Inside the ward, the atmosphere was slightly dreary.

He Yun sat beside the hospital bed, silently waiting, he was waiting for the old man on the hospital bed to speak.

And this will, perhaps perceiving He Yun's waiting, the old man suddenly seemed to have changed as if he had changed, and after a while, under his soft eyes, he couldn't help but burst into tears, at this moment, he looked at He Yun and asked excitedly, "Is he okay?" ”

Hearing this, He Yun suddenly smiled and hurriedly replied: "It's okay, but he just hopes to see you as soon as possible!" ”

He Yun did not inform the old man in front of him about the old man Li Guoyao's illness, nor did he tell the old man his identity, he just wanted to silently act as a simple matchmaker, as for what the future will be, he will not delve into it, because this will be the choice of the two old men themselves, if he asks for it, it will not be good.

"This is his contact information, please keep it."

As He Yun spoke, he handed a note with the address written in front of the old man, which he had written long before he came to the hospital.

Seeing this, the old man Liu Xidong couldn't help but tremble and took the note handed over by He Yun, he wanted to say something more to He Yun, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

In this regard, He Yun couldn't help but smile, and continued: "You always have a good rest, I won't bother you." ”

After saying this, He Yun didn't drag the mud and water at all, he turned around directly and chose to leave.

Until He Yun left the ward and took the door of the ward, the old man always leaned on the hospital bed, pinching the note, and was a little speechless with excitement.

At this time, in the corridor of the inpatient building, when He Yun walked out of the ward, not far away, the old man's daughter and son-in-law who were sitting on a wooden bench hurriedly walked over.

They just wanted to ask, but He Yun took the first step, and explained to the two with a smile: "Don't go in first, let Liu Lao stay alone for a while, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, two, goodbye!" ”

He Yun didn't care about the surprised eyes of the two, and after saying this, he walked into the distance.

Soon, he disappeared into the hallway.

And at this time, the old man's daughter and son-in-law looked at He Yun's back as he turned to leave, but they glanced at each other, and they were even more puzzled.

However, they did not act recklessly, but chose to believe He Yun's words, and after waiting outside the door for more than half an hour, they gently pushed the door and walked into the ward.

At this moment, on the hospital bed, after the old man saw his daughter and son-in-law coming in, he couldn't help wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said to the two of them with tears of joy: "Lijuan, Xiao Yang, there are some things, it's time to tell you, haven't you always been curious about Dad'......."

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When the old man chose to tell his children the secret he had hidden in his heart for decades, at this moment, He Yun had already left the hospital.

As the saying goes, just brush away and don't take away a cloud.

This way, his task has been completed, and there is naturally no need to stay any longer.

After He Yun left the hospital, he went directly to Hunan Normal University.

He stayed at Gao Lao's for one night, and early the next morning, he went directly to Orange Island.

As a bright pearl in the Xiangjiang River, the cultural atmosphere of Orange Island is very strong, especially the poem of the great man, which makes Orange Island famous all over the world.

This time, the "October" magazine set the pen meeting here, perhaps out of reverence for the great man!

He Yun sighed secretly in his heart, and then raised his head to look at the two-story building in front of him.

He found that it was very quiet here, the whole two-story building was backed by the Xiangjiang River, surrounded by trees on three sides, and the small building was also red bricks and blue tiles, which looked very fresh and elegant.

Walking into the small building, He Yun saw a person walking towards him.

When he reported his pen name and name, the other party was obviously stunned, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But soon, he came back to his senses and led He Yun to a hall on the second floor with a smile.

This is a hall of more than 100 square meters, the hall is covered with a red carpet, and nearly 30 mahogany chairs are placed around it, and each chair has a cushion carpet.

The mahogany chairs are grouped in groups of two, and in the center is a small square wooden table with a cup of tea on the left and right sides of the wooden table.

And in the four corners of the hall, there is also a bonsai in each place.

He Yun raised his head and looked at the ceiling, and found that in addition to the four ceiling fans and four chandeliers, there were also some arranged ribbons.

In addition, on the surrounding walls, there are many calligraphy and paintings of celebrities.

Directly opposite the gate, there is a row of carved wooden windows that transmit light, and at a glance, the downstairs is the Xiangjiang River.

He Yun walked over curiously, stood in front of the window and looked down, at this moment, he suddenly had an indescribable feeling, as if he was like a great man, scolding Fang Xuan, and his heart was very happy.

