"Of course you can, but it won't last more than 1 hour." Le Xiao followed Xingyuan around with a smile on her face. Xingyuan looked apologetically, looking at the cheerful girl beside him, and felt a little sorry. In the past few days, all he heard was the discussion about this girl by the group of businessmen and congressmen, saying that the resume published in her identity information was false, and that she was simply an out-and-out fool. The reason why Xingyuan came to Le Xiao was because he wanted to ask her for something, but he couldn't ask her for help several times. "What's wrong, Mr. Xingyuan, look at you, is something wrong?" Le Xiao asked, Xingyuan smiled and shook his head. The two came to a bench outside Central Park. After sitting down, Le Xiao raised his head contentedly, listening to the chirping of birds from time to time around him. Seeing Le Xiao's happy face, Xingyuan finally gave up the idea of speaking. "Mr. Xingyuan, I think what you are writing now is all about that, just a little bit." “The good things are what the public likes.” Le Xiao actually wanted to say that what Xingyuan wrote seems to be deliberately trying to please people. Although it is very gripping, it can be read again and again like "Starry Night", "Countercurrent" and "Ben". Fresh books are different in that they are highly homogeneous. They seem refreshing and happy, but they always feel like they were not written by one person, which feels wrong.
"I think "Starry Night" and the other two parts are better. I still remember the plot in it, the final showdown between the two brothers under the starry sky, especially the ending part. Who is the elder brother or the younger brother? Standing under the starry night, holding hands with the heroine Mina when the dawn came, I was so excited that I wanted to cry when I thought about the plot here." Le Xiao said, tears really appeared in her eyes, and she sniffed. "Strong expectations and long-lasting memories can never be compared to a smile that everyone loves." Xingyuan said, Le Xiao blinked and shook his head. "To put it simply, we don't need to remember anything that is engraved in people's hearts. Instead, we should enjoy the present. Although some of the things I have written before have indeed ignited people's hearts, but not everyone is like me. , what I understand, what I understand, they don’t understand and can’t understand. If you can’t adapt to the times, you will die. Even if this thing can be like a gem buried deep in the sea of sand, it will only have the fate of sinking to the bottom.” "No, since I know there is this thing on the bottom of the sea, I must fish it up." Le Xiao raised one hand and clenched it into a fist as he spoke. Xingyuan was a little surprised, but he still laughed, with a slightly bitter smile. "Sorry Le Xiao, I won't take up your rest time. I'll invite you to my house another day." After watching Le Xiao leave, Xingyuan began to have some ups and downs in his heart. In fact, it was just that he didn't understand it! The book "Starry Night" was actually written more than 50 years ago. At that time, the city was in dire straits and blocks were being built one after another. That is to say, under such circumstances, Xingyuan did not choose to be like others. Relying on the construction of the city and making money to climb up the ladder, he instead relied on doing odd jobs every day, and then immersed himself in the creation of novels. People nearby and even family members could not understand. The result was exactly as his father said, even himself If you can't even make a living, what ideals can you talk about? Xingyuan spent the first half of his life in poverty, but he never gave up writing. It was not until the Reed Theater performed the first opera adaptation of "Starry Night" more than 20 years ago that it became a great success. From the bleak days to the stage, with the development of the film industry and the large-scale popularization of the Internet, Xingyuan finally came out of the pain of the past. It's just that everything has changed. Nowadays, Xingyuan can no longer calm down. He is intoxicated in the creation that made him intoxicated in the past. The era when he could be full of enthusiasm and high morale is gone forever. Now Xingyuan is just a machine through and through. He will write whatever works the market needs, and he will write whatever people want to see. It is nothing more than ego. "It's great to be young. This is just a small star, and you may not be able to see it soon." Xingyuan turned around and walked quickly with cold eyes. Niya's legs were crossed comfortably on the table, holding a glass of wine in her hand. Next to her, Li Ang was holding the glass drunkenly. Niya's face was slightly red, and Sistek opposite him was already pressing his forehead, looking like he couldn't drink. It looks like there are a bunch of wine bottles scattered on the table. "Gambling does bring a lot of harm, but if you want it, Niya, there is only so much entertainment in the city. You can go to nightclubs, watch movies and TV shows, and occasionally play sports and the like. For those who are self-disciplined, It is said that gambling is just a pastime. For those who cannot exercise self-discipline, gambling is harmful. However, this is the case in this city now. There must be some entertainment projects for relaxation. Occasionally, I will have some entertainment with the director. The secretaries gathered together to play mahjong. The economy of those three districts has been really bad in recent years. Two-thirds of the people in our department have borrowed money. It is normal to use loans to finance loans. Casinos are the only way to quickly mobilize money from other districts. The way to swarm into those three districts is that you don’t know the situation in the city. Get rid of the rioters first. Which district has economic problems? This is the issue that our 7th department needs to pay most attention to. It is just a turnaround. When the situation improves Just find a reason to stop their license, at least give me some face, Niya." Li Ang said, shaking the wine glass and leaning over, pressing his head with one hand. "I didn't hear what you just said, haha."
Li Ang sighed, Niya drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the glass hit the table. "Tell them not to have any problems. If there is a problem, I will personally go over and smash their casino." After Niya said the harsh words, her eyes turned red and she left. The tense atmosphere in the room finally eased, and Li Ang sighed. "This can only be done for the time being. Hey, those three districts are indeed a big problem. Our department there currently has more than 200 cases of civil disputes to deal with. I am the first to handle the two." Heathcote said and smiled helplessly, knowing that the two of them were in the same period. Li Ang was not like this before. He often got into trouble with others when he disagreed, until one time he fell into Niya's hands and was beaten up. After a pause, he began to restrain himself. Li Ang pressed the sides of his slightly aching head. "Only in this kind of meeting can I rest for a few days. When I think about leaving here, I will see the simulated economic change rate of the city from the next month to the next three months sent by Section 2, as well as the debt problems of a lot of companies. , the stock market, damn, this is not a human job at all, I always feel like my life is wasted so meaninglessly." Heathcote laughed. "Okay, everyone is the same, those who can work harder. After all, urban stability is the only purpose of our department. Everyone is working hard, so you don't have to complain alone."