"Do we want to say hello too?"

Lin Yiran turned to look at Zhang Yang, Zhang Yang nodded, glanced at Yang Yuting again, and said, "Why don't you wait a moment before going?"

"Are you afraid that Yuting will blame you?"

Lin Yiran smiled pursed her lips, "Don't worry, she just said that because she was afraid that Ge Long would find fault and would not be really angry."

While saying that, he pulled Zhang Yang over.

In addition to Gu Yutang and Yang Yuting, there are three others here. They are all over forty years old and have a bookish spirit. Gu Yutang was about to introduce to Yang Yuting, but when he saw Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran coming, he waved to them from a distance.

Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran walked closer, Yang Yuting's eyes touched Lin Yiran and smiled at Zhang Yang. Zhang Yang had to smile back. Although he was forced, it was always a fact that he was involved in someone's birthday party, which was somewhat embarrassing.

"Just come and meet everyone."

Gu Yutang signaled Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran to sit down, and then he began to introduce it from his left hand, "Lianjiang is my calligraphy and painting teacher, and his running script and cursive script are the best in the contemporary world."

Lianjiang is about the same age as Gu Yutang, but he is not as kind as Gu Yutang, and he looks a little arrogant. He heard Gu Yutang say that his running script is the most contemporary in cursive script. Not only is it not humble, but it looks like this in a copy.

Zhang Yang, Lin Yiran and Yang Yuting owed the old man together. Yang Yuting smiled and said, "Then I will ask Mr. Lian for advice in the future."

Although Lian Jiang was arrogant, he knew how to separate. When he heard Yang Yuting say this, a smile appeared on his face and said, "It's good if the princess doesn't dislike it."

The second person looked at him about fifty years old, black and fat, not good-looking, but elegant. Gu Yutang smiled and said, "Yi Qian, you may be unfamiliar with the name, but you should all know the pseudonym, Feng Zeyu."

This is probably a writer, but Zhang Yang had no impression, but he still showed a hint of clarity. Feng Zeyu waved his hand and smiled: "The younger generation is terrifying, and the younger generation is terrifying. I dare not give the pen name."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You are too rewarding."

Gu Yutang didn't give the two people time to continue greetings, so he clicked the last person. He looked only about forty years, and his appearance and demeanor were much better than Lianjiang and Fengzeyu, and his clothes were more particular. In addition to his bookish spirit, he also had a kind of grace.

The man looked at Zhang Yang without waiting for Gu Yutang to introduce him, and laughed: "I won't bother Mr. Gu. Zhang Yang and I are a god-like friend, but I have never had the chance to meet my surname Jiang and my pen name is Shang Gongyu."

The name Shang Gongyu is well-known. After the first martial arts figure in "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", his status has not only not shaken, but has become increasingly stable.

Zhang Yang has also seen this man's new work "The Wind and Thunder Knife". It is indeed more than the martial arts writers who are still imitating "Guo Jing rescues Temujin" and "Huashan Sword Controversy". They are a bit a little bit a little Gu Long, Wen Ruian's style and writing style, but the flavor of the world is similar.

Zhang Yang didn't expect to meet Shang Gongyu here. He was a little surprised. Before he could speak, Shang Gongyu continued to laugh and said, "I am the real young man. I didn't expect that Zhang Muzhi was less than 20 years old. It really made us old bones who were consuming martial arts bowls so embarrassed!"

Zhang Yang didn't know whether he was praising or criticizing him, and said, "Shame, you are even more over-reward."

If it was really written by myself, it would be so arrogant that I didn’t mind being humble, but since it was not written by myself, I felt it was difficult to self-deprecating "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Godly Condor Heroes", so I had to be polite.

Shang Gongyu smiled and said, "It's not an over-the-top award. Since your grandfather won the writing, martial arts novels have reached a bottleneck. Over the years, we have been thinking about it day and night, but have not been able to write a real new martial arts book. It was not too much until your "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" that we were enlightened and said that you have pointed out a way for those of us who make a living by martial arts."

Zhang Yang glanced at Gu Yutang, and the old man just smiled and said, "I am even more ashamed of your words. I really don't dare to take it."

The four elders and three young men can talk about not many topics, and martial arts is a relatively relaxed content. So when they saw the two chatting about this, Gu Yutang, Feng Zeyu and Lian Jiang listened carefully and discussed it from time to time.

Zhang Yang secretly thanked that he had done his homework when he was dictating. Otherwise, even if he didn't reveal the truth, he would probably have to show his fear. From "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" to the history and current situation, Shang Gongyu took the initiative to change the topic and asked: "Do you have any ideas about the film and television of martial arts?"

Zhang Yang didn't know what he meant. He just discussed or wanted to cooperate, and was not sure to be aware of others. However, this is unlikely, because he has not shown any talent in film and television at present.

At this time, it is hard not to answer, after all, the two beautiful girls are looking at each other with their bright big eyes.

Zhang Yang organized the language and smiled and said, "I have watched a lot of martial arts dramas since I was a child. To be honest, after I wrote my own novels...well, these film and television dramas are not the martial arts I imagined."

Shang Gongyu did mention it casually, and did not think of any constructive opinions Zhang Yang could put forward. When he heard him say this, his eyes lit up and he asked, "What do you say?"

Zhang Yang thought for a while and said, "The previous martial arts dramas were probably influenced by traditional martial arts, so they pursued realistic things too much. Of course, this is related to the style of previous martial arts novels."

