A banquet hall.

The guests are all here.

The birthday banquet hasn't started yet, and everyone is greeting.

"Lao Zhang is here?"

"I haven't seen you for years. ”

"It's been a few years, are you okay?

"Hahahaha, Lord Yama gives face, and he can live for two more years. ”

"Lord Hahaha, it seems that you have been really obsessed with the "God List" recently. ”

"Hey, it's not about any infatuation, it's just that I read it to him when I coaxed my grandson, and it feels pretty good, much better than some messy little stories now. ”

"I heard that Chenyang is also here today. ”

"Yo, really, we have to meet this rising star, and the old money doesn't praise him less. ”

"Old Qian still boasted to you?"

"Hey, it's not like you don't know about old money. ”

"Hahaha. ”

The other side.

Zhang Bolin took his daughter to introduce it to everyone.

"Qianqian, this is Uncle Xiao Lu, the last time you said you liked the book "Xiao Lu Poetry Collection" was written by Uncle Xiao Lu. ”

"Uncle Xiao Lu. Zhang Qian called people obediently.

"Hehe, hello, Zhang Qian. ”

"Qianqian recently has a new book to negotiate with the publisher, and when the time comes, she will have to bother Brother Lu to write a recommendation. Zhang Bolin said with a smile.

Xiao Lu Tanhua waved his hand, "It's a small matter, just say hello when the time comes." ”

"Then I'll thank Brother Xiao Lu here. ”

"Hahaha, Brother Bolin, you're polite, come to the cold house one day. ”

"Definitely, definitely. ”

Doorway.

Chenyang came in.

As soon as he entered the door, Yue Peng came over to greet him.

"Xiao Chen?"

"Editor-in-chief, are you here too?"

"Yes, Qian Lao has a big birthday today, and everyone who worships him and has a good relationship with him is here. ”

Chenyang was shocked, "Big birthday?"

Yue Peng sighed, "You don't know?"

Chenyang cried and laughed, "Where do I know where to go, Mr. Qian called me and said that he held a literary party today, and brought his old friends to dance and write ink, and asked me to come over and take a look. ”

"Hey, what do you notify the media, this is because the 19th National Congress of the Communist Party of China has just ended, Qian Lao has just come back from the imperial capital, the media in Mongolia have been interviewed crazy in the past two days, and now I heard that he is going to celebrate his birthday, and they all came over one by one, hey, but then again, why didn't you kid ask something from the media?" Yue Peng was curious.

Chenyang's mouth, he's seen it.

What's more, today's media questions are not far from Qian Lao's birthday, even a fool knows that he is attending a birthday banquet, it is impossible for this kid not to know.

"I asked, what did I ask, I asked, I didn't see the media at all. ”

Chenyang now even wants to die.

I knew that he could get additional information when he saw the media, and he said that he couldn't let his father drive the car to the company today, and the media would stop him when he saw his car, but now he drove a classic car, and the media at the door didn't even look at him, let alone stop the car and ask questions.

Yue Peng asked, "Then you didn't prepare anything?"

Chenyang smiled bitterly, "I'm ready, I'm ready to fight with people." ”

Yue Peng looked back at the positions of Duan Xin, Zhang Bolin, and Xiao Lu Tanhua, and said with a smile, "You're ready for this?"

"Hey, what do you think? Well, I'm capsizing in the gutter today. ”

As he spoke, Chenyang turned around and walked out.

Yue Peng asked, "Why are you going?"

Chenyang said, "Go out and see if there is anything to sell, buy some for Qian Lao's birthday." ”

Yue Peng said, "Hey, where are you going now, it's almost started." ”

Looking around, Yue Peng continued, "I don't think you should go, I see that there are no people who come today? How many people have not prepared birthday gifts, since Qian Lao personally called your kid and didn't talk about his birthday, he probably doesn't want you to break the bank, so you can stay." ”

Here, Yue Peng was talking to Chenyang, and on the other side, there was already a commotion on the home field.

"The money is coming. ”

"Qian Lao?"

"How is Old Qian?"

"Good, good. ”

"It's been a long time since I've seen the old money. ”

"Long time no see, long time no see, how's the work?"

"It's okay, for the party and for the people. ”

"Okay, it's good to have this realization. ”

"Yo, Lao Zhang, Lao Dong?"

Zhang Lao: "Hahahaha, how is it, I didn't expect our two old guys to come too." ”

"I didn't expect it, didn't I expect it, did I have a place to live today?"

Dong Lao: "Yes, don't worry about this, the juniors have already arranged it, today, you are the biggest, leave us alone." ”

"Then you take care of yourself, and take care of your Uncle Dong and Uncle Zhang. ”

"Got it, Dad. ”

When Chenyang saw this posture, he couldn't leave if he wanted to, Yue Peng patted Chenyang's shoulder, and walked up to greet Qian Lao.

Get!

No way.

Today's birthday gift can only be put on the first place.

I smiled bitterly in my heart, Chenyang also walked up, today's Qian Lao was wearing dark red clothes, with a big back, the whole person looked extraordinarily energetic, seeing Chenyang, Qian Lao's eyes lit up, and he walked over with two steps and pointed at Chenyang with a smile, "Xiao Chen, hahahaha." ”

Chenyang stretched out his hand, "Old Qian." ”

Qian Lao immediately took Chenyang's hand back and said with a smile, "I told me today that he hasn't seen you yet, and I also said if I have to let him pick it up." ”

Chenyang was a little embarrassed to be said.

"Zichuan" will be on the shelves in two days, in order to be busy with the manuscript, he lies on the computer almost every day to code words, in addition to eating and sleeping, even the date with Wen Xia can be pushed and pushed, before coming, he also wrote 3,000 words before leaving, so it was so late.

Laughing and not speaking, Chenyang let Qian Lao pull him in front of Dong Lao and Zhang Lao.

These two seniors Chenyang have also heard that they are both literary masters who have made achievements in literature, and they are currently serving as the chairman and vice chairman of the Writers Association of a few famous ethnic groups.

Especially Dong Lao, who had a discussion with Chenyang at the Winter Fair last time, is a very interesting old man.

As soon as Chenyang came over, Zhang Lao said, "Chenyang?"

"You know me?"

Zhang Lao smiled and stretched out his hand, "I didn't know it before, but now I know, before today, Lao Qian praised you in front of us, you don't know, listen to it twice, our ears are almost calloused." ”

Several people laughed.

"The relationship between Mr. Qian and Mr. Chenyang is so good, presumably Mr. Chenyang's birthday gift must be something else today. ”

It was not any one between Qian, Zhang, and Dong who spoke, but Zhang Bolin who came over from the other side, he held a red wine glass in one hand and looked at Chenyang with a smile, but there was a taste of stumbling in this smile.

Qian Lao waved his hand and said, "Bolin's words are wrong, today everyone will meet friends with a text and talk about wine, and the birthday gift is too cheesy." ”

Zhang Bolin said with a teachable face, "Yes, yes, you are right, so today I specially bring you a clumsy work, hoping that you and all the old-timers can help appreciate it." ”