"Huh...... I didn't expect someone to come earlier than me! You, lad, ...... Also here for PEN? ”

Hearing this, He Yun immediately turned his head, and when he looked at it, he felt that the "old man" in front of him was a little familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had seen it.

However, he didn't think much about it, but immediately walked over with a smile and said, "Hello! My name is He Yun, dare to ask you how ...... you are"

Although He Yun knew that the people who came to participate in this pen meeting must be well-known figures in the writers' circle, to be honest, for him in this life, he has not been in contact with many famous writers of the moment, and some have not even seen photos.

The main reason is that He Yun's writing time is too short, although he is already famous, but it is the first time he has participated in such a pen meeting.

"He Yun? This name is a bit unfamiliar, the old man sees that you are not very old, you should have just entered this circle, right? However, to be able to receive the PEN invitation letter from Editor-in-Chief Zhang, I should have some skills, tell the old man, what literary works have you written? ”

"Uh......" Hearing the question of the "old man" in front of him, He Yun was stunned for a moment.

Seriously, he was indeed a little angry at the moment for the old man's "rude" inquiry, but when he thought that this was the place where the "October" magazine held a pen meeting, he finally held back.

However, just as he was about to open his mouth to introduce his work, suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall, and then another person walked in.

"Elder Wang, why are you leaving so fast, I just stayed downstairs for a while, and you are gone, I dare you are here in this hall."

"Xiao Li, I don't need you to follow, you can go with you, by the way! Have Editor-in-Chief Zhang and Editor-in-Chief Su arrived? As soon as the old man saw the visitor, he immediately waved his hand and asked.

"They're already downstairs, and the other writers who have been invited to come have also arrived." The person who came replied to the old man with a smile, but he glanced at He Yun who was standing aside.

Seeing that He Yun was very young, he seemed to think of something, but he didn't say anything to He Yun, but turned his gaze back to the old man.

"It's all there? Well, I won't go down, I'll wait for them here. The old man said and sat down on a mahogany chair.

However, when the visitor saw the old man sitting down at the door, he immediately shook his head and said: "Elder Wang, you are the person who has been specially invited to this pen meeting, and you should sit on the main seat, how can you sit on the edge of this door, this is not suitable, it is not suitable." ”

"What's not right? It's good for me to sit here, whatever is the main seat or not, it's all seats, you can sit anywhere! The old man shook his head, not caring about the exact location of the seat.

And just when He Yun was curious about the identity of the old man in front of him, there was a noisy footstep outside the hall.

Immediately afterward, more than 20 people walked in around a man and a woman.

He Yun glanced at the two of them, and he found that both of them were full of gray hair, and they were obviously old-timers in the writer's circle.

Moreover, he also found that the youngest of the people present, except for him, who looked to be in his twenties, were in their thirties, and most of them were middle-aged.

"Young man, you are He Yun who wrote "Fanghua" and "Far Island Spy", right? I am Zhang Xingming, the current editor-in-chief of October magazine, and this is Su Yu, the former editor-in-chief of our magazine. ”

Just as He Yun was about to step forward to say hello, the two took the initiative to walk towards him, and one of them even introduced himself.

When He Yun heard that the two people in front of him were the editors-in-chief of October magazine, he hurriedly smiled and stretched out his hands, and after shaking hands with the two old men one by one, he said, "Hmm...... I am He Yun, Editor-in-Chief Zhang, Editor-in-Chief Su, hello! I feel very honored to receive an invitation from the magazine for the PEN Club this time, and I really thank you for giving me this opportunity. ”

"Editor-in-Chief Zhang, you just said that this young man is the author of "Fanghua" and "Lonely Island Spy"?" At this time, the old man sitting at the door suddenly stood up, walked into the crowd, and asked in surprise.

"Yes, this young man is really young and promising! Elder Wang, I'm really sorry, I didn't expect you to arrive so soon, we haven't noticed you just now. Zhang Xingming saw the old man coming over, and immediately nodded and replied.

At this time, other people also recognized the old man, and they gathered around to greet the old man.

Only He Yun at this time was still confused, because he was the only one present who didn't know this old man.

"Young man, you shouldn't know Wang Lao yet, come, let me introduce you to you, this is Mr. Wang Qiqi, a famous essayist, family, playwright, and painter in our country." Zhang Xingming pulled He Yun to introduce the identity of the old man at this time.

