Jiang Meng insisted on getting a divorce, which embarrassed Tong Wenping, so he didn't show up for the whole afternoon.
Tong Wenping closed the door and sulked in the house. He had no intention of recording the show anymore. He really wanted to follow Pei Haotian's example and just leave.
Reason reminded him that he didn't have the confidence like Pei Haotian to leave whenever he wanted.
He came to the show just to make money. The hard days were over, and he had to get through the remaining two days no matter what and get his pay.
There were voices of talking and laughing outside, as if the conflict that had just happened had not affected their mood at all, which formed a sharp contrast with the miserable Tong Wenping.
If possible, Tong Wenping didn't want to go out and communicate with the group of people outside.
They are all Jiang Meng's accomplices, unconditional supporters of Jiang Meng, and they back her up.
No one knew what kind of magic potion Jiang Meng had given them, but everyone stood on Jiang Meng's side and became his enemy.
Tong Wenping lay alone for a long time, involuntarily recalling his past with Jiang Meng.
When I first met Jiang Meng, I could tell at first glance that she was a girl from a big city.
Although Jiang Meng came from a wealthy family at that time, she did not show any snobbery or arrogance. She was used to observing people's words and expressions and was very considerate of those around her. If someone around her was from a poor family, she would subconsciously change into a cheap short-sleeved shirt that cost 100 yuan for three pieces and eat noodles with them for 6 yuan a bowl when they were together.
Tong Wenping was prejudiced against Jiang Meng when he first met her. Although he didn't recognize any brands, he could tell that the clothes and bags Jiang Meng wore were not cheap.
Later, when he heard people in the club gossiping, he learned that the shoes and bags Jiang Meng often wore were priced above four figures. She had quite a few bags and shoes of this price range, and her parents seemed to be very willing to spend money on her.
The amount of her outfit was more than Tong Wenping's annual tuition and living expenses. At that time, Jiang Meng was a rich lady in his mind.
Later he found out that Jiang Meng was a rich lady, but she didn't have any of her diseases.
The total cost of his outfit used to be over five figures, but now, to be considerate of him, I can spend just over a hundred dollars on his outfit.
I used to eat in the cafeteria without paying attention to the price and often went to the food court to cook for myself. Now, out of consideration for him, I can share a plate of bok choy and rice with him.
The most important thing is that Jiang Meng’s change will not bring any pressure to the people around her, and will make you feel that she changed because she likes it.
She would always praise the 29.9 short-sleeved shirt she was wearing for being comfortable and good-looking. Many people asked her for the link after seeing it, and they also liked it after buying it. Her mother also praised it every time she saw it.
She would use losing weight as an excuse to eat bok choy with rice, and she would feel lucky that she could have such delicious bok choy during her fat-loss period. She would also thank the other party for letting her discover such a delicious vegetable as bok choy.
No matter what Jiang Meng does with him or what kind of hardship she endures, she will express her love and the approval of those around her.
While recognizing him, I will also sincerely thank him.
It can be said that when Tong Wenping was with Jiang Meng, he was always understood and cared for, and he felt comfortable and relaxed getting along with Jiang Meng.
He, who had low self-esteem due to family reasons, gradually gained self-confidence and hope for the future.
Of course, Jiang Meng's care for him goes far beyond his life, and his help in his career is even greater.
Tong Wenping's career was different from what he described in the interview. It was not all smooth sailing. He read interviews with other writers in the newspaper and learned that they made money from writing, which gave him the idea of making money from writing himself.
Later, he submitted manuscripts to magazines under several pen names, but they were all rejected without exception. The reason was simple: the writing was not good enough.
After entering college, in order to improve his writing skills, he joined a literary club, where his writing skills improved and he learned how to narrate a complete story.
It was also here that he met Jiang Meng.
At this time, Tong Wenping's manuscripts were still frequently rejected by magazines. He had no talent for writing, too little life experience, lacked observation of his surroundings, and his imagination was not broad enough.
A mediocre story without any highlights cannot impress readers or editors.
It's understandable that his manuscript was rejected.
