Xiaojun had urinated in bed when he was a child.

All the reports revolve around a person and a book, the person is Guan Xiaojun, and the book is "Guandi Temple", which also led to a surge in the sales of this monthly issue of "Contemporary" magazine, and many people want to buy an issue of the magazine to see how the teenager writes about the book.

When the magazine went on sale, Guan Xiaojun was looking for a pen pal he had been dating for many years in Yanjing City, and they had been writing to each other for so many years, so they should really want to see each other.

Wang Jiahui is 19 years old and just finished the college entrance examination in July this year.

In the past few days, every evening, she will wear a white dress and hold a copy of Tolstoy's "Anna Korelina", sitting in front of the largest Xinhua bookstore in Xuanwu District, quietly flipping through books.

On an afternoon a month ago, Wang Jiahui received a letter from the Yunze area, still a familiar cowhide envelope, simply covered with red horizontal lines and slightly yellowed letterhead, the lines of pen font on the letterpaper are like a horizontal knife of the villain, the pen is vigorous, as if the tip of the pen can pierce the letter paper at any time.

The writer of the letter is Guan Xiaojun in the Yunze area, a book friend with whom she has been writing for six or seven years, and also a friend she has been friends with for the longest time in a different place.

In this era of making friends, Wang Jiahui left her contact information in a magazine six years ago, and then received letters from book friends from all over the world, but as time progressed, those book friends gradually stopped contacting each other, and only a rural boy named Guan Xiaojun still corresponded with her for a long time.

As pen pals who have been dating by letter for five or six years, Wang Jiahui and Guan Xiaojun from Yunze countryside have long reached the point where they have nothing to talk about, and some small secrets that are not suitable for others to tell and personal troubles in life are also confided to Guan Xiaojun in letters.

After receiving her letter, Guan Xiaojun basically gave some extremely useful suggestions and solutions, which reduced her troubles a lot.

Wang Jiahui has seen a photo of Guan Xiaojun, which was specially sandwiched in an envelope by a pen pal at her request a year ago, the photo shows a boy wearing a white shirt and holding a basketball, with a slender figure, sunny and handsome, with a peculiar temperament that maturity and youth are not found in ordinary teenagers.

Although the pen pal named Guan Xiaojun said that he is only thirteen years old now, Wang Jiahui thinks that he should be about twenty years old, because whether it is from the appearance in the photos or the wording and tone in the previous letters, everything does not look like a teenager can write.

In this recent letter, Guan Xiaojun said that he wanted to come to Yanjing City in the past few days, because he recently wrote a book, and he wanted to talk to Yanjing City Magazine about publishing, and at the same time have a good time in Yanjing City for a few days, and by the way, he also met his pen pal who has been corresponding for many years, that is, Wang Jiahui.

The two agreed that on the afternoon of the tenth day after the end of the college entrance examination, they would meet in the largest Xinhua bookstore in Xuanwu District, and Wang Jiahui, who was the host, would invite him to eat Quanjude's roast duck.

The code for the meeting was that Wang Jiahui was wearing a white dress and holding Tolstoy's "Anna Karenina", while Guan Xiaojun was holding a bouquet of flowers and wearing the outfit in the photo to meet at the door of the bookstore.

Thinking that she was about to meet a pen pal who had been in contact with her letters but had never been masked, Wang Jiahui couldn't help but feel excited: What should I say when we meet? Should I say "Hello Guan Xiaojun" or "Welcome to Yanjing"? Or should I say "Hello, friend, I'm Wang Jiahui." ”？

Because she didn't say the specific time, Wang Jiahui could only run to Xinhua Bookstore every afternoon with books, and ran for several days, Guan Xiaojun didn't come, Wang Jiahui was inevitably a little discouraged, and said in her heart: "He probably won't come, right? He won't lie to me on purpose, right?" But he doesn't need to lie to me. ”

The girl became anxious.

Suddenly, one day, the number of people who came to Xinhua Bookstore to buy books suddenly increased, so much so that they even had to queue up to buy books, Wang Jiahui knew that the book these people wanted to buy was called "Guandi Temple", which was written by a thirteen-year-old child named Guan Zichuan, it is said that the writing was very good, Wang Jiahui also wanted to buy a copy to see, but there were too many people in line, and she didn't want to miss the opportunity to see Guan Xiaojun, so she could only come to the steps at the door of the bookstore and sit down. Lying horizontally on his knees, he just hoped that Guan Xiaojun could see himself for the first time.

At the door of Xinhua Bookstore, where a group of people lined up to buy books, a girl in white held a thick blue-black hardcover book in her hand, and sat on the steps with her knees crossed.

Wang Jiahui sat on the steps, watching more and more people buying books, and then fewer and fewer, and gradually the weather began to slowly get cooler, and the people she was waiting for had not yet come, and suddenly there was a sense of grievance, people were waiting for you here on such a hot day, and they had been waiting for you for many days, and you didn't come!

She decided not to pay attention to Guan Xiaojun, a pen pal in the future, this hateful big liar!

When the sky was slowly darkening and the people who bought the books were gradually leaving, Wang Jiahui sighed and stood up from the steps with the books in her hands.

When she looked up, she saw a young man dressed in white standing in front of her at some point.

"Hello, Wang Jiahui!"

The young man grinned lightly, revealing a row of white teeth, "I'm Guan Xiaojun!"

The moment she saw the young man's smile, Wang Jiahui suddenly felt that the whole world had become gentle and sunny.

"Hello, Guan Xiaojun. ”

She lowered her eyes slightly shyly and said, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”