Sunday, July 10, 1994.

I lay down for a long time before falling asleep last night. At 8 o'clock in the morning, my mother made cold noodles, and the cucumber shredded rice was delicious. At 10 o'clock, I went to the city library and found a book called "Guide to the Invention of All Things", which was better than "A Brief History of Mankind". Another book called "Selected Hard Pen Copying" was written by Liang Dingguang, and the handwriting was very good. Unfortunately, I still couldn't find Zhang Yang's running script.

I had lunch in that noodle restaurant, and the price of noodles rose to eight yuan, but the taste did not change. I went home and took a half-hour nap. I watched two deep-sea documentaries in the afternoon, and I wanted to go to the sea. Liang Shuheng called again at around four o'clock and was crazy. I could graduate early, but I didn't like ineffective socializing, which was very annoying.

In the evening, Weiwei sent a message saying that she was going to play billiards, and Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran were there. She wanted to refuse, but she agreed. She got in the car and found out that she went to Lin Yiran's house. I didn't want to go, but I was afraid and didn't have the courage to say it. Her home was in Qinglong Villa, and Weiwei was still stupid and told her what she said before, which was so angering to me.

Zhang Yang taught Weiwei, but his senior sister taught me that she beat Zhang Yang, but I don’t want her to teach her. Still, his senior sister is actually very good. Isn’t it bad for me to do this? I feel like a villain in the crack of the door, because everyone except me is very happy, and I keep laughing, but I always feel that I shouldn’t be so happy.

It seems that you can prove something if you force yourself to be unhappy...

Tang Yanqi, you are too naive! You should be like Lin Yiran, who is good-looking, has temperament, and has a good personality... If I were to be arrogant, I would also like her.

We had dinner together, Weiwei said that we saw the updates posted by fans in the afternoon on Weibo, and it was on the hot search. Zhang Yang was really good to fans. Another couple said that when they arrived at the scene last night, the scalper tickets were too expensive and they were reluctant to buy them. Before leaving, the waiter left their phone number. After returning, he received a call from Zhang Yang Studio staff asking for their address and said that when the tickets for the next concert were on sale, they would give them two tickets.

So envious! So envious! I also want to go to his concert together, but even... this is impossible.

...

The slender pen tip left beautiful blue and black handwriting on the diary. I paused here for a moment. Under the light, Tang Yanqi held the pen in his hand, and a hint of yearning and laughter appeared on his pure and sweet face.

Continue to write:

When I came back, I took me home first. I asked Weiwei, and the second one sent her home... Then Lin Yiran was the only one left.

I always feel that there are a few words that seem to be coming out, but they are always unclear. I still don’t have the ability to create. I would have done it as he did.

When I came back, I suddenly remembered what happened two years ago in the car. If I had done it again, would it be any difference now two years later?

She thought about it after waiting, then took a pen to cross out the last paragraph and continued to write: Today she saw a poem, the solemn autumn wind was rising, and she traveled thousands of miles apart. She liked it very much, but it was written by Emperor Yang of Sui. He also wrote the sentence "Crowns fly to count points and flowing water circumns the lonely village."

How could it be written by Yang Guang?

She didn't know where she thought of it again, and sat at the table with her cheeks bulging and said in a dull mood. Then she wrote down the last few lines of today: I just sent a message to Weiwei, but Zhang Yang hasn't come back yet.

Now I go to take a shower and go to bed after reading a book.

Zhang Yang sent Lin Yiran back to her grandparents' house earlier than last night. She kissed her before getting off the car and wanted to persuade her to stay for more time. Lin Yiran suddenly asked, "Do you want to go in?"

Zhang Yang was stunned at first, then realized that he was thinking too much, and shook his head quickly: "Forget it, it's not the time, so I won't go in."

"Oh, go in."

Lin Yiran held his arm and acted coquettishly. Zhang Yang was a little shaken, but he quickly strengthened his mind, "No, you can go quickly, you really won't go in."

"oops"

Seeing that he was timid, Lin Yiran seemed to be very fun and wanted to drag him over. Seeing that she was about to rebel, Zhang Yang slapped her on the butt funnyly, watched her enter the room, and quickly stepped on the accelerator and ran away.

"The Legend of Condor Heroes" will be broadcast on the 20th, and the Jianghu store is about to open on the same day. The store has spent a lot of money to renovate and play martial arts TV series in a loop for the future. Now it is the first one.

