Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 747 Lin School

"Let's talk about it like this. I will send you the specific event schedule later. Tell me a convenient time, and I will book tickets for you."

After eating, several people came out of the box and walked towards the entrance of the hotel.

"Send it to me directly, you don't need to ask one by one, I will take care of it here." Yu Dongyu took the initiative to take over the task, "Don't worry about buying air tickets, I will pay in advance when the time comes, and ask later you want."

Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you, but you don't want to show off your style, and you won't need money then."

"Don't worry about it, even if I'm generous, I can't be generous with you." Yu Dongyu laughed.

Liu Yuan also smiled and said, "Don't worry about Zhang Zhong, just prevent him from asking too much."

A few people chatted and laughed and walked near the rock garden in Huguang Yayuan. Liu Yuan pulled the arms of Zhang Zhong and Zhuang Yu, "Look over there."

In the direction indicated by Liu Yuan, three or four young men surrounded the rockery. It seemed that one of them was sitting on the ground after drinking too much, and several other people were looking after him.

Although the light on the side of the rockery was not very good, Zhang Zhong still recognized that the person sitting on the ground was Lin Xiang.

Yu Dongyu also recognized Lin Xiang, and whispered, "Principal Lin's son."

"It seems that I drank too much."

Zhang Zhong and Lin Xiang also have some friendship. When he and the Writers Association delegation went to the United States for an academic visit last year, they walked together and talked a lot.

But now Lin Xiang is wearing leather clothes and pants, with messy perm hair, and shiny earrings on his ears, and the appearance of sitting on the ground is really not good-looking, he probably doesn't want to be treated like this by himself. The crowd recognized it.

With this in mind, Zhang Zhong just took a look, and was about to leave with Zhuang Yu and the others.

But they had just walked a few steps when they heard Lin Xiang behind him shouting suddenly, "Why, why!"

"why why……"

Just say these three words back and forth, the more you say it, the more heart-piercing you feel.

Several other people beside Lin Xiang comforted him in a low voice, but it didn't seem to work.

"Why don't you go and have a look?" Liu Yuan asked.

They didn't want to be nosy, but Lin Xiang was Lin Wenyuan's son, and everyone had met before when they were at Wang Meng's house.Especially Zhuang Yu and the others are considered Lin Xiang's elders. It would be unreasonable for him to ignore the current situation.

"Go and have a look." Zhuang Yu said.

Several people nodded and walked over together.

When they came to the front, Lin Xiang still kept chanting the three words "why", but his voice was much softer, and he was muttering to himself.

"He drank a lot." Zhuang Yu asked.

One of the young men nodded and said, "Well, I drank a lot."

These young people really don't pay much attention to the literary circle, and they didn't recognize Zhang Zhong and the others—even if they were random ones, they would treat them as strangers eating in a hotel when they saw someone drunk and came over to care.

"In a bad mood?" Zhuang Yu asked again.

"It seems to be something on my mind."

"How much did you drink? Did he drink it alone?"

The young man looked at Zhuang Yu with a strange expression on his face. Even if he was warm-hearted, he must have asked too many questions.

Seeing the young man's expression, Zhuang Yu smiled and said, "Don't get me wrong, I know Lin Xiang and saw it when I passed by, so I came here to ask."

The young man nodded, "Oh, that's it. Lin Xiang drank a lot today, and he drank more than one bottle. The rest of us didn't drink much, and he drank it alone. I can't persuade you. Ask What's on his mind, he won't tell us. Brother, what's your relationship with Lin Xiang?"

"I'm friends with his father."

"Oh, sorry, sorry."

Zhuang Yu was asking about Lin Xiang's situation. Lin Xiang, who was sitting on the ground, raised his head to look at Zhang Zhong and the others, pointed at Zhang Zhong with a smile and said, "I know you, you are, you are...how can I put you Forgot the name?"

The tongue is already big when he speaks, and it seems to be fragmented, but judging from his state, there shouldn't be a big problem, and the function is okay.

"What's your name, why don't you speak?" Lin Xiang tried to stand up, but several people around him hurriedly supported him.

After standing up, seeing that Zhang Zhong hadn't answered him, he pressed Zhang Zhong's shoulder again, "You're very rude, I've asked you several times... Hiccup, let me tell you my name first, you Tell me your name again, okay?"

"My name is Lin Xiang, do you know which Xiang it is?" Lin Xiang supported Zhang Zhong's shoulders, his eyes were blurred, and his speech was a little drifting, but there was a silly smile on his face, "It's not the flying Xiang, It’s not auspicious either. Xia Yue School, Yin Yue Xu, Zhou Yue Xiang, have you heard of it? It means school, my name means school, Lin School, my name is Lin School. You know Why am I called Lin School? Ah? I don’t know, because my dad... hiccup, my dad is a teacher, and I was born in the school, hahahaha. What is your name, why didn’t you tell me?”

Lin Xiang, who usually looks taciturn, has now become a chatterbox.

Hearing what he said, it seemed that he was complaining about his name.

Just because of the name?

Should be more than that.

"My name is Zhang Zhong." Zhang Zhong said with a smile.

"Zhang Zhong, Zhang Zhong, I seem to have heard of it somewhere... Ugh..."

Zhang Zhong quickly moved away to avoid being affected by the "mudslide". Looking at Lin Xiang who was returning to the wine, Zhang Zhong said to several other young people, "The weather is still relatively cold now, you can help him into the room. After a while, he will be sent to the hospital if he is not in good condition.”

"It's not that we don't want to help him into the house, it's that Lin Xiang doesn't want to do it and insists on coming out."

"If he doesn't do it, then drag him in. You guys can't drag him alone?" Zhang Zhong looked at the dirt on the ground again, "Go and talk to the waiter in a while, and ask them to help clean up the things on the ground."

"Oh, well, I see."

Zhang Zhong looked at Zhuang Yu and the others, "Let's go, there's no big problem."

Zhuang Yu and the others also noticed that although Lin Xiang drank a lot, since he could speak in paragraphs, there must be no major problem, so he was relieved.

After Zhang Zhong and the others left, a few young people helped Lin Xiang into the box, and one of them muttered, "Who is that person? He spoke so impolitely."

"I don't know. Just don't provoke them anyway. They don't look like ordinary people. Didn't you hear that uncle said that you are friends with Lin Xiang's father?"

"Hey, later on, that guy looks about the same age as us, isn't he a rich second generation?"

"Now is the era of fighting for fathers, and the rich second generation is also the capital. Besides, if it weren't for Lin Xiang, the rich second generation, would our band be able to get started? Well, don't think about An Sheng tonight, I have to serve this master Alright." The other said, shaking his head.

(End of this chapter)