Soon everyone in the literature club knew that Tong Wenping had a dream of becoming a writer, and soon his classmates also knew about it. No one knew who started it, but everyone started calling him a great writer.
Some people are just calling it out for fun, some are joking, and some are saying it with a sarcastic tone.
It is a good thing to have dreams, but once they are taken too far, it becomes wishful thinking and overestimating one's own capabilities.
Tong Wenping is a typical example of such a wishful thinking person. His first wish is to marry a girl from a big city; his second wish is to become a famous writer.
During those dark days, Tong Wenping almost didn't want to go out or go to class. He felt that everyone outside was laughing at him.
He stayed in the rental house rented by Jiang Meng every day, holding back his energy and wanting to write a groundbreaking work. Even if it was not groundbreaking, it had to be successfully published or published in a magazine.
The next time he goes out, he wants to make those who once laughed at him look at him with new eyes.
The ideal was perfect, but reality once again dealt him a heavy blow.
Without any suspense, his manuscript was rejected again.
The school urged him to go to classes, and Jiang Meng also advised him to focus on his studies and take his time with writing. You never know when inspiration will come, and she will support him all his life.
But when Tong Wenping thought of his classmates teasing him about the "great writer", he felt very unwilling and didn't want to go back to school in such a disgrace.
He told Jiang Meng that he had a new inspiration and he wanted to write it down and try again. If it still didn't work, he would give up temporarily.
Jiang Meng, who had always supported him, agreed this time.
After seeing Jiang Meng off, the relaxed expression on Tong Wenping's face instantly disappeared.
He was anxious and uneasy. He smashed things around in Jiang Meng's rental house frantically to relieve his inner anger.
The rental house was suddenly in a mess, like after a strong wind.
He slumped on the floor against the bookshelf, staring at the wall blankly for who knows how long, when suddenly his eyes were drawn to an open notebook, which he had swept down from the bookshelf in anger.
This is a notebook full of childishness, with Chibi Maruko-chan on the cover and cute little strawberries on the inside footers.
The handwriting on the inner pages is very childish, and you can tell at a glance that the person who wrote it was very young at the time.
The owner of the notebook filled the thick notebook with his childish handwriting, and each page recorded the interesting little stories that the little owner had imagined.
The title page of the notebook has the owner's signature: Jiang Meng, Class 1, Grade 4.
Tong Wenping sat on the ground and read the notebook page by page. Before he knew it, dinner time had passed.
After reading the last page, Tong Wenping still felt unsatisfied, and his empty mind seemed to be reborn, with good ideas and stories constantly popping into his mind.
Tong Wenping then wrote a 50,000-word science fiction story in one breath.
This story was his award-winning debut work and the prototype of the popular children's science fiction drama.
The success of this work made him famous, earned him money, and also earned him back face in front of his classmates.
Being called a “great writer” is no longer a mockery or ridicule of him, but a recognition of him.
Of course Jiang Meng eventually found out what he had done. At first, Tong Wenping was worried that Jiang Meng would be angry or have a big fight with him if she found out.
He had memorized the lines of dialogue in advance and bought gifts in advance to coax Jiang Meng. He believed that he had coaxed Jiang Meng well, and given Jiang Meng's personality, she would not tell anyone about this.
It turned out that Tong Wenping's worries were unnecessary. Jiang Meng did not get angry with him. She was silent for a long time and calmly told him that next time he should ask her about such things first. She would not stop him, but she had the minimum right to know.
Tong Wenping naturally agreed and thanked Jiang Meng profusely. At that moment, he said more sweet words and made more promises than he had ever made in his entire life.
When Jiang Meng learned that her old childhood work had been "adapted", she not only did not get angry, but also praised Tong Wenping for his excellent adaptation, saying that it was much more mature than her original naive story, and was more readable and interesting, and that children could also read it.
It was precisely because of Jiang Meng's recognition that Tong Wenping always felt that he had helped Jiang Meng turn waste into treasure. Otherwise, her notebook would just be a pile of garbage, costing 50 cents per pound at the recycling station.
