usatvline Chapter 152 Meeting
Chapter 152 Meeting
The days of waiting passed by amidst playful banter.
Soon, the appointed time to meet arrived.
It can be said that Shan Shanshan and Li Ming made thorough preparations for this day.
Shan Shanshan burst into tears the moment she saw the author's article.
At the same time, it increased her desire to meet the author.
"This author is a genius!" she even concluded on the spot.
Feng Shuyuan was both amused and exasperated.
However, this also reflects Shan Shanshan's fondness for this work.
Girls are always more likely to empathize with such profound feelings.
And what about Leon Lai? He just locked himself in his room and secretly wrote articles.
Although he didn't say it, Feng Shuyuan could sense that his competitive spirit had been aroused.
This is a good thing; competition is the only way to make progress together.
Therefore, when Feng Shuyuan was waiting for the author's family to arrive, he saw Shan Shanshan and the three of them at the door and even had a feeling of "Why did you take so long to arrive?"
After confirming on his phone that the author had arrived at the parking lot, Feng Shuyuan led a few people to greet him.
From a distance, Feng Shuyuan saw three people walking towards him.
?
A small question popped into Feng Shuyuan's mind.
Didn't the author say there were four people in the family?
Why are there only three?
Or are there still people behind?
Knowing that Feng Shuyuan had been waiting anxiously, he still hadn't seen anyone else walking towards them.
She was forced to admit that it seemed to be these three people.
"Boss Feng!"
Leading the way was a sunny, cheerful young man.
"Hello, may I ask which of you is Bingfeng, the author of 'Moon in Fire'?"
"It's me, it's me. My name is Sang Wenhuai. These two behind me are my parents, Sang Fu and Tian Hui. It's a pleasure to meet you."
Upon seeing Feng Shuyuan and his group, he revealed a friendly, even somewhat ingratiating, smile.
Before Feng Shuyuan could react, Li Ming, who was behind her, frowned.
This was so different from the image of the author he had in mind that the difference was so great that Dawn began to doubt himself.
"Hello Hello."
After greeting each of them, Feng Shuyuan raised his question:
"When we communicated before, didn't you say that there were four people in your family?"
"what."
Sang Wenhuai's expression stiffened for a brief moment, but Feng Shuyuan, who had been observing him, still caught it.
"Yes, that's right. I initially said there were four people."
“My younger brother was supposed to come along, but he suddenly caught a cold and it was inconvenient for him to travel long distances.”
When Sang Wenhuai spoke again, his expression was so sincere that Feng Shuyuan suddenly thought that the stiffness he had seen earlier was just an illusion.
“We’ve already agreed on a time, right? We can’t let my family’s issues cause another delay. So I was thinking of bringing my parents first, and then bringing my younger brother separately later when there’s a chance.”
His words perfectly captured the image of a kind older brother.
"It's clear that your family has a very good relationship."
Feng Shuyuan smiled slightly and led the group inside.
Feng Shuyuan led the way, introducing Anhua's affairs as he went.
Sang Wenhuai seemed to be able to spare a few words to respond, and the Sang couple's eyes were almost glued to the roadside.
"To be honest, I was quite surprised to see you today."
Feng Shuyuan smiled.
"Judging from your writing style, I thought you would be more introverted. But this only makes me more curious."
"Mr. Bingfeng, what was your inspiration? What made you write such a tragic article?"
Feng Shuyuan seemed to ignore their longing for Anhua and started chatting earnestly with Sang Wenhuai.
Sang Wenhuai smiled and waved his hand:
"Don't call me by my pen name, it sounds weird. Just call me Wenhuai."
"Okay, Wenhuai."
Feng Shuyuan readily accepted good advice.
"To be honest, this article was inspired by some tragic stories I've read."
When Sang Wenhuai heard Feng Shuyuan call him that, he smiled broadly.
“I had previously read a series of articles such as ‘Women in Pollution’ and ‘Great Changes’, and I was deeply attracted by the tragic tone in them. When you shared your story with us, you were also sharing the tragic love story of Emperor Xuanzong of Tang and Yang Guifei. Therefore, I also wanted to write one on the same theme.”
"I have a natural talent for writing and have won awards in several essay competitions, so I am quite confident in my writing skills. It was a combination of factors that led me to write this article. I am very grateful that you like and appreciate it."
Sang Wenhuai spoke at length, while Feng Shuyuan nodded repeatedly.
"Based on this article, I can sense that you have some understanding of Anwar. So, what are your thoughts on Anwar's policies?"
During the break, Feng Shuyuan opportunely asked another question.
"Everything about Anwar is something I greatly admire."
Sang Wenhuai revealed a smug look, as if he had guessed the question correctly.
“I’ve read ‘The Story of Anhua’ written by anchor Min Xiangchen. It constructs a world that is completely different from the present one…”
At first, Feng Shuyuan would respond with a few words, but in the end, he fell completely silent.
After Sang Wenhuai finished expressing what he wanted to say, Feng Shuyuan smiled and offered his support:
"So it seems you really know a lot about Anwar. No wonder you can write such an article."
"By the way, you must be tired after such a long journey."
Upon hearing this, the Sang couple, who had been sitting in jail the whole time, suddenly perked up and raised their heads as if they had been injected with chicken blood.
Seeing that Sang Wenhuai seemed to want to say a few more polite words, Tian Hui even secretly retorted to him.
Feng Shuyuan tried to smile from the side.
Do you really think you've done something very discreetly?
After receiving his mother's warning, Sang Wenhuai scratched his head and said somewhat embarrassedly:
"Thank you for your trouble. I am indeed quite tired. It would be best if we could rest at our accommodation for a while before talking about these things."
"Look at what you're saying, that was my oversight. Don't worry, your rooms are ready, you should get some rest."
As they were talking, Feng Shuyuan led them to the entrance of their accommodation.
"Wow……"
Looking at the quaint, detached villa, the Sang couple couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.
"You guys rest first. I'll have someone take you out to eat later. We can talk about the other details tomorrow."
The Sang couple seemed impatient to go inside and enjoy their vacation; only Sang Wenhuai maintained a semblance of basic decorum.
"For your trouble."
"No trouble."
Feng Shuyuan smiled.
"By the way, if I want to mail something to you, which address should I send it to?"