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Huo Yaowen went with a gift. The home of R. Tolkien.

Tolkien's family lived in north London, in a quiet, old-fashioned town, and it was more than an hour's drive away, and it was already past 10 a.m.

Coming to the door of a country house, Huo Yaowen straightened his clothes, and then went up and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

At this time, an old woman with gray hair walked out of the room, and through the screen window, she glanced at Huo Yaowen, and then chuckled and said, "You are Mr. Evan Huo, right?"

"Yes, ma'am. Huo Yaowen said with a smile.

"Come in ......"

The old woman opened the door, warmly invited Huo Yaowen to enter the door, and said as she walked inside, "My dear, Mr. Evan Huo has arrived. ”

After a moment, Tolkien walked out of the study with a pipe in his mouth, looked at Huo Yaowen, who was in his twenties, and stretched out his hand with a smile: "Hello Mr. Evan Huo." ”

Huo Yaowen shook hands with a smile and said, "Hello Mr. Tolkien, just call me Evan." ”

"Haha, that's good. I think Evan you're much younger than you are on TV. Tolkien laughed. I have to say that Huo Yaowen looks really young, if he doesn't talk about his age, he only thinks that Huo Yaowen is a handsome boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

Hearing this, Huo Yaowen smiled and said nothing.

The two exchanged a few words there, and the woman beside them said, "Oh, enough darling, Mr. Evan hasn't sat down yet, this is not the reason for hospitality!"

"My brain!" Tolkien patted his head, smiled and led Huo Yaowen to sit down, and introduced by the way: "Evan, this is my wife Moses." ”

Huo Yaowen nodded at her and said, "Hello, Lady Moses!"

"Hello Mr. Evan. Mrs. Moses laughed and said, "I'll go and make you a cup of tea." ”

With that, he turned around and left.

When the others left, Tolkien couldn't wait to say, "Evan, I've read your Harry Potter, and I have to say it's very good." It's just that I'm curious, how did you write such a magical book with such a British style?!"

"Maybe it's because I have a British girlfriend. Huo Yaowen said with a smile. He already had a word for it.

Tolkien raised an eyebrow and smiled, "Oh, yes! I dated a French girl when I was younger, and she was so passionate that I wrote a romantic poem for her." ”

For Tolkien, who was a little disrespectful, Huo Yaowen grinned, which made the strangeness between the two much less.

After chatting for a while, Mrs. Moses brought over the brewed black tea, Huo Yaowen thanked him, and just took a sip of it, he heard Tolkien say: "I can feel from the books you wrote that you are a person who is nostalgic for the past era, I can hardly imagine that a person as young as you should like the modern city very much, why do you write a lot of medieval-style castles and buildings in the book?"

Huo Yaowen was stunned for a moment, his mind quickly turned, and after a moment he said, "Aren't you like this, Mr. Tolkien, I have read the book "The Lord of the Rings" many times, and I was initially attracted by this epic and grand tome. But recently I've re-read it, and I see that Mr. Tolkien, you seem to have been emphasizing one thing... That's legacy!"

Hearing this, Tolkien's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said, "Oh, Mr. Evan, can you tell me why you think so?"

"Mr. Tolkien, you have always emphasized the inheritance of language and kinship in your books......"

Although Huo Yaowen has read the translation of "The Lord of the Rings", what really impresses him is the movie "The Lord of the Rings" trilogy, to be honest, there is not much magic in these three movies, and more often it relies on force to solve the battle, which is completely different from "Harry Potter", which has brought magic to life.

"Well said Mr. Evan, that's exactly what I thought. When he finished speaking, Tolkien couldn't help but admire.

The two talked and laughed about "The Lord of the Rings" and "Harry Potter", and chatted for a while about the magic in the market today.

After a happy conversation, Huo Yaowen paused, recalled his previous thoughts, and said with a smile: "Before writing "Harry Potter", in fact, I always had another story in my mind, which is a bit similar to "The Lord of the Rings", which is a fictional new magical continent. ”

"Oh? Tolkien became interested.

"In an illusory medieval world, on the western continent of Westeros......"

The story that Huo Yaowen said is "A Song of Ice and Fire", or "Game of Thrones", he hasn't watched it anyway, but the TV series has been chasing for eight seasons, but it's a pity that the last season is too rubbish to look at directly.

"Game of Thrones" and "The Lord of the Rings" actually have many similarities, such as the fact that they are both low-magic worlds, and the degree of magic use is not as good as that of "Harry Potter", and the important characters are all together at the beginning, and in the end they go on separate adventures, and finally get together again, etc.

Of course, Huo Yaowen is definitely not all about being a copyist, because even if he has watched the TV series a few times, he has forgotten a lot of complicated character relationships in it, so he can only write it slowly, but he still remembers a lot of the general direction.

After Huo Yaowen roughly told the story, Tolkien pouted and pondered, and said for a long time: "A great story, if it is written, I think it must be another epic masterpiece." By the way, do you have a name for this book?"

"Yes. I named it Game of Thrones. ”

"Game of Thrones!" Tolkien nodded, "Nice title, the intertwining of human nature and the lust for power, this is indeed a Game of Thrones." ”

Before I knew it, it was time for dinner, and Mrs. Moses called the two of them over for lunch.

After eating, the two went into the study again to chat.

Tolkien also told Huo Yaowen a lot of his experience in the process of creating "The Lord of the Rings", and even gave Huo Yaowen the medieval materials he had collected for many years, so that he could learn from them when writing "Game of Thrones".

Went around and around until more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

Huo Yaowen got up and prepared to leave.

But when he learned that Viscount West, the father of Evan's girlfriend, liked his works very much, Tolkien specially gave Huo Yaowen a complete set of his treasured first editions of "The Lord of the Rings", "The Hobbit" and "Elf Diamond", and before leaving, Tolkien said: "I am looking forward to seeing your "Game of Thrones", I think if I can write it, it will be a shocking epic masterpiece." ”

"Thank you, with your encouragement, I will definitely write well. Huo Yaowen smiled and nodded.

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When he returned to Anna's apartment, it was past six o'clock in the evening, and he found no one at home, but found a note on the dining table, which Anna had left behind, saying that she had returned to the castle to visit her mother, Madame Michelle, and that she would not be honoured until the end of February, by the House of Lords and the Crown.

In this regard, Huo Yaowen made a phone call to the castle to confirm that Anna had arrived home smoothly, then washed up, watched TV for a while, and went to bed at eight o'clock in the evening to prepare for rest, after all, he had to catch a plane back to Hong Kong early tomorrow morning.

At night, in a daze, he noticed that someone had entered the door, and Huo Yaowen was suddenly awakened.

"Who!"

Anna turned on the light in an instant, looked at Huo Yaowen with wide-eyed eyes, and said, "Honey, you haven't slept yet?"

Looking at Anna, who was only wearing a bathrobe, Huo Yaowen suddenly sobered up and asked, "Why did you come back?" Didn't you say you were going to live in the castle?"

"Well, I was going to live in the castle, but you're going back to Hong Kong tomorrow, and I want to see you off. Anna walked over and sat down on the edge of the bed.

"Thank you for your hard work, and I will come back to accompany you to participate in the award after the New Year. ”

While speaking, Huo Yaowen watched the water droplets on Anna's hair slowly drip, smiled at the corner of his mouth, hugged her slender waist and fell on the bed, and glanced at the alarm clock next to the bed by the way.

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