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Chapter 557 Just Don't Change It

When it was getting dark, Wang Mengliu and everyone had finished their meal, but Zhang Zhong and the others saw that the old man was a little out of energy, so they took the initiative to leave.

After leaving Wang Meng's house and standing in the alley, Zhuang Yu said, "It's rare for everyone to get together. Tonight I will be the host and have a meal together."

Others have nothing to do, but Lin Ai is a little embarrassed. After all, he wanted to test Zhang Zhong today, but he was slapped in the face in the end.

"so I……"

Before he could say the words "I'm not going", Wang Kewang took him by the arm and said, "Old Lin, it's rare to come to Yanjing, let's go have a meal together. We didn't know each other before, and it's normal for some people to be ignorant. This is why you should move around more. Zhang Zhong, you say so."

Since Wang Kewang was mediating in the middle, and Zhang Zhong also felt that there was nothing difficult to get through with Lin Ai, he invited Lin Ai with a smile, "Brother Wang is right, since we finally met, it is also fate, let's have dinner together tonight."

Zhang Zhong spoke up. Although Lin Ai was a staid person, she also knew that she would be unflattering if she declined again, so she agreed, "Then respect is worse than obedience."

"That's right." Wang Kewang said happily.

He has a good relationship with Lin Ai and Zhang Zhong, so he naturally doesn't want any misunderstanding between the two parties.Lin Ai's thinking is a little old, but he is still very decent, and he will naturally know it after getting along for a long time.

Originally Zhuang Yu said to be the host, but Wang Kewang refused, and insisted that he should come this time, after all, he got Zhang Zhong's calligraphy today.

When it comes to this matter, Liu Yuan is indignant.

"I said Mr. Wang's eccentricity is too obvious."

Zhuang Yu said with a smile, "Your eccentricity is a big mistake. To Mr. Wang, we are at most young people, but the editor-in-chief Wang Da is Mr. Wang's grandson. There is a difference between closeness and estrangement. Can it be said to be biased?"

"That's selfishness."

"That's not right. Could it be that giving it to you is partial to the public?" Wang Yi continued to tear down the stage.

The place where Wang Kewang invited him to eat was a restaurant called Huguang Yayuan. It looked a bit shabby from the outside, but inside it was quite unique.

Zhang Zhong originally thought that the name of the store was chosen randomly, but he didn't expect to see a lake outside from the hollowed-out stone wall when he entered the back.

Going further inside, the scale is even more astonishing. It doesn't look like a restaurant at all, but more like the courtyard of a big family in ancient times, with fake mountain bamboo forests and winding corridors.

Wang Kewang introduced as he walked, "Let's not talk about the food here, this scenery is the only one in Yanjing."

Zhang Zhongxin thought the same thing, after all, in Yanjing where every inch of land is precious, it is beyond the reach of ordinary people to build such a courtyard near the water as a restaurant.

"I wanted to order a painting boat for you, but it was too late to ask. Someone has already ordered a painting boat."

"Painting boat?" Lin Aiqi asked.

Wang Kewang nodded, walked a few steps towards the wall, and pointed to a corner of the lake, "Hey, that's a painting boat. This painting boat is a feature of Huguang Yayuan. Except for bad weather, there is a painting boat in the lake every day. Hospitality."

"Then the boat is just leaning on the shore, or will it swim into the lake?"

"Swim to the lake for sure."

"Then it's not very easy to serve food." Wang Yi also came here for the first time, and he thought about the problem from a novel angle, thinking that it would be inconvenient to serve food on this painting boat in the lake.

Wang Kewang smiled and said, "It's only when the food is ready that it's served in the lake."

"It's not easy to add food."

"Uh, it's really inconvenient to add food."

While talking, they arrived at their box, which is a private courtyard.But they are not the only ones eating inside, but are divided into several boxes.

Zhang Zhong and the others passed by one of the boxes. The door of this box was not closed, and several young men inside were arguing to persuade them to drink. Judging from their tone of voice, they probably had drunk a lot.

Liu Yuan said with a smile, "These guys eat quite early."

Yu Dongyu whispered, "Do you know who is drinking?"

"Who is it?" Liu Yuan looked at Yu Dongyu, "Listen to you, do you know him?"

"Not to mention knowing him, but meeting him once. I do know his father."

"Who is his father?"

"Lin Yuanwen."

The name of the president of Yenching University is familiar to everyone present, and Zhuang Yu and Lin Yuanwen are quite familiar with each other.

But familiarity is familiarity, he and Lin Yuanwen's contacts are all because of literary matters, but he doesn't know what his son looks like.

"How many sons does Lin Wenyuan have?" Zhuang Yu asked.

"Just one."

Zhuang Yu frowned, "This is strange, I heard that Lin Wenyuan's son is obsessed with literature and has a dull personality."

Looking at the young man in the box again, his hair was highlighted and dyed some white, and he also wore a shiny earring, his gestures were very strong.

Perhaps being watched by someone, Lin Xiang frowned and said something, and someone closed the door of the box.

"Come on, don't worry about these things."

Wang Kewang greeted everyone to their own boxes.

……

Zhang Zhong drank some wine and was a little tipsy.

The so-called flowers are half in bloom, and the wine is slightly drunk. It is the best time to drink alcohol.

But after returning to the hotel, he was disgusted by Peng Peng.

"Daddy smells so bad."

Zhang Chong laughed, "You girl, you despise your father."

Although he drank, Zhang Zhong simply took a shower, and then went to tell Peng Peng a story.

A little tired after drinking, he fell asleep in a daze after telling stories to Pengpeng.

Later Xu Yuhan came back from the outside and called him up.

"Why are you asleep here?"

Zhang Zhong scratched his head, "It seems that he fell asleep halfway through the story."

Looking at Pengpeng, he was already asleep.

Xu Yuhan smiled and said, "You are really good. You fell asleep telling stories to Pengpeng, but your daughter still loves you and covered you with a quilt."

"That is, of course my daughter loves me. Let's go, let's go to bed too."

……

He said he was going to sleep, but after taking a nap just now, after returning to his room, Zhang Zhong was no longer sleepy.

After counting sheep for a while, he found it was useless, so he simply got up and turned on his laptop to continue revising "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea".

One of the prototypes of the protagonist in this book is actually an Indian, but Zhang Zhongzhong changed him to a Chinese background, which made the workload a bit heavy.

The transcription work has been completed long ago, and revisions have been made during this time.

But after changing it for a long time, he felt that no matter how to modify it, it was wrong.

Sitting in front of the computer and thinking for a long time, Zhang Zhong turned off the manuscript of the original text and created another folder.

He decided not to modify it in this way, but to rewrite a book based on "Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea". The core of the story remains the same, but the content of the story is quite different.

(End of this chapter)