Wang Zixu, who was a little angry, suddenly disappeared after hearing this proposal. He even began to feel that it was nothing to be regarded as a "authorized dog".

"Go and look for Shi Tonghe." Wang Zixu repeated, "I thought you were very brave, but I didn't expect you were so brave."

Chen Qingluo stared at him, her eyes as if she was complaining that he was not standing on the same front as him.

"Faced with arrogant power and arrogant domineering behavior, each of us should stand up bravely and resist."

Wang Zixu gestured and said, "No, I admire your sincerity and courage very much, but this is a grudge between me and Shi Shuqiu. It's a bit over the level of finding parents, right?"

He also wanted to say that it was like Xiaoxu was beaten in kindergarten, and Chen Qingluo's mother took him to discuss it with the other party's parents. Of course, he had no nerve to say it.

"I should talk to him last time." Chen Qingluo said, "He is a successful and famous literary veteran. He is willing to destroy the environment for a literary award. It is so embarrassing to make a junior so embarrassed."

Chen Qingluo said again: "If you leave it alone this time, he might have to think of another trick next time. When you cross your bottom line, it will be too late. You can't pretend to be invisible, you have to talk to him."

Wang Zixu realized that Chen Qingluo was more rational than she thought. She was not going to quarrel with the other party’s parents, she was talking about “talking”.

Wang Zixu remembered the spicy hot pot meal. Chen Qingluo said he wanted to "talk". Last time Xiao Mengyin also asked him to talk to Shi Tonghe.

It should indeed be talked about.

If he doesn't go to talk to him, he will suspect each other and will only continue to repeat the same history; if he continues like this, he will definitely become more and more turbulent and will never stop until he dies.

The only way to illuminate the dark forest is to be sound communication.

Wang Zixu lowered his head and thought for a while, and then said, "But what identity do I have to talk to him? I am not close to him, and I am not familiar with him, and I have no interaction. How could he listen to me?"

Chen Qingluo said: "As the leader of the Literature Association, he supports his juniors and develops literature, which is his obligation. Why do we have to have relationships to discuss?"

Wang Zixu knew she was right. He had reasons, purposes, and necessities to meet Shi Tonghe. He just lacked a little courage.

"And, in my heart, he was also considered a respected senior," Chen Qingluo said again. "This time I did it so ugly, I also want to ask him what he thought in person."

"You want to go with me?" Wang Zixu raised his head in panic.

"I'll go with you." Chen Qingluo nodded.

OK, now you have courage.

...

Wang Zixu called Xiao Mengyin and wanted to ask her to help mediate as an intermediary. Can he meet Shi Tonghe?

Xiao Mengyin was very happy at first. She thought that Wang Zixu finally accepted her suggestion and surrendered to Shi Tonghe. We will not fight for this Feishi Literature Award, and we will shake hands and make peace and innovate friendship.

Wang Zixu asked her why she was happy. She said that the literary rookie always had earth-shaking fights with the old seniors, but the endings were often similar. She didn't want to see a young writer with great hope in such a thing, which was also considered a tragedy of a rabbit and a fox.

Wang Zixu didn't want to cheat her and confessed his intentions.

He told her that he actually did not want to give up the Feishi Literature Award, and he also hinted that depending on the situation, this conversation might eventually turn into a provocation.

After Xiao Mengyin listened, the voices on the other end of the phone changed: "Are you crazy?"

"If I go crazy, I will just go to block Shitonghe."

"It's okay if you go directly to Shi Tonghe, after all, you can't implicate others," said Xiao Mengyin. "Whoever touches anyone who is unlucky in this kind of thing, do you actually want me to be a messenger?"

Wang Zixu said: "In fact, it may not necessarily start arguing. Maybe Shi Tonghe is very magnanimous. We will fall into the same situation at first sight, resolve the misunderstandings, work together to write a beautiful chapter?"

"Go to bed early, you have everything in your dream. You're dead."

"Okay. Goodbye."

"Don't you beg for more?"

"It was a reluctant request. It was normal for you to be unwilling to help. I'll think of other solutions."

Xiao Mengyin said seriously on the other end of the phone: "I ask you, do you go to him no matter what?"

"yes."

"Okay." Xiao Mengyin sighed, "Then I'll think of a solution. Who told me to owe you a hot hot pot?"

After a while, Xiao Mengyin sent a message to tell him: Shi Tonghe said that he was in Yunchi Villa and welcomed him over at any time. The old man was actually quite kind. He didn't know that Wang Zixu was going to provoke a military officer to punish him. He was polite when he met, so it would be better not to be too irritated. It would be better to surrender directly after going there.

Of course, she was only responsible for introducing the information, and the rest had nothing to do with her. As for the favors she owed, let’s record it for now. If he was not killed by Shi Tonghe, he would come to him to ask for the debt.

Although she was dissatisfied with her mouth, Wang Zixu thought she was a good person.

After hanging up the phone, Wang Zixu looked at Chen Qingluo: "Let's go."

She stared at him: "You have a good relationship with her."

