Chapter 103 You're just one step away
Looking at Feng Laoer who looked anxious, Cheng Xuyuan felt helpless.
He knew in his heart that Feng Laoer had already said so much, and if he continued to insist, the final result would be a falling out between the two of them.
Although we won't end our relationship forever, I'm afraid it won't be so easy and casual in the future.
Forget it. I’ll return the favor for this tweed coat later.
There will be performances next year, so I can help him come up with a few good scripts.
"Then I'll take advantage of you this time." Cheng Xuyuan changed the subject and asked, "Is the museum busy during this period?"
Feng Laoer felt relieved when he saw that Cheng Xuyuan no longer mentioned the woolen coat.
"Teacher Cheng, our cultural center has received several great praises because of you during this period."
"Especially after our two skits were recorded and broadcast, whenever there was a performance, we would be called on to go over."
"You don't know, Lao Niu and Lao Peng, they grin from ear to ear every day!"
At this point, Feng Laoer said: "I heard that there are several cultural centers that are researching this new genre of skits."
"They are also trying hard to come up with some new works to make a splash."
Cheng Xuyuan was not surprised that sketches became popular.
After all, the development of sketches in later generations has proved that it has strong vitality.
After chatting about some things in the cultural center, Feng Laoer said with a smile: "Teacher Cheng, you must be hungry after such a long journey back."
"Let's go to Lao Mo's restaurant for a meal. It can be considered as my welcome dinner for you."
At that time, the Moscow Restaurant was still called the Yanjing Exhibition Hall Restaurant, but people like Feng Laoer, who grew up in Beijing, always liked to call it Lao Mo.
Lao Mo's consumption is not low. According to Cheng Xuyuan and Feng Laoer's appetite, the two of them can forget about getting out without ten yuan.
Treating people to a meal here can be said to be quite sincere.
Cheng Xuyuan waved his hand and said, "Forget about Lao Mo. We can find some time to have a good meal together later."
"Just now I went to Team Leader Niu Wanjia's house to get some coal briquettes, and he insisted on having a good drink with me."
"Or, let's wait for next time."
Drinking at Niu Wanjia's house, the host is Niu Wanjia. As the invitee, Cheng Xuyuan is embarrassed to invite Feng Laoer over.
Feng Laoer patted his head and said, "Oh, why didn't I come here earlier?"
He looked around and said, "Teacher Cheng, in that case, let's meet in the evening."
Cheng Xuyuan hesitated for a moment and said, "Old Feng, I think we should wait for two days."
"I'm going to visit two relatives tonight."
Seeing that Cheng Xuyuan was indeed busy, Feng Laoer had no choice but to schedule the meal for later.
But he was also very happy in his heart. Although he did not invite Cheng Xuyuan to Lao Mo today, Cheng Xuyuan agreed to have dinner with him after all.
This means that the relationship between the two people has become closer and closer.
"Okay, then we'll stay together for two days." Feng Lao Er said, "Then Mr. Cheng, you can rest first, I won't disturb you."
Cheng Xuyuan smiled and sent Feng Laoer out the door, then went to the supply and marketing cooperative not far away and bought a piece of pork head for fifty cents.
When Cheng Xuyuan arrived at Niu Wanjia's door, he saw Chu Yueqin cooking.
Seeing Cheng Xuyuan coming in, Chu Yueqin said with a smile: "Xiao Cheng, you launched a big satellite this time."
Hearing this, Cheng Xuyuan was stunned for a moment.
He was a little confused about what Chu Yueqin was talking about. At this time, Niu Wanjia held up a newspaper and said, "Xiao Cheng, take a look. This is an article commenting on your work."
Cheng Xuyuan took a closer look and saw an article printed in a prominent position on it. The title was "No matter when, we must maintain a positive attitude - Thoughts after reading Xu Lingyun's "When Happiness Knocks on the Door"."
Looking at this review article with more than a thousand words, Cheng Xuyuan smiled and said, "This is a bit too much praise. I am still far from it!"
Niu Wanjia said: "Xiao Cheng, do you think this is just a compliment to you?"
"I tell you, this is a recognition of you and your work."
"With this review, the value of your The Pursuit of Happyness will double in the future!"
Cheng Xuyuan was naturally clear about what Niu Wanjia said. He smiled and said, "Compared with this compliment, there are many areas where I still need to work hard."
Niu Wanjia looked at the modest Cheng Xuyuan and said with some jealousy: "Xiao Cheng, although you have only written one novel, you can already be said to be an excellent young author."
"Hey, you're much better than me!"
Although Niu Wanjia's words sounded a bit sour, what he said was true.
After this review article, we can add the word “excellent” next to Cheng Xuyuan’s title of young author.
After drinking half a bottle of wine with Niu Wanjia in the morning and resting for an hour in the afternoon, Cheng Xuyuan came to the white building where Meng Dezhi lived, carrying a pound of fried fruits brought from his hometown.
Although the security guard in charge of entrance and exit of the White Building knew Cheng Xuyuan, he still let Cheng Xuyuan in after contacting Meng Dezhi.
Because it was New Year's Day, not only Meng Dezhi was at home, but Mo Yunqi was also at home.
