The Great Era of Rebirth: 1993

   Chapter 91, Dialogue with Ai Qing

   It wasn't until he filled a piece of paper and was about to change pages that he smelled a woman's fragrance in the gap.

Um?

  Woman fragrance?

   How can there be feminine fragrance?

  Comrade Ruan Xiuqin doesn't wear perfume?

   Confused, Zhang Xuan instinctively looked back, and his eyes met Ai Qing.

   Four eyes facing each other…

The    axis is up!

   Zhang Xuan only discovered at this moment that such a "terrifying" person had come behind him. If you guessed correctly, this guy must have been peeking at his writing just now, right?

   And you still look at it with gusto?

   After looking at each other for a few seconds, Ai Qing took the lead to break the deadlock and asked in a light tone, "Are you writing a novel about military themes?"

   You peeked, and asked? Isn't this nonsense?

   Zhang Xuan, who was disapproving in his heart, gave a very polite "um" on the surface.

  Ai Qing stared into his eyes and asked, "What's the name of your book?"

   Zhang Xuan replied without rushing: "The sound of the wind."

  The wind..., Ai Qing savoured the title of the book in his heart, before speaking after a while: "How many words have you written?"

   Zhang Xuan subconsciously looked at the manuscript and said, "It's just been written, it looks like more than 34,000 words."

  Ai Qing asked again: "Are you planning to publish it?"

   Zhang Xuan nodded and said yes.

  Ai Qing said along the way: "Is it convenient for me to see?"

   may have realized that what she said was inadequate, and then she quickly added: "If you can trust me."

   Zhang Xuan met the other's gaze for a few seconds, then nodded again.

   In this case, she is the mother of Shuangling, and she is an elder who she is very familiar with. Even if you can't believe it, you have to believe it!

  Otherwise, it is not good to leave an inexplicable quarrel. With this temperament, I cannot say that I will often wear small shoes for myself in the future...

   And after getting along in the past life, although others are a little arrogant, a little selfish, and have had several encounters with myself, but the character can still be trusted.

   But the heart of harming others is not necessary, but the heart of defending others is also necessary.

   At this moment, he decided to publish "The Wind" in advance. Send the written part to the "People's Literature Publishing House" tomorrow morning.

  Why send to People's Literature?

  Because "People's Literature" is a national professional literature publishing organization. It pays attention to various debates and explorations on the road of literary development, especially the emergence of new phenomena in the literary world and the growth of newcomers. It is a must-selected literary journal for famous libraries at home and abroad, and has a high status in the literary world.

  Because Zhang Xuan is a newcomer and has no connections, and he is in the literary world, people's literature is undoubtedly the best object of submission.

  I opened the drawer, and I saw a piece of white flowers, which was full of manuscripts.

The    manuscript is available as an original, as well as a corrected version after several revisions.

  The first edition, the second edition, the third edition..., which are classified into different categories, and there are several sets of zeros and zeros in total.

   These are all evidences Zhang Xuan carefully prepared in order to deal with external doubts in the future.

   Looking around in the drawer, Zhang Xuan reached out and took out the two books on the far right, turned and handed them to Ai Qing:

   "Auntie, here! The number of words is not too many, and the plot is not fully unfolded. You will have to take a look."

  Ai Qing nodded Ruoyou Ruowu. After taking the manuscript, he glanced around the room, frowning and found that there were no extra stools.

   Zhang Xuan is a discerning person, he immediately got up and let the bench out, and moved to the bedside to continue writing.

   Seeing this, Ai Qing stood on the spot and looked at him for a while, then he was no longer polite, and sat down on the bench and began to read the manuscript.

   At the beginning of watching "The Sound of the Wind", Ai Qing's eyes were filled with evil spirits, and he was looking at it with a critical eye.

   Just watching, Ai Qing's eyes slowly changed.

   became peaceful.

   has become restrained.

   Finally fell into contemplation...

  's eyes changed, and her sitting posture also changed: from Erlang's legs at the beginning, to a straight sitting posture with legs together and shoulders flush.

   It took more than half an hour to finish reading the manuscript, Ai Qing rubbed his astringent eyes, and subconsciously cast his gaze on Zhang Xuan.

   Looking at this engrossed face from the front, watching the tip of the pen constantly cruising on the white paper, making a "rustle" sound...

   At this moment, she admitted that the son of the "enemy" was really a writer.

   At this moment, she admits that she underestimates others and admits that Zhang Xuan is talented!

   With this change in his heart, Ai Qing didn't know whether to be angry or happy.

   But she knew that this was the purpose of her own initiative to follow her husband to the village today.

   Duke Building is here for the villa, for business.

   But she Ai Qing is not.

  She ate sea cucumbers made by her husband at home, so she came to take a look at it on a whim to see if this was beyond her imagination.

   Take a close look at Zhang Xuan, who made his daughter die. What kind of person is he?

  The pen is wandering, Zhang Xuan is still writing seriously, writing meticulously with his head down, completely immersed in his own world, completely unaware that someone is staring at him.

   After watching Zhang Xuan silently for a while, Ai Qing put the manuscript down, put it on the desk, carefully smoothed out the folds with his hands, and lined up the corners of the paper before getting up and leaving quietly.

When    left the room, she turned around and quietly closed the door. Just the next second, the dignity on his face disappeared, and he returned to his previous arrogant appearance.

   Seeing Ai Qing coming out, Du Kedong and Ruan Xiuqin who were talking just looked at her and continued to talk about business.

  Du Shuangling observed her own mother's expression for a while, and then peeked towards the door without a trace. At this moment, her heart was itching, and she really wanted to go for a walk in the room.

  Ai Qing, who had a panoramic view of her daughter's careful thoughts, was at peace in her heart, but at this moment, there was an inexplicable burst of anger.

   In the heart of the enemy's anger!

   What kind of person he is, Ruan Xiuqin, the enemy, knows better than himself. Ai Qing simply doesn't care so much, and directly instructs Du Shuangling:

   "Go, help Mom to get a bowl of rice, they won't eat it, we eat it, the food is getting cold."

   Du Shuangling was dumbfounded when she said such rude words. I thought to myself: Mom, you really take this place as your own home.

   Du Kedong and Ruan Xiuqin also stopped talking and involuntarily looked at Ai Qing.

   Being stared at, it was not Ai Qing's temperament, so he didn't bother to pay attention to anything, got up and went to the kitchen to pack his own meals.

   Ruan Xiuqin greeted Du Kedong and his daughter with a smile, "Let's have dinner first, and we'll talk after dinner. If you're not busy tonight, you can drink some soju, the wine I just baked this month."

   Du Kedong looked away from the kitchen, in order not to make his daughter-in-law's actions seem too embarrassing, he also smiled and promised:

   "Okay, seeing your wild boar, I'm really greedy. I'll be fine tonight, let's have a drink together."

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  ps: I feel like there is a fake category push. In the app scrolling bar, I have been swiping dozens or hundreds of times in March, but I can't get my book.

   Also please read it, let me fight!

   Ask for a monthly pass, a recommended ticket, and a reward

   (end of this chapter)