A widower's entertainment

Chapter 31 [Flapping of butterflies]

Chapter 31 [Flapping of butterflies]

As a criminal suspect of arson, Lin Youcheng has not been arrested for arson.

But at this time, Lin Youcheng gradually had the idea of ​​committing a new crime and setting off another fire.

Although Lin Youcheng had an idea in his mind, his most important thing right now was to cook for his children.

"Xi'er, please help take care of your younger brothers and sisters, and I'll cook."

Lin Zhaoxi led two-year-old Lin Zhaohuan to the kitchen door and asked in a low voice: "Dad, do you want to be with Teacher Li?"

Children don’t understand everything.

Although Lin Zhaoxi is only ten years old, she already vaguely understands that her teacher Li Aihong has been sending her and her younger siblings back recently because she wants to see her father.

This actually made her feel a little unhappy.

When Lin Youcheng heard what Lin Zhaoxi said, he raised his eyebrows and said, "Xi'er, don't say such things casually. How could dad be with Teacher Li?"

"really?"

Lin Zhaoxi felt a little happy when he heard Lin Youcheng's words, but he still looked at Lin Youcheng uncertainly, with suspicion in his eyes.

"Really, Xi'er, you can't say these things outside, it's wrong."

Lin Youcheng actually felt that Lin Zhaoxi could sense that Li Aihong seemed to have other thoughts about him, but just as Lin Youcheng thought, Li Aihong actually liked the story "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree" more and the characters in the story. The third child, of course, has some thoughts about the author who wrote this story that he can't clearly distinguish.

A smile appeared on Lin Zhaoxi's face, looking at Lin Youcheng with crooked eyebrows, as if she was very happy that her father didn't really want to be with that Teacher Li.

Because she didn't like that Teacher Li used the reason of sending their siblings home every time to come to her home.

In fact, she and teacher Li Aihong didn't get along well at home.

Just as Lin Zhaoxi was talking, Lin Zhaoqing, who was playing with Lin Zhaomei and Lin Zhaoman in the yard, hurriedly ran in and said to Lin Youcheng, "Dad, there is someone looking for trouble outside."

Lin Youcheng was slightly stunned. Who else would come at this time?
  Lin Youcheng put the dishes on the table, took the spatula and walked out. He saw a man wearing glasses standing at the door, with a temperament like a scholar.

Before Lin Youcheng could ask any questions, the man wearing glasses stepped forward with a smile on his face and said, "This is Comrade Lin Youcheng, I am Dong Zhao, the deputy editor of Jincheng's "Novel Monthly"."

"This is the letter I wrote to you before."

Yes, the person who appeared in Chunfeng Lane of Decheng at this moment was Dong Zhao, the deputy editor of "Novel Monthly", who came specially by train from Jincheng.

Lin Youcheng was very surprised because he didn't expect that Dong Zhao would come from Jincheng. This really surprised him. After all, transportation is not as convenient as in the 21st century. Cars and horses are really slow. This big city It takes a really long time to come all the way from Jincheng.

"Editor-in-Chief Dong, why are you here?"

Lin Youcheng really didn't expect to see his editor who was far away in Jincheng at his home, and for a moment he forgot to ask Dong Zhao to come in and sit down.

Although Dong Zhao was tired from work, he still had a smile on his face and was still very energetic. He adjusted his black-rimmed glasses and said, "I came from Jincheng to see you."

"This is really a surprise. I didn't expect you, Chief Editor Dong, to come all the way from Jincheng."

"Coming so far away must be very difficult. Come inside and sit down."

Lin Youcheng felt that Dong Zhao didn't come all the way from Jincheng just to see him, but at this time, he naturally hurriedly invited Dong Zhao to sit in the room and said with a smile: "I was just cooking, so we just want to have a casual meal together."

"Editor Dong, please sit down first."

With that said, Lin Youcheng invited Dong Zhao into the room to sit down, poured Dong Zhao a glass of water, and said, "I just have one more dish, please wait a moment."

Dong Zhao just saw Lin Youcheng coming out to see him with a spatula, and now naturally he would not delay Lin Youcheng's cooking. He sat next to the Eight Immortals table in the main room and looked around the room. The room was not big, and it looked like it was. Some years.

The most eye-catching people in the room are naturally the children. Those children were obviously Lin Youcheng's children.

One, two, three, four, five... Dong Zhao silently counted in his mind, five.

And one more?

Dong Zhao was thinking in his mind when he saw five carrot heads in front of him staring at him curiously.

This made Dong Zhao feel a little embarrassed for a moment. Because he came in a hurry, he forgot to buy some food for Lin Youcheng's children. When he saw Lin Youcheng coming in with food, he hurriedly stepped forward to help.

"It's okay, Editor-in-Chief Dong, please sit down."

"Youcheng, don't call me Editor Dong. I'm just a deputy editor. I'm a few years older than you. You can call me Brother Dong or Laozhao."

"Okay, Brother Dong."

Because it was time for dinner, Dong Zhao was not polite and had the meal directly at Lin Youcheng's house.

Although they were at the dinner table, Dong Zhao had been chatting with Lin Youcheng. The editor of "Novel Monthly" magazine was very moved by Lin Youcheng's article "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree", and many editors cried bitterly after reading it. Tears.

Lin Youcheng could feel that what Dong Zhao said was true. While feeding Lin Zhaohuan, he said, "I still have to work hard for the editor of the magazine to review this novel for me."

"This is our honor! Now your novel has caused a great response in the country."

"That's also because of Novel Monthly."

"Don't say such things. Even if your novel is submitted to other magazines, it will be rejected."

……

We only chatted briefly at the dinner table. Lin Youcheng was busy clearing away the dishes, and Dong Zhao naturally helped.

Dong Zhao looked at Lin Youcheng's busy schedule and sighed, "Youcheng, it's really not easy for you to raise children by yourself."

"Fortunately."

Dong Zhao looked at Lin Youcheng and said, "By the way, I also brought you good news this time."

"Director Wu Tianming of Xi'an Film Studio read your novel "The Love of the Hawthorn Tree" and plans to make it into a movie."

Director Wu Tianming?
  Lin Youcheng was a little surprised. He knew that the director Wu Tianming was now the director of Xi'an Film Studio. He was the director who made "Life", "Old Well", "Face", and later made a movie because The movie "A Hundred Birds Pay Attendance to the Phoenix" has been a hot topic for other reasons.

It can be said that Wu Tianming is a very great director.

"I heard that director Wu Tianming originally planned to film Lu Yao's "Life", but after reading your story "Hawthorn Tree Love", he was deeply moved and planned to film your story first."

"what?"

Lin Youcheng was very surprised. He did not expect that Wu Tianming would not plan to film "Life" and would instead film "Hawthorn Tree Love". This really never occurred to him.

After all, the "Life" that came out last year was very influential. Once the work was published, it aroused strong academic controversy, not only because it was a contradictory combination of ideal fairy tales and realistic tragedies, but also because the love tragedy described was also It triggered people's thinking about the real society.

It can be said that "Life" became a sensation across the country shortly after its release and received an enthusiastic response.

This novel was later made into a movie of the same name by director Wu Tianming.

Lin Youcheng never expected that Wu Tianming would choose to film his "Hawthorn Tree Love" first.

This is really surprising.

 The new book really needs support! !
    
   
  (End of this chapter)

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