When Cheng Xuyuan walked over, the couple were watching TV.
As he opened the door and welcomed Cheng Xuyuan in, Meng Dezhi said with a smile, "I thought you had to stay in your hometown until the 15th before coming back!"
"How is it, how is the banquet for this promotion?"
The money for this banquet was mainly from the advance payment of royalties from Meng Dezhi, who also helped to raise the royalties from five yuan per thousand words to six yuan per thousand words.
So Cheng Xuyuan said politely: "Thanks to you, the banquet was very successful this time."
"I originally wanted to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival in my hometown before coming back, but my dad thought I had taken too long a leave and told me to come back to work as soon as possible."
"I have no choice but to come back early."
"I returned to Yanjing this morning."
"This is the fried fruit from my hometown. It tastes pretty good. Lao Meng, you and Aunt Mo can try it."
Meng Dezhi opened the oil paper bag that Cheng Xuyuan brought, took one out and put it to his mouth to taste it, then said with a smile: "It's sweet and fragrant, not bad."
"By the way, have you received your admission letter from Yenching University?"
Cheng Xuyuan said: "I have received it. I will study history."
"This is a perfect match for your major. I think you should study history." Meng Dezhi said with a smile, "By the way, I have also received Yuqing's admission letter. It is from the Chinese Department."
Cheng Xuyuan didn't know why Meng Dezhi mentioned this to him. Maybe he just said it casually.
"That's great." Cheng Xuyuan responded casually.
Mo Yunqi asked, "Xiao Cheng, how many drafts of "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" have you written these days?"
It’s not Mo Yunqi’s fault that she asked about work right away, but the popularity of their magazine seemed to be skyrocketing with the release of the second issue.
Not only was the quantity increased by 100,000 copies, but the first issue was also required to be reprinted.
As a magazine publisher, who wouldn't want to sell more?
Cheng Xuyuan took out the manuscript he wrote when he was in Chengjiazhuang Brigade and handed it to Mo Yunqi, saying, "Aunt Mo, I was quite busy back home, so I wrote more than 50,000 words."
Mo Yunqi looked at the thick manuscript and said with a smile, "More than 50,000 words is not a small number."
"I'll take a closer look."
After chatting about some things during the Chinese New Year, Meng Dezhi suddenly became serious and said, "Xiao Cheng, I went to Mr. Wan's house to pay New Year's greetings a few days ago, and Mr. Wan mentioned you again."
"He said that what you wrote was very spiritual, and he hoped that you would keep writing and continue to create!"
Cheng Xuyuan never thought that Mr. Wan still remembered him and said such encouraging words when talking to Meng Dezhi.
Just as Cheng Xuyuan was about to respond, Meng Dezhi continued, "I told Mr. Wan at the time that if he admired you, he might as well take you in as his disciple so that you can learn more from him."
"Mr. Wan didn't agree on the spot, but he didn't refuse either."
"Xiao Cheng, I think this matter has a way!"
"What you lack now is an opportunity."
“An opportunity that will allow you to enter the mainstream.”
Cheng Xuyuan looked at Meng Dezhi solemnly and said solemnly: "Thank you, Lao Meng, I will definitely work hard."
Meng Dezhi nodded and said, "This is a rare opportunity. When you go back, think carefully about what to do."
"By the way, I learned a few days ago that in your case, you can go to college with pay. In other words, even if you go to Yanjing University, you will still be paid."
"It's just that some subsidies have been reduced, but it's very limited."
"We are envious of the conditions you have been given."
Get paid to go to school!
In other words, I don’t have to be like those people who were unemployed when they were in school and only received a subsidy of a dozen yuan, but I can get the current salary.
Compared with subsidies, this is really great.
It seems that it was the right decision to come to Meng Dezhi's house this time, because he brought me all good news.
"Thank you, Lao Meng. This is really good news."
"Since the news is good, let's have a drink later." Meng Dezhi said, "You should be fined two glasses of wine if you didn't come to my place right away when you arrived this morning!"
Cheng Xuyuan happily accepted the punishment of drinking.
Visiting Meng Dezhi's home was undoubtedly a very pleasant thing for Cheng Xuyuan.
While drinking, Meng Dezhi didn't mention much about going to college, but he mentioned Mr. Wan's final push several times.
Even Mo Yunqi made Cheng Xuyuan cherish this rare opportunity.
After all, becoming a student of a big boss not only means having an extra knowledgeable teacher to guide you, but also having a big tree erected behind you.
A big tree that can shelter you from wind and rain.
But how do we deliver that finishing touch?
Cheng Xuyuan drank more than four taels of wine at Meng Dezhi's house, and when he came out, he was still a little staggering.
The thought in his mind was what Meng Dezhi said was the finishing touch, and all kinds of thoughts began to surge in his mind.
What should I write as the finishing touch?
As thoughts came to his mind, Cheng Xuyuan made up his mind.
Now, the opportunity is right in front of us, and we can't let it slip away like a loach! Cheng Xuyuan staggered back to his residence, drunken, while thinking about his own ideas and another visit.
If visiting Meng Dezhi's house is a good thing, then the next visit is a bit unpredictable!
The second update is here today, please support me. I’m sorry for not updating today.
(End of this chapter)
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