Huo Che went to the bookstore early this morning to buy books, just to supplement the story.
If not, if Yaya thinks of Jiang Yang again, won't all his previous efforts be in vain?
Then--
Because the author Jiang Yang wrote quite well, Huo Che asked the clerk if he had any new books by Jiang Yang. The clerk recommended a science fiction magazine to Huo Che, saying that the latest works of Jiang Yang were in the magazine, and that many people read it.
I cried while reading this book.
Huo Che bought a copy.
He had just left the bookstore and couldn't wait to open the magazine.
As soon as he turned the table of contents to the page where the novel was, he heard the laughter of children behind him. He looked back and saw two half-year-old children using their hands to mark his height, and then measuring themselves.
.
The truck stopped to look at them.
They pretended as if nothing had happened and turned away.
Huo Che hates these half-grown children.
Many young children don't understand yet and are still very weak. They rely more on adults and will not show such ridiculing emotions.
Many older children already have the ability to empathize.
Even if there are some people who want to laugh at his height, they know the shame and won't be so blatant.
Just like this kind of naughty kid, just like a newborn calf, he always feels that the world revolves around him, and he can laugh at others without any scruples.
but--
Huo Che is used to it.
He stood there and lit a cigarette, then turned and walked away.
After returning to the store, he turned on the light, climbed up on the high stool behind the counter, and read this science fiction article. When he first read it, he found that this article could not be told to Yaya. It was full of typos. What the hell?
read?
But the protagonist’s imbecile setting attracted him, perhaps because of the fool in the cake shop next to him.
He looked down.
Then--
I don't know why, but he found a lot of fools in the book.
Can't even say Shadow, in some ways almost identical:
As written in the book, the fool stayed here for a long time and felt that he had many friends. In fact, the neighbors were teasing him, but he invited people to eat chicken cakes. The fool also wanted to play with the children at the door, and the children said
He couldn't understand a word he said, so he would smile silly. As long as he could stay with them, he felt very happy.
There is also the fact that the protagonist Charlie desperately wants to become smart, and so do the fools.
The last time I bought smart drugs is a good example.
A fool wants to become smart because of his family.
His younger brother Er Er had several girlfriends, but after hearing that he had a stupid brother, they all broke up.
Don't even say it.
When Huo Che thought about it, he felt so immersed in it that at the end, tears were about to fall out.
It’s so immersive.
This author is so awesome!
Huo Che thought who was the author of this book named Jiang Yang, who wrote such a touching book. For the first time, he had the idea of chasing stars. You know, even when Jiang Yang brought the big devil to the store, he had never thought of chasing stars.
The idea of getting an autograph from the big devil.
But now, he had to know what the author looked like and what experiences he had when he wrote this book.
He took the phone, searched, and opened it——
Bang!
Huo Che threw his phone on the table, "How shameless!"
There are also those who praise themselves for being handsome!
So damn shameless.
The filter is broken!
Broken!
At this moment, the door opened, and the fool's younger brother Lao Er pushed the door open and came in, "Brother Huo, come on, have a cigarette."
Huo Che looked at him and suddenly thought of a question.
Could this manuscript be written by Jiang Yang when he met Lao Er and Fool that day?
If this is really the case——
Huo Che pushed the magazine onto the counter next to his second son, "If I slap you in vain, I'll lend you the magazine to read."
The second child flipped through the book and said, "I feel dizzy just reading this book."
He put it down and handed the cigarette to Huo Che, "I'm off work tonight. Let my brother stay with you for a while."
Huo Che took it: "Why are you going on a date, dressed up so seriously?"
The second child: "Meet the client."
He found another job selling courses, the kind of after-school tutoring class, with a basic salary plus commission. He just closed his first order yesterday, and today he will visit the students' homes with the teacher to learn about the students' academic performance information and so on.
, reflecting professionalism.
"gone."
The second child said an exhortation and left.
Without waiting for Huo Che to look away, he pushed the door in again and took away the magazine, "Did I really take it? At least it was a course sale, and I used this magazine to pretend to be a cultural person."
He waved and left again.
Not long after I left, Yaya's mother came in with Yaya.
Her mother bought some cooked food and invited Huo Che to drink with her.
Huo Che took the cooked food and saw that Yaya was in a bad mood and asked, "What's wrong with Yaya?"
"Just that, that something--"
Yaya's mother thought for a moment while putting Yaya's schoolbag, "That story-telling assignment? Wasn't Yaya praised in the class? It just so happened that the school held a story-telling contest today, and the teacher recommended Yaya before the holiday.
I participated with two classmates in the class, and Yaya won an excellence award today."
YaYa's mother lowered her voice: "You will receive an excellence award if you participate."
and--
Yaya’s mother thinks it’s normal for Yaya to win the Excellence Award.
Yaya stumbled while telling the story on the stage. However, the story was not that attractive in the first place, so it was added that Yaya admitted her mistake of stealing cakes to make it a little more interesting.
There were so many children on the stage who spoke so fluently, so it was natural for her to be compared.
Huo Che nodded.
He probably understood why Yaya was unhappy.
After receiving praise from her teacher, she became interested in storytelling and felt that she had a talent in this area.
She began to work hard for it, hoping that one day she would be able to shine with this talent.
But one day she suddenly discovered that I was not the best, or even the most talented. The confidence that had just grown was immediately beaten down, and it shrank back, making me even feel inferior.
But that's growth.
He had no choice but to adapt.
They were drinking and eating. Yaya was melancholy with her chopsticks. She took the cart with her and talked less to Yaya's mother. Just when they were chatting, Yaya's mother's chat software rang, and the voice of an acquaintance came,
Introduce her to part-time jobs.
Yaya's mother: "You are the female security guard, right? Brother, no problem. How many people do you need? Don't worry, we are absolutely trustworthy. They are all of my tonnage, and the bottom plate is very stable. Even if the bulldozers come, they won't be able to push us away."
, Okay, that’s it!”
YaYa's mother hung up the phone, "I have work this weekend."
YaYa's mother's career was not in vain. She knew many people who came to her for part-time work as a female security guard. YaYa's mother did a good job, and Huo Che's help was indispensable. When she was busy with this, it was all Huo Che.
The car helps take care of the children.
So Yaya’s mother often invited him to dinner.
"Come on, let's go."
YaYa Ma raised her beer...
While they were drinking beer, Jiang Yang was filling out postcards in a community across the road. When he left the fishing port and said goodbye to his mother-in-law, he once said that he would continue to send postcards to her when he was going to travel somewhere in the future.
This time I sent it to the nearest scenic spot, where the emperor lived.
Taking the high-speed rail is slow.
He and Li Qingning arrived in Kyoto early yesterday morning. They got up late in the morning and did not go to work. Instead, after getting enough rest, they went for a walk there.
While Jiang Yang was filling out the form, he suddenly remembered: "Honey, can our printer print photos?"
Li Qingning is also writing.
She wrote a song called "1900".
After listening to Jiang Yang's story "The Pianist on the Sea", I was inspired to write a song, but now I just need to arrange it.
Jiang Yang scratched his head: "I went out to play and forgot to buy postcards for Sister Ying and the others."
Li Qingning glanced at him.
She didn't believe Jiang Yang had ever thought of buying postcards for them, "What are you going to print?"
Jiang Yang: "I don't have anything to print, just print out a few photos of me fishing."
Li Qingning knew it.
She rolled her eyes and ignored her.
After Jiang Yang filled out the postcard, he came over to get Li Qingning's mobile phone, which contained many photos of him during the holidays.
Only there are no photos of him catching a big fish.