Zhang Yang and Lin Yiran rested in Qingcheng for three days, then returned to the capital together. When they arrived here, they finally passed by the two-person world. Unfortunately, they were called to shoot V in a few days.

The songs of the new album have been roughly finalized, including "In the Name of Father", "Shadow Play", "Stop the War", "Compendium of Materia Medica", and "Luzhou Moon". In addition to "Luzhou Moon", the other four operas have been finalized.

Zhang Yang flew around for a week and returned to Qingcheng on the 17th. Lin Yiran went to help the poor with the people from the Huanyan Foundation, but did not come to Qingcheng with him.

After a day off, Zhang Yang came to his grandfather's house on the 18th, and also brought the lyrics of "Luzhou Moon" and the v script.

"What do I think of this?"

It was still summer vacation. When Zhang Yang's family came over, the old man was watering the flower fields. When they saw them coming, he squinted his eyes and looked at it, as if he said, "Is Zhang Yang back too?" and then continued to water the flowers.

Zhang Wei jogged over and said sweetly: "Grandpa, I'll help you water it."

"Go and go, you don't need to, I'll do it myself."

The old man waved his hand in disgust. Zhang Yang had just walked over and affected the fish in the pond and was chased over, "There is a melon in the well, so your brother will take it away for you."

"good!"

Zhang Wei turned his head and raised his chin smugly at Zhang Yang, jumped and ran towards the well. Zhang Yang flattered his mouth and had no choice but to follow him.

The melons that are planted in the season have been pulled at this moment. Most of the houses are left with only two crops that cannot be sold, which is definitely not as delicious as they are picked now. The old man doesn’t need to sell them, and the uncle’s family doesn’t point to the melons, and deliberately leaves the melon seedlings to separate them, just to keep them for food.

However, there were not many fresh melons left at this time. The old man originally had a small size for him to keep. It should be the two leftovers before. Zhang Yang took one, one piece of two petals, and asked Zhang Wei to get two spoons, one person and half of the melon to hold and eat.

Fang Qianxue looked at her and suddenly smiled. Zhang Shouyi looked over and said, "I have been like this since I was a child, so big, and I am still like this."

With his eyes and tone, warm and a little sad, Zhang Shouyi glanced deep into the orchard along his wife's gaze, paused, and asked with a smile: "Do you eat?"

Fang Qianxue shook her head and said, "Let's eat later."

The old man watered the flowers and saw that the brother and sister each held half a melon and said, "Isn't there a big one?"

"I didn't see it, it's okay, this happens to be."

Zhang Yang was almost hollowed out half of the melon. He was gnawing some corners, but he didn't show his filial piety to the old man. He ate it himself. Zhang Wei dug a spoon and sent it to the old man's mouth. Then he was disliked and pouted and ate it by himself.

It was hot, and Zhang Shouxin and Wang Yaqin were not alive at this moment, so they came over soon, but Zhang Yu did not follow him. Zhang Shouyi asked, and Wang Yaqin said, "I just finished the argument and ran out. I don't know where I went, so I don't care about him."

Zhang Yu is already in junior high school and his grades are a bit bad. He was arranged to follow Zhang Shouyi to make up for the lessons at the beginning of the summer vacation. Fang Qianxue has resigned. Zhang Shouyi is now a big tree that attracts the wind, so it is not easy to give tutoring to others secretly. Naturally, he has nothing to do with tutoring his nephew.

As a result, Zhang Yu was unwilling to do so and had arguing with his parents several times, but he had never made up for the class.

The old man was probably worried about Zhang Yu's affairs, and sighed when he heard this, and said to Zhang Shouyi: "Let's go back and persuade him, he will listen to you."

Zhang Shouyi agreed completely, but Fang Qianxue was a little unhappy. What the old man said was actually Zhang Yu's instinctive resistance and sorting out the identity of Zhang Shouyi's teacher besides Zhang Shouyi. She knew very well that she was talking about Zhang Yu's relatives, and saying that it was outside was also outside. If she was serious about persuading her, it would basically be a good result.

If Zhang Yu grew up and became sensible, that would be great. Even if he didn't fall well now, he would react when he understood, and he would be afraid that he would be stubborn all the way. The unhappiness he was when he was a child was so great that he would magnify it when he grew up, which would be thankless.

But it's hard to say now.

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "Let me tell him when I look back."

