1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 248 Mascot

Lin Weimin didn't notice that while he was talking to the two girls, people kept poking their heads out from the surrounding cars.

After chatting for a while, I learned that the two girls are both students of Mizuki University.The university in Yanjing had already had summer vacation a few days ago, and the reason why they only went home now was because they had spent a few days in Yanjing during the holiday.

"Excuse me, are you Teacher Lin Weimin?" When Lin Weimin finished talking with the girl, the young man who had been waiting for a while asked.

Before Lin Weimin could answer, the round-faced girl replied: "That's right, this is Mr. Lin, who is famous for "Latent", "The Cliff", "The Wind", "Speak Well", "Farewell My Concubine", "Traveling the Horse" The author of "Man" and "Chasing the Murderer."

Girl, are you waiting to report the name of the dish?

In Lin Weimin's mind, he couldn't help but think of those star-chaser girls who taught passers-by about their own geigei in later generations, and a sense of shame surged in his heart.

"It's really Teacher Lin? Hey!" The young man showed some excitement on his face, turned his head and shouted into the carriage, "It's really Lin Weimin!"

With his voice, four or five heads appeared in the carriage.

"Is it really Teacher Lin?"

"I'll see! I'll see!"

When we arrived at the train station, Yin Liyi asked Xiaojia to sleep under the car for a while, and I waited for someone at the exit with a sign.

Everyone was forbidden to smile. If the colleagues who stayed behind in Yanjing heard that, they would probably want to hit someone.

In a blink of an eye, after dinner, the Xiao family started chatting again, but no readers came to ask Yin Liyi for autographs and group photos, and it lasted until the evening.

Liu Yin teased: "It's better to come out with Weimin to spoil, look, there are so few spoils to eat, and it's all free."

Liu Yin joked, "Why come out to play, you all come out to work seriously."

After a few glances, some people couldn't see it, and started to get out of the car, and then one by one, more and more people came to the door of the car where Lin Weimin was.

In the morning, before the final excitement of going out for a long journey passed, no one stopped dozing off, and the Guowen Society carried Shi Tiesheng back to the soft sleeper compartment.

After being busy for half an hour, I finally calmed down completely.

"teacher LIN!"

Xiaojia burst into laughter.

During lunch, the Guowen Society handed Shi Tiesheng something, "Tiesheng, eat less."

"Come on, come on, teacher Lin, don't be so stiff. Hey, right, right!" No passenger turned into a photographer, and the conductor asked for an autograph for a group photo. He kept directing the Guowen Society.

When we arrived at Yantai Station, it was around [-] or [-] in the morning, and it was still daylight. A crowd of people got on the train in a daze, and when we got to the exit, we saw no one was holding a sign saying "Contemporary Editorial Department".

"teacher LIN!"

Several colleagues outside the carriage in front of him and Shi Tiesheng witnessed the whole process, laughing out of breath.

Guo Wenshe gulped down a small pot of water, and noticed the scattered things under the berth with his eyes, "What's all that?"

For the "Contemporary" pen meeting, YT City specially coordinated two Hino minibuses, and the friendship of the landlords was quite innocent.

"Sign your name! Sign your name! Teacher Lin!"

"Come, come, everyone, try it." The Guowen Society distributed those things to the little guy.

Xiaojia laughed.

After taking a group photo of half a teenager, Yin Liyi's face was stiff with laughter, and she was slowly catching up with the mascot outside the amusement park.

Shi Tiesheng waved his hand, I was afraid that I would go to the toilet if I had too little food and drink.

The people next to me looked at it, that's bad, talk to the person who doesn't have a camera, you give him some money, he will take a photo for you, leave an address, and send it to you after the photo is developed.

Guowenshe smiled helplessly, "I know, I know, Hezhi meets Xiaojia's request. Come on, Xiaojia leans to the side, it's really going to squeeze outside the carriage, at least for Xiaojia Leave room for the aisle."

Before I had breakfast, I took Zhu Changsheng back to the train station, and two comrades from the Cultural Association followed me under the car.

"If you say it's a small writer, anyway, you used to go on a business trip, and you consider it a citizen."

Guo Wenshe had a somewhat apologetic smile on his face.

Yao Shuzhi and Liu Yin sang together, but they still forgot to eat.

"It's Teacher Lin! Hey, I really got lucky when I went out today!"

The writers invited today will come from all over the country, and we will pick them up at the train station.

While yawning, Guowenshe saw a figure with scruffy hair and a cool outfit coming out of the station, and I waved my hand hastily.

The young woman at the beginning said in amazement: "Do you know the co-author? That is Mr. Lin from the Guowen Society, a young writer. Everyone is waiting for my autograph and photo."

Well, it's the one that's worse.

After being reminded by the Guowen Society, Xiaojia’s voice was a little louder, but he asked for a handshake and an autograph. If the matter is over in a short while, the people in the whole car will gather less and less. It seems that there are no other cars nearby. The people heard the movement over there, and leaned over there.

Liu Yin corrected her words, "I'm really ashamed to be Lin Weimin's little writer. The mass base really has something to say. Come on, editor-in-chief, and eat a piece of roasted sweet potato, all given by cold-hearted readers."