It was Tong Wenping who turned the waste worth 50 cents a pound into cash, exchanged it for fame and profit. He himself made a great contribution. "Adaptation" requires much more brainpower than writing it on the spot.
Think about how well the couple worked together in the past, one conceiving the story while the other polishing and optimizing it, and together they thrived in their careers.
They have no conflicts in life. Jiang Meng is very considerate and gentle, and works hard. He only needs to open his mouth to eat when he returns home, and the clothes he has worn will be ironed and hung in his closet the next day. He does not need to worry about all his daily necessities, as Jiang Meng will arrange them for him in advance. Jiang Meng has good aesthetic taste, and the things he chooses will not make him lose face in any occasion.
If he really had to divorce Jiang Meng, Tong Wenping would definitely not be willing to do so.
He has too many habits with Jiang Meng and relies too much on her.
He just nodded on impulse, and within half a day he regretted it.
Tong Wenping was reminiscing about the past, and unknowingly lay there until the sun set. The sky gradually darkened, and the aroma of food and oil being cooked outside wafted into the air.
His stomach also began to growl.
Tong Wenping couldn't sleep anymore, so he sat up and put his ear against the wall to listen to the noise outside.
The thin wooden board did not provide sound insulation, and the sounds of talking and laughing outside were clearly audible. Occasionally, Jiang Mengrou's voice could be heard, and she laughed along with them.
They ate heartily, eating and laughing, and no one remembered that Tong Wenping was still hungry.
Tong Wenping was so angry that his stomach hurt. He was still reminiscing about the past and was reluctant to leave Jiang Meng.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Meng didn't feel reluctant at all, and even forgot that he was still hungry alone.
After so many years of hard work as a couple, doesn't she have any regrets?
The more Tong Wenping thought about it, the more dissatisfied he became. He had many questions in his mind and wanted to question Jiang Meng in person again.
But he didn't want to be disturbed by outsiders anymore, nor did he want to be seen by the audience.
Maybe if no one disturbed them and they were alone, Jiang Meng might change her mind.
He always thought that Jiang Meng's decision to divorce him was a spur-of-the-moment decision. If she had really considered this issue ten years ago, why didn't he notice it at all over the years? Jiang Meng's attitude towards him had never changed in the past ten years.
He didn't believe that just a few days of recording the show could change a person's mind.
So he waited until dark and came out after the live broadcast ended.
At this time, everyone had finished their meal and was getting ready for bed. He tiptoed to the house where Mingfu lived.
Not only Ming Fu and Jiang Meng lived in the house, Bai Yinyin was also there. She could hear their conversation before she even got close.
The topic of discussion was Tong Wenping, and the content was naturally to scold him.
Because the live broadcast was over, Bai Yinyin no longer had any reservations about what she said and just cursed Tong Wenping directly if she wanted to.
"Sister Jiang Meng, I just can't understand. A woman as outstanding as you can find any outstanding man. Why do you choose to fall for that kind of man and even sacrifice yourself to fulfill him? Is he worthy of such a scumbag?"
Jiang Meng: "He wasn't like this when I first met him. He also has his own strengths."
Bai Yinyin: "Isn't it because you are blinded by love?"
Ming Fu thought of Pei Haotian and said to Bai Yinyin quietly, "It's not appropriate for you to say that."
Bai Yinyin choked and said awkwardly, "As an underage girl, you shouldn't get involved in our adult relationship issues."
Jiang Meng smiled lightly and said, "Maybe I was really blinded by love. I didn't listen to anyone else and only recognized him as a person, so I indulged him..."
Jiang Meng suddenly stopped talking halfway through her words. Her strange pause lasted for at least three seconds.
Then he sighed and said self-deprecatingly, "Maybe I'm just blind."
Ming Fu: "It's not your fault that you misjudged someone. Some people will disguise themselves and lie in wait for their prey for years, just to set a trap to trap you."
Bai Yinyin spoke of the theory with great clarity, "That's right! He saw something profitable in you, so he used a little trick on you, pretending to be a frustrated young talent, and then showing off his grand ideals and ambitions to gain your sympathy and admiration."
