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"This should be it." A middle-aged man with a black briefcase, black trousers, a white shirt, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses carefully looked at a street sign that had been damaged by the sun and rain, and kept speculating in his mind, and finally came to the conclusion that this was Limuk Shu Estate.

Hu Wenliang is the deputy editor-in-chief of the Ming Pao Evening News, and the reason why he went to great lengths to come to the remote area of Tsuen Wan from Xiangjiang Island was for a martial arts novel called "Heroes".

In fact, seriously speaking, even if "Heroes" is very well written, and he is extremely optimistic, thinking that "Heroes" is very commercially valuable, it seems that he does not have to work as an associate editor-in-chief?

In fact, the main reason is that when this novel was sent, it only attached the author's name and address, and there was not even a phone number. Even if he wanted to inform the author that his novel had been accepted, he could only do so by letter and in person.

But when he saw the novel, it had been more than a week since it had been sent. After receiving no reply for such a long time, he was worried that the author would not be able to survive, so he handed over the novel to other newspapers. If this is the case, it will undoubtedly be a loss for the "Ming Pao Evening News".

That's why he decided not to reply to the letter, but to go straight to it.

When he came to the Limushu Public Housing Village, and saw these chaotic buildings, all of them coming in and out of the low-level citizens, similar to the slums, he finally knew why the author had missed the phone. Because it's not that the author omitted to fill in at all, but that there is no phone number to fill in at all.

In this way, it is logical that he made up a paragraph about a down-and-out genius who has never met a talent, and painstakingly wrote a "Hero" that is also sad.

"Block 10, Seventh Floor, Limuk Shue Estate, it looks like you have to climb a long flight of stairs." Hu Wenliang stood in front of a seven-story old building, looking at the dim and deep stairwell, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned.

Grandma Wang, who lived on the sixth floor, was panicked in the house, so she opened the door, took a small bench and sat outside the door, taking advantage of the yin wind in the stairwell to choose water spinach.

"Hello, this grandma."

"Is there something wrong?" Grandma Wang, who was choosing vegetables, heard someone greeting her, but she didn't raise her head, and waited until the other party asked a few times in a row, and almost walked away impatiently, she responded very lightly.

She had seen this kid just now, and he looked like a human dog, but whoever told him to walk past not only didn't even say hello, but also walked upstairs as if he didn't see her, which was too rude. So she didn't remind him either, saying that the family upstairs had gone out, and there was no one upstairs now.

"Call you angry, aren't you asking for my grandma Wang yet?" Grandma Wang snorted coldly in her heart.

Hu Wenliang naturally didn't know that he had offended the grandma in front of him just now because he didn't "respect the old and love the young" in time, and he thought that the grandma was behind his ears, so he raised his voice and asked loudly: "Grandma, I want to ask if Mr. Lin Jing lives here?" ”

"Don't be so loud, your grandma and I are not deaf yet." Grandma Wang said without concealing it, and looked Hu Wenliang up and down with a suspicious look, "Are you looking for Ah Jing?" She's not a gentleman. ”

Being scolded by an old man in his seventies and eighties, Hu Wenliang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, but he finally knew that Lin Jing did live here, but he couldn't understand the second half of Grandma Wang's words, because he was convinced that "Heroes" was written by a gentleman named Lin Jing.

"Xiaolinzi, I finished work so early today."

Just when Deputy Editor-in-Chief Hu was relieved that he had finally found a place, Grandma Wang suddenly greeted her very warmly, and turned around to see a middle-aged man in a jeans and T-shirt.

Lin Liwei couldn't cry or laugh at Grandma Wang's liking to call herself "Xiaolinzi" by relying on the old and selling the old, but he didn't have the slightest solution, because he had tried to make her call herself "Awei" before, but she smiled and agreed every time, and then forgot that she would call herself "Xiaolinzi" the next time they met.

Lin Liwei shook his head to suppress some bad impressions, and then patiently replied: "I haven't finished work yet, come back and get something." Wang Po, are you choosing a dish? ”

"yes." Grandma Wang said with a smile, and when her eyes turned to Deputy Editor-in-Chief Hu, she suddenly remembered something, her smile was full of gossip, and she pretended to be inadvertent: "Xiao Linzi, there is a gentleman here, saying that he is looking for 'Mr. Lin Jing', and your grandma is probably looking for Ah Jing." ”

"Hello, are you looking for Lin Jing?" Lin Liwei was surprised, and then took a deep look at the strange "successful person" next to him, "It can't be the wrong place, right?" ”

"That's right, the address says here, you don't have two 'Lin Jing' here, right?" Hu Wenliang was a little confused.

Lin Liwei saw that although the other party was a little "ignorant", he didn't find anything wrong, so he greeted. "Alright, let's go up and talk."

"Contemptible Hu Wenliang, the current deputy editor-in-chief of "Ming Pao Evening News", haven't you asked Mr. for your surname?" Going upstairs is the seventh floor, that is, looking for someone, Hu Wenliang secretly breathed a sigh of relief, finally did not run in vain, and then introduced himself.

"My name is Lin Liwei, and I am Lin Jing's father." Lin Liwei replied as he opened the door, but he was even more confused at this time.

"The house is simple, please don't be surprised, sit down, I'll pour you a glass of water." Lin Liwei pushed the door in, beckoned Hu Wenliang to sit down, and then poured him a glass of boiled water.

"Lin Jing?" After running for most of the day, Hu Wenliang was also a little thirsty, so he took a small sip of the boiling water in the cup, and then asked in a good time.

"She's my daughter." Lin Liwei frowned deeply, he didn't understand that the guy in front of him, who claimed to be the deputy editor-in-chief of "Ming Pao Evening News", didn't even know who his daughter was, so he came to the door rashly. He doesn't remember when his daughter would have been in contact with the Ming Pao Evening News?

"Daughter?" Hu Wenliang, who was carrying the cup, was stunned, he never thought that the person who could write a deep and heavy men's martial arts novel like "Heroes" would be a woman. But this didn't make him feel unacceptable, because then Lin Liwei added a sentence that made him feel broken.

"She's fifteen years old."

Burst!

Hu Wenliang, who had just taken another sip of water, suddenly squirted out the water in his mouth again.

"Fifteen-year-old ......"

Cough! Cough! Cough!

Hu Wenliang was so surprised that his glasses fell off, and the water that he just drank and sprayed out of his trousers was damp, and what was even more rude was that he almost said the words "fifteen-year-old little girl", but fortunately he was still coughing, so he didn't say the next few words clearly.

"Mr. Hu, are you okay?" Lin Liwei handed Deputy