"What's going on? What's going on?"

At that time, Tan Chaoyang stretched his head out of the carriage, "What's the matter? You heard that Weimin was blocked just now?"

"Hey, you're still there, can he restrain himself a little?"

"Mr. Lin, shake hands!"

"Yes, yes, you are right."

"teacher LIN……"

"Yantai!"

It’s just that it’s hard for the Guowen Society. Passengers come to join in the silence one after another, shaking hands and signing autographs, and there are many group photos.

No one in the crowd shouted, "Mr. Lin, your boyfriend is still waiting for your autograph!"

"That was in response to the editorial department's call! What the train did for you that day was more tiring than getting off work!"

"Just eat that little."

It was only then that the Guowen Society remembered that I patronized the autograph and group photo afterwards. It wasn’t that many people gave away things indifferently, and a small part was food. Help me put it away.

Liu Yin raised her eyebrows brightly and said, "Oh, editor-in-chief, did you see the scene just now, for the people, I really feel ashamed that you, Lin Weimin, are the top card..."

The train was wandering under the rails, and the outside of the carriage gradually became quiet, everyone fell asleep.

I have been making noise on the hard sleeper for a long time, and I have had some rest.

The entire afternoon was spent shaking hands, signing autographs, and taking photos.

The Guowen Society had to cope with Xiaojia's request, crying and laughing. Seeing that there were fewer and fewer people gathering, I could only shout: "Xiaojia, calm down, don't disturb the other passengers in my car."

Seeing that it was noon and there were only a few people left outside the carriage, Yin Liyi breathed a sigh of relief, finally able to take a rest.

"Editor-in-Chief, why don't you learn from us!" Guo Wenshe said with embarrassment.

"What is this, Mr. Lin, you are also your loyal reader!"

"..."

"It's something, it's such a short trip, you guys are so young and strong!" Guo Wenshe said.

Waiting for the first seventy-year-old mother to leave, Yin Liyi was about to sit down and drink some water, but saw the train conductor walking over with a smile on his face and a few books in his hand.

Tan Chaoyang bit the sweet potato and said cheerfully, "Wrong or wrong, the food along the way was much richer."

When "Contemporary" held a pen meeting, there were no two co-organizers, one was the Ludong Cultural Association and the other was YT City. The people who came to pick up people today were not from YT City.

"Mr. Lin, where are you going?"

"His eldest son came early enough!"

"It's really bad intentions, Comrade conductor!"

The young woman was very upset, "Hey, tell me, it's all about first come first!"

Knowing who finally yelled, the Xiao family shouted Guowenshe in unison, and finally saw the young woman from Guowenshe, who was squeezed into the back of the crowd, tightly holding Guowenshe's hand.

Yin Liyi said to the people who crowded the aisle: "Stop crowding everyone, you want to cause trouble to others, listen to that train conductor."

It was only then that the train conductor realized that it was no wonder that a group of people kept calling "Mr. Lin" just now, but it was really Mr. Lin.

"You see, that's the way to go. No one has come there yet. You can talk to your colleagues, and you can cooperate with those readers and comrades, and try not to cause riots."

During that trip to Yantai, the Xiao family lost another piece of material to talk about.

The Guowen Society gave Yu Hua a sideways look. He is the only class in this class. Why is he so tired?
When going out, not many passengers carry cameras, so naturally they can miss the opportunity to take a group photo.

If it is said that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong, Mr. Lin has made no outstanding contributions to the source of Lin Weimin's Four Diagrams.

The train conductor looked serious, "Don't gather if you have something to do, should they leave after they tease others like that? Is there no way to stay outside the carriage?"

Zhu Changsheng also said: "Yes, he eats and drinks timidly with him. Come out to play and relax, don't think so little."

Riding a minibus all the way to Dongshan Hotel, Yin Liyi met with comrades from the Ludong Cultural Association, Yantai Cultural Association and the municipal government who were in charge of the PEN event before settling in the family.

"Mr. Lin!" Yu Hua ran over slowly, with an excited expression on his face, as if seeing a relative, "It can be regarded as meeting him!"

The train conductor ignored the young woman's words, and looked at both ends of the carriage, as if passengers who hadn't heard the news were rushing towards that side.

Yin Liyi nodded, "You are worried, Comrade conductor, if you cooperate with your work."

"It was given by these loyal readers just now!"

The train conductor wiped the sweat from his forehead, "I really know what they are squeezing in that cold weather."

The train conductor nodded, wiped away the small troops lined up under the aisle, and then called a colleague. The two of them blocked the door on one side and did not retreat or exit, so as to ensure order.

The waiter understood the conductor, and when Yin Liyi looked up, there was a row of conductors in uniform.

The train conductor in uniform sprinted from right to left in the crowd, and finally broke through the obstacles and came to the center of the turmoil.

Under my guidance, everyone moved away little by little, finally restoring order in the aisle.

The noise of several young men seemed to open the floodgates, and the passengers who had been listening before all poked their heads out of the carriage.

　That's all for today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)