"There are too many people writing about Yanjing, and it's not my turn to write it. Zhuang Yan said with a smile, "Besides, what can I write about Yanjing, do I want to write about fried liver? I have lived in Jinling for so many years, and I have never thought of writing about Jinling." ”

In fact, he also wanted to say that it was not up to him to decide what he wanted to write, but to see if he could achieve his dreams related to Yanjing.

Wang Lijian also had nothing to say, and he didn't really want Zhuang Yan to write Yanjing.

"You stay in Jinling every day, you haven't gone out much, and of course you don't think about writing about Jinling. If you have been away from Jinling for a long time, you may remember to write about it, and you will also remember where you came from. Wang Lijian said.

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows, and Wang Lijian's words reminded him of the three questions Qiao Stein asked him in his dream, who are you, where are you from, and where are you going.

"Brother Wang, where did you say we came from and where are we going?" Zhuang Yan couldn't help but ask.

Wang Lijian was obviously stunned for a moment, and Ren Lian next to him also looked inexplicable.

"Why did you suddenly ask such a question? How did you become the same as Liang Zhuoru. Wang Lijian said.

Liang Qichao is a professor in the Department of Philosophy, so it is no wonder that Wang Lijian would say this.

"I just want to ask these questions, and I've been a little confused lately, and I've been thinking about these questions. Zhuang Yan said.

"I don't think you should be foolish, there is no answer to this kind of question, human existence is inherently illusory, and the way you exist depends on what you believe. Wang Lijian frowned and thought for a while and continued, "For example, if you ask an old Chinese man, he will definitely knock on your head and say that you are stupid, you were born by your parents, and you don't even know it." If you ask a little deeper, he may also tell you that people are made out by Nuwa, and we are all born with mud. If you ask a Christian, he promises to tell you that man was created by God. ”

However, this is not a philosophical answer. ”

"Hehe, why do you have to have a philosophical answer, besides, what is philosophy, to put it in layman's terms, is the study and thinking of problems. If we have to talk about philosophy, maybe everyone has different views on philosophy, and since everyone has different definitions of philosophy, why force everyone to have the same view on philosophical issues?" Wang Lijian said.

"Isn't there any logic at all?" Zhuang Yan asked.

Wang Lijian shook his head, "I don't know much about philosophy, but I think that philosophical thinking is originally to remove those rules and regulations, and in the logic of philosophy, tolerance should be the key factor." ”

"If you really want to know more, you can ask Liang Zhuoru. Wang Lijian added.

Zhuang Yan rubbed his head and smiled, and did not respond to the words about going to Liang Qichao. Not surprisingly, he was going to that dream again tonight, to take Jostein's philosophical theory class, and he didn't want to provoke a philosophy professor in reality.

Ren Lian stayed by the side for a while, and suddenly asked, "Zhuang Yan, does your new book have anything to do with this, philosophy?"

Zhuang Yan shook his head, "No, these questions are what I thought about recently, and the new book was thought of last time I came to Yanjing, and the two have nothing to do with each other." The new book will express something more positive. ”

"Something positive?" Wang Lijian's eyes lit up, he didn't expect Zhuang Yan to suddenly let go.

Wang Lijian looked at Ren Lian next to him, and a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth, it seems that Zhuang Yan will treat different people differently.

Zhuang Yan nodded: "Similar to courage and perseverance, I can't say anything about the new book, but what I want to express is indeed something more direct and positive." ”

Of course, Wang Lijian will not miss the opportunity to continue to ask, he asked, "What kind of story will it be?"

"Probably ......" Zhuang Yan just wanted to say, but suddenly stopped again and said with a smile, "Forget it, let's tell you, anyway, after today's award ceremony, I will ask Yao Qian to talk to you about publishing." ”

"Aren't you going to serialize it on the Internet this time?" Wang Lijian asked.

Zhuang Yan shook his head, "No, just publish the physical book, and then the website will be synchronized together, readers can see the entity if they want to see the entity, and if they want to see the electronic version, they can watch the electronic version." ”

"That's good, chapter by chapter, rushing to death. Ren Lian said with a smile.

Zhuang Yan smiled and continued, "There is not much that the new book can tell you, after all, it is a novella, and the length is so large, just talk about it, and I feel that the whole story will be finished for you." In fact, the story is the story of a fisherman and a fish, maybe more than one fish, it should be regarded as a group of fish. ”

Ren Lian suddenly smiled and said, "Did the old fisherman finally put the goldfish back into the sea?"

Wang Lijian also laughed, "I'm afraid I won't put it back so easily." ”

Zhuang Yan was also stunned for a moment before he realized what these two people were laughing at, they should have thought of the story of Pushkin's fisherman and goldfish.

"You, you, just as if I didn't say anything. ”

"No, we're joking, just go on. Ren Lian hurriedly said.

Zhuang Yan rolled his eyes, coughed lightly and said, "The story goes like this, there is such a fisherman, he goes fishing every day, although his family is very poor, but he sets a rule for himself, only cast the net four times a day. One day, he had cast the net three times, but had not caught anything, and when the fourth net came up, he found a brass bottle. This bottle ......"

Ren Lian and Wang Lijian were still listening carefully to Zhuang Yan at first, but when they listened to it, they felt wrong, why did this story become more familiar the more they listened?

It wasn't until they heard Zhuang Yan say that there was a devil jumping out of the bottle, and they finally realized that what he was talking about was his new book, which was "The Fisherman's Tale".

"Okay, you Zhuang Yan, make fun of us. Wang Lijian feigned anger.

"Don't you dare, you first talked about the farmer and the goldfish, I thought you liked to listen to this kind of fairy tale. Zhuang Yan said with a smile.

"Your heart is too small. Ren Lian said quietly.

Zhuang Yan laughed, "Okay, everything that should be said has been said, what is written, you better wait for the book to come back and buy a copy at the bookstore." ”

Wang Lijian also smiled: "We printed the book ourselves, and I still have to go to the bookstore to buy it?"

He looked at Ren Lian again and said, "Miss Ren shouldn't go to the bookstore to buy it at that time, I'll send you a copy directly from our publishing house." ”

Ren Lian smiled and nodded, "That's good." ”

The three of them said that it was not too early, it was almost noon, and Zhuang Yan and they were still preparing to go to the awards ceremony, so they drove back first.

Ren Lian returned to her residence with a box of fried liver and steamed buns that had already been cooled, and as soon as she opened the door, He Xiaoya complained: "Sister Lian, how did you buy breakfast until noon, and I didn't answer your call." ”

"Lots of people, queues. ”