Gong Ying took the final draft and when he read the last word, his tears couldn't stop anymore. Wu Jianye, who was sitting next to him, didn't know how to comfort her.
She seemed to have the euphemism of a southern woman, but she was very tough on the inside. Now she started to feel sad about spring and autumn again, which made Wu Jianye have to lament how changeable girls are.
"In the end, Fugui was left with an old cow that couldn't live for two or three years. Why are you so hard-hearted, do you have to write Fugui in such a miserable way?"
Putting down the draft, Gong Yin looked straight at Wu Jianye, looking at the man who had shaped the rich and tragic life. She suddenly had an impulse to understand this man's past and see what he had gone through before he was able to succeed.
To be able to write such a sad story.
She usually saw him smiling at everyone, but that time he was strict with Wang Zhen, which made her always think that Wu Jianye was an optimistic person, but it happened that such a person wrote "Alive"
Such a tragic story.
Gong Yin has always believed that novels are a microcosm of the author's life. People who do not have such experiences cannot write novels that truly resonate with people, especially such an excellent work as "To Live".
For a moment, a feeling of distress poured into my heart. Girls have always been emotional. After they put their own thoughts into it, they will put the story they want on someone.
"Your past must have been very painful, right?" Gong Yin continued to talk to himself.
Wu Jianye thought of his experience in the orphanage in his previous life. That experience was definitely painful. Wu Jianye might have complained about the unfairness of life to him when he was young, but when he grew up, he understood
I understand that the injustice of fate is inevitable. If he only complains about others, he will not be able to achieve such achievements later.
"It's okay, it's not bitter actually. I think it's quite interesting!" That experience was destined to be buried in Wu Jianye's heart and he would never tell it to anyone else.
The tear stains on Gong Yin's face have not disappeared, and new tears fell again. This is a strong man.
"When are you going to get this story to the magazine?"
"Let's do it tomorrow. It just so happens that the crew doesn't have anything to do tomorrow, so I'll take a break from work and go to the magazine to do some personal business!" Wu Jianye said with a smile.
"Then can I take this ending back today?" Gong Yin said.
"Of course, wasn't it always like this before? Why are you so polite today!" Wu Jianye said indifferently.
"Nothing!" Gong Yin shook his head.
The next day!
When Wu Jianye came to the cafeteria, he saw many people with red eyes. When they saw Wu Jianye, they all asked in unison: "Why are they all dead?"
Well, in one night, the ending of the novel was actually made known to everyone. These people must be the readers who are waiting for the update.
After comforting the readers who were hurt, Wu Jianye brought the final draft of "Alive" from Gong Yin. Today he is going to submit to "Shanghai Literature".
In this era, there were no computers yet, so naturally it was not possible to submit articles by email, so Wu Jianye had no choice but to go there in person.
"Can I accompany you there in the morning?" Gong Yin walked up to Wu Jianye and asked.
Wu Jianye nodded indifferently: "Of course, but I have to go back to the dormitory to pick up other manuscripts before I can go there."
After breakfast, Wu Jianye and Gong Ying went back to their dormitory to pick up their manuscripts. They were about to leave immediately, but a familiar voice suddenly came from outside Wu Jianye's door.
"Jianye, I have found you. If it weren't for Da..." At this point, Zhou Tao saw Gong Ying standing next to Wu Jianye, and immediately stopped and changed his words: "If it weren't for it...
Wen told me that I almost ran to Yanjing to find you!"
"Zhou Tao? Why did you come to Shanghai?"
The person who came to the Shanghai Film Studio turned out to be Zhou Tao. At this time, Zhou Tao had long lost the earthy smell that he had when he followed Wu Jianye to Yanjing. He had long, toad glasses, floral shirts, and bell-bottom pants, just like Wu Jianye before.
There is no difference between the unemployed young people I met on Lianyun Road.
"What happened?" Wu Jianye looked at Zhou Tao in surprise. He knew that Zhou Tao would not have come to Shanghai to see him unless something happened.
Zhou Tao glanced at Gong Yin with an awkward expression, but did not speak. He didn't know if Wu Jianye wanted people around him to know about his business.
"You have friends here, so I'll leave first. When you go to the magazine, just go to my room and call me!" Gong Yin said immediately.
"Well, okay!" Wu Jianye nodded.
"Okay, stop looking. Everyone has gone away. Tell me, why did you come to Shanghai?" Wu Jianye patted Zhou Tao, who was still looking around, and asked angrily.
"Okay, Old Wu, I didn't expect you to have such a beautiful friend in Shanghai, who is as good as my sister-in-law?" Zhou Tao said exaggeratedly.
"Don't talk nonsense, she and I are just ordinary friends." Wu Jianye knew that it would definitely make Zhou Tao suspicious.
"You didn't ask me to make friends with the Xiangjiang person Chen Ming contacted before. Now that guy is like a close friend to me. I just want to bring him to you to meet you. This guy is too
Now that you can spend money, if you want him to do anything, just give him your orders." Zhou Tao took a piece of white rabbit from Wu Jianye's bed, pushed it away and threw it directly into his mouth.
"Where is he now?" Wu Jianye asked. He knew that Zhou Tao must be getting along very well with that person now, otherwise he would not have brought him to meet him.
"In the hotel, this kid is so damn good at enjoying himself. When he came to Shanghai, he couldn't stay in a guest house, but he stayed in a hotel, which cost more than 20 yuan a day." Zhou Tao said angrily.
"What's his relationship in Xiangjiang?" Wu Jianye asked.
"He's just a stinky guy with no abilities. From what he said, his parents seemed to be from the Mainland. Later, he went to Xiangjiang. He didn't have the guts to join a club, so he helped people go to Xiangjiang over there on Zhongying Street. He was just a horse boy."
Zhou Tao said.
"Okay, I've gained a lot of knowledge in just a few months since I went to Pengcheng!" Wu Jianye joked.
Zhou Tao said with a sneer: "Okay, don't talk about me anymore. This guy has noticed that we have something to ask him for. He eats and drinks like crazy every day. Let him get it done as soon as possible."
Wu Jianye thought for a while and said, "Well, I have something else to do during the day today. You make an appointment with him and say that I will meet him tonight and you go shopping with him during the day."
"Okay, I've never been to Shanghai anyway. Where can we meet that night?"
"Let's meet at the hotel where you are staying. It's better not to let too many people know about some things!" Wu Jianye thought for a while.
"Okay, then I'll wait for you tonight!"
When sending Zhou Tao off to the factory, Wu Jianye called Gong Yin. After the three of them separated at the factory gate, Wu Jianye and Gong Yin went to the "Shanghai Literature" magazine.
But what he didn't expect was that he would meet a woman he didn't want to meet in "Shanghai Literature".