Chapter 24 Going Home for the New Year

Chen Shu chuckled after listening to the conversation between Shen Lang and Zhou Gongzi Sun Li. This man is really interesting.

But now her mind is on Shi Yue.

"Teacher Shi, can I ask you a few questions?"

Shi Yue smiled: "Excuse me."

"I want to ask, under what circumstances did you create the work "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty", or how did you write it."

"I am a civil servant. As you know, civil servants sit in the office all day long, make tea, read newspapers, and do nothing all day. I thought about finding something to do, so I wrote this book."

Shen Lang...

"Teacher Shi, actually I also want to ask, why can you write "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" so light-heartedly and humorously?" Shen Lang looked at Shi Yue.

Shi Yue smiled: "I am the one who is humorous, not history. I have liked history since I was a child. When I was very young, I was reading the 15th year of Wanli. I kept reading books, reading literature and history, and kept walking and looking at mountains and rivers.

Although these books and these roads may have nothing to do with my future, they taught me to think.

In the future, I may be useless, unknown, or even have nothing. Maybe I will die inexplicably, or live inexplicably.

But none of this matters. What matters is that I know what kind of person I want to be. This is a kind of spirit that can nourish my soul. It has nothing to do with the future, money, or others. People should not be a blank sheet of paper, a sloppy sheet of paper with only wine, sex, money, fame, and fortune written on it."

When Shen Lang, Zhou Gongzi, Sun Li, and Chen Shu said this, they stood in awe. Look at him. This is what a great writer said. His realm of thought is different from their own.

Shen Lang felt that he was just a vulgar person compared to Shi Yue.

"Teacher Shi, I toast you a glass."

Shi Yue smiled at Cao Lingxuan: "Teacher Cao, I also like to read your novels. I toast you a glass."

Shen Lang waved his hand quickly: "My vernacular is not comparable to yours. I just want to make money. I am curious, how much royalties did the Ming Dynasty bring you?"

Shi Yue smiled: "Money is not important to me. What is important is that I can share what I like with everyone."

"Uh, how much money is it?"

Shi Yue smiled slightly: "There is a digit of 8."

Shen Lang... Damn... But he can understand it. The blog has been viewed more than 150 million times and sold 5 million copies as soon as it was published. This is a miracle.

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Time flies, and it is the 27th in a flash. There are still 3 days until New Year's Eve.

Shen Lang packed his bags and prepared to go home.

"Mr. Zhou, can you please go more?"

Mr. Zhou lazily lay on the sofa: "Why go? Where to?"

"Go home for the New Year?"

"I won't go back. I haven't been home for many years."

Shen Lang raised his eyebrows. Mr. Zhou looked at Shen Lang who sat down: "What? Aren't you going home? Why don't you go quickly?"

"If I leave, you will be left alone."

"If I am alone, I will be alone. I have been filming outside for many years. I often spend the New Year on the set. I have long been used to it."

"Why don't you go home?"

Mr. Zhou glanced at Shen Lang: "You have so many things to do. My relationship with my father is not very good. I am old. If I go back, I will definitely be urged to get married. I am too lazy to listen."

Shen Lang...

"Why don't you go back to the Magic City with me?"

"Go back with you? What kind of talk is that?"

"What's the matter? I eat and live in your house. We are good brothers. Let's go to my house during the New Year. Go and pack your luggage. We will go to the airport later. Hurry up."

"I'm not going."

"I'm notifying you. Hurry up. It's not right to be alone during the New Year."

Mr. Zhou lay down on the sofa and messed up.

Shen Lang was happy and lifted Mr. Zhou up and carried him to Mr. Zhou's bedroom.

"Hurry up, I called a car."

Mr. Zhou was helpless: "What are you doing? I'm fine alone."

"Bullshit, go and pack your luggage, I'll check it later."

Mr. Zhou rolled his eyes.

20 minutes later.

Shen Lang walked into the room and looked at the suitcase on the ground. There was nothing in it.

"Brother Xun, are you making trouble with me?"

"I really don't want to go. Besides, what's the point of a woman like me going home with you?"

