Chapter 408： Jiang Wei was originally Ding Ling (2/2)
”Ding Ling, in fact, your middle school Chinese teacher should have said her work ”The sun shines on the Sanggan River”!”
”Ding Ling? Is Jiang Wei?”
”Ding Ling was originally named Jiang Wei, the word ice, pen name Bin Biao, Cong Biao, etc. Hunan Linyi people. She is a famous contemporary Chinese writer and social activist. Have you not studied in middle school?”
”I have learned, I still remember Bing Xin Xiaohong.”
”If you choose a female writer to reflect the current situation of Chinese modern and contemporary literature, it is non-Ding Ling. Other possible candidates - Xiao Hong, is confirmed by Lu Xun, Lu Xun once said that she is more than Ding Ling in writing When Ding Ling surpassed Bing Xin, it was faster, but she was a woman. Xiao Hong died in the 1940s. After more than half a century, Ding Ling, who is well-being and able to withstand the toss, went to write and read it; Triggered Yang Meizhen's Tan Xing, the knowledge of the university era came to the fore, and the talent of the talented woman suddenly emerged. Yang Meizhen talked in front of Lin Tianlong. ”Bing Xin is a hundred years old, and his life begins and ends with Ding Ling. It’s early and long, but its gentle and rational life posture and life trajectory are not like Ding Ling’s tumultuous bumps. For the 20th century they lived, there is always a bit of separation from Ding Ling’s “stick” ice heart. As for Zhang Ailing, who is later in the big red, she is not qualified to experience it with her. The life of her is very poor. The years of Shanghai ”island” are her. Brilliant time, but after all, the situation is too small; even with the talent of the day, it has to be spent on the former Qing, the Republic of China and the Wang literati - ”The Little Reunion” her ending, Looking at her heart is still a mother, Erhu Lancheng. Tianlong, you want to think about Ding Ling's later years to write the man she met in her life, Qu Qiubai, Hu Yefeng, Feng Xuefeng, Lu Xun, Mao Ze, Zhou Yang, Shen Congwen... Isn't a part of modern Chinese history?”
Lin Tianlong heard nodded and finally said: ”There is no reason for life!”
”I have told you so much, it is estimated that the cow is playing the piano. How do you suddenly have an interest in calligraphy?”
Yang Meizhen finally turned from the intoxication of the talented woman of the year, and the beautiful eyes flashed and looked at Lin Tianlong.
”Occasionally I saw aunt and aunt, who knows that I will exchange a long story about my aunt, and I can comment on the writer of modern literature, huh, huh!”
Lin Tianlong secretly thought, what is the relationship between Ding Ling and the ”King Wang Treasure”? Why are the gods Huang Xiaorong and Yang Lan interested in Ding Ling's handwriting ”The Round Song”? And Meizhen’s aunt is flashing, but she has so much in the modern literature review. I don’t know if there is any concealment. He can’t blindly doubt now, he will transfer the subject and smile. “Yes, my aunt, the coward now has to climb up. The strength?”
”Little bad guys, nonsense? What should you ask?”
Yang Meizhen thought of going somewhere else, and her face was flushed.
”Haha, aunt, where do you want to go? I asked the coward whether I want to climb up on the career path? How do you think... haha...”
Lin Tianlong laughed.
”Bad boy, dead kid, little bad guy, you still laugh!”
Yang Meizhen blushes her face to twist Lin Tianlong's ear, and Lin Tianlong grabs the jade hand and pulls it into his arms and sits on his lap.
Lin Tianlong reluctantly glared at Yang Meizhen's willow waist, leaning against her body and feeling the richness of her body. She was able to see the white shirt with a low neckline, a deep white, full and round package wrapped in red translucent. In it, it is still barely white and tender, and the two slender legs are wrapped in flesh-colored transparent crystal stockings, which are more white and full of temptation.
”Of course he dreams of climbing up. Otherwise, it’s a failure to work as a small staff member for a lifetime. Tianlong, my aunt knows that you can speak at the mayor of Guo, and I heard that Mayor Guo promised you. Soon, you are promoted to be the deputy mayor, really fake?”
Yang Meizhen said that in Lin Tianlong's arms, she struggled slightly symbolically to let her take care of her delicate body. After the body and mind were conquered by him, her heart also had a sense of attachment to her husband Luo Benchu. It is in the general manager's office, as long as it is not excessive, it is not unacceptable to hug.
”Aunt knows so much?”
Lin Tianlong laughed. ”As long as the coward is motivated, I will say hello to the organization.”
”Hey, to be honest, he is also talented. How many of the staff members who have worked with him have climbed up. Who told us that we have no backstage!”
Yang Meizhen said quietly, ”If there is someone above, we don't have to support it. Every day we worry about others stepping on our shoulders and climbing up!”
”Hey, the officialdom is trouble!”
Lin Tianlong shook his head and sighed. ”On the surface, I looked at the calm and peaceful peace. The original dark tide surged and surging! Aunt, if the coward really didn't get to know the superior leader, I was afraid that it would be empty!”
”There is no way, my aunt is not the ones who sell for the sake of power. If one day your father and mother can't look good, it is really a risky consequence!”
Yang Meizhen smiled bitterly. ”Not only has no future at the beginning, but the aunt is afraid that she will only spend the rest of her life in obscurity!”
Lin Tianlong naturally heard Yang Meizhen's extra-string sound. She is a clean-hearted person, and an ordinary person who has to rack her brains for the reputation of power. He naturally and gently licks Yang Meizhen's willow waist and softly comforts. ”Auntie, the Chinese media group has me, it's okay, the office director is not yours, and the coward is also mixed with the deputy director of the bureau!”
The big hand couldn't help but stroke a beautiful buttocks under her crimson skirt.
”In addition to you dare to say this big word, however, I listened to your words, and my heart is somewhat bit.”
Yang Meizhen shuddered, gently pushed open his hand on her beautiful buttocks, shyly said softly, ”Dragon, a few days ago, my aunt always asked you to help me to buy clothes, you will not Blame my aunt!”