Wang Yaqin smiled and said, "Hey! Zhang Yang said it was the best, you said it would be more effective!"

After his parents and the others walked away, Zhang Wei pouted from the side, "You said it was even more useless. What Zhang Yu is most annoying now is you, because every time his aunt scolded him, you will give an example. Other people's children are the most hated, and the closer they get, the more hated they get!"

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "It's just a rebellious period, and my aunt doesn't know how to teach you... It's okay, I'm a little bit."

This is probably because of his family, who has gone straight up in just two years. However, his uncle Zhang Shouxin does not have much motivation and is too obedient to himself, especially when opening a hot pot restaurant, where one person is able to achieve enlightenment, which probably makes my aunt a little more jealous and a little unbalanced.

People have shortcomings, which is normal. There is nothing to blame too much. Moreover, my family has been in the city for many years, and my grandfather is still taking care of his uncle and his wife for most of the time.

Zhang Yu was not here for a while, Zhang Yang was idle, so he showed the lyrics of "Luzhou Moon" to the old man first. The old man put on reading glasses and looked at it for a while before asking, "Why show me this?"

Zhang Yang said: "You're not going to shoot V, go to Luzhou accurately, so I'll ask if you want to go with you together."

After hearing his words, the old man did not answer this question, and pointed to the lyrics first and said, "Far from far-fetched, messy!"

Zhang Yang explained a little embarrassedly: "Isn't this still changing? Why don't you help me change it?"

"I'm too lazy to care."

The old man curled his lips, and used his fingers to mark a line on the paper, then another line. Finally, he sighed, "If you want to change, you have to change it all. Forget it, you are writing your story, so don't pull it on me."

Zhang Yang smiled and said, "I was just borrowing a name."

The old man was born in Huizhou. He came to Luzhou with his family at the age of eight or nine. After a few years, his family died and began to live alone and wandered around. He did not settle down in Qingcheng after getting married.

He had just turned fourteen when he left Luzhou, but that was the end of the first stage of his life.

Although the old man was dissatisfied with the lyrics, it was not aimed at the lyrics themselves. It was just the lyrics written by Zhang Yang, which did not resonate with his true emotions, just like the sentence "You wrote your story."

The old man didn't say anything, Zhang Yang continued to ask: "Why don't you go and have a look? You will arrive in more than an hour by plane."

He had already told this in advance at home. Before his grandmother passed away, the old man once said that he wanted to go back to Luzhou and Huizhou to take a look. Later, his grandmother died and never heard him say it again.

This year, the old man's health has shown a little aging compared to previous years, and his physical strength and appetite are not as good as before. Zhang Yang has just moved this mind and is worried that in a few years, the old man will not be able to move.

The old man was silent for a while before sighing, "Go, go, if you don't go, you won't be able to walk."

Zhang Wei said: "Then I'll go too."

Zhang Yang nodded and smiled, "Go together."

Zhang Yu didn't come until the sunset was full of sunset, and he was still enthusiastic about Zhang Wei. When Zhang Yang was not as close as before, he didn't bother Zhang Yang to ask him if he knew anyone or not. In fact, there were certain signs during the Chinese New Year this year, but Zhang Yang didn't pay attention.

To treat such awkward and entangled little brat, Zhang Yang had to be simple and rough. Before Zhang Wei could detour, he waved to Zhang Yu directly. Zhang Yu looked at him, and seemed a little unhappy. Zhang Yang glared at him again before he walked over with his lips curled up.

"Do you have any stars you like?"

"ah?"

“Is there any?”

"Yes, why?"

"who?"

"Yang Yuxi, Liu Zhinan."

Zhang Yu hesitated for a while before saying two names, then opened his eyes wide and looked at the cousin with a strange look, "Liu Zhinan has also rumored to you... Brother, don't you really have anything to do with her, right?"

"Does my relationship with her have anything to do with you?"

Zhang Yang knocked on his head and asked again: "How many people are in your class?"

"what?"

“How many people?”

“Forty-six.”

"How many times did you queue for the last exam?"

“…”

"How many?"

“Forty-two.”

"The next exam, as long as it is an exam, you can enter the top 40, and I will give you the signatures of both of them..."

"real?"

"I can only choose one of the top thirty signature photos, but I can only choose one. I will give you the signature photos of the top 20 people. If I can take the top 20 exams twice in a row, I will take you to see them."

"real?"

"Can you go make up for the lesson?"
Chapter completed!