After the copper pot was opened and ingredients could be put in, everyone's attention gradually turned to eating.
But at this time, Jiang Yulou couldn't take any time off.
After eating at his own table for a while, he started scurrying around the tables like a hard-working bee. Today he is the master, and others are here for his sake. He cannot just eat for himself and neglect others.
Jiang Yulou raised his wine glass and walked to Teacher Yan's table: "Director Ji, Teacher Yuan, and Teacher Sun, the reception was not good. You must eat well. If you are missing anything, just tell me."
"It's already very good. If I had known that you would spend so much money, we old guys wouldn't have come." Ji Zhenghuai said with a smile.
Jiang Yulou said sincerely: "It's an honor for the students that the teachers can come. Now that you are saying this, I, a student, will feel ashamed."
"Director Ji, please don't embarrass Yulou. You see, the child is anxious." Teacher Yuan said something for Jiang Yulou.
Ji Zhenghuai laughed loudly and said, "Okay, okay, let's eat, eat, and stop talking."
After several people drank the wine in their glasses, Jiang Yulou was about to leave when Teacher Sun suddenly asked: "Yulou, the drama "Famous" is almost ready. Don't forget about it."
"Hey, so fast?" Jiang Yulou stopped.
Teacher Yuan nodded and said: "Counting the time, a few months have passed in the blink of an eye, and it's almost time to produce results."
Ji Zhenghuai asked curiously: "What does the drama "Famous" you are talking about have to do with Jade Tower?"
"Hey, Director Ji, don't you know?"
"..." Ji Zhenghuai said speechlessly: "Should I know?"
"Ahem." Teacher Yuan said seriously: "To put it simply, Yulou wrote a drama script under the guidance of Teacher Sun, and it is now being handed over to our school's drama club for rehearsal."
Teacher Sun said quietly: "I don't dare to take credit. The script was basically written by Yulou alone, so I gave some comments and suggestions."
Ji Zhenghuai asked curiously: "Why, is it well written?"
In his memory, writing a play was not that difficult. Of course, it is not easy to write a classic script.
Teacher Sun said: "It has the potential of a classic script."
Ji Zhenghuai: "..."
He looked at Jiang Yulou, who looked innocent. Well, he had made another big news quietly.
He knew that Teacher Sun was very good at drama. If Jiang Yulou hadn't written the script well, he wouldn't have said the word "classic script" easily.
Ji Zhenghuai warned: "When the drama rehearsal is completed, don't forget to call me over."
Jiang Yulou rolled his eyes and said: "Director Ji, you have found the wrong person. I am just a script writer. After the script is written, it has little to do with me. As for how the final rehearsal will turn out, we have to see The ability of the director and actors."
Ji Zhenghuai said viciously: "Since you are the one who produced the script, you have to be responsible to the end. Jiang Yulou, you are from our Chinese Department. I, as the head of the department, have to take responsibility for the script."
After taking a piece of meat and swallowing it, Teacher Sun said calmly: "During the performance, I will invite a few people and art friends to come and watch it. If the effect is good, I do not rule out the possibility of introducing people and art."
"I know, I will sacrifice some personal time to watch it." Jiang Yulou said helplessly: "Oh, really, it's just a script, why do you pay so much attention to it?"
Everyone hated the fact that iron could not become steel. This was an honor that many people wanted but could not get, but he was so good that he didn't take it seriously at all.
After toasting at the table of teachers from Yan University, he went to the table of classmates and international students. After chatting for a few words, he went to Liu Suola's table.
As soon as he passed by, he was grabbed by Wang Shuo.
"What's wrong? Is something wrong?"
"Hey, I have something to ask you, a great writer."
Liu Suola and others looked at Wang Shuo curiously. What does this guy mean?
"Tell me about it?" Jiang Yulou didn't do everything, he always wanted to hear what Wang Shuo wanted from him.
"Didn't I retire from the army? Now I am running business in the hospital. I have more free time, so I just want to write something." Wang Shuo said while looking at Jiang Yulou's expression.
Jiang Yulou frowned and said, "So?"
"Ahem." Wang Shuo lowered his voice and said, "I have a subject recently and I want your help to give you some advice."
Even though he was so thick-skinned, he couldn't help but blush after saying the word "pointing".
Liu Suola and others were quite surprised, because in their impression, Wang Shuo was a very face-conscious person who rarely asked for help, especially for writing. Ever since Jiang Yulou became famous, he often cited the short stories he published in important magazines in 1978.
When Jiang Yulou heard this, he immediately responded, "Master Shuo's business is my business and must be taken seriously."
"Master Shuo, just call me Shuozi." Wang Shuo is thick-skinned and doesn't care about other people's eyes.
However, it was Jiang Yulou. Who made his dad like Jiang Yulou's "The Conspiracy"? Otherwise, he wouldn't ask Jiang Yulou for help.
Jiang Yulou said: "Okay, let's get together sometime and I will help you with your advice."
"Okay, I'd like to toast this glass of wine to Teacher Jiang!" Wang Shuo picked up the glass and drank it in one gulp.
Jiang Yulou said: "We are all friends, you should call me Yulou, otherwise I will gain more points." After saying that, he also drank the wine in the glass.
After a round of greetings, Jiang Yulou found an excuse and withdrew.
These animals are so good at drinking. If they don't leave, they will have to drink and lie here.
After he left, Qu Xiaosong said sourly at the side: "A country boy became trembling after writing two good books."
Liu Sola frowned and said, "Yulou has real talent and learning."
Qu Xiaosong still wanted to say bad things, but seeing that Liu Suola was a little angry, he could only swallow his words.
But I couldn't help but murmur in my heart, "There are no heroes in the world who made Shuzi famous."
After Jiang Yulou walked around, he returned to his parents' table, where Tang Yuewen was also sitting.
The two exchanged some words, and Tang Yuewen was teased to the point of falling forward and backward, causing Jiang Yulou to be scolded by his parents.
Jiang Yulou couldn't help but exclaimed: "Hey, parents, Yue Wen hasn't even passed the house yet, so you don't recognize me as your son?"
"It's perfect that Yue Wen is so obedient as our daughter. Unlike you, you have never been obedient since you were a child." Li Xiulian said.
Turning her head, she took Tang Yuewen's hand again, she liked it very much.
Sometimes she felt pity, why did such a good girl fall in love with her little son?
What's good about Jiang Yulou? Apart from being a little handsome, a little smart, a little famous, being able to write books, and being able to make money, there seems to be nothing that can be praised.
If Jiang Yulou knew what his mother was thinking, he would definitely say proudly that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, and the same is true for women.
