Chapter 9: Centennial Celebration

[This chapter is for the dragon mother's dead child, well, season 7, episode 6, one of Daenerys' dragons was killed by the Night King, and my heart didn't fluctuate at all]

When he got home, the home was eerily quiet, so quiet that Fang Tianlu was a little scared.

"Husband, you're back, come and eat. ”

When I walked to the door of the living room, I finally heard my wife's voice.

Looking at the probe, only the mother-in-law, the mother and Fang Yiqiu were sitting at the dinner table, and the father-in-law, father and son were missing.

"Where's Dad? and Xiao Ran?"

The mother-in-law smiled: "Your father-in-law and your father took Xiao Ran on a trip, anyway, they will make a mess for us if they stay at home, so it's better to let them play." ”

"Xiao Ran doesn't want to go to class?"

Although it is only a kindergarten, children don't go to school and run to play, and their temperament should be wild.

Fang Yiqiu leaned over and replied, "It's just that the whole kindergarten is going to play together, otherwise what do you think." ”

"Hey, where are they going?"

"It seems to be the East Ninth District, Qi'er Island. ”

Fang Tianlu flipped through his memories and found the information of Qi'er Island.

It is a tourist attraction in the East Kowloon District, with tens of millions of visitors a year, and is the golden sunbathing spot on the east coast of the Pacific Ocean, where it is said that more than 50,000 known species of marine life live in the waters of Qi'er Island, and if you are lucky, you can see schools of dolphins and whales.

"That's a long way out, every child has a parent with him?"

"How could it be, only some of the children's parents were with them. ”

"Then their hearts are too big, right? Relying on the three teachers and the principal, I'm afraid they can't look down on so many children, right?"

Hearing this, Fang Yiqiu gave Fang Tianlu an idiot look: "The kindergarten has a local tour guide to take care of it, otherwise how can parents rest assured?"

That's right, otherwise everyone is not only big-hearted, but simply naΓ―ve.

"By the way, husband, there is a letter from you today, I will open it and read it, it is an invitation. ”

Fang Yiqiu handed over a golden greeting card, which was an invitation to the anniversary of Yutai University.

Fang Tianlu receives an invitation to the school anniversary at this time almost every year, but he almost never goes there.

There are three reasons for this.

First of all, although he graduated from Yutai University, Yutai University is one of the top 100 universities in the world, and many people are very good after graduation.

The second is that every year the school celebration is on weekdays, Fang Tianlu needs to work, and he hardly gets a vacation.

Finally, he was born, a phoenix man from the countryside, the daughter of a university professor and a famous writer, and if he was discussed, he would feel his self-esteem hurt.

However, the current Fang Tianlu is not the previous Fang Tianlu, he does not have these three psychological burdens, so when he sees that it is the centennial celebration of his alma mater, he is very much looking forward to it.

The school day is tomorrow, and the event starts at 10 a.m. and ends at 10 p.m.

In fact, it is a cocktail party, a dinner, a student performance, a display of achievements, a speech by an alumnus, etc., and in the evening, there are singer performances and comedy sketches.

A centennial celebration costs at least tens of millions of dollars.

This is really a bit of a waste, but the money is earned by Yutai University's own publishing house and researchers, and it is its own money, not an educational appropriation, so no one has any complaints.

Anyway, your own money, how you like to spend it.

It is said that the board of trustees also bought a piece of wasteland of millions of square meters in the suburbs, preparing to build a 'Mars Migration Research Base', with a total investment of more than 10 billion.

Nowadays, there are many private and official research bases for Martian immigrants, and there are even institutions that openly sell tickets for Martian immigrants and Martian land.

Wealthy people can consider selling a round-trip ticket to Mars in the future. But forget about the land on Mars, it is purely a lie, not to mention the storm on Mars, when the time comes, everyone will have to hide in the underground base, just say that water is scarce on Mars, and it is useless to take the land.

In the evening, Fang Tianlu gave Wen Zeyu's signature to his wife, which caused his wife to laugh.

After resting for one night, it may be because the two old men and his son are not there, so Fang Tianlu feels that his sleep quality has improved a lot.

After breakfast, put on the most expensive suit the family can afford at the moment, and get ready to head out.

Seeing this, the mother-in-law was surprised and said, "Tianlu is dressed so well today, why are you going?"

Her daughter replied truthfully: "The centennial celebration of the university's alma mater, I haven't been to the school celebration for so long after graduation." ”

The mother-in-law stopped her son-in-law in time: "You wait," she said, taking out three thousand yuan from her bag, and Fang Hua also took out three thousand yuan, a total of six thousand yuan and handed it over to Fang Tianlu, "Take the money to buy a watch, don't I see that those successful people all wear watches?"

The appearance of his mother-in-law and mother instantly moved Fang Tianlu very much, and tears welled up in his eyes.

After getting off the tram, Fang Tianlu first went to the Red Star Shopping Mall, where there are counters for the world's major brand-name watches, and Fang Tianlu's work card in Red Star Commerce and Trade is still there, maybe he can also get an employee discount.

Choose and choose, and finally choose a black and gold mechanical clockwork, the last clockwork, you can go all day.

The price after the discount is more than six thousand.

Fang Tianlu was ruthless, but he still bought it.

Using the invitation to enter Yutai University, there is a feeling of revisiting after a long absence.

He can still remember boating on the lake with the goddess, fighting with his roommates, staying up late playing games, and his ambitions.

It's a pity that he has been in a hurry for four years, and now he has come to another world, presumably his former college classmates don't remember him for a long time, right?

