Xiao Rong asked, "Uncle, what's the matter?" ”

"Nothing, nothing important. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Yan Buwen pulled Xiao Rong forward, and after walking a short distance, he saw Xiang Shuai and his wife sitting on a bench not far away, talking intimately. Suddenly, the woman saw Yan Buwen, and then pushed Xiang Shuai. Xiang Shuai turned around, saw Yan Buwen and the girl named Xiao Rong coming over, and hurriedly stood up to greet him: "I really shouldn't bother Brother Yan to run away." ”

Xiang Shuai glanced at Xiao Rong and said with a smile: "The little girl in your house is really cute. ”

Yan Buwen untied the rope and asked Xiao Rong to sit with Mrs. Xiang Shuai, while he walked along the platform with Xiang Shuai.

Xiang Shuai is very interested in the novels created by Yan Buwen: "Brother Yan is really a genius in the martial arts novel industry, I just hate to patronize the competition at that time, and I didn't think about discussing it with each other. Otherwise, it wouldn't be this ending. ”

Yan Buwen said: "Fame and fortune will only make people more and more tired, and you must always uphold faith in your heart." If it is really like what Brother Xiang said, we will start to explore martial arts novels together with Heqi, and then open the prosperous era of martial arts in the south, I am afraid that it will not be happier than now. ”

Xiang Shuai heard Yan Bu's words, and said with a smile: "Brother Yan, who knows me, I just hate that I can't have time to drink and talk to each other." There are talented people in the country, what if I am missing in this world? If it weren't for Brother Yan's guidance, I guess I would still be in the hospital feeling sorry for myself. ”

Yan Buwen said: "Didn't Brother Xiang also create a prosperous era of martial arts in the south?" South to North Zhao, isn't this the performance of the world's extreme respect for Brother Xiang. Moreover, Brother Xiang can continue to create after leaving Shanghai, and his status will not be reduced because of this. ”

Xiang Shuai smiled: "Brother Yan doesn't need to say this, when I created "Jianghu Heroes" before, I decided that this would be the last novel. When Sheshan made an appointment, it cemented my thoughts even more. When I returned to my hometown this time, I decided to open the National Art Museum, and the time to write novels was even more limited. And I have already lost this covenant battle, so I should keep my promise, and I will close my pen and keep my word. ”

"Advocating national art to my brother is naturally worth being happy about. But when I'm usually bored, I'll write about it. Yan Buwen said with a smile.

Xiang Shuai was surprised, but he didn't expect the little brother in front of him to see through his thoughts: "Brother Yan, I can't hide anything from you." ”

After walking for a while, I talked about a little bit of the experience of novel creation, and said to Shuai: "All those who create novels have a little special habit, I like to start writing in the middle of the night, and then use fly-headed small letters to write on a piece of paper, dense and continuous, so that you can avoid changing the paper to affect your thinking, but also because the font is small, trouble-free, and write quickly." ”

Yan Buwen said: "I like to dictate, I like to tell a story, and then let people write quickly." ”

After that, Xiang Shuai said: "I don't know what the novel created by Brother Yan is based on, I see that Brother Yan's "Heaven and Dragon Slayer" has Mingjiao, Zhu Yuanzhang, Chen Youliang and other characters on it, which are quite closely related to history, and this pattern view is very large, which is really admirable." And the recent "Smiling Proud Jianghu", although there is no specific dynasty, but the confusing plot and touching love between men and women are really wonderful. ”

"Moreover, I saw the other three writers of your newspaper, Lu Yanzhi, Fang Ping, and the White Lotus Sect Master, who created "Seven Swords Under the Heavenly Mountain", "Book of Swords and Enmity", and "The Legend of the White-Haired Witch", and the creators also wrote your pen name. Isn't it also taught by you, Brother Yan? ”

Yan Buwen looked at Xiang Shuai so curiously, so he said: "Provide a little reference, mainly rely on themselves." ”

Xiang Shuai said: "No wonder it is different from the current martial arts novels, there is an atmosphere, and the entanglement of grievances is very well portrayed." ”

Yan Buwen nodded, and then asked Xiang Shuai: "I heard Brother Yan talk about faith before, I don't know what sect Brother Yan believes?" ”

Yan Buwen said: "I don't believe in any sect. ”

Xiang Shuai was very strange, so he then asked: "Mortals must have something to believe, all kinds of foreign sects, Christ, God, etc., there are also Buddhism, Taoism, Confucianism, and now there are all kinds of isms, isn't there a single one who has the right eye for Brother Yan?" ”

Yan Buwen smiled: "If you really want to pick one, it is better to say that I believe in science and Grandpa Hong." "I've seen a lot, and naturally I only believe in money and the scientific worldview.

"Just like I advocate national arts, you advocate science?" Xiang Shuai said.

"Science will keep you from thinking strangely." Yan Buwen said, "If the gods of all parties can bless the safety of my family and friends, how about believing in it?" ”

Xiang Shuai said with a smile: "Brother Yan's words are wrong, if you ask for something and believe it, it will not work." ”

"Then please explain to my brother, why do I still believe in it when I don't want anything?" Yan Buwen said with a smile.

"Ahh Ha ha. Xiang Shuai didn't know how to answer, so he could only laugh dryly, "Brother Yan's words are reasonable, and his words are reasonable." ”

After a while, the sound of the train whistle was heard in the distance, and the train bound for Nanjing Jiangning had already entered the station, and Xiang Shuai said: "The train is coming, I have to take the first step." ”

"I am so close to Brother Yan, I will definitely see you in the future." Xiang Shuai smiled. With a roar, a seven-car train stopped in front of the platform, and Mrs. Xiang hurriedly stood up and waved in the distance. Xiang Shuai and Yan Buwen hurried over, and suddenly, Xiang Shuai stopped and asked Yan Buwen.

"Brother Yan, I have one more thing, I want to ask Brother Yan to tell me, and it can be regarded as my wish." Xiang Shuai said.

"What's the matter?"

In the distance, Xiao Rong helped Mrs. Xiang Shuai carry her luggage, it was a little inconvenient for a girl and a woman to carry so much luggage, and seeing that Xiang Shuai and Yan Buwen were still talking, they hurriedly urged loudly. After listening to what Yan Buwen said, Xiang Shuai said with a smile: "Brother Yan and I don't fight or make a deal, this time it's really an interesting battle." ”

"As Brother Xiang said, this battle will definitely be a good story in the future."

Xiang Shuai laughed loudly, very refreshing: "I am deeply honored to meet Brother Yan Xiaoyou, I will go to Beiping soon, and I will introduce Xiaoyou in front of other old friends when the time comes." And some of the ideas of Brother Yan and Xiaoyou are quite advanced, at that time, I wrote a manuscript and published it to show our friendship, I don't know if it is possible? ”

"It's an honor."

Xiang Shuai turned back and sighed secretly: From now on, there will be no unscrupulous life in the south, only Yongsheng will be born!

Yan Buwen and Xiao Rong helped them carry their luggage to the train, and then Xiang Shuai hugged his fists and said, "Qingshan will not change." ”

"Green water flows forever." Yan Buwen also hugged his fists, this is the etiquette of the Jianghu people, and it is also the best farewell to Xiang Shuai.

The train moved slowly, and the train carrying Xiang Shuai and his wife followed the rolling wheels of the north, along the trajectory of his own life, and merged into the torrent of the times......