Chapter Eighty-Five: You're Talented
There was no suspense in the subsequent competition, and in the end, Yu Yao won the first place with a song "Singing and Smiling". Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
After receiving the award, I entered today's main drama.
To Yu Zheng's surprise, Song Wanqing, who had returned from Song Lao, told him that her grandfather's friend, the old man from the provincial TV station, also wanted to meet him and his sister Yu Yao.
Seeing Yu Yao, Yu Zheng still has some understanding, after all, he won the first place, and the other party is still from the provincial TV station, maybe there is some program like a party in the provincial capital, he will invite it, but what are you inviting yourself for?
The meeting took place in one of the reception rooms of the guest house.
This is the first time that Yu Zheng has seen a senior official at the provincial and ministerial level, whether in his previous life or in this life.
It's impossible to say that you are not informal.
Fortunately, having Song Wanqing by her side can make him not too nervous, it is nothing for Song Wanqing, she was very cheerful along the way, and kept talking to Yu Zheng, for her, it was just to see her grandfather, what was the big deal.
"I think why are you so nervous?" Seeing her boyfriend's tense face, Song Wanqing smiled and asked deliberately.
Yu Zheng could only be speechless about this: "That's Song Lao!" I don't have to be nervous......" As he spoke, Yu Zheng saw Song Wanqing who was smiling strangely at him, and immediately understood that she was joking with herself.
In front of the door of the reception room, a woman wearing a Western-style professional skirt and a pair of glasses stood. This woman gives people a very dignified and virtuous feeling.
The clothes are very well made.
And this kind of dress is rare in this era.
This woman is very well maintained, her skin is fair, and she can't tell her specific age, but judging from her face, she should be in her thirties, with her hair coiled, and a smile appeared on her face when she saw their group coming.
"Sister-in-law......"
The moment she saw this woman, Song Wanqing hurriedly retracted her somewhat affectionate look towards Yu Zheng.
However, her intimacy with Yu Zheng had already fallen into the eyes of this woman who was called her sister-in-law by Song Wanqing, she looked at Yu Zheng, her eyes were very calm, but Yu Zheng felt that there seemed to be a sense of scrutiny in the other party's eyes.
"Xiaoqing, is this your classmate?" Song Wanqing's sister-in-law asked with a smile, her voice was very good, "Don't you introduce to your sister-in-law?" ”
was told by her sister-in-law, Song Wanqing hurriedly introduced.
I don't know why, when facing this woman, Yu Zheng will inexplicably feel a kind of pressure, she feels that the other party seems to be looking at her from the inside out.
"This is my sister-in-law, Yu Zheng, your name is ......" When she said this, Song Wanqing didn't know how to say it, but her sister-in-law smiled and said lightly.
"You can call me sister-in-law too."
As she spoke, she glanced at Yu Zheng deeply, and said with a smile: "Xiaoqing, this child doesn't have many friends, her personality is actually very introverted, and you are the first person she took the initiative to introduce to her family." ”
After speaking, she stretched out her hand and made a gesture of please: "Come in, the two old men have been waiting inside for a while......"
The living room of the guest house is a very old-fashioned living room, which is quite common in some movies of the 80s, all of which are the same shape, in Yu Zheng's eyes, a bit old-fashioned.
Old Song sat on the sofa with another old man.
Between the two is a chessboard.
The two were killing inseparably, Yu Zheng and a few people came in, Song Lao looked up, and said with a smile: "You sit down for a while, drink some tea, and we'll talk about it after I'm done with Lao Lin." ”
For playing chess, Yu Zheng is not too good, but when playing with people on the online platform, he rarely meets opponents, which can be regarded as a little level.
In his eyes.
The chess skills of these two people are not too high, the level of ordinary people, Song Lao's level may be a little worse than the one he calls Lao Lin, but Lao Lin has been letting him, so it seems that it is difficult to solve, if Lao Lin does not deliberately let it, it is estimated that Song Lao will soon be defeated.
"My grandfather didn't have any other hobbies, he just liked to play chess......"
Song Wanqing whispered in Yu Zheng's ear.
And Song Wanqing's sister-in-law stood quietly next to the two old men playing chess, and refilled tea for the two from time to time.
Finally, after almost fifteen minutes of fierce battle, Lao Lin defeated Song Lao with some 'difficulty', which made Song Lao a little disappointed, he said a little strangely: "Lao Lin, how has your chess skills improved recently, didn't you say that you have been busy with this time and have no time to play chess, the last time I played with you, the chess skills are almost the same as you, recently I have time to find someone to play, I feel that the chess skills have improved a lot, why still can't you play?" ”
When he spoke, Song Lao was still a little angry, and it seemed that he felt a little dissatisfied with losing to Lao Lin.
"Luck, luck."
After taking a sip of tea, Lao Lin smiled and said a few words.
"You know it's luck!"
At this time, Song Lao turned his head and looked at Yu Zheng with some seriousness, his face was already with a kind smile, and he couldn't see the specific joys, sorrows, and sorrows, and after staring for three or four seconds, he nodded.
"Your name is Yu Zheng, right? Xiaoqing's classmates...... How old is this year? ”
"Sixteen." Yu Zheng replied respectfully.
"Oh, that's a little younger than Xiaoqing, Xiaoqing didn't have long since her seventeenth birthday......" Then, Song Lao sighed, "I read that book "Da Song Ti Criminal Officer", it is very well written, at such a young age, it is indeed very talented to be able to write such a book." ”
After speaking, Song Lao smiled at Yu Zheng and said: "Don't be so restrained, you just treat me as one of your readers, chat with you, relax, I personally like your books very much." ”
Although Song Lao said so, Yu Zheng didn't dare to come casually.
Song Wanqing had already sat beside her grandfather at this time, she held her grandfather's arm, and said coquettishly: "Grandpa, didn't you say that you wanted to write a letter of recommendation for Yu Zheng......
The conversation between Song Lao and Yu Zheng also aroused the curiosity of Lao Lin next to him, and he asked a little strangely: "What are you talking about, why can't I understand it?" ”
"Haha."
Hearing this, Song Lao laughed, he smiled and said: "This child is Xiaoqing's classmate, he wrote a novel, called "The Great Song Ti Criminal Officer", Xiaoqing said that the writing was very good, I didn't believe it at the time, I think a high school student, even if he writes well, how good can it be?" But since my granddaughter said it so well, I also took a look at it......"
Saying that, Song Lao paused for a moment, took a sip of tea, and then continued.
“…… It's out of control.,It's really well written.,The writing is still a little immature.,But the writing is simple and direct.,Logical.,The story is very strong.,Especially the ideas to be expressed in the book.,It's also very profound.,It's a rare novel.,So I had the idea of wanting to see each other......"
"That's right......"
As he spoke, Song Lao seemed to remember something again, he clapped his hands and continued: "...... This kid also wrote a word full of Jianghong to give him the outline of the novel, at that time I looked at this word and thought it was pretty good, and then with the novel he wrote, I felt that this word is a rare masterpiece, into the wood three points......"
Song Lao finished speaking.
Lao Lin's eyes when he looked at Yu Zheng were a little different.