These words naturally aroused Chen Feng's curiosity.

However, he didn't continue to ask, but put on a listening look, and Mr. Hong seemed to be a man with a story.

"Do you know what it means to be alive?" Hong Xie asked this inexplicable question, and he naturally didn't ask Chen Feng to answer it for him, but said it to himself.

"When I was your age, I was young and high-spirited, and I felt that I would definitely be a big man in the future. At that time, the slogan of civilization construction had only been interested for a few years, so I ran out before I finished high school, thinking that it was better to study hard than to make a career, and I always thought that one day I would be able to let my family see my own income......"

“…… After seven or eight years of confusion, I found that I was just an ordinary person, even worse than those ordinary people who were down-to-earth, and fled back from that bustling metropolis in a gloomy way, carrying thousands of dollars stolen from home in my arms when I went, and when I went back, I had thousands of yuan of severance pay in my pocket......"

“…… After coming back, I followed the old worker next door to help people do repairs from 5 to 9, thinking that this life might be like this, and I was bitter for a while, and I was hiding in the quilt and crying every night, and my family was distressed, and I spent a lot of money to let me, an older young man with no education, enter the university......"

“…… Later, I became the only student in the school who passed the teacher's review, and several roommates who were younger than me but had been taking care of me were happy for me, and that year, the world had already changed a lot, literati were welcome wherever they went, not to mention the profession of teacher, and I was so excited that I didn't sleep well for several days when I returned to my hometown to teach......"

“…… It's strange to say, when I was young, I was most annoyed by the teacher, but I ended up being a teacher, and, the longer I was a teacher, the more I felt that I couldn't do without this line of work. ”

"This is a terrible question, I went crazy and wanted to know the answer, as if I couldn't continue to live without knowing the answer, but I couldn't find the answer, I couldn't find it, which greatly affected my life, and even had certain mental problems, and I almost lost my job as a teacher."

"When the respected old headmaster patted me on the shoulder, reprimanded me with a strong voice, and asked me if I wanted to continue working, I was excited, I came to my senses, I forced myself to forget the problem, forced myself to get back on track, and in the end, I forced myself to believe that the meaning of my life is to be a teacher, to tell others the beauty hidden in books."

"Anyway, that's a good and good reason, isn't it?" Hong Xie stopped his recollections, stared at Chen Feng, and asked.

"Uh, yes; No, is that just a reason? Chen Feng almost didn't come to his senses when he switched from listening to stories to asking questions, he knew that Mr. Hong had a knot in his heart.

But in his opinion, Hong Xie's behavior is simply asking for his own suffering.

Why do you say that you have nothing to do with the proposition of "the meaning of human life", such a philosophical question of such breadth and depth, even Nietzsche, a madman, may not be able to fully figure it out?

Although he couldn't understand it in his heart, Chen Feng showed a pensive look on his face, and said: "I think, living is living, why do you think so much, just live happily." ”

Hong Xie smiled and said, "Young man, it's enough to have such an idea. ”

"Hmm." Chen Feng nodded in agreement, he was indeed a young man, although he was a traverser, he was only in his twenties in his previous life.

"Little ghost," Hong Xie scolded with a smile, "Actually, I wasn't prepared to talk to you about this nonsense, but I'm so happy today, and you look like a listener again, hey, I'm a shame on this old guy." ”

"No, the teacher's story is very touching." Chen Feng said.

"Forget it, don't talk about these things that you don't have, there's so much nonsense, it's time to get down to business." Hong Xie waved his hand and said with a straight face: "Do you remember the two manuscripts you handed me for the first time?" I sent one of them to Xinghan Magazine, and it successfully passed the review. ”

"What about the other one?" Chen Feng asked following Hong Xie's words.

"Is Tibetan Buddha in love?" Hong Xie said, a few glints flashing in his eyes.

"You know what. After reading that story, for a long time after I finished reading it, the scene in the book would inexplicably come to my mind, the poem, the monk, the lotus flower...... I'm almost fifty years old, and I actually wipe a handful of old tears because of the love written in it, you say, if I send such a story to Xinghan Magazine as a contribution, wouldn't it be crazy? Hong Xie said a lot of words very emotionally.

"What do you mean, that story is good?" Chen Feng swallowed his saliva and asked.

"It's not just good, it's just a fascinating story." Hong Xie took a big sip of tea and continued: "This kind of story deserves its due treatment, so I copied this story and sent it to the competition." ”

"What game? Also, teacher, why do you want to copy it? Chen Feng felt that he had more and more questions.

"You should be familiar with the Youth Literature Contest. As for copying it, hum, as for the manuscript, it is natural for me to keep it as a teacher. Hong Xieli said confidently.

Chen Feng understood that the reason why his two manuscripts were "defeated" to Gu Man was not because he couldn't write well, but because he wrote too well, so he asked Hong Xie to make another arrangement.

This result really made Chen Feng a little crying and laughing, which is certainly a good thing, but it also means that his previous psychological torture was in vain.

As for the Youth Literature Contest, it is known as the "Cradle of Genius" competition, and only those under the age of 25 who have a certain literary reputation are eligible to participate, and they should not be qualified enough.

However, Chen Feng thought about it, it was just a right to participate, and it had no impact on the outcome of the competition, and it didn't seem to be difficult for people like Mr. Hong.

"Then, what about the second delivery of the boy's tour?" Chen Feng asked again.

"Juvenile Tour?" When Hong Xie heard this, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter. ，

"Although that story is a little less aura than Tibetan Buddha love, it is also a rare masterpiece, I sent it to an old friend of mine, and now it is estimated that he is treating that manuscript as a treasure, with his current identity, naturally will not bury this story."

"Is it a transcription too?"

"Of course."

“……”

……

At this point, everything fell into place.

And Hong Xie looked for Chen Feng because the Tibetan Buddha love received a great response among people in the industry, and at the same time, Zhou Changming also traveled to this hometown.

The living legend happened to be holding a banquet here, so he sent an invitation to Hong Xie, of course, the main purpose was to meet the student who had written about Tibetan Buddhism.

"So, it was Mr. Zhou's invitation that made you feel the sense of accomplishment of being a teacher, and even a trace of the meaning of life? And then you confide it out to me? Chen Feng asked with some discouragement.

"Generally speaking, it seems like this, a legend deserves to be a legend." Hong Xie piously admired.

“…… Nima, what do you say Thinking about the meaning of human life, I really believe in your evil ......" Chen Feng scolded, but nodded with the same pious expression on his face as Hong Xie.

"Remember to go to the banquet together this weekend, oh yes, don't forget to change your clothes, so as not to lose the face of our Jiangcheng people." Hong Xie said expectantly.

“……”