From a distance, a piece of blue comes into view, it is the pure blue of the sky and the noble blue of the sea, and the water and sky are even more beautiful. Snow-white clouds like marshmallows float in the sky, dancing like fairies dressed in white against a turquoise background. Where water and sky meet, the waves rise and fall. It was as if a house had appeared, a ship sailing away.

It's Mumbai in January, a picturesque seaside city.

After Amir Hui and Dixit, the little Lori, separated from the school, they and Amir Yu went straight back to the classroom.

The classmates in the classroom, dozens of people have come together, and they are all busy with this matter.

But I saw Ziqi in a daze, his head fell little by little, and when he fell to the lowest place, he suddenly lifted it up again and woke up.

Amirhui smiled, "You didn't sleep last night." ”

Ziqi nodded, muttering to himself in his heart: "I just thought I was going to school today last night, and I played too crazy." ”

"If the meat is not pecked, it will not become a cake." But when he heard Ah San beside him, he shook his head and said: "There are unpredictable storms in the sky, and people have the egg tower of the moment." ”

"What nonsense are you talking about" Ziqi immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this, and he reasoned with Ah San out of tune.

"So energetic." Amirhui smiled and sat down.

Ah San nodded, and said with a serious face: "We are well-known good children."

As he spoke, Ah San patted Amir Hui's arm: "Xiao Huihui, have you written this "Mercenary World" in the past two days?" ”

The thin monkey wanted to say it for a long time, but they interrupted him, so he took over the conversation and said: "Yes, I haven't seen it for two days, I'm in a hurry." How is the protagonist? ”

"Where has the plot got?" Zi Qi also let go of Ah San when he heard it, and nodded like a chicken. and the skinny monkey they busily pestered Amir Hui.

Last week, because of the noise of Ah San, the classmates all knew that Amir Hui had written a novel about Western fantasy. Amir Hui has become a 'star' in the school, and has received a lot of attention.

As soon as I heard that this novel was very good, everyone's hearts were like cats scratching, but most people never had the opportunity to read it. Now I can only watch the guys here chatting with great interest.

Zi Qi, only felt that the eyes around him seemed to be full of admiration and surprise, every time they mentioned the matter of this mercenary, he looked forward to Shenfei looking left and right, and when he finished speaking, his chin was also raised high, and the expression seemed to say: Come and worship me, haha, who made me and Amir Hui good friends, a few of us can see such a wonderful novel for the first time every day!

Young people just love to be in the limelight, so his smile is so proud and untouchable.

Skinny monkeys, they probably do the same.

But Amirhui's next words made their smiles disappear.

Amirhui said: "No, "Mercenary" will be written in a while! ”

"Ah" Ah San heard this, his head shook like a rattle: "How can this work, I still want to see it"

Ziqi, Skinny Monkey, and the classmates behind were also anxious, they were really fascinated, and now they told them that they wouldn't write the book, and they didn't have to read it, so it wasn't torture.

At this moment, it was like a bombing nest to crusade against Amir Hui.

No matter how much it is, it is useless, Amir Huifeng said lightly: "No way, who asked me to submit the text of the Education Bureau's cultural competition." ”

Ziqi and the others are called vomiting blood in their hearts, what kind of game is so important, it can be more important than our mercenaries!

They are not good students, when they think of this kind of text, they taste like chewing wax and are drowsy, where can they be better than the mercenary world?!

"Whatever, I want a mercenary," Ziqi, this kid, shouted very heartlessly.

The thin monkey also shouted heartlessly: "Yes, yes, yes, who made the mercenary you kid write so good-looking, it's uncomfortable not to look at this day." ”

Ah San's child has a temper and loves to play and make trouble, but he also knows the severity, and this time he helped Amir Hui speak: "Well, but this game is recommended by the principal, so I can't help but write it." Xiao Huihui, then you write this first, and then write mercenaries after writing with your heart."

"When my novel is written, I'll be the first one to show Ah San," Amir Hui laughed.

After speaking, he took out a pen and paper and wrote on a blank piece of paper.

The sound of salsa is connected, and it seems that the person holding the pen is confident.

In the past few days, he has already figured out how to deal with the works of this competition, anyway, there are decades of works that are enough to squander by himself. Just come up with an impressive book!

Ziqi and the others glanced at each other, and they also knew that the matter was irreparable, and Ah San was also right, Amir Hui's business was important.

I had to sigh in my heart. I just want this article to be finished soon!

In their eyes, they think that the visibility is definitely not as good as that of mercenaries.

Amirhui laughed.

Only Ah Sanyi's eyes were full of curiosity and observed.

I saw several large Sanskrit words written on the title page: "Lost Inheritance"

I think it's a strange name. Ah San thought nonchalantly.

Amiryu in front of her poked her head from time to time, her eyes swept away, and she frowned slightly.

Lost heredity?

What quirky names?

This literary contest is a literary contest held in the province, and she can't afford not to pay attention to it, and if she writes it well, she even squeezes into the top few, and there may be extra points for graduation.

You can't just scribble! was anxious, but Amir Yu didn't want to disturb Amir Hui.

・・・・・・・

Only Amirhui knows what he's writing about!

"The Lost Inheritance" is also translated as "Lost" and so on. 2006 Booker Prize-winning novel. Kieran Desai, a post-70s Indian emerging female writer, has been facing the wall for eight years, causing fierce protests in India. The characters in the novel are impressively portrayed, and each character is vivid and ready to be revealed.

Drunkards, young people who are hopeful about the future, old people who are decadent and hopeless...... Although the novel ends on an optimistic note, there is a melancholy tone throughout, which is blended into a lot of comedic storylines and funny descriptions that make for a lot of memorable read.

After reading this work, Amirhui commented that the whole work is like a lyric poem from beginning to end, blending the sadness and helplessness of life and the warmth of the veins: the challenges of globalization that people face, the struggle of little people in a corner of the world, the loneliness of the elderly on the edge of civilization, and of course, the love of father and son, the love of men and women......

This is definitely one of the most remarkable works in India's recent history!

Not to mention that it is used to deal with the literary contest of a provincial education bureau, even if it is compared with the whole of India, it is not weaker than others!