Today's two chapters, 7,000 words, asking for a monthly ticket, asking for a recommendation ticket, asking for a small reward......

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In the face of the resurgence of Liu Zhiji, a strong/traitor who has escaped legal punishment, Cheng Wenjin is naturally furious and indignant! This anger is not because the other party has snatched her position as the curator, although she has certain expectations for the position of curator, but in fact she is not so determined to win; her anger lies in the fact that she is also regarded as child's play by "those people" for the most basic fairness, justice, and the most basic bottom line of officialdom, the law, and society, and she feels desperate and sad about playing the common people like monkeys!

Although she was sad, despite her despair, she couldn't wait to stab the old rascal for the little girl who thought that justice had been demonstrated, but in the face of the old rascal's "resurrection", she had nothing but lament and curse. Not only that, but because the other party is her direct boss as the assistant curator, she usually sees each other and gets along with each other, and she has to give the old rascal the most basic courtesy against her will, such as greeting each other with a smile.

It's just a smile on the face, Cheng Wenjin also admits it, at most, he can pass the level in his heart by treating the smiling face on the surface as a substantive ridicule. However, what Cheng Wenjin didn't expect was that this old rascal didn't come for two days, and the ground hadn't been hot yet, so he sprouted his old way and began to hit himself with his ideas!

For example, in the past few days, this old rascal called her to his office if he had nothing to do, saying that he was responding to the call of the municipal party committee and municipal government to make the library better adapt to the development of the times and serve the city's "three civilizations". However. After the old rascal said a few opening remarks about "this construction, that construction" and "this civilization and that civilization", the tone of conversation immediately changed. Actively and enthusiastically started to talk to her, rounding around, inquiring about her personal situation outside the words, and at the same time being shameless, and not shy to say some boasting that made Cheng Wenjin blush and numb, which made Cheng Wenjin annoyed and secretly angry.

And just now. This second-rate son even said that she would not be at work tomorrow "on the weekend" anyway (the library is open from Tuesday to Sunday, closed on Monday, and Sunday is equivalent to a weekend) and asked her if she was free. If you have time, invite her to sing in the "Golden Triangle" at night. If she feels "not in the "Golden Triangle", the two of them can still go to Deshi, and if he agrees, he will call the car now.

Before Liu Zhiji's invitation was finished, he was rejected by the expressionless Cheng Wenjin, and then made an excuse. Quickly leaving this made her feel more and more sick. The curator's office is feeling more and more depressed.

Cheng Wenjin, who left the director's office on the first floor, did not go back to his small office, but went up the corner stairs to the reading room on the second floor. She has to go to the three reading rooms on the second floor several times a day to make rounds, one is to supervise the staff below, and when she is there, the work style and work outlook of these staff members who are usually lazy and lazy and ignore the demands of readers will be changed, and they will become enthusiastic and active; second, they will personally help readers solve some practical problems. For example, teach readers who want to find information but don't know how to use the index properly.

But today, Cheng Wenjin's mood was depressed and bad. Neither supervising the minds of the staff nor helping others, she planned to go to the library to find a novel and relax. Cheng Wenjin's main hobby is, of course, singing, but reading is also her interest. When she was in college, she was a literary youth for a while, and then she was attracted by Liang Jingquan, a talented man from the Chinese Department of C University, who was handsome, "talented and eight buckets", and "learned rich five cars", and was hot-headed, moths to the fire and fell in love with each other, and even finally married the other party despite the opposition of her parents, a poor scholar who was poor and white, and still has no regrets.

Of course, Cheng Wenjin, who has been a husband and wife with each other for so many years, has worked in the library and read countless novels, and her appreciation of literature has also risen a lot, and she already understands that her husband, the "talent" of the Chinese Department of C University in the past is just a vain name, and he has neither talent nor wealth.

She doesn't regret it, she still loves Liang Jingquan, a poor scholar and poor boy who is a little poor and sour, but still ambitious!

Cheng Wenjin looked at the shelves of modern and contemporary literature, European and American literature, and finally fixed his eyes on the American writer Scott Fitzgerald's "The Great Gatsby". Recently, she has become obsessed with Fitzgerald's novels. I just finished reading each other's "Gentle Night" last week, and I was very touched. The story of the other party's words with the temperament of a poet and dreamer can quite arouse the resonance and fit of Cheng Wenjin's deep spirit. This time, I am ready to read "The Great Gatsby", which has established the other party's place in the history of American literature and made it one of the most outstanding American writers of the 20th century. A Chinese female writer that Cheng Wenjin likes, Zhang Ailing, once said: "Fitzgerald is the American writer I admire the most." He is a genius! His writing skills are superb! His works have a strong character of the times, the narrative is clear, the style is elegant, and the words and sentences are colorful!"

In fact, Cheng Wenjin learned about the American writer who died in 1940 from Zhang Ailing's "mouth".

Cheng Wenjin carefully pulled "The Great Gatsby" out of the bookshelf, and was about to leave to return to his office on the first floor to read it slowly, when suddenly a figure flashed from the side and entered the adjacent bookshelf of popular science books. This figure made Cheng Wenjin feel a little familiar.