"Martial arts is popular literature and novels. After all, it is a world of fiction and imagination based on reality. It can be a sword, a shadow of conspiracy, a treacherous, a chivalrous, a righteous man, a ritual for the country and the people, a joking and scolding, or even a trivial matter of the common people in the city."

Zhang Yang combined the martial arts films and TV series in Su Hui's memory and considered his own words, "Martial arts is a fairy tale for adults, a world where the body is bound by reality and the imagination of thinking. If it is still bound by reality, then such martial arts and such fairy tales will have limited meaning..."

Shang Gongyu was fascinated by the hearing, Feng Zeyu was also thoughtful, but Lian Jiang seemed a little bored. Finally, he didn't interrupt directly, so he could barely listen.

Shang Gongyu asked: "Then do you think, how should you shoot martial arts films and television works?"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "You are too arrogant to me. I'm talking about it on paper. It's okay to pick bones in eggs. If you really want to make any specific suggestions, you'll be embarrassed."

Shang Gongyu also asked, Lian Jiang was worried that they would start chatting again, so he interrupted, saying, "Who are there directors in film and television, and the producers are worried about it. You are only responsible for writing. Let's talk about what other princesses practice?"

Yang Yuting smiled and said, "Just call me Chuchu."

Lin Yiran was somewhat dissatisfied with Lian Jiang, but Zhang Yang felt relieved. He looked at her, smiled slightly, and sat with her for a while. The three of them got up together without interfering with the chats of these old people.

Zhang Yang was so idle that he expressed his apology to Yang Yuting. She blinked her clear and bright eyes, and a hint of cleverness appeared in her eyes. She smiled and said, "Just say one thing? Why don't you write me the lyrics of "Chrysanthemum Platform" to me?"

Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment, and Yang Yuting chuckled, "Just kidding, don't worry, I know many people say I'm moody, but I'm not that stingy."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I originally wanted to write it to you first. Since that's the case, then forget it."

Yang Yuting glanced at him and smiled, "It's okay, then wait. I remember you said you released your second album before the New Year, and it won't be just before the Spring Festival, right?"

"Well……"

Zhang Yang was a little embarrassed, "It's hard to say. If it goes well, it should be delivered in January."

"It's sure it's January, not the first month, right?"

"should."

"Then I'll wait."

After all, Yang Yuting is the birthday star tonight, so it is impossible for her to accompany a few people all the time. Soon someone came to say hello one after another. Some Lin still recognized it, and Zhang Yang naturally became familiar with each other. He was worried that the people would remember too much, so he called Luo Shen to help me remember.

Luo Shen ignored him.

The birthday party ended almost ten o'clock. Zhang Yang said goodbye to Lin Canghai and Su Hui, then turned their daughter, walked out of Bai Yujing with his hands, got into the car, feeling a little physically and mentally exhausted, and relieved a little, and saw Lin Yiran sitting beside him, looking at him without blinking.

The expression was a little worried.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Why are you looking at me like this?"

Lin Yiran smiled softly, hugged his arm, leaned his cheek against his arm, looked at him with his big shiny eyes, and said softly: "Do you feel unhappy?"

Zhang Yang hesitated a little, nodded truthfully, and smiled and said, "There is one thing, but if people want to grow up, they always have to go through these things. Don't worry, I'm not that fragile yet."

As he said that, he pulled out his arm, walked around from behind, turned his upper body slightly, hugged her upper body in his arms, buried his face between her snow-white neck, pressed against her soft and smooth skin, smelling a faint fragrance, and finally felt that the negative emotions that had been accumulated in his heart since the conflict with Ge Long slowly dissipated, and his heart slowly calmed down.

"Yiyi?"

"Um?"

"You said how much virtue I had accumulated in my previous life, I only met you in this life?"

Lin Yiran chuckled softly and said, "Maybe I made some mistakes in my previous life?"

Zhang Yang said "Yeah" and said with a smile: "If you make a mistake, it means you didn't meet me earlier and I accumulated virtue. Maybe I have been waiting for you for many years."

Lin Yiran didn't make a sound, but just moved gently, letting the two of them stick together to separate their upper bodies. Zhang Yang immediately noticed it, hugged her tightly, feeling the touch of being close to each other, and said softly: "Fortunately, we met early in this life, otherwise..."

He thought of what Ge Yongzhen said.

When she gave birth to Zhang Wei, Ge Yongzhen was only nineteen years old, which means she might be younger when she was pregnant. She had a miscarriage before and had at least seven girls who had a similar experience to her.

Lin Yiran waited for a while, but before he could continue to listen to Zhang Yang, he asked in confusion: "Or what's wrong?"

Zhang Yang's arms were involuntarily tightened a little again, and he smiled and said, "Otherwise, when will I have to wait for you?"

Lin Yiran snorted softly: "You don't recognize me, why would you wait for me? Maybe you'll be with someone... Humph!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I'm just waiting for you. When I'm almost thirty years old, you haven't even appeared."

"Love people!"

Lin Yiran pushed him away, opened his bright eyes and looked at him angrily, "It seems like you know what happened in your previous life?"

"yes."

Zhang Yang smiled and hugged her in his arms again.

Yuan Tong was still driving in front. Although he had been pretending to be autonomous driving, Lin Yiran obviously could not regard him as non-existent. He was worried that Zhang Yang was in a bad mood just now. In order to comfort him, when he saw that he was still in a nonsense, he felt shy when he felt relieved.
Chapter completed!