"Then he slowly and mentally oppressed you, controlling you mentally, lowering your boundaries again and again, making you obey his orders and afraid to raise any objections. Then he continued to exploit you step by step until he had squeezed out every bit of your worth, not letting go of even a tiny bit, absolutely squeezing you dry. You saw you didn't write songs for the next two years. Was it because of his mental oppression?"
For the first time, Jiang Meng realized that Tong Wenping had belittled her in the past, always bringing up old issues, mentioning her parents' snobbery, the ridicule of her college classmates, and the many difficulties and setbacks he had encountered.
All of this made her feel guilty and reluctant, prompting her to give in again and again, making it easier for Tong Wenping to mentally oppress and control her.
Jiang Meng was too shocked and was thinking about what had happened, so he was speechless for a while.
At this moment, Bai Yinyin suddenly noticed that Ming Fu, who had been sitting still, stood up quietly. She thought Ming Fu was going to solve a physiological problem, so she didn't say anything.
Unexpectedly, just as Ming Fu disappeared from the door, he heard a man's shrill scream outside the door.
When Tong Wenping heard the conversation inside, he stopped and secretly listened from the corner.
He had long guessed that this group of people would not say anything good about him. His wife, who had been honest and obedient for more than ten years, suddenly dared to disobey him because of their instigation.
It just so happened that he also wanted to hear what these people were gossiping about behind his back. Only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle.
Until he heard Bai Yinyin say that she had exploited Jiang Meng, squeezed out all the value in her, and said that Jiang Meng stopped writing songs because of her oppression.
Tong Wenping could no longer sit still. He thought Jiang Meng had revealed all the secrets between them. They knew that the outline and ideas were Jiang Meng's.
He was so excited that he didn't pay attention to his feet, making slight footsteps, which were heard by Ming Fu in the house.
Ming Fu knew who the eavesdropper was without having to guess, so he casually picked up a small stone in the dark and prepared to teach Tong Wenping a lesson.
Then, without her having to do anything, Tong Wenping, who was guilty of a thief, was frightened by the sudden appearance of the figure and stepped back repeatedly, accidentally stepping on their hunting lasso.
The flexible branch bounced and Tong Wenping was hung upside down.
Ming Fu couldn't let the stone go to waste, so he added insult to injury and threw it out without caring where it hit Tong Wenping.
Tong Wenping's scream was caused by the impact, and it also attracted everyone.
Let’s watch the famous scene where he was hung upside down.
Because the lasso is used to catch prey, and there are no large animals on the island, the reserved rope is not long, just about 1.7 meters, which is Tong Wenping's height.
So Tong Wenping was half-hanging, the branches were bouncing up and down, and the top of his head hit the ground repeatedly.
The soil was soft, so it didn't hurt, but the scene was a bit funny, which made Tong Wenping lose face.
And the harder he struggled, the more noticeably the branches bounced, and the more frequently he hit his head.
But everyone who was attracted watched the show coldly, and no one took the initiative to let him go.
Jing Ye had to squat down to look Tong Wenping in the eye. He lifted up his trouser leg, half-knelt down on one leg, and looked down at Tong Wenping.
He said with a smile: "Oh, isn't this Teacher Tong? Why are you here? Your home doesn't seem to be here. You sneaked here in the middle of the night. Are you trying to imitate Pei Haotian?"
After all, Tong Wenping didn't have dinner today either.
Tong Wenping's face flushed red, partly because his head was congested from being hung upside down, and partly because he was angry with Jing Ye.
He is a scholar with the spirit and integrity of a scholar. How could he possibly learn to steal to satisfy his own appetite?
Tong Wenping suppressed his anger and looked past Jing Ye's mountain-like figure blocking his way, trying to see Jiang Meng behind him.
"I'm worried about Xiao Meng, so I came to see if she's doing well."
Jing Ye: "You don't know this, right? She's doing well without you. She even drank an extra bowl of soup at night."
Tong Wenping: "I'm asking about Xiao Meng, not outsiders like you."