After hearing this, He Yun was suddenly a little stunned.

Wang Qiqi?

Of course he'd heard the name.

Whether it was in this life or in the next, he had heard of it.

This is a great writer whose works have been selected for primary and secondary school textbooks!

Especially the article "Receiving the Ordination", He Yun was very impressed.

Moreover, He Yun remembered that his teacher was also a very famous writer.

That's right, it is Mr. Shen Congwen Shen, who once served as a teacher at Southwest Associated University.

"Hello Mr. Wang! Hello! At this moment, He Yun said that it was absolutely false not to be excited, after all, this was the first "famous" writer he had ever seen in his life.

"Young man, why are you so excited? What do I have to be excited about, old man? Seeing that He Yun was very excited, Wang Lao immediately said with a smile.

"I ...... Elder Wang, I have read the "Ordination" you wrote, and I think your writing is so good, I ......"

"Elder Wang, you see that this kid is so excited, he is a little incoherent, I think you should avoid it......!" On the side, Zhang Xingming grinned and said jokingly.

"Hahaha...... I really have to avoid it, such a good writing seedling, can't be ruined by me like this! When Wang Lao heard Zhang Xingming's words, he couldn't help but make a joke.

At this time, the editor-in-chief Su Yu, who was standing on the side, suddenly spoke: "Old Wang, old Zhang, don't be joking, let's sit down and talk about business." ”

"Yes, yes, yes...... Let's get down to business! At this time, Zhang Xingming also followed closely and said.

In this way, this made He Yun, who looked embarrassed, have a step down.

Seriously, He Yun was indeed a little abrupt just now.

But this is also understandable, although it is true that he is a reborn, but he was an ordinary person in his previous life, and it is normal to suddenly see a "famous" writer, and some gaffes.

In fact, He Yun is the same as some "fans" in later generations when they see their "Oba", and their mood will inevitably be too excited.

"Ahem...... Let's all sit down and talk, Mr. Wang, are you still sitting in the main seat? Zhang Xingming coughed again, and after motioning for everyone to sit down, he suddenly looked at Wang Lao, who was sitting next to the door, and said.

"Still not! In this pen meeting, you and Editor-in-Chief Su are the hosts, and you should sit in the main seat, so I won't sit down, I ...... I'll just ...... Let's sit next to that little friend! At this time, Wang Lao smiled, he refused Zhang Xingming's kindness, his eyes swept over He Yun who was sitting against the wooden window, and then stood up and sat on the mahogany chair beside He Yun.

Seeing this scene, everyone present was envious.

After all, Wang Lao's identity is there, where he doesn't sit, he wants to sit next to He Yun, which obviously values He Yun, a young writer.

Although He Yun was very excited about this, he soon calmed down in his heart.

At the same time, Zhang Xingming and Su Yu glanced at each other and nodded to each other.

Then, Zhang Xingming spoke again: "On behalf of October magazine, I would like to welcome you to this PEN meeting, first of all, I would like to talk about the constitution of this PEN meeting, let's hold a revision meeting in the morning, and then hold a pen meeting in the afternoon. ”

"In the morning revision meeting, we will first give a speech by Mr. Wang to teach you the writing experience and experience, and then the editor-in-chief Su Yu next to me will speak, and then I will make the final summary...... As for the manuscripts of the revision meeting, I have selected the new works of five writers as the materials for the revision meeting, they are Comrade Wang Meng's "Cooking Smoke", Comrade Xu Lei's "The Last Dream", Comrade Li Jiang's "Cat", Comrade Zhang Zheng's "The End of the World and the Cape", and Comrade He Yun's "Love in Lakes and Mountains". ”

"What? My new work has also been selected as a material for the revision meeting? Such a coincidence? Can...... Why didn't you notify me beforehand? Hearing Zhang Xingming's words, He Yun was suddenly taken aback, and he couldn't help muttering secretly.

And at this time, Wang Lao, who was sitting next to him, muttered in a low voice: "Lao Kang said that this kid not only writes very quickly, but also the quality of his works is also very good, I didn't expect it to be like this, it's only been a long time, and there are new works, I'll have to take a good look later, is it really as Lao Kang said." ”

"Uh...... Kang Lao, why did you dig a hole for me again? Listening to Wang Lao's words in his ear, He Yun suddenly couldn't cry or laugh.