Shen Lang rolled his eyes: "I don't think of you as a woman."

Mr. Zhou... Shit.

Shen Lang opened the closet, took out a few cotton-padded clothes, and directly took out a black coat for Mr. Zhou to put on.

"Hurry up, the car is here."

Mr. Zhou reluctantly put on his clothes and followed Cao Lingxuan to the airport. Mr. Zhou was quite unhappy on the way.

As soon as he landed, Mr. Zhou changed.

Looking at the lively streets of the Magic City, his heart and mouth were full of joy.

"Oh, it's so lively, Lang'er, look, there are lion dances, wow, and dragon dances." Looking at the streets that looked like Chinese red, Mr. Zhou was very happy.

"I'll bring you here to play tomorrow."

"Okay."

Soon the two arrived at No. 74 Binjiang Road.

"Lang'er, should I buy some gifts?"

Shen Lang waved his hand: "Why buy gifts? He is not a stranger."

"You should buy some. This is basic etiquette."

"No need."

Shen Lang came to the front door.

"Mom, open the door, I'm back."

The door opened soon, and a middle-aged lady in cheongsam looked at Shen Lang with surprise: "Son, oh, my dear son is back. Who is this?"

Lin Yuxia looked at Zhou Gongzi, who was wrapped like a penguin, and was a little confused. This girl is really afraid of the cold.

Zhou Gongzi quickly took off her scarf and mask: "Auntie, hello, I am..."

"Zhou Gongzi? !!! Big star!!! I know you, I've seen your play!!! Oh, my god!!!"

Lin Yuxia looked at Zhou Gongzi excitedly.

"Mom, don't be surprised, Brother Xun is my friend, my good brother, and he will come to our house to celebrate the New Year this year."

"Come in, come in, Lao Shen, Lao Shen, come out quickly."

Shen Lang, Zhou Gongzi entered the room.

When Mr. Zhou saw the interior decoration, he was surprised. There were Chinese furniture and various calligraphy and paintings in the room. It was a family of scholars. He didn't expect Shen Lang to come from such a family. Logically speaking, children from such a family should not be so shameless.

Shen Lang's father, Shen Kuohai, came out with an apron.

"My son is back. Oh, isn't this that so-and-so...that..." Shen Kuohai pointed at Mr. Zhou and thought for a long time.

"Uncle, hello, I'm Zhou Xun."

"Oh, right, I've seen your play, Princess Taiping, right?"

Mr. Zhou smiled: "Yes, that's right, it's me, uncle, aunt, I'm sorry to bother you this time."

Lin Yuxia waved her hand quickly: "What's the matter with bothering or not. You are Xiao Lang'er's friend. A big star is coming to our house for the New Year. We are so happy."

The child's father made a few more hard dishes.

"Mr. Zhou, if you don't mind, I'll call Xiaolang's uncle's family and his younger uncle's family over. They're just across the street."

Shen Lang was speechless: "Mom, it's not a big deal."

Lin Yuxia smiled: "A big star."

Mr. Zhou smiled: "Auntie, it's okay, just treat me as an ordinary guest."

"Mom, you should clean up a room first and put your luggage away first, then you can show off."

Lin Yuxia clapped her hands: "Yes, yes, yes, I forgot about this."

Lin Yuxia took Mr. Zhou to the second bedroom.

"This is the room Xiaolang lived in before, I cleaned it up, you can live here, Xiaolang can sleep in the study."

Mr. Zhou looked at Lin Yuxia with a smile: "Thank you, Auntie."

"You're welcome, just treat it as your own home."

Lin Yuxia walked out of the bedroom.

Mr. Zhou looked at Shen Lang's room.

It was very clean and smelled of sandalwood, which she liked very much.

The room was filled with Stephen Chow and Andy Lau's drawing boards, as well as a lot of books, comics, and many photo frames of Shen Lang. Miss Zhou started to look at them with great interest. As she looked at them, Miss Zhou found something cute. ? ? ? She found two Playboy magazines. There were also two Men's Health magazines.