Wang Meng did not dare to say how much he had achieved in writing books and biographies, but while studying, he definitely had a state of mind that surpassed that of ordinary people.
Nothing else. If you live longer and read more, the nerves in your brain have been stimulated countless times by the successive waves of literary schools over the years.
To use a more fashionable term nowadays, his cerebral cortex's threshold for stimulation has long been raised very high, and ordinary works cannot cause him too many emotional fluctuations.
Open "Alive" and find the part you are reading first. In the previous two issues, you just saw Fugui's father fall into a manure pit and die.
Regarding the way Fugui's father died, Wang Meng felt that Zhang Zhong was a bit evil, but it added a touch of absurdity.
He had a feeling that the death of Fugui's father would definitely not be the most absurd thing in this book.
After his father died, his wife Jiazhen was taken away by her father-in-law.
Maybe there will be a drama about father and son recognizing each other later.
But after watching for a while, Wang Meng raised his eyebrows. Jiazhen came back again, bringing with him a half-year-old boy, Fugui's son Youqing.
Wang Meng smiled. He originally thought that if there was really a painful drama about father and son recognizing each other, it would be too cliche.
But life has not started to be good yet. Fugui's mother fell ill. Fugui went to see the doctor, but he was arrested.
The episode of catching young men suddenly brought Wang Meng's memory back to his childhood.
Wang Meng was also recruited as a young man, but he escaped and later joined the army on his own initiative.
What is written in the book is quite true, at least the part about the national army is not too exaggerated. Wang Meng later captured a national army general named Lin Kang and talked about the chaos of the national army at that time.
In particular, he was deeply impressed by the part about empty pay and underpayment.
Lin Kang told Wang Meng that at that time, he had one or two thousand people under his command, and each person was deducted one yuan and twenty cents from his head, leaving only eight cents for them to live on. With some other income, he could earn three thousand yuan in a month. He He also said that he is already very conscientious, at least he has not paid any resettlement fees.
Wang Meng continued to look down and saw that 100,000 national troops were surrounded at a distance of 20 miles. He raised his eyebrows. Isn't this the Battle of Huaihai?
At that time, Huang Wei's corps of 120,000 people was beaten down to an estimated 100,000 people. Later, they were left alone and surrounded by them.
Wang Meng was deeply impressed. At that time, Huang Wei's regiment was cheated by his teammates, and supplies could only rely on air drops.
For others, these things in the book are history, but for Wang Meng, they can only be regarded as memories.
…
"Ahem!"
Wang Meng held the book and coughed several times in the yard. The nanny was startled and ran over quickly.
"Are you okay?" the nanny asked Wang Mengshun in concern.
Wang Meng waved his hand, "It's okay."
"Why don't you go in and rest for a while? This book..." She wanted to stop reading this book.
In her opinion, this book is the main culprit of the old man's cough. At such an old age, he still holds this book and reads it for two or three hours. How can he endure it?
"It's almost finished." Wang Meng said.
"Isn't there so much more?"
Wang Meng waved his hand again, "Go and get me a cup of tea. The weather is nice today. It's no problem for me to cough twice."
When the nanny went to change the water, Wang Meng sighed. He had survived pulling Zhuang Ding and surviving Youqing's death, but he could not survive Erxi's hoarseness.
"I asked for the big one, and they gave me the small one."
Zhang Zhong is really a monster. He can always write the kind of sentences that look ordinary but are always unbearable to read.
Fengxia died. Erxi wanted the older one, but only the younger one was left.
"Ahem."
There's not much left, so let's read them all.
What he didn't know was that the nanny had already run in and called him to accuse him.
"Master, Mr. Wang coughed for a while and refused to enter the house. It's all because of that book..."
…
Zhang Zhong finished his overseas book signing tour and took his family to Yanjing first.
Pengpeng has been playing outside during this time, and when she comes back, of course she has to visit her teacher Wu Ziyun first.
"It doesn't matter. Going out more is what you should do when you are young." Wu Ziyun said with a smile, "And Miss Xu is always by my side, so I think my basic skills will not deteriorate."
Zhang Chong said with a smile, "Don't let Pengpeng hear this, otherwise she will yell to go out and play every day."
Pengpeng was painting in Wu Ziyun's studio. Wu Ziyun asked her to paint what impressed her the most during this trip.
They were not watching, waiting for her to finish the painting and then show it to them.
It can be regarded as Wu Ziyun's test for her.
"Do you have anything else to be busy with after you come back? If you are not busy, just stay in Yanjing for a while. President Wang mentioned you two days ago and said that I haven't seen you for a long time."
Since Zhang Zhong took Wu Ziyun to Wang Meng's place last time, Wu Ziyun and Wang Meng's interactions have increased. During Zhang Zhong's absence, they even arranged to go out for dinner several times.
Zhang Chong said with a smile, "When I landed, I sent him a text message. He hasn't replied to me yet. He is probably busy."
"Probably he is busy." Wu Ziyun did not continue. In fact, he heard two days ago that the old man was not in good health recently, and it was related to Zhang Zhong's new book "Alive".
Wu Ziyun also bought and read "Alive". He originally read Zhang Zhong's books. Since he accepted Peng Peng as his student, he has never read any of Zhang Zhong's works.
I have to say that "Alive" was indeed too miserable. When he finished watching it for the first time, he wanted to watch it again, but he didn't dare to watch it again. He felt very conflicted.
Looking at Zhang Zhong in front of me, the smile on his face is like a breath of fresh air. I really can't connect him with the author of "Alive".
Of course, there are many people on the Internet who say that his images are a bit vulgar, which is completely inconsistent with his paintings, because he always paints good-looking characters.
"I have two more days to stay in Yanjing. On the 29th, I will go to Wellington, New Zealand to attend the World Science Fiction Convention on the 30th." Zhang Zhong said.
"Oh? Are Uncle Pengpeng and Auntie going with them?" Wu Ziyun asked.
Zhang Zhong shook his head and said, "No, I'm going alone this time. School is about to start in Pengpeng, so we can't delay."
If it weren't for Jiang Yang's application for fantasy, Zhang Zhong wouldn't have wanted to go to the World Science Fiction Convention, because it happened to be when Pengpeng started school.
Although whether he goes or not may not necessarily affect the outcome of Shen Huan, he should have done his best in the past. As for Pengpeng starting school, her grandparents can only take her there.
"Speaking of which, I haven't congratulated you for sweeping the Nebula Awards, but it's not too late, so I'll first congratulate you for winning the Hugo Awards."
Zhang Chong smiled and said: "It's not like we're going to fight."