"Then I'll wait for him to come to Yanjing next time and ask him in person. Gu Hongming stroked his beard and said.

Wang Lijian could only nod vigorously, "Well, it must be." ”

At this time, Liu Que next to him opened his mouth and asked: "What you just said is Zhuang Yan, the author of "Alive"? Listen to the meaning of Old Man Gu, Ziyan is his expression?"

Gu Hongming nodded: "Exactly, this kid has such a big shelf, it is more difficult to see him than to see you." ”

Liu He smiled and said: "What is difficult for me to see, as long as you are willing to go with me, you can see me every day in Baoding, and you will never see me again." However, you said that kid, is this Zhuang Yan very young?"

Wang Lijian was a little stunned, now Zhuang Yan's age and appearance are not confidential information, you can see it when you check it on the Internet, I didn't expect Liu He to know Zhuang Yan, but he didn't know that he was a young man.

Gu Hongming didn't seem to be surprised at all, and said with a smile: "Can you know that Zhuang Yan has impressed me, and I didn't expect you to go online, he is a young man, yes, it is said that he is only twenty-three years old?"

Seeing Gu Hongming's inquiring gaze, Wang Lijian nodded and replied, "It's twenty-three years old." ”

"So young, I thought he would be the same age as you and me. Liu He was surprised, and then asked, "The other person is not in Yanjing?"

This time, Wang Lijian took the initiative to answer: "Well, his family lives in Jinling. ”

Liu E's inverted eight-figure eyebrows raised upward, "Coincidentally, I'm about to go to Jinling to ring the bell in the past two days, maybe I can meet this Zhuangziyan." ”

Gu Hongming smiled noncommittally: "Don't talk about the huge Jinling, even if you walk around this Yenching University, it is difficult to see the person you want to meet." ”

Wang Lijian has a different opinion, "I can't say, he is a new writer now, and sometimes he attends events, and Mr. Liu is a senior, so it is normal to have the opportunity to meet him." ”

Gu Hongming smiled and shook his head, "You are wrong, if this old cripple can usually participate in activities, as for not being able to find a figure all day long?"

Wang Lijian was a little stunned, and then remembered that the Mr. Liu in front of him was different from other masters in the literary circle, and before today, his impression of Liu He still came from old photos. If it weren't for Liu E's appearance being too obvious, he wouldn't have been able to recognize it as soon as he saw it.

Liu He leaned back in the chair, crossed his legs, and said somewhat casually: "Although Jinling is big, I believe that if there is fate, I will definitely be able to meet him." Speaking of which, it's just a fateful word, but you, a living literary tycoon, are here, watching people come to visit you, but they don't come, this is no reason to ask, do you know?"

As soon as he said this, Wang Lijian was startled, and he secretly looked at Gu Hongming's face to see if he was angry. If he is angry and unwilling to translate "Alive", it will really be a fire at the city gate and the fish in the pond.

But fortunately, Gu Hongming didn't seem to be angry, and said with a sneer: "Then I have to wait for good news to see if you, the old cripple, can meet Zhuang Ziyan in Jinling." ”

Wang Lijian secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was relieved.

……

Zhuang Yan, who returned to Jinling, did not rest for two days, then picked up his bag and flew to the United States, where he planned to stay there until the end of the National Day, the purpose of course was to prepare for "The Catcher in the Rye".

During the day, Zhuang Yan held a notebook and a camera to collect some customs and customs in various parts of the city, basically where there were more people, he would go to drill.

During this time, he visited various bars, cafes, and bookstores in the streets and alleys of New York, and then visited several schools around him.

Speaking of going to school, there is another little story that when he goes to every school, he will lie that he is a reporter from a certain website, hoping to interview the teachers and students of the school.

However, in one of the private schools similar to the aristocratic school, the school's security guard first asked him to show his work card, and after Zhuang Yan had no way to show his work card, the security guard actually picked up the walkie-talkie and started calling people.

And the shouting was very professional, "Please note that there is a suspicious person at the south gate of the school, about twenty-five years old, about one meter eight tall, and ...... weight"

Hearing the shouts of the security guard, Zhuang Yan could only turn around and run, without any ambiguity.

After collecting the wind during the day, Zhuang Yan would return to the hotel with a small notebook and a camera, make a classification and summary of the things collected during the day, and then write them down in another notebook.

Of course, not every night he does this, and some of the nights, Zhuang Yan plunged into the streets at night in order to experience the nightlife of New York.

Of course, the streets of New York are very different from the streets of Jinling, of course, the most different thing is that in some streets and alleys of New York, there will always be a woman with heavy makeup running to greet you.

Zhuang Yan didn't stay for a long time, but he had met several, all kinds of things, the youngest, who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old, learned from others to paint nondescript smoky makeup, but she couldn't hide the immaturity of her eyebrows. However, when she was sure that she could not make money from Zhuang Yan, she would also spit on the ground, and then cordially greeted Zhuang Yan's parents and even the ancestors of the eighteen generations.

There are also older ones, and Zhuang Yan has also met an aunt who looks forty or fifty years old, with a very strong figure, and at a glance, he can only see her frighteningly big rosacea nose. Before she came up to grab Zhuang Yan's arm, Zhuang Yan ran to the side as if she were running away, sighing as she walked, the taste of the American people is really elusive.

The price of these ladies in the service industry is generally ten to fifteen dollars, after all, it is a wandering warbler, and the price must not be high.

However, there are some exceptions, such as the little girl who is only fifteen or sixteen years old, I don't know if she doesn't understand the market, or because she is young and has a good market, so she asked for twenty dollars in one bite.

There is another one, that is, the rosacea, who shouted that it was only ten dollars when he was far away, and before he could get a few steps closer, the price dropped several times, from ten dollars to eight dollars, and finally he saw that Zhuang Yan was about to run, and shouted out the price of five dollars.

Zhuang Yan's mind came to mind the jinv in "The Catcher in the Rye", but more like the girl who asked for twenty dollars, Zhuang Yan slowly fused their images in his mind to form a new image.

Maybe the girl just now will never know that she has inadvertently become the prototype of a character in a novel.