Chapter 81: Not Competitive
The knife-faced man frowned when he saw the fat boy, "Wang Shuo, what do you mean?"
"It's nothing. Didn't you ask if anyone saw it? What a coincidence, I happened to see it." Wang Shuo looked at the man with a joking expression.
It is obvious that the two know each other, and not only do they know each other, they also probably have some personal grudges against each other.
The man with the knife-like face stared at Wang Shuo for a few seconds, and then he saw that some people seemed to be gathering towards this side in the distance.
"Okay, I'll give you this favor today. Let's go!"
He waved his hand and the people around him immediately followed, even the one who was lying on the ground stood up swiftly.
Wang Shuo sneered at the backs of these people and cursed: "A bunch of thieves!"
Lin Weimin didn't expect that the situation that was about to break out would be resolved so dramatically, but he is more concerned about the little fat man in front of him.
Before he could say anything, figures slid to the vicinity of Lin Weimin and the others and quickly stopped, asking, "Master Shuo, what's going on?"
Wang Shuo smiled a little proudly, "It's okay, it's all solved."
Several figures flew away again, and Wang Shuo turned around to look at Lin Weimin and the others.
"Brother, thank you so much for what you did just now." Lin Weimin said.
"It's alright. I've been fed up with those thieves for a long time. They've been jamming the ice rink all day long. They've ruined the good place!"
His speech full of justice made Lin Weimin and others immediately like him.
Lin Weimin recognized at a glance that the round-faced little fat guy was Wang Shuo, who created a sensation in the literary world in the 1980s and 1990s. Lin Weimin's biggest impression of him was from the show "锵锵三人行". This guy is a bitch and vicious, but his values are still pretty positive.
The second are the film and television works adapted from his novels, such as Feng Kuzi's movies, Jiang Wen's movies, and those TV dramas with Beijing flavor.
Lin Weimin is not so familiar with the influence of Wang Shuo's novels on contemporary Chinese literary circles, but when it comes to the impact of his novels on the Chinese film and television industry, Lin Weimin is very clear about it.
It is no exaggeration to say that he influenced an era.
"Thank you for speaking up for justice." Lin Weimin said enthusiastically. He glanced at the backs of those who had just come to show concern and then turned away, "And your brothers."
Wang Shuo smiled brightly, "Okay, don't be polite, just have fun."
He was about to leave, but Lin Weimin stopped him, "Don't worry. We have to express our gratitude anyway. Let's have dinner together tonight."
Seeing his sincere attitude, Wang Shuo nodded and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you."
After they exchanged names, Wang Shuo asked curiously, "Are you the Lin Weimin who wrote the novel?"
"It's me."
Wang Shuo's expression did not change, and he nodded, "I know you."
The days are short in winter and it gets dark in a short time.
"Brother Wang, what would you like to eat tonight?" Lin Weimin asked.
"I don't care." Wang Shuo said casually.
Lin Weimin asked for their opinions, "How about Dong Lai Shun? It's cold, let's have some mutton hotpot."
Qu Xiaowei smiled and said, "That's a good idea."
Liu Haiyan and Ji Xiaofeng also nodded in agreement, and the group rode their bicycles to Donglaishun.
As soon as the weather gets cold, the business at Donglaishun is guaranteed to be booming. Lin Weimin and his companions waited for half an hour for a table before they were able to eat.
Through chatting, Lin Weimin learned that Wang Shuo is now working as a salesman in the drug wholesale store of Yanjing Pharmaceutical Company, and the most sold products are sugar saline and glucose.
Wang Shuo was very dissatisfied with this job and cursed under the influence of alcohol: "All he does all day is sell things that cheat the common people!"
Wang Shuo is a bit of an angry young man now. Lin Weimin has seen a lot of his interviews and knows that he is a donkey. The hypocritical man like Ku Zi can befriend Wang Shuo because he understands Wang Shuo's character.
Lin Weimin asked with a smile: "Are you still writing novels?"
Wang Shuo was drunk and blushed as he said, "Write it, why not? It's just a dream after all!"
He tried to look Lin Weimin in the face. "I never thought I'd run into a writer like you while meddling in other people's business today. But if you ask me, your writing is just too mediocre."
The expressions of the other people around him were a little subtle. They thought that this person was really bad at talking. How could he say that in front of others?
Lin Weimin's face was calm and composed. "Oh, then is there nothing good about it?"
"Yes! How could there not be?" Wang Shuo said with a bit of a big mouth, "The first advantage of your writing is that it is smooth. I feel like your writing doesn't look like it was written, but rather it comes directly from your mind, which is very comfortable to read. The second advantage is that your style is varied, and whatever you write looks like it is real."
Lin Weimin laughed, "It seems that I am not hopeless yet."
Wang Shuo was getting more and more drunk. He waved his hands and said, "Well, you are much better than those people in the literary world today. What kind of old-fashioned stories are they writing? I think they should burn what they wrote. How dare they publish it!"
Lin Weimin has witnessed the angry young people of these days.
When he was in the Institute of Literature and Art, people would also criticize many current issues, but this was the first time he had encountered someone as straightforward as Wang Shuo.
This is probably what it means when a person’s writing reflects his character.
Others may not know, but at least Lin Weimin quite appreciates his style.
If nothing else, at least people are happy!
Wang Shuo's alcohol tolerance is not good. He was drunk before he drank half a catty of wine. It seems that he still hasn't developed his alcohol tolerance.
Lin Weimin paid the bill and walked out with everyone. Qu Xiaowei wanted to send Liu Haiyan to the guesthouse, but Lin Weimin said he had to send her back to Wang Shuo.
Qu Xiaowei pulled Lin Weimin and said, "What can I say about you? You know nothing at all!"
Lin Weimin retorted: "What do you mean I know nothing? Then you come and send him off, and I'll send Ji Xiaofeng back."
Qu Xiaowei stopped talking. He would never put friendship before love.
"What a shame! You're so ungrateful after getting the advantage." Lin Weimin cursed, then carried Wang Shuo to the back of his bicycle and left.
Qu Xiaowei gave Ji Xiaofeng an apologetic smile, "Xiaofeng, let's go together."
Ji Xiaofeng said tactfully: "No need, I'll go back by myself."
"That's so bad..." Qu Xiaowei retreated under Ji Xiaofeng's gaze and pulled Liu Haiyan away.
The reason he went to see Ji Xiaofeng today, besides asking her to help accompany Liu Haiyan, was also to bring them together with Lin Weimin.
Unfortunately, this kid Lin Weimin may not have grown up yet, and it seems that he doesn’t have that kind of idea in his mind at all.
Qu Xiaowei could only shake his head secretly.
Qu Xiaowei was just expressing his feelings when his bicycle ran over a rock. Liu Haiyan, who was sitting on the back seat, screamed in fright and hugged his waist tightly with both hands.
For some reason he thought of Lin Weimin again.
This person, if he doesn't do his best, no one can help him.
(End of this chapter)
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