He called her Xiao Yun? Who is this man?

I walked a little closer, Li Yun obviously didn't notice that I had walked behind her, she seemed to have lost her perception of everything around her, she just looked at the man, and didn't speak for a long time.

The man couldn't help but shout again: "Xiao Yun, you, you're okay." Daddy has come to see you. ”

Father?

When Li Yun heard the word father, her reaction suddenly became very intense, and she called in a low voice: "You are not my father, I don't want to see you, you go." ”

She could be so close to her so-called father at this point, close enough that the two of them could hug each other and cry, but both of them were like statues, in one position, unable to move.

"Xiao Yun, I-" The old and handsome father called Li Yun's name again, but he couldn't speak. Then his eyes saw me standing behind Li Yun, and saw my stupid eyes and wide open mouth.

"Xiao Yun, is this your classmate?" Her father suddenly guessed that it was impossible for a strange boy to follow Li Yun closely, so he guessed that I was Li Yun's classmate, and he guessed correctly.

Li Yun turned her head suddenly, only to find that I was behind her, her face turned red all of a sudden, and asked, "Didn't you go to a meeting?" Why are you still following me? ”

I whispered that I would go to the meeting right away, and I didn't know why just now, but I would follow you. After saying that, I hurriedly squeezed out a smile to the man, nodded, and walked straight to the center of the club.

Li Yun's faint voice came from behind: "He's my boyfriend." ”

Hearing this, I stumbled and almost fell, and I didn't dare to imagine the rest of the scene, so I could only hurriedly leave the place of right and wrong in a race walking attitude.

When I arrived at the club center, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then I saw Bao Lina standing at the door to greet me, and my heart twitched again.

"I'll be waiting for you." Bao Lina said expressionlessly, unable to see any information on her face, and her tone was as familiar as if we were working and studying together yesterday.

After entering, there was still a cold noise as usual, and there were only a few people in the social journal department, everyone was very familiar with each other, and they didn't need too much politeness, so soon Bao Lina began to talk about the solicitation of papers. There are about two months left between now and the winter vacation, and she has discussed with the Youth League Committee, and it will not be published this year, and she will save money until the spring of 1992 next year.

Spring 1992? This inevitably reminds me of the world-famous lyrics: "In 1992, another spring, an old man wrote a poem by the South China Sea, and the spring tide was rolling between heaven and earth, and the mighty sails were raised on the journey. ”

Yes, the mind has deserted again, and it has to be pulled back.

"By the way, there is one more thing," Bao Lina looked at me in particular, and said in a strengthened tone, "Wenxin Bookstore will provide 1,500 yuan for the sponsorship of our literary club by the spring of next year, and we should thank Wenxin Bookstore for its dedication to the literary club." ”

Speaking of this, Bao Lina actually really applauded, and everyone looked at me with admiration and applauded, and I immediately looked around in shame, gave my smile and read it in pieces, ashamed and ashamed, and did not dare to be.

After discussing the matter of soliciting papers, she talked about the recent activity arrangement, and Bao Lina said that she had invited a famous poet from Peking University, who was at the same level as Haizi anyway, and would come to our school next month to give a lecture to the students of the Literature Club. Editors can also take this opportunity to strengthen the contact and communication with the members, by the way, the editor of the poetry column can communicate more with the poet named Tenglan, of course, the number one poet in our society should have a good exchange.

"Tenglan?" As soon as I heard this name, I almost fell off my chair, what is this, I have never heard of this poet, and besides, why does this poet's name look so much like Wu Tenglan? It can't be Wu Tenglan's reincarnation, that guy can only chant "Ya Mai Fall" and can't chant poetry.

I'm thinking there, the meeting is over, and the editors are ready to go to call for papers, but fortunately, the deadline is still very early, so everyone's mentality is very relaxed.

I also followed everyone out, but I was stopped by the bun again, depressed, every time I was stopped by this beautiful bun, there is no benefit.

Bao Lina told me that there was an opportunity for a publishing house to write poetry next week, and as soon as I heard it, I knew that as Guo Ming said last time, let the poet pay out of his pocket to publish a poetry collection, and the editor sold the book number, and the author not only could not get the manuscript fee, but also had to buy the book himself. I refused, saying that I wasn't interested, and that I hadn't written a few poems since I entered the campus, so I couldn't do anything I wanted to.

Bao Lina said that she didn't find it interesting, and that when the time came, she would just find an excuse to politely decline, but she hoped that I would continue to write, and she said that she liked a poem I wrote called the bracelet, in which I wrote a very gloomy mood, a kind of pain of love or death, a sense of despair at a loss.

I said that it was written when I was just entering the first year of college, and I was not in a state of despair at that time, nor did I have a realistic experience of love or death, and the poems sometimes did not reflect the author's true feelings, and even were deceptive.

Bao Lina smiled wryly and said, "Yes, deceptive, just like that bottle of London gin, deceptive." ”

At the mention of the words London Gin, I had to force a laugh to cover up my guilt. I changed the subject and said, "By the way, which publishing house contacted that Tenglan?"

Bao Lina was a little distracted, I asked twice, she came to her senses, and said, "Oh, that was introduced by Guo Ming, maybe I want to sign and sell books." ”

I said I came from Beijing to sell books?

Bao Lina thought for a while and said that she was also a little strange, but since she was introduced by Guo Ming, she didn't want to refute his face, and besides, the female poet came from Beijing so far away, so she had to entertain her.

"By the way," I said, "I used to say that I would give 500 yuan to the Literature Club and 1,000 yuan to the Youth League Committee, but now I will give 1,500 yuan to the Literature Society, and then the Youth League Committee will be there-"

Bao Lina smiled and said: "I told Lao He a long time ago, on the one hand, you are the founder of Wenxin Bookstore, and on the other hand, you are the editor-in-chief of the Literature Club, so the interests created by the bookstore should naturally give priority to the Literature Club. In the end, Lao He promised you that all the management fees you paid would go to our literary club. ”

I nodded and said, "You little bun is really sharp-toothed, and your public relations skills are very strong." ”

Bao Lina responded: "It's a pity that no matter how sharp my teeth are, I can't move some people's hearts." ”

I felt that she had something to say, so I had to laugh and say: "You, you always talk about our literary club, this is not good, after all, you are the secretary general of the entire community center, and if you take care of the literary club, other clubs will be jealous." ”

Bao Lina sighed and said gloomily: "I don't know if they are jealous or not, I only know that I have been jealous and have been eating for a long time." ”

I felt that everything I said now would make the atmosphere awkward, so I had to say goodbye to Bao Lina, who took one last look at the coat I was wearing, and whispered, "It's getting colder and colder, and you're still wearing so little, be careful of catching a cold." ”

There was a rare tenderness and melancholy in her eyes.