Chapter 18:

In the evening's composition, because it was the first time to write, Dongfang Yao couldn't figure out Zhang Jin's situation, so he simply asked him to be casual and write whatever he wanted.

Zhang Jin thought about it for half an hour, and finally decided to write down the pictures he had seen before, about the crisis in Dongfang Manor, as a dream, whether the other party believed it or not, he felt that he had to do it. If you wait for something to happen, and then regret knowing that you knew it earlier, that's not his style.

It's definitely not okay to just take the liberty of writing that this is his own dream, even if it wasn't because he had an accident with someone else, this narrative style doesn't conform to his way of writing.

So at the beginning of the composition, he described a superstitious and witty old man in the form of a narrative.

This is an old man in his seventies who lives by the Qingjiang River, with filial children and a full house of children and grandchildren. The old man is seventy-two this year, and he will be seventy-three next year, according to the folk saying, 'seventy-three eighty-four, the king of Hades will not take himself away'. That said, it will be a hurdle for the elderly.

If the children are not filial and the life is not good, the old man may not have any memories of the world, but although he lost his wife in middle age, his children are filial in his later years, and his children and grandchildren are full, and when his life is so happy, it is difficult for the old man to accept that he may die.

Helplessly, this year's health has deteriorated, and in the second half of the year, even the most taboo male swollen feet and swollen faces of the elderly began to appear!

He feared every day that he would never wake up again if he fell asleep, and his daughters would not even know that they had died alone until the next morning.

Suddenly, one day, the old man felt that his feet and legs were swollen and could not move, and at that moment it was raining heavily, and this heavy rain lasted for several days.

The rainy weather made the old man's mood even lower, and he felt that God was crying for him. So, he called his children and explained the aftermath seriously.

The children naturally think that the old people are thinking too much, but they are filial, so they find someone to wait by the old man's side at night.

When the old man saw his children like this, he finally relieved himself. Then he soon fell asleep, and the sleeping old man soon fell asleep and had a strange dream.

This dream happened to be connected with the heavy rain outside the house, so at the beginning of the dream, the old man was very calm. But

This is a very terrifying dream, in the dream heavy rain continued to fall for many days, causing the Yangtze River to rise, many places were flooded, as the Yangtze River diversion of the Qingjiang River is naturally not spared.

However, at the beginning, the people on the banks of the Qingjiang River did not know that the Qingjiang River would rise. And the water in the Qingjiang River also came very suddenly. Or, although some people thought of it for a long time, but no one believed it. Therefore, in the middle of the night, when the flood suddenly became known, many people on the Qingjiang River did not realize it.

In the dream, the old man shouted loudly for help, hoping that everyone could hear the escape, but no one could hear it. Fortunately, the old man's home was on higher ground, so the old man's children were spared.

However, when the heavy rain stopped and everyone walked out of the house, the old man and his children saw that there were many corpses floating in the water not far from their doorstep, including infant children, nearby students, and neighbors!

They were blistered like rats with round eyes.

Of course, this is not the most terrifying, the most terrifying thing is that after the flood, when the old man was glad that his children were saved, the people of the entire Beijin City began to fall ill, including the filial sons and grandsons.

It's a terrible disease, and it's spreading very quickly.

The old man saw that those who he was glad to have not drowned in the Qingjiang River had all collapsed in this disease.

When the old man saw a television report on the death toll in Kitatsu City, his children had already been taken away by the disease. I don't know how long later, the old man in the dream learned that the disease was not a simple plague, but a flood that washed down the mountains of Crescent Island, washing out the bacteria and viruses left by the Japanese soldiers in the underground room there.

Fortunately, when the first column of patients in Beijin City was discovered, the state blocked the air and water areas taken by the city, otherwise......

At the end of the article, the old man died sadly and lonely in his own home, and there was no one to support him.

The article is not long, only about 1,000 words, and Zhang Jin carefully revised and revised it, trying to make it so that people who read it do not see the abnormalities in it. That's it, it's only an hour to finish. This also shows that its literary level and creative power are very high.

