"What I said before was that if you satisfy me, I will let you go. You haven't collected customer feedback yet, and I haven't said I'm satisfied."

Wang Zixu raised his eyebrows: "Then are you not satisfied?"

An Younan avoided answering this question: "Let's take a step back, even if I am satisfied, you can still stand here openly now, and it's my proof that I let you go."

Wang Zixu said: "What about Shi Tonghe?"

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"That's another. I'll ask a respected teacher to support the scenes of the writers I admire. What's wrong with it?"

Wang Zixu said: "Don't pretend anymore, just say it, how long will you be planning to bother me?"

"Prince Xu, Wang Zixu, you are so cute."

An Younan sighed, nestled lazily and tiredly on the sofa, and said in a low voice.

"Of course I know that you have a festival with Shi Tonghe. But I don't care what he thinks. I don't care what you think of me.

"If you want to ask me why I did this, there is only one reason: because I am happy! I am just a show watcher, of course the bigger the show, the better!"

She raised her toes and the plush slippers made a dangerous move in the air.

Wang Zixu stood up and said, "Then what else are you talking about with me?"

"Don't worry, after all, you offended Shi Tonghe by yourself. As for me, since I am watching a show, it's not good to watch one side, so I will give you some chance."

Under Wang Zixu's gaze, An Younan stood up, walked to the door of the study, knocked on the door, and said:

"Teacher, that one has arrived."

An Younan's eyebrows flashed with cunning flashes, and Wang Zixu felt a custom-made dizziness coming - it turned out that there was someone in the study.

No wonder An Younan smells of alcohol in her mouth. How could a person like her be alone in drinking at home?

Only then did he realize that An Younan had never trusted him and had never given up calculating him.

If he had been impulsive just now, he would have been caught on the spot and acted on the spot.

The entire house was an unsigned agreement prepared for him.

An Younan seemed to not understand the coldness behind him. While knocking on the door, he smiled at the corner of his lips:

"Tomorrow, Teacher Gu will also attend your seminar, so I specially arranged for you to meet. As for how much favor you can win him, it depends on your performance - Teacher Gu, Teacher Gu?"

When she found that the door of Xiaokou was not opened for a long time, her knocking gradually increased, but there was still no response inside.

She finally couldn't help but lifted the door and then stood there in a daze.

Wang Zixu couldn't help but be curious, put down his wine glass and went forward to find out.

The first thing Wang Zixu saw was a book called "Grass and Trees on the World" by Wang Zengqi.

A book "Grass and Trees on Earth" spread out and put it on a certain face.

The owner of that face was a natural curly figure and tall. At this time, his legs were gathering together and leaning on the sandalwood table.

His body leaned straight on the recliner, and his whole person formed a V-shaped shape, which seemed to be intertextually with the V-shaped "Grass and Trees on Earth".

The man was wearing a white long-sleeved cotton T-shirt, which was pure white, and only embroidered with four eye-catching characters in 48 pounds on his chest:

"Don't eat chopped green onion."

When the two saw this scene, they calmed down and the long breathing sound of the man floating in the air.

"Teacher Gu..." An Younan felt embarrassed, and a little bit sorry for his desk.

An Younan picked up the bookshelf hooks beside the table, pointed at the man's jeans, and then he rolled down under the chair with "The Plants and Trees in the World".

"Who? Who solved the case? Who is the murderer?"

"Teacher, wake up, you are not Kogoro Mouri."

The man began to beat his head in annoyance: "Your wine is not good. I said how could I get drunk with just one glass? Good red wine won't get over it."

An Younan said: "How could it be? 12,000 yuan per bottle."

"Then you were cheated."

An Younan brought the topic back to the main topic: "Teacher Gu, let me introduce you. This is Wang Zixu you mentioned before.

"Wang Zixu, this is my teacher, the leader among young writers, Caiya Yansu Literature Section won the topic championship for 9 consecutive years, Leng Humo Nuclear Power Station Station Manager, Ruin Version Cao Xueqin..."

"Okay..." Gu Zao stopped her from signing up for the dish, "It's almost done, there's not much space here, so I'll talk about a few more oxygen deficiency later."

After saying that, he rubbed his face and looked at Wang Zixu up and down.

"You are the author of "Fire in the Stone"?"

"Yes." Wang Zixu met a male writer of the same age for the first time (not counting Lin Feng), and was a bit restrained.

"I'll ask you a question," Gu Zao said, "The fire in your stone has been burned for a hundred years. Has the stone finally been broken, or has it been burned for half a piece of fire?"

After all, he is the leader among young writers. Caiya Yansu Literature has won the title of topic for 9 consecutive years. Leng Humo Nuclear Power Station Station Manager, Ruin Version Cao Xueqin... The questions asked were all the literary flavor that even if you jumped into the Yellow River, you can't wash away.

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If you ask another time, Wang Zixu may be confused; if you ask another time, he may give completely different answers.

But now, Wang Zixu just said: "The stone has turned into ashes, and the fire has burned and destroyed. But there will always be new stones. Fire in stone or fire in stone."

After hearing this, Gu Zao sat in the chair and didn't move at all, as if he had been down, as if he had been embedded in time and space. For two minutes, his eyes didn't blink.

Then, his phone rang.

"Hey, what?! Zhang Ailing is pregnant with Kafka's child? OK, I'll be back soon."

After saying that, Gu Zao decisively put down his phone and said resolutely: "I have something urgent to do, so let's go first."

"What urgent matter??"

"Kafka is my cat," Gu Zao said while packing things, "Zhang Ailing is mine, another cat. The current situation is that a cat is unplanned to conceive of another cat's child.

Very bad.”

This is indeed bad, but it is inappropriate. When Gu Zao rushed to the door, An Younan whispered to Wang Zixu:

"You fight for it, tomorrow's seminar."

After saying that, seeing that he was indifferent, An Younan simply reached out and grabbed Gu Zao.

"Teacher Gu, there are more important things here than Kafka and Zhang Ailing."

Gu Zao turned around: "What?"

An Younan pushed Wang Zixu forward, he opened his mouth slightly, frowned, and said solemnly a few seconds later:

"I hope Zhang Ailing and her son are safe."

Gu Zao said: "Zhang Ailing must be safe for her mother and son, but Kafka's little brother must have not run away. Goodbye."

"goodbye."

After saying that, he closed the door. An Younan turned around and turned around and put his hips on his back.

"Hey, you are not doing well. Don't complain to me later on, blame me for targeting you."

Wang Zixu felt floating in the air, a little free: "I don't blame you, I blame myself. I think he and I may not be the same person."

"I'm not a member of the crowd, so I'm delaying asking him for help?" An Younan looked surprised, "What a donkey, you, if I told me before that the little prince was a donkey, I would definitely not believe it."

"There is another reason," said Wang Zixu, "I won't ask anyone for help."
Chapter completed!