Walking in Yutai University, this school has been expanded several times, the area is very large, plus the sea, so there is a stretch of white sand beach about a kilometer long, and you can see many couples sunbathing and showing affection on the beach.

At this time, the alumni association has already begun to be held, and people come and go in the auditorium, and everyone does not care who is which graduate, anyway, they just get together to chat.

There are groups of three or five, many of whom are successful people, chatting about current affairs, politics, and business.

Fang Tianlu felt that he couldn't interject at all, what kind of world coalition government, what evil organization, what kind of rebel army, etc., was far away from his life.

Of course, even successful people need to be entertained.

Fang Tianlu saw many people chatting about recent music, movies, TV series and novels, and a small group of more than a dozen people was chatting about Journey to the West, so Fang Tianlu came over.

"The author is really talented, his writing skills are not worse than that of literature students, and the most important thing is that he has a rich imagination, who would have thought of any immortals, Buddhas, demons, and demons? I have a hunch that this book will definitely become a world masterpiece. ”

More than half of the world's people use Chinese as their mother tongue, and at least two-thirds of all speakers, so it is not very impossible for a Chinese book to become a world masterpiece.

"Don't say it, the author writes better than me, a top student in the literature department, so I also write chicken soup for the soul and book reviews. ”

A middle-aged man in a white suit said modestly, looking at his expression that did not look like a disguise.

The female companion beside him couldn't help but laugh: "Don't be modest, Journey to the West is written in general, don't you think it's hypocritical for you to say this kind of thing as the editor-in-chief of the publishing house?"

I don't know if I'm hypocritical or not, anyway, this man admires Journey to the West very much.

"My publishing house is very willing to publish this book physically, but unfortunately it did not cooperate with Xinggu Literature Network. ”

Literary websites will cooperate with many publishing houses to publish some online serialized novels, and Xinggu Literature has cooperated with more than a dozen publishing houses, but unfortunately this man chose another website at the beginning.

Fang Tianlu automatically skipped the woman's comment and asked, "I don't know this senior, which publishing house is you?"

Although it seems that if Xinggu Literature Network publishes in person, it will choose some commercial partners, but the website will also refer to the author's own opinions.

In fact, for Fang Tianlu, no matter which publishing house publishes Journey to the West, it is published, as long as the manuscript fee is not in arrears, so he doesn't mind letting his seniors publish physical books.

The man turned his head, and his female companion was the same, and when the two saw Fang Tianlu, their reactions were completely different.

The man was broad-minded and replied: "Twenty-first Century Experience Press." ”

The woman looked down on Fang Tianlu a little, more than 10,000 suits, six or seven thousand watches, the suits had been washed many times, and they were the old ones the year before last, the watches were brand new, and they looked like they were bought today to save face.

"Why are you asking this?"

The woman said unceremoniously.

Fang Tianlu smiled, and he didn't have the same knowledge as a woman: "Journey to the West was written by a friend of mine, I have read more than 200,000 words of manuscripts, I don't know what to call a senior?"

The senior opened his mouth wide, a little surprised, and stretched out his hand: "My name is Dongfang Jianye, I don't know this junior, can you tell me about the follow-up plot?"

"It turned out to be Dongfang senior," Fang Tianlu shook hands politely, glanced at the other people present, those people were very knowledgeable, and they all dispersed, only Dongfang Jianye's female companion still didn't leave, "The follow-up plot can also be said ......"

Dongfang Jianye understood and asked the female companion to leave, but the female companion was reluctant and glared at Fang Tianlu fiercely.

"Now it is serialized on the Internet that the soul of King Tang returns to the underworld. ”

"This is the place where the soul of a man returns after death, and there are judges and Hades who serve in the heavenly court to judge and punish the sins committed by the dead. ”

"The Tang King traveled to the underworld, and then the judge asked him to return to the yang, and the so-called return to the yang is the resurrection. ”

"King Tang saw that the evil ghosts who were being punished in the underworld were all criminals in his lifetime, so he wanted to persuade people to be good and convene a land and water conference. ”

Tang Sanzang was in the limelight at the water and land conference, and met a monk who challenged his Hinayana Buddhism with Mahayana Buddhism, Tang Sanzang was defeated, only to know that this monk was changed by the Western Lingshan Buddha, and came to enlighten him to go to the West to learn scriptures and seek treasures. ”

"After that, Tang Sanzang embarked on the road to the west, but many demons and monsters blocked him along the way, so he accepted Sun Wukong and a few others as apprentices......"

Fang Tianlu intermittently told the follow-up plot of Journey to the West, and saw that Dongfang Jianye listened to it with relish.

"Junior, on behalf of the 21st Century Experience Publishing House, I want to publish this "Journey to the West", can you see if you can help the seniors?"

Dongfang Jianye was originally very optimistic about Journey to the West, but now he is fascinated by it, so he asked his junior brother.

Fang Tianlu naturally didn't have anything wrong, and the two exchanged business cards.

Speaking of which, Fang Tianlu's business card was given to him by Mi Lili yesterday, and there was no position on the business card, only the department 'Yanhua Brothers Artist Department', as well as the name and phone number.

There are two kinds of telephones, one is on the private business card, which is Fang Tianlu's own mobile phone number.

On another kind of business card, it is the phone number of the agent Mi Lili and the artist department.

What Fang Tianlu handed over to Dongfang Jianye was naturally his personal business card.

"Oh, the junior works in the Yanhua Brothers Artist Department, right? It should be an agent or assistant, right?"

Fang Tianlu smiled and said, "Yes, I am the assistant to the artists under our minister Mi Lili. ”