Jing Ye didn't say anything, stood up, and moved back a few steps. Tong Wenping finally saw Jiang Meng.
The moonlight is brighter today, and Jiang Meng is standing there beautifully in the moonlight.
It reminded Tong Wenping of the first time he saw Jiang Meng in the literature club.
It is elegant and beautiful, like a fresh lotus flower in summer that rises from the mud without being stained.
It has been so long, so long that he couldn't even remember how long it had been since he saw the old Jiang Meng.
Jiang Meng spoke with the same elegant voice as before, her voice slow and steady: "I'm doing well, I don't need you to worry about me."
Tong Wenping: "I just recalled a lot of things we went through in the past, including how much I owe you. It made me feel very uncomfortable. Suddenly, I have a lot of things I want to say to you alone. If I don't tell you, I may not be able to sleep tonight."
Ming Fu frowned when he heard this. What's wrong with Tong Wenping? Didn't Jiang Meng say that he has a strong self-esteem and will never regret it? Now it seems that he has regretted it and started to adopt a conciliatory policy.
Jiang Meng didn't expect Tong Wenping to come to her and say these words. When they had disputes in the past, Tong Wenping never took the initiative to say soft words.
Jing Ye: "Forget about talking. If you can't sleep, just close your eyes and you'll fall asleep in a little while."
Ming Fu: "It's so late, can't we talk about it another day?"
Tong Wenping felt very uncomfortable being hung there, and his patience was worn out.
"After all, we are still husband and wife. What right do you have to obstruct our communication? When we go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to handle the paperwork, the staff should let us discuss it clearly. Even if we want to divorce, can't we even talk?"
Tong Wenping turned to Jiang Meng and asked, "Xiao Meng, have you decided to never speak to me again in this life? Let others convey your inner thoughts? You said you wanted a divorce and have been thinking about it for ten years. At the very least, you should tell me where I went wrong. You gave me a death sentence without any clear explanation, and I died without knowing why."
Look at what he said. He doesn't even know what's wrong with him. Others can see a lot of problems with him after only knowing him for a few days.
Jing Ye sneered: "Who told you not to talk and communicate? Don't you have a criminal record? What if you get excited and start a fight again?"
Tong Wenping: "Jiang Meng, tell me, have I ever hit someone when we had a more serious argument before? This time was purely an accident."
"Who knows if you guys will argue fiercely later, and if an accident will happen again? Otherwise, just talk here and we will all listen."
Tong Wenping: "You!"
There are so many private things and secrets between them, how can others hear them?
Jiang Meng: "I don't know what you want to tell me. If you must talk to me alone, you can, but I want to tell you in advance that I will not change my mind about divorce."
Tong Wenping's expression was happy at first, but his face darkened when he heard the following words.
Jiang Meng: "If you agree, we can talk. If you don't agree, there's no need to talk anymore."
Tong Wenping gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I promise you."
Just agree to it first, and then use a gentle policy to slowly persuade her later.
Jiang Meng breathed a sigh of relief.
After hanging on the tree for five minutes, Tong Wenping was finally let down.
Ming Fu hit his thigh. He didn't feel anything when he was hanging, and didn't know how he was injured. Now that he was let down, his thigh began to hurt.
For the sake of face, he forced himself not to scream and limped into the woods behind with Jiang Meng.
He didn't stop until he had walked 30 meters away and was sure that no one else could hear him.
Jiang Mengming knew about his injured leg, but he never asked a single question along the way. He was truly heartless.
"Don't you care about my legs?" Tong Wenping asked.
Jiang Meng was not like this before. Whenever there was a problem with him, Jiang Meng would be more nervous than him. She would help him register and urge him to go to the hospital. Most of the time, he was very annoyed with Jiang Meng and wished she would stay away from him.
Now Jiang Meng no longer cares about him and doesn't even care about his injury, but Tong Wenping still feels uncomfortable.
But Jiang Meng didn't respond to his words, and didn't even look at his legs. He said coldly: "What do you want to tell me? Just say it."
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