"Okay, okay? Ordinary."

"General." Chen Qingluo wriggled his lips and repeated it.

Her eyes made Wang Zixu feel guilty.

"By the way," Chen Qingluo asked suddenly, "What did you want to tell me before?"

"when?"

"It's just before being interrupted by those students."

Wang Zixu thought about it, and suddenly felt that the sensational words could not be said again, and said, "Next time. I have the chance to tell you next time."

...

Although Yunchi Villa is called a villa, it is not actually built on the mountain.

The East China Sea is a flat land, with the highest mountain only a hundred meters, while the highest building is 600 meters, and there are countless tall buildings hundreds of meters.

In the face of man-made terrain, the natural terrain is pale. However, things are precious because of scarcity. Surrounded by the rolling buildings in the world, the independent villas in the Mid-League seem particularly outstanding.

It is said that when locating the land, the developer specially hired a Feng Shui master to calculate good and bad luck and find the treasure land here. If the Anyang house is here, there will be wealth and promotion, and the descendants will all have a promising future.

Originally, this was a natural village. After the demolition, the village leaders started a grand marina. Other villagers obtained several resettlement houses in the east of the small mountain. The high-rise buildings of the resettlement houses were clearly angular like blades. Feng Shui master said that this was a "steel knife evil" pattern, which could defeat the evil spirits from the east for Yunchi Villa, but those who live in the building might have a life-long life.

There is no way to understand whether the villagers have lost their lives. The "Steel Knife Building" has a total of 55 floors. The village leader and later the general contractor's family occupied 20 floors. After he was imprisoned, one son was hit and killed in the street, and the other son jumped off the building, but the only daughter married abroad and never returned to China. I wonder if it is related to Feng Shui.

Wang Zixu is not from Donghai and has no idea about these allusions. These are what Chen Qingluo told him.

She came to the East China Sea at the age of 17, and the richness she knew was no less than that of the locals. She told Wang Zixu these stories, just like telling him about writers who Wang Zixu had never heard of before.

"The year when I first came to Donghai, the housing prices here were only 20,000 yuan, and now it is a sky-high price." Chen Qingluo said.

"Why didn't you buy a house here?" Wang Zixu asked.

"I don't believe in Feng Shui." Chen Qingluo shrugged.

"But those big guys seem to believe it."

"I don't believe in it. I don't believe in fate. I believe in ability." Chen Qingluo said, "If you think about it carefully, don't you think it's scary? Those big men should have been the mainstay of the country, but they don't believe in science, but they believe in metaphysics."

"Maybe when you get older, you will believe these things."

"What did they rely on to become big names when they were young? Is metaphysics?"

Wang Zixu didn't know, so he couldn't answer. He had not encountered any metaphysical things in his life so far, but science did not help him become a big shot.

The security guard at the door was 1.8 meters tall and had a good appearance. I guess he had carefully selected it. When he saw Wang Zixu and Chen Qingluo approaching, he was like interrogating a criminal. He carefully interrogated the purpose of the two of them. Finally, he called Shi Tonghe's house to confirm the inside line before letting them in. There was the call that the nanny answered.

Walking into the villa gate, the greening became denser, layer by layer, and the path was winding. The temperature dropped sharply and the sun was dispersed. The two of them couldn't help but lightly, like hunters with guns.

It's like a dark forest.

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Wang Zixu said: "I'm a little nervous."

Chen Qingluo said: "Don't be nervous."

"I suddenly realized that I was not mentally prepared."

"It's not marriage, why do you need to be mentally prepared?"

"What do you think these bushes are used for? They are a bit blocking their sight. If they get in, will it be even more difficult to spot?"

"Maybe it is used to block the view. Compared to entering the thief, it is easier to attract people outside the wall to watch. No one wants to be spyed."

"Or I don't want to be disturbed by the scenery outside the wall," said Wang Zixu. "All gods are immortals, and I can't see the sufferings of the world."

"You are a little mean," Chen Qingluo said, "Maybe they have never thought about it like this. Maybe they are watching the sufferings of the world every day. Maybe you think this way more because of your inferiority."

"Yes. I'm a little mean."

"Maybe Shi Tonghe is not as incommunicable as you think. Maybe for him, you are a little more important than you think."

"Maybe Shi Shuqiu didn't want to target me, maybe this matter can be resolved peacefully."

"Well. I'm very positive about thinking this way."

"No one wants to be negative, he just doesn't want to be disappointed."

"If you are bound to be disappointed, then whether it is positive or negative, what's the difference?"

Finally, he walked to the door of Shi Tonghe's house and the nanny opened the door for them.

Wang Zixu wanted to recognize Shi Tonghe's attitude from the aunt's face in front of him, but his aunt's face was as cold as water, and looked like a stone Buddha, without any expression. She just asked them to put on shoe covers and not bring the soil in.

When Wang Zixu walked to the living room, he had a face with Shi Shuqiu.

Shi Shuqiu wore a new Chinese shirt made of cotton and linen, with her hair spread out and medium-length hair, which was very literary and artistic.
To be continued...