Tang Yu and Qiu Baiyun walked into the Mingyue Tower, walked through the hall covered with a red carpet, and went up the stairs on the second floor. Under the leadership of the hotel waiter, I arrived at a clean and elegant private room.

When the curtain was opened, two people sat behind a large round table.

One was a man, in his thirties, wearing a white Western outfit. He had a high stiff collar and a snow-white silk scarf around his neck, and two rows of brass buttons nailed to the placket of his chest. His hair was also combed and shiny, and a long hair hanging down his waist was tied behind him. Looking at his face again, he has a peculiar appearance, not only his chin is prominent, but his forehead is also struggling forward, much more protruding than ordinary people. The top and bottom are convex, the middle is concave, and the two prominent plate teeth are shining with dazzling brilliance.

Next to this man was a woman with seaweed-like hair, slightly curved, reddish, yellow, and purple with a hint of pearl gray. The skin is very white, the bridge of the nose is delicate, the face without a smile is inlaid with two dark and bottomless eyes, and she is wearing a well-tailored red dress. At this moment, it is like a tenacious vine that is constantly struggling, wrapped around the branches of the man beside him.

Seeing Qiu Baiyun and them coming in, the man nodded slightly and guided the seat. The waiter offers tea. And the woman lingered, not even her eyes for a moment, and still pestered the man: "Brother Ma, tell me, what new works have you written recently?"

Qiu Baiyun glanced at the man, and whispered in Tang Yu's ear: "This is the rising rookie in the literary world, the pioneer writer big stallion." ”

Tang Yu bowed his head. The two sat down at the table.

The big stallion grinned and said, "Isn't it the second ...... of the Notes on Travels in Europe, "Notre Dame de Paris - My Second Hometown"" curled his lips and gave him a look: "Now the manuscript has been handed over to Boss Qiu, and it has been decided that it will be published exclusively by their bookstore." ”

Qiu Baiyun smiled slightly and said politely: "I'm just doing errands, and I also work for others." At the helm of the bookstore is our boss Li, and the second manager in charge is his close comrade-in-arms Bald Qiang. ”

"Boss Qiu is really low-key. The gorgeous woman turned her gaze and slipped to this side, her face full of endless spring light, "Unlike some men, who are very superficial and coaxing, they bragging vigorously about themselves and belittling others as soon as they come up." It's a ......."

"The main thing is that there is nothing to brag about, ** silk one. Qiu Baiyun is also real and illusory, so he took this opportunity to talk and asked, "Miss, are you ......?"

"Oh, her name is Sudan Red, and she is the one who is popular all over the country with the song "Peach Blossom Crossing". The big stallion twisted his white and slender fingers, and then said: "I can also film, and I have starred in many dramas as princesses, princesses, chivalrous girls, village girls who rushed to the city from the bottom to go through ups and downs, and prostitutes who struggled with love and hate on the road of life and death." Recently, she also played the decisive and heroic female guerrilla captain in a hit anti-Yuan drama "Old and Young Ladies Fight Devils Together". It belongs to the amphibious red star and amphibious ......"

"you!" Sudan Red smiled and gave a sip to the big stallion.

"Eh, if you want to say that, you have to be a talented girl? Not only in Chuzhou, but also in our Ming art world, it can be said to be second to none. With such a good opportunity to have fun, Qiu Baiyun naturally didn't want to let it go. "It seems that one day I will have to come to the door in person, interview you individually, and write you a weighty biography?"

"You won't have to worry about this, they've already finished writing it. The big stallion remained silent and skillfully reversed the topic, "The reason why Miss Su is attending this banquet today is to take this opportunity to get acquainted with Mr. Qiu, so that she can launch the first part of her prose autobiography "Blossoming Peach Blossoms". ”

Qiu Baiyun felt disappointed and asked: "You can still write a book, so what is the main content of this biography?"

Sudan Red looked back and smiled, full of charm: "Mainly from my childhood, the alleys of my childhood, the moss ancient roads, the winding river on the embankment, and the waterfowl flying on the river, the sound of oars squeaking day and night. I grew up with little rice and a beard full of stories, and then switched to my girlhood, the diligent and diligent path to study, the young and ignorant love, and the little boy who had a crush on her, and the two walked together through the dreamy and lush woods outside the village......"

"Seventy-eight words won't be deleted from this piece, will it?"

"No, it won't. Everything must be primary, original, primordial, and plaintiff......"

"Plaintiff?"

"I'm wrong, it's the way it is. "Sudan red cheeks crimson, beautiful eyes, peach cheeks with a smile, like a quiet orchid, in that cold and arrogant and agile state of seduction," in this book, many materials are disclosed for the first time, including some of my private affairs, strange things, interesting stories, anecdotes, and even ugly things that are not known to outsiders, some parts are very emotional, and some are very sexy, mainly to convey a little bit of my life insights to readers......"

"Most importantly, the book is accompanied by 138 meticulously photographed photographs of the author himself. The big stallion shouted.

Qiu Baiyun was confused: "Then are you publishing a photo album or a written autobiography?"

"Isn't it fashionable to have the kind of books with pictures and texts these days?"

"Cartoon?" Autumn Baiyun was clouded.

“Youareout。 The big stallion smiled contemptuously and said, "Editor Qiuda, it seems that the publishing concept of your bookstore is going to be updated? According to the current international popular standards, it is already unstoppable to implant exquisite illustrations in text books?"

Tang Yu couldn't bear it anymore, put down the teacup, and asked Qiu Baiyun in a low voice: "What is he babbling?"

"He said we're otter. ”

Tang Yu was a little anxious, and said, "Qiu Baiyun, I'm still busy, don't you always talk to them air-to-air, ground-to-air, air-to-ground, you have to get down to business?"

"Serious business?" Qiu Baiyun blinked.

"King Miao. ”

"Okay, I got it. ”

Here Sudan Red looked at the big stallion with infinite admiration, and said with affection: "I heard that you recently wrote a celestial poem "Maybe there will never be an eternal eternity", right?"

The big stallion was proud: "That was before, I used to try spirals, staircase. However, recently I have created a new and new prose "Maternity", which uses adjectives violently throughout the text, the subject-verb is reversed, and the stereotypes are mixed and matched, and the 498 words do not use a single punctuation to ensure that whoever looks at the dish is ...... dizzy."

"You're so talented!"

"But when you talk about poetry, two days ago I really found a splendid article in the literary circle, which can be described as a ......pearl of words."

Qiu Baiyun swallowed his saliva and interjected: "Brother stallion, can you stop for a while, I want to ask you about some old things about your cooperation with the government in compiling the "Biography of the Martyrs"?"

"Wait a minute. When it comes to poetry, the big stallion seems to have been injected with chicken blood, his lips move, and his face is bright! He pulled out his chair and stood up, raised his head to the sky, and recited aloud: "Poetry is the engine of farts.

write

A poem

Fart

write

Two poems

Two farts

write

Three poems

Three farts

endlessly

Writing poetry

Fart constantly

poetry

You're such a fart engine

Let the whole world

stench

Smoky sky. ”

Sudan Red patted her ten-fingered, white, and creamy hands, and praised loudly: "It's really wonderful!"