It was Zangxi who called, and he was also a dreamer, several years later than him, and he usually had a bad relationship and didn't have much contact, but he didn't expect to suddenly make a phone call at this time, and invite him to a private tea party after chatting with him for a long time. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"This ......" Zhang Shaolin hesitated a little, he looked at the document he had just opened on the computer, and wanted to resign.

But the other party seemed to know him very well, and said that it was rare for a few people to get together, and there were some questions to ask him, and he was very enthusiastic when he spoke, Zhang Shaolin didn't know how to refuse, so he had to close the computer and prepare to go out.

On the other side of the phone, Zang Xi was a young man with long hair and tattered jeans, and there were several young people who were almost dressed up around him, Zang Xi snapped his fingers, and the noise of the bar came into this small circle again, and he hung up the phone, and he shouted to his companion: "Let's go!

So several young people let go of the girls in their arms, dressed in revealing and heavy makeup, and muttered in their mouths, while standing up and following the Tibetan tide to the outside, they got on the modified heavy locomotives, whistling and roaring into the night.

Zhang Shaolin drove calmly, still thinking about how to write the report, and what are the doubts about this matter, or should he contact the country of Dream Weaving? Maybe there was a dream maker involved in this matter in the first place, and moreover, it was a woman, and it was a woman among the dream makers......

Thinking about things, the road conditions were much better at night, so he soon arrived at the place that Zangxi said, a high-end teahouse, and as soon as he got out of the car, he saw Zangxi looking at the door.

Zangxi also saw him, Zhang Shaolin greeted him as soon as he got out of the car, and said enthusiastically: "Senior Zhang, I'm really sorry, we should have come to visit, and I want you to run more." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Zhang Shaolin waved his hand, showing his usual generosity, Zangxi was indeed a little too enthusiastic, but Zhang Shaolin didn't think too much, and followed him upstairs directly.

Upstairs in a clean box, there were four or five young people sitting, Zhang Shaolin looked at some of them he had never seen at all, and the greeting between unfamiliar dreamers was the initiator of the god-making system, so Zhang Shaolin saw the small word "made" hidden in various places.

is different from the previous in the bar, these people, including Zangxi, have changed their images, those colorful hair have all changed into short black hair, and their clothes are also decent, and they all hold mobile phones or a book to ask Zhang Shaolin some very ordinary questions.

For example, how to write novels, how to deal with characters, although Zhang Shaolin patiently answered them one by one, he had some doubts in his heart, if these were these questions, why did he have to call him out for a trip? And although this group of people is also one of the dreamers, they can't hold on to the loneliness of writing novels, they have a few novels written before, they rely on eating old books, or only rely on one or two abilities to live a good life in the society of ordinary people, just eat, drink and have fun, don't want to do anything, and don't deal with other dreamers much, but at this moment, these are so motivated?

But since he came, Zhang Shaolin didn't show much unhappiness, and soon these problems were solved, Zangxi looked at it, and let the others go first, and he stayed alone and had something to say to Zhang Shaolin.

Zhang Shaolin faintly felt that what he was going to talk about next was the right thing.

After everyone else left, Zangxi poured Zhang Shaolin a cup of tea, and said very politely, "Senior Zhang, I'm sorry that those people have caused you trouble." ”

Looking at Zangxi's posture, Zhang Shaolin also had some aftertaste, although he didn't know very well what this was going to do, but calling him out was definitely not as simple as asking so many questions, so he didn't bother to deal with it, and said: "Say, what is the matter, don't talk about it, just say it." ”

"Hey. Zang Xi laughed, those few people are useless, if it weren't for the fact that the temporary question was too naïve, he didn't need to make up for the leaks at this time, but this is okay, this dream maker who is extremely close to the high-level of Huaxia Country, his qualifications are also very old, no one knows what his current strength is, he has been guarding this country, and he has not had a good relationship with other dream makers, but if he wants to make something big in this country, I am afraid that he will not be able to bypass him, since he met today, Zangxi is ready to say some things clearly。

So he also said briskly: "Okay, Senior Zhang, then I won't talk nonsense, I just want to ask, what do you think of the current situation?"

"The situation?" Zhang Shaolin thought for a moment, but didn't understand what he was asking.

"That's right, the situation. Zangxi explained, "You are one of the oldest dream makers, and the development of our dream makers over the years has not been easy, but the number of people is still increasing day by day, and it is no longer your era, at present, we know that there are thirty-six registered in the country of dream weaving, of course, this does not count the child next to you." And ......"

As he spoke, Zang Xiqu tapped his index finger on the table, lowered his voice and said, "I promise that there are still many people who don't want others to know that they are dreamers. ”

Hidden dreamers.

Zhang Shaolin thought of it in an instant, and for some reason he immediately thought of Chen Jin in Liuyue Villa, and he did have a sense of disobedience.

"Is it reminding me?" Zhang Shaolin thought, just wanted to take a closer look at Zangxi's expression, but the young man's face quickly returned to normal, and his voice returned to the previous tone, and continued: "In short, there are already many people who are not satisfied with the current mode of getting along with ordinary people, not to mention the behavior of some dreamers now...... It's no different from semi-public, you should know that, right?"

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Shaolin slowly spoke: "Then what do you want?" Although the number of dreamers is a little more than before, it is still a minority after all. ”

"It's not what I want, Senior Zhang. Zangxi corrected him, and then said, "And now I'm here to ask your opinion, of course, it doesn't mean anything." Senior Zhang, think about it, if there are really dreamers who want to do something, can you stop them alone? Or do you want to unite ordinary people to deal with other dreamers? You are the only one who is keen to deal with the government. ”

"......" Zhang Shaolin couldn't answer, and only muttered after a while: "To hide yourself in the mortal world, this is the ...... rule"

The tone of these words made Zhang Shaolin himself not believe it, and Zangxi laughed disdainfully, saying: "The so-called rules always have to be broken. One more point, Senior Zhang, you should be deeply touched, those mortals, are they really that reliable, are they really really helping, or are they using your ......" (to be continued.) )