When the time was close to ten o'clock, Dongfang Yao also walked out of the study after finishing his own affairs, and saw Zhang Jin get up and walked over without saying a word to give a sneak peek.

"Don't you mind, right?" Dongfang Yao, who picked up the composition book, saw Zhang Jin's nervousness.

Zhang Jin shook his head, and then lowered his head and silently cleaned up the books on the table, but he didn't know how bad the face of the one who read the text was after a glance and ten lines.

I even slandered in my heart, how bad it was for him to write such an article to slander Xinyuezhou?

Of course, thinking so in his heart, Dongfang Yao still seriously looked for flaws in his self-righteousness in the article.

However, this article, in addition to being very well written and focused, has a fascinating charm in the text. As a sharp soldier who has often wandered on the verge of death, Dongfang Yao still perceives from the feelings of the old man in the article and the author's description of the background of the dream, what is hidden behind the words. Although he didn't know, this guess was right or not.

Reading the whole article with a wry smile, Dongfang Yao used it as a booklet and lightly tapped the author himself, who bowed his head and was silent, and chuckled: "I can understand that you have the psychology of hating the rich?"

(⊙_⊙) Zhang Jin's face was inexplicable.

"This article is probably not published. ”

Zhang Jin looked puzzled, and asked silently 'why'!

Dongfang Yao pulled a chair and sat down: "There are some problems with your focus! Let's not talk about the influence of your article on my Crescent Moon Villa! Hehe! As an article that is about to be submitted, although you describe the fear of an old man very well, if this article is published in the newspaper. So as an author, what do you want to show your readers? The fear of an old man, or the dream of an old man? Or will the Yangtze River flood next year?"

Dongfang Yao's words at the end made Zhang Jin's heart tremble, and his eyes were a little dodgy unconsciously. In the end, he is too young to lie.

And this appearance of his was also just right to be seen clearly by the person who was staring at him closely. Although the people who looked at him didn't understand, why did the other party express himself like this?

Smear Crescent Island, and then let the Oriental Villa, which will open in a month, open its doors to the streets?

If that's the case, then this little guy is too bold to write like this when he knows that he will be the first to read it, either stupid or stupid.

Either...... Will the Yangtze River flood next year?

No matter what, Dongfang Yao won't believe it.

"Every article has a focus, yours has a focus, but to put it mildly, your focus is a bit nonsense, and even if this article is really sent out, in the case of such a detailed description of you, it can constitute a crime, you know?"

"Ah, crime?" Zhang Jin was dumbfounded, this time he was really dumbfounded, his imperfect knowledge of the law made him not know that although China's law does not clearly stipulate what kind of crime it will be to deliberately create rumors that constitute panic, the law will convict according to Cheng Dù, who created panic.

"Yes, this crime will be convicted according to the panic that you have achieved by spreading rumors. ”

Zhang Jin was simply dumbfounded, he originally wanted to do good deeds. He wanted to remind Dongfang Yao that it was best for this person to discover the bacteria and viruses left behind by Little Japan hidden in the Crescent Island in advance. But he didn't want to commit a crime, he didn't want to go to jail, and when he thought that he would commit a crime and go to prison, the mentality of worrying about the country and the people that had arisen before was immediately gone.

After all, he is just a teenager, and he may be able to imagine the danger that a great disaster will bring to people, but after all, he has not experienced a great disaster, and he cannot imagine the specific consequences of the disaster. Therefore, when this 'great' mentality conflicts with his own interests, those who are a little selfish will immediately shrink their heads.

Zhang Jin is like this, and even he is a little smart, knowing that he had better stop at this point, if he goes deeper, he will definitely expose himself, and then let others know his difference.

After being silent for a while, Zhang Jin looked at Dongfang Yao, his eyes wandered and said, "Then I, I, can I write a new article." ”

"Yes. Dongfang Yao didn't want to pursue Zhang Jin's original intention of writing this article, in his eyes, this is the behavior of a child, maybe this is a dream that this little guy had last night, "Forget it today, it's already late, you can write it tomorrow." I don't care about that day or two. ”

"Oh!" Zhang Jin nodded, he didn't have any emotions and mood to write the next one today.