Chapter 187: Letters of Courtship

"Popular Movie" was a fashion benchmark in the 80s, Liu Xiaoqing once said: "On the cover of "Popular Movie", it is the honor of the star second only to the "Hundred Flowers Award". ”

Today, Jiang Xun won the honor second only to the Golden Eagle Award, and he appeared on the cover of "Popular TV", and the TV series Golden Eagle Award was set up by Popular TV.

In this year, popular TV was still a best-selling publication, and many college students bought popular TV and pasted Jiang Xun's avatar on the wall of the dormitory.

You can see him when he gets dressed in the morning, comes back at noon to eat, and returns to bed in the evening.

On the train back to Beiping from Qindao, Jiang Xun also saw a popular TV with his own stills, although the train was crowded, he was still recognized......

Back to Dongchang Hutong, he first went to the neighborhood committee, Dongchang Hutong has not been opened to gas, at the end of the year finally has an eyebrow, so that the rice will no longer need a honeycomb coal stove.

When Jiang Xun walked into the neighborhood committee, the grandson of the aunt of the neighborhood committee was holding a popular TV.

Jiang Xun stood behind him quietly, he didn't expect a TV series that would make elementary school children like him.

Well, he imagined the child turning his head to see him in surprise, and he could sign it.

The elementary school student just glanced back at him, tore off the cover, threw away his book cover wrapped in a tattered plastic sheet, and wrapped Jiang Xun's cover......

Ahem –

Jiang Xun coughed embarrassedly, and the aunt of the neighborhood committee saw him.

"Xiao Jiang, we only found out today that you are Gao Xiang," the old ladies with little feet from the neighborhood committee all came, and the courtyard was full of people, "Look, you kid, you hide it from us so hard, and we didn't expect that there is a big star around us!" ”

became famous at the age of nineteen, from a young boy who was unknown when he first entered the Chinese opera, to a well-known star, Jiang Xun felt that it was an overnight thing.

This son kung fu, wherever he goes, there are people who know him, some people take the initiative to talk to him, and some people take the initiative to provide convenience.

"Xunzi, aunt can call you like this, then come, you can go home, our alley is gas, we have reported to the street, isn't there no one in your house, as long as you are free, go to the house immediately......"

Yes, Jiang Xun smiled.

"Wait, your letter ......"

Oh, Jiang Xun turned his head, and an aunt was holding a woven bag and was looking at him and laughing.

……

"What are you laughing at?" Back at home, Ding Zhicheng was looking at the courtyard, and when he saw Jiang Xun smiling thoughtlessly, he also smiled.

He has now made up his mind to be a contractor and build a decoration team, and it is not easy for him now, he has a sister at home who needs help, and he needs money everywhere.

Since I met Jiang Huanhuan on the day I was beaten, it was like an old house being set on fire, and I wanted to see other girls all day long.

"I'm laughing, why did Director Huang send me all the letters......"

This is a letter from the national audience, which was sent to Guangdong TV, and director Huang Jialiang sent it to him here.

Even now, fans from all over the country write to him every day, and he is overwhelmed by various invitations.

His every move has become the focus of attention, and people are even more tired.

"This is a good thing, my grandmother doesn't hurt now, my uncle doesn't love me, whoever calls me, whoever calls me, whoever writes me a letter, I have to be happy for a long time......" Ding Zhicheng opened a letter, and he was happy first, "Yes, it's a lesbian......"

"How is it written?" As he was talking, Yang Zhe also entered the door.

Ding Zhicheng looked through the autumn water, but he didn't see Jiang Huanhuan.

"Huanhuan has a performance...... Yang Zhe said with a smile, she rubbed her hands, and looked at the room again, now her breath can turn into fog, Jiang Xun doesn't even have a stove here.

"The letter is written like this, hello Comrade Jiang Xun, I am your enthusiastic audience, I am from Henan, and I just retired this year......"

Wow, it's an old grandmother!

Yang Zhe is also happy.

She flipped through the letters by herself, and Jiang Xun and Ding Zhicheng planned to open it in the courtyard, "Are you really going to do it?" ”

"Dry," Ding Zhicheng said firmly, "Is it okay if you don't do it?" ”

"That's not acting? I told Director Lu that there is a role, make a cameo......"

"How many letters have you received, you have become a star, I still make cameos, go to be a group performer, I don't do it, just say what are you doing here......" Ding Zhicheng looked at the courtyard in front of him, he had to take care of it.

"Let's start spring next year, I can't do it now," Jiang Xun said, still planning, "Enlarge the windows, get me a terrace, and lay pine wood in the yard, yes, this is the practice room......" He pointed to the wing.

"Practice room, what kind of skill do you practice?" It is appropriate to go out of the morning exercise in the courtyard, specially build a practice room, and tear down half of the wall and put on the glass, Ding Zhicheng took a look at the house where Yang Zhe was staying.

"Well, daring is not for yourself......"

"What do you say?" Jiang Xun glanced at him.

As the two spoke, they still glanced at the front room, but they might as well go back to the corridor, Yang Zhe was holding a letter, and he happened to hear it.

Tremendous happiness enveloped her in an instant.

Although the two have held hands and eaten, they are still thinking about each other, but they have not officially confessed, and now when they hear this, Yang Zhe only feels that this moon day is not so cold.

"Well, Xunzi, there are so many letters, how can you reply, you still have to make a TV series, and you have to go to class...... Don't look at me, it's not easy for me to pull a team, Lao Tzu's team has just opened, there are only seven or eight people, three or five guns, ......"

"I'll come." Yang Zhe wanted to go back to the house, but when he heard this, he came over again, "I'll go back and forth." ”

Well, Jiang Xun is noncommittal, can he reply with so many letters? Besides, it seems that I can't go anywhere else, but I don't even have a stove here.

"I'll take it back ......to the group," Yang Zhe said with a smile.

"Then you can't move it, okay, look, Xunzi, you have to make a room for storing these letters, I have roughly counted, there must be thousands of ......" Ding Zhicheng said with a smile.

……

Haizheng Song and Dance Troupe, under the lamp, Yang Zhe was smiling and cutting open the letters while reminiscing about Jiang Xun's words during the day, while processing the letters, hey, so many letters, half of which are courtship letters.

A viewer in Hunan learned that Jiang Xun was slightly myopic and expressed his willingness to donate her cornea to Jiang Xun.

A viewer in Jiangxi Province knew that he was still in college, and he generously donated 200 yuan in an envelope......

……

For these courtship fans, Yang Zhe will generally tell them about Jiang Xun's "already having a girlfriend", and she replied like this, in Jiang Xun's tone-

"Now I want to say to you, I live a very happy life now, I have a beautiful girlfriend, she works in the Haizheng Song and Dance Troupe, you should also have your own life......"

She thought for a moment and added, "I'm very much."

Love her ......"

"What to write?"

The sudden sound startled Yang Zhe, she subconsciously covered the letter, and then looked up, Jiang Huanhuan was standing behind her.

"I love her so much...... Wrong, it's not her, it should be him ......" Jiang Huanhuan smiled affectionately, "I, I found this in your book a while ago, I envy the wind and the rain, because they can see you often, and even if I leave thousands of miles, I will definitely miss you......"

Yang Zhe blushed suddenly, and she wanted to take the note back.

Jiang Huanhuan suddenly whispered, "You said, you can act and write poems Yang Zhe, where did you find such a ......?"