Chapter 186 Chance Encounters
Three days later, Deng Zheng boarded a plane to Guangdong.
There are two days left, which is the annual Jiangfo City Martial Arts Cultural Festival in Lingnan Province.
Because of "Ping Trace" and "Shooting the Condor", plus a song "The Great Wall Will Never Fall", Deng Zheng is very popular in several southern provinces.
Moreover, high popularity is one thing, but the most important thing is psychological identity and intimacy. According to a survey, he is one of the cultural celebrities who have given the highest positive evaluation to the people of the south at this stage.
For this reason, a deputy mayor of Jiangfo City in charge of culture and education specially found Lian Mingwen and explained his relationship and invited Deng Zheng, the "first person in martial arts novels", to attend this martial arts festival.
This has to be put on hold in normal times, according to Deng Zheng's temperament of not liking to attend public events, he must have tried every possible way to find an excuse to refuse, but this time he didn't.
Because of the preparation of martial arts publications, because of the affiliated institutions of the Martial Arts Association, it is necessary for him to take this opportunity to pass, after all, it is also a martial arts festival, see if there is any opportunity. The worst, wipe your face and mention the inscription and the deputy director who seems to have a good impression of him, they are all from the cultural front, even if they can't help directly, at least it's good to be able to show the way.
Deng Zheng sat in the window seat of business class, and from the moment he got on the plane, he began to wander outside the world.
The mind kept turning, calculating this, pondering that.
The plane passed the climbing period, and not long after it came down, a scent suddenly lingered on the tip of the nose, and there was an extra person in the seat next to him.
Deng Zheng didn't care, anyway, there were not many people in the entire business class, and the seats next to him were empty, and whoever liked to move over was the freedom of others.
"Sir. Would you like to do me a favor?"
It wasn't until the person next to him spoke up that Deng Zheng came back to his senses. Suddenly, I felt that the voice was somewhat familiar, and I turned my head to look. "Concubine Jiang?"
Concubine Jiang smiled and handed him a glass of orange water, then fastened her seat belt, turned her head, and said with a puzzled expression: "What are you thinking?" I communicated with the flight attendant, moved here, and asked you for a glass of orange water in the middle, and you didn't react at all the whole time. This is not usually the case. β
She was getting closer.
Between the mouth and nose, the fragrance is rich and warm. Some of it was sprayed on Deng Zheng's face.
Moreover, the beautiful and coquettish, with a hint of rare heroic facial features, is suddenly very clear.
Deng Zheng subconsciously wanted to move his head back, and was worried that he would hurt the girl's self-esteem and face, so he froze his neck in time and didn't move, and asked, "Are you going home, or is it the company's business?"
It's like I don't know when, it seems that since the beginning of this year, Concubine Jiang has been calling herself less and less "Brother Deng Zheng" or "Brother Deng Zheng". Instead, it directly becomes "you".
At first, I wasn't particularly used to it, but then I thought that maybe the girl had grown up, self-esteem, and face or something, and I thought about it more. Slowly, I don't care.
Concubine Jiang also seemed to realize that she was too close and a little abrupt under the surprise just now. It's a little drunk, but it's fleeting. Luo Luo generously pointed to the left front, "How can you go home on vacation." Here. Sister Xu Ling was there. Company matters. β
Deng Zheng looked over there and saw Xu Ling nodding to him to say hello.
At this time, Concubine Jiang continued: "...... It is the advertising endorsement of a women's youth leisure brand in Guangdong City, I looked at it, although the reputation is not good, but the overall style is quite my appetite, so I asked the company to take it for me. β
Deng Zheng nodded and praised: "Amazing." You're the first of the five of you to receive an endorsement. β
Concubine Jiang laughed at herself: "Singing is average, dancing is average, and reading has become average now." If you can't endorse a few second- and third-tier advertising contracts, it will be too unfeeling. As he spoke, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head, and asked, "You came here at this time to prepare to participate in the Jiangfo City Martial Arts Festival, right?"
Deng Zheng laughed: "You still don't believe you when you say you're amazing." No, it's up to you to guess it right at once. β
"The Jiangfo Martial Arts Festival is the day after tomorrow...... There is still half a day today, and there is another day tomorrow. Why don't you take this opportunity to come to my house as a guest? My dad nagged many times, saying that he would like to invite you to his house anyway and thank you in person. β
ββ¦β¦ It doesn't have to be. You turn around and tell Uncle Jiang, don't be polite. β
Just kidding, in his past and present lives, what Deng Zheng hates the most is to go to the homes of female classmates and friends of the opposite sex as guests, especially when he is alone. After keeping a meal, it can be swept up and down by the other party's whole family like a supermarket code scanner.
Concubine Jiang seemed unwilling to give up, nodded her chin with a white onion-like finger, and said with a killer move: "My dad will forget it, but my grandfather invited, you can't help but go." β
"Your grandfather?" Deng Zheng was a little confused.
Concubine Jiang said: "Do you still remember that when you wrote "Pingxia Film", Heqinsheng and those people used the 'chivalrous novel' to debate with the concept of 'martial arts novel' you proposed, which caused a heated discussion among the whole people about the big wave?"
Of course, Deng Zheng remembered that this national wave of debate about whether it was a "chivalrous" or a "martial arts" finally alarmed a master of Chinese studies who had been retired for many years and was the only remaining in China.
The old man made a statement, which was the final conclusion and his victory.
At this time, his mind suddenly flashed, and he exclaimed: "Could it be that the master of Chinese culture who speaks up righteously is your grandfather?! Also, the master of Chinese culture said that he had not read "Ping Trace", but he vaguely heard his little granddaughter mention it a few times...... That little granddaughter is you?!"
Concubine Jiang raised her eyebrows proudly, as if she felt that she had eaten Deng Zheng, and laughed happily, revealing a row of no more than eight small porcelain white silver teeth: "It's like a fake." But he's not an old man. I told him to let him see the book, where he was free, and then I held the book next to him and read it, and read it, and read it three or four times, and then he told me to stop, and then he said a paragraph and asked me to help him record it. What from the pre-Qin princes, historical records of Hanshu and Zhiwei, to the legends of the Tang and Song dynasties, scripts, folk customs, chivalrous characters of opera, and literary and artistic ......"
Deng Zheng continued: "From the pre-Qin princes, historical records and Hanshu and Zhiwei, to the legends of the Tang and Song dynasties, scripts, folk customs, chivalrous characters and literary and artistic ...... It is a national symbol, a unique collective subconscious personality worship, and a national complex of the Chinese nation that pursues the perfection of personality...... Therefore, although I haven't read "Ping's Tracer Film", I have vaguely heard my little granddaughter mention it a few times, and I personally think that for this kind of book, it is more appropriate to say "martial arts". β
Others can't remember it clearly, but he remembers it word for word.
After picking it up, he sighed and smiled: "It seems that your family must be visited this time anyway." β
Concubine Jiang raised her eyebrows: "It seems to be very aggrieved." Sue sΓΉ, this time to go to my house, there is definitely a surprise. β
Surprise? Deng Zheng suddenly felt a little frightened. (To be continued......) R1292