The impact of the words was like a bomb, and it took a while for the girls to recover.

The watermelon in front of him is still red, just like blood-colored youth, bursting under Jiang Xun's pen.

"Yang Zhe, next time, next time I will talk to your family Jiang Xun, don't write such a sad book."

"I can't slow down this month, I can't sleep well, and I'm going to lose sleep again."

"Me too, why is it always He Xiaoping in front of me...... Yang Zhe, you have to compensate us for our mental losses......"

"Take it to Teacher Su Yan, she must be sad, maybe we don't have to rehearse......"

……

The sun shines brighter, and in the yard, the girls are finally lively again, and the sophora dumplings and steamed locust flowers are served on the table, and the laughter is once again rippling with the wind chimes.

The girls left, and only Jiang Huanhuan stayed with Yang Zhe.

"They never married, but they were gentle and loved each other all their lives.

I can't help but think that the glory of a generation has passed away beyond recognition, and although they talk and laugh as before, it is not difficult to see the changes that time has brought to everyone.

On the contrary, Liu Feng and Xiaoping seemed more content, although they didn't talk much, they treated people gently.

Forgive me for not wanting you to see us grow old, so let the words keep our fragrant years. ”

The two of them became sad again, who cried the most among them, it was Jiang Huanhuan, she read the last paragraph repeatedly, and felt the most.

The two were still exploring the fate of Liu Feng and He Xiaoping, and the sound of Didi sounded at the mouth of the alley, and then the voices of Ding Zhicheng and Jiang Xun came in.

"What's wrong with you, why are you sullen when you see us?" Ding Zhicheng has several cultural shirts in his hand, which are popular in Pingcheng this year, with strange words such as "You eat apples, I eat the skin".

"Looked." Yang Zhe replied, got up and served watermelons to the two.

Jiang Huanhuan didn't look at Ding Zhicheng, but looked directly at Jiang Xun, "Jiang Xun, let me ask you." ”

Okay, this posture is like a prisoner, Ding Zhicheng smiled and wanted to make a joke, but when he saw that Jiang Huanhuan's eyes were red, he muttered in his heart, it wasn't Jiang Xun who provoked her.

One is a good brother, the other is a favorite girl, and he doesn't know who to help.

"If Liu Feng hadn't fallen in love with Lin Dingding at the beginning, what would have happened later?"

"What would have happened if Lin Dingding hadn't rejected Liu Feng?"

Jiang Huanhuan threw out two questions in a row and looked at Jiang Xun expectantly.

If Ding Ding had obeyed Liu Feng at that time, Liu Feng would not have been dealt with and decentralized, would not have gone to the battlefield, and would not have been crippled, and received 280 yuan of disability money to show the gate to the Bangzi Troupe in his hometown in Shandong.

"Maybe now Liu Feng is already the deputy chief of the cultural department, and at worst, he is also an officer Liu of the organization department, and he lives an affordable and warm life with Ding Ding, taking milk to pick up the child every day to make a small stove." Jiang Xun looked at the sadness on the girl's face, and his tone became relaxed.

"Big happiness can't be created, small happiness happens every day, what's wrong?"

However, you and I both know:

Whether it's time, history, or love, there are no ifs.

"Alas, I've been talking for a long time, for a book, I have to read Xunzi's masterpiece......" Ding Zhicheng picked it up, and he didn't say anything anymore, until Jiang Xun called him to eat, he didn't stand up, "No, it's a bit miserable, but, it's so well written, I have to take it back to Teacher Ying to see, we have always lacked good books." ”

"No, our teacher Su Yan is also waiting to see." Jiang Huanhuan refused, she looked at Ding Zhicheng, and suddenly asked, "Ding Zhicheng, how many months have we known each other?" ”

Oh, I met at Ajing Cantonese cuisine, and it's been more than half a year.

"Well, am I your girlfriend?" Jiang Huanhuan asked suddenly.

Happiness, sudden happiness, directly knocked Ding Zhicheng unconscious, and he stuttered again.

"You, you ......"

"Let's fall in love, I want to ......" Jiang Huanhuan stopped talking, she didn't want to be Lin Dingding, just find a good person and marry.

"You, you ......" Ding Zhicheng wanted to say what was wrong with you, but he just couldn't say it.

"That's it." Yang Zhe said with a smile.

"Yes," Ding Zhicheng grabbed it, "I must watch this, and I have to watch it even if I don't sleep...... I'll see it myself......"

He quietly pulled Jiang Xun aside, "Dude, thank you, great grace...... No thanks, I sponsored the cost of your rehearsal in Class 8 and 7 ......"

Jiang Xun smiled, I wrote a book, and I haven't gone to Tokyo to perform yet, so I didn't expect it to be useful for Ding Zhicheng first.

……

The book is finally in the hands of Ying Ruocheng, and he is also the leader of the script team of Renyi.

After reading it, he immediately found it, "Lao Yu, Lao Yu, this is a good book, guess who wrote it, Xunzi, it was written by Xunzi." ”

So he took off his reading glasses and took the notebook, "When will Xunzi write the script?" ”

"He has always been able to write, and the actors who are talented in the arts, who don't have a little bit of pen work." Ying Ruocheng didn't sit down, "You watch first, and after watching our exchange." ”

……

The night was deep.

In the office of Renyi Academy, the lights are always on.

So he took off his reading glasses, beat his waist, and hit the first floor of the world, and there has been no such book for many years.

Slowly, coldly, I told you a story that I couldn't cry about, like autumn leaves, and you watched everything happen.

"A good one probably allows the audience to peek into the joys and sorrows of an era." He called Ying Ruocheng, and the two chatted on the phone.

"Yes, this is a book full of fractures, complexity, human nature, wildness, ambiguity, and contradictions, and the truth, boldness and unfinished meaning are the most genuine feelings I have after watching them." Ying Ruocheng was also very excited.

"With the pain of the times, with a seemingly relaxed but secretly compassionate brushstroke, it tells the changes in the fate of young men and women, and reveals and mocks the oppression and distortion of human nature in a very deep way, revealing the absurd youth of a generation and the disillusionment of ideals......"

So he suddenly wanted to say, Jiang Xun is only nineteen years old, how can he have such a deep understanding?

Ying Ruocheng on the other side of the phone was silent, and only said after a while, "He's born for drama, didn't you also say it?" ”

Did I say that?

So I don't believe in any genius theory, but the book in front of me has indelible memories of youth, deep scars of the barbaric era, ups and downs of ordinary people, and infinite splendor of a generation.

It seems that there is a soft but rich sadness quietly blooming at every moment, neither explosive nor pretentious, that is, quietly telling you a story, watching you cry quietly, and continuing to speak quietly after you finish crying.

As a result, he has always disbelieved in the stories of those Jedi counterattacks from the bottom of the valley in film and television and theater works, and suddenly achieves a brilliant life overnight.

This is the most important thing in the world

There are many things, by no means those beautiful and happy endings of chicken soup in film and television dramas, the real life is that most people can only spend their lives doing nothing, and they will never have the ability to prove themselves and fight back.

The impact and tension of the times make everyone's fate uncontrollable, like a lonely boat in the sea.

No matter how glorious the times are, no matter how dazzling they are, there are always some specimens of dust that they have to work hard with the eyes of ordinary people.

What most people can accomplish in life is not how to achieve extraordinary brilliance, but to be forced by fate to strive to be optimistic and persevere while living a humble life.

Late at night, so he finally walked out of the art.

He knocked on the communication room and put a note on the table, on which were the words left for the hospital office—

Let Jiang Xun come to me tomorrow and say that I will invite him to eat dumplings stuffed with mutton!