Cheng Wenjin was a little surprised, and after only hesitating for three or four seconds, he stepped on the steps of the other party, intending to take a look. If it is really an acquaintance, when she arrives at her "territory", she doesn't see it, but since she has seen it, it is really against Cheng Wenjin's way of doing things if she doesn't say hello to the other party.

From the bookshelf of European and American literature to the bookshelf of popular science books next door, just standing at one end of the bookshelf, the image of a young boy bending over and pouting his hips and moving his fingers against the rows of spines appeared in front of Cheng Wenjin's eyes.

Isn't this boy a classmate in the same grade as Xiaoya? Oh, by the way, his name is Wang Bo!

Seeing Wang Bo for the first time, Cheng Wenjin immediately hooked the corners of his mouth. laughed. The memory of meeting each other twice also came to mind as clearly as the moonlight on the lotus pond - no way, this little guy impressed her too deeply, and it was the first time she was called a sister by a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in front of her after thirty. This shout from the other party. It made her secretly happy for several days, and she had the illusion that she seemed to be ten or twenty years younger. In addition, her daughter's enthusiastic and cheerful personality also left a deep impression on her.

Since she met her daughter's classmate, and Cheng Wenjin had a good impression of Wang Bo, she planned to go up and say hello to the other party. The little guy seemed to be looking for some kind of book, and she could just see if she could help. It was the first time I saw this little guy. People generously want to free the order for her and her daughter, and now that the little guy has come to his own territory, she should be received as a "sister". No more rudeness.

"Wang Bo?" Cheng Wenjin walked up lightly and shouted in a low voice.

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Wang Bo was standing in front of a book about the origin of the universe called "The First Three Minutes of the Universe", and was about to take it out, when he suddenly heard someone next to him calling him. Meanwhile. There was a faint fragrance from the end of his nose, which he was very familiar with, and almost exactly the same as that of his girlfriend Liang Ya. Wang Bo was startled, thinking that Liang Ya was coming, and was about to open his mouth to call the girl's name, but when he tilted his head, what appeared in his sight was a small black suit on the upper body and pencil pants of the same color on the lower body. Pretty, tasteful young woman. The young woman has a warm smile on her face. He was looking at him cordially and friendly.

"Ah, Cheng, Aunt Cheng!You, hello!" Wang Bo didn't expect to meet Liang Ya's mother in the library, and he was very surprised. He turned his eyes and saw that the other party was still holding a book in his hand, thinking that the other party also came to the library to check the materials like himself, and immediately said enthusiastically, "Aunt Cheng, are you also here to look for materials in the library? What materials do you want to find? If you don't mind, I can help you find them." Wang Bo was just halfway through his words, and suddenly remembered that his girlfriend had told him that his mother was working in the library, and he immediately felt bad, and he was about to correct his mistakes, but he was immediately alert that something was wrong: Liang Ya and he were in love secret, if he said this, wouldn't he be a gangster all of a sudden?

Wrong, wrong, wrong! Wang Bo immediately rejoiced.

"Pss She was still thinking about the hospitable scene when she and Xiaoya went to this little guy's rice noodle shop to eat rice noodles for the first time, but she didn't expect that when this little guy arrived at the library, his own territory was also "unchanged in nature", warm and generous. Cheng Wenjin's mood suddenly became happy, and most of the bad mood caused by the pervert Liu Zhiji not long ago disappeared at once. Looking at the active and enthusiastic appearance of the big boy in front of him, Cheng Wenjin suddenly had an urge to tease the other party, so Cheng Wenjin quietly put the "Great Gatsby" in his hand behind him, and said with great interest:

"Oh, yes? Thank you for that. I'm looking for a novel by a modern American author, do you have any good recommendations?"

Wang Bo was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect the other party to be interested in modern and contemporary American novels. In Wang Bo's consciousness, the novels that ordinary girls like to read are basically romance novels such as Qiong Yao and Cen Karen; those who are a little deeper and a little bourgeoisie read two novels by Zhang Ailing and Haruki Murakami; as for going further, they will flip through Kafka's "Metamorphosis", but they generally can't understand it, and they are mainly used to pretend to be literary youths. As for some of the post-80s and post-90s girls that Wang Bo came into contact with in later generations, Aunt Qiong Yao's "Deep Love and Rain" is too "profound" for them.

However, he looked at the woman in front of him again: noble, elegant, whether it was speech or movement, demeanor, including the posture of standing, gave people a very cultured feeling. It can be said that among all the women Wang Bo has come into contact with in his past and present lives, his girlfriend's mother, Cheng Wenjin, no matter what aspect he observes, no matter what standard he observes, and measures, the other party is the most polite, the most feminine natural softness and amorous woman! Wang Bo thought to himself, what is so strange about such a well-educated lady with a thousand manners who likes American literature? Doesn't this just show that the other party is not superficial and has connotation?

Hey, if you talk about other French literature, I really don't have much to do with Russian literature, and I can't say anything, but the other party asked him to recommend British and American literature, which can be said to be right in the middle of the game for myself, a student in the English language and literature department who studied dozens of original English books in college.

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PS: I'm sorry, I took anti-inflammatory pills last night, I was drowsy, and I forgot to update it when I fell asleep all of a sudden. 7,000 words to express gratitude!(To be continued.) )