Jia Qianqian suddenly stood on the chair and shouted loudly in front of the public: "This restaurant, together with the 1,200-meter-long Ningrong Street below, is our Jia family, right?"

was shouted by her, and was immediately attracted to attention. The people who were eating looked at her with a smile and said in unison: "Yes." ”

"Who am I?" Jia Qianqian said as if he was standing on the stage and making an incendiary speech to the audience.

"Miss Jia. The adults who sat on the chairs and paused their meals were also very cooperative.

Jia Youwei couldn't stand it anymore, so as soon as he stretched out his hand, he pulled his daughter downward, and solemnly roared: "Hurry up and sit down for me." ”

Jia Qianqian slowly sat down again. She spread out her hands and said to Tang Weiwei: "Now, you should believe what I said!

"Tonight, you're crazy!" Jia Youwei didn't wait for Tang Weiwei to reply, and directly interjected to educate his daughter again.

Tang Weiwei and can he not understand Jia Qianqian's intentions? Little Lori is nothing more than to let herself retreat. However, the more the other party looks down on her, the more difficult it is for her to rise to the top.

If you get up and brush your sleeves away now, you will fall into the arms of the little guy and follow her will. I don't want to, see what you can do personally? What tricks are there, just use them.

"Sister believes you. What does this mean? It can only show that my sister and I have the most vision, and I have discovered your father's extraordinary from the vast sea of people. Tang smiled slightly and began to fight back.

Jia Qianqian didn't expect that the other party was so thick-skinned, and he continued to sit here shamelessly. So, she pretended to be greatly wronged, and muttered: "Lao Jia, do you want her, don't you want me?"

"I'm serious about telling you, don't mess around anymore. You're not ashamed, I'm ashamed. You don't have a face, the Jia family and I still want this face. Jia Youwei said sternly as a father.

Jia Qianqian knew that his father was really here, so he began to restrain a little, but he didn't stop there. Anyway, she just doesn't like Tang Weiwei.

At the same time, although Jia Youwei didn't want to have too much to do with Tang Weiwei at the beginning, after further contact this afternoon, the other party still had something to admire.

At the very least, a rich second generation like her still maintains a love for the poor in her heart. If not, Tang Weiwei would not have made naked loans and sold eggs for those who were just for money...... of girls put themselves in the shoes of the objective necessary justification.

It's just a long speech of stinky shamelessness, vanity, money worship and other bad words, and all kinds of criticism from the highest point of morality, this kind of self-depraved and inherently inferior woman.

The four appetizers were first served by the lobby manager with two waitresses, the first three served to the table one by one, and the last one was placed on the ground for the fat man.

After they turned to leave, Tang said slowly: "You tell me about the writers who won the Mao Dun Literature Award!"

Jia Youwei held a special dinner fork in his left hand and a special dinner knife in his right hand, but he did not put it down and said: "The youngest winner is Gu Hua, 40 years old.

His award-winning work "Furong Town" only used 160,000 words, which is the shortest novel at present, and compared to "You Are on the Plateau", which also won the Mao Dun Literature Award, it was Zhang Wei who used 4.5 million words.

The oldest winner, Wang Meng, is 81 years old. In all fairness, I still sincerely admire Mr. Wang Meng. Although I don't like his works very much, but the spirit of the other party's old man, who has ambitions for thousands of miles, lives to old age, and writes until old is a good example for my generation to learn.

The life of the old man Wang Meng is still a bit legendary. He also served as a Minister of Culture, and I like him the most about how he said that the new media has spawned idiots who think they are smart. ”

When he said this, he slowly put down the special knife, fork and tableware in his hand, stretched out his right hand and picked up the tulip wine glass, took a sip, and continued: "Zhang Jie has won the Mao Dun Literature Award twice.

As a female writer, she has suppressed male writers. Of course, like Wang Anyi, the writer of "Song of Long Hatred", who won the Mao Dun Literature Award, dislikes others calling her a female writer the most.

A writer is a writer, and adding a female character makes her feel discriminated against or marked with a special symbol. Wang Anyi is a second-generation Wen, who has never studied in college, but is the third generation of the oldest, and is currently a professor at Fudan University.

When I first watched "Song of Long Hatred", I almost didn't watch it. This is the alley of the magic capital, pigeons, and it is more than a dozen pages when it is written, and some people think it is good, good, good.

Anyway, I don't think it's indescribably good, but I can also appreciate the delicacy of her writing. The content of the book writes that the heroine is running for Miss Modu, and it is only when I start to find it interesting.

The German sinologist Gu Bin, who is also a member of the Nobel Prize for Literature jury, did not like Wang Anyi's "Song of Long Hatred". Of course, Wang Anyi herself also said that "Song of Long Hatred" was written by her in a mess.

Her well-known work is "Xiao Baozhuang", not "Song of Long Hatred", which won the Mao Dun Literature Award. The heroine in "Song of Long Hatred" is definitely pulling hatred with a kind of scolding from many people, as if you are justifying those women who sell their bodies for money. ”

Jia Qianqian yawned and said in an "ah" sound, "It's boring." ”

Jia Youwei ignored her and pretended not to hear. After he paused, he continued the topic between himself and Tang Weiwei: "The heroine in "Song of Long Hatred" is from a humble family in the alley of the magic capital.

Because of his beauty, good academic performance, and by chance, he ran for Miss Modu and won the second place, but he consciously and voluntarily married a married old man as an outroom.

The other party did not have any coercion or temptation, and although her parents were helpless, they also accepted the reality and could not oppose her decision.

Who made his own family poor, but gave birth to a daughter with good qualifications? The social atmosphere in the magic capital has always been to laugh at the poor and not at prostitutes, while the local women are not ashamed to be small to the rich, and they are ashamed to be the wives of the poor.

After the old man crashed and died, he also left her a box of gold, which can be regarded as affectionate and righteous. And her life as a woman has entered the second stage, after all, she is an unmarried widow of a dead man.

In addition to maintaining a more or less ambiguous and pure friendship with another man who has always loved him, he also slept with two other men who were much younger than him.

In the end, she dies from an acquaintance who wants to covet the gold in the box to solve his current predicament, but the book does not tell the reader whether the murderer has been caught, and it is over.

This can't help but make people sigh and sigh, and even slightly regret that she didn't have a good ending, but it is the most commonly used form of expression in literature, tragedy, and the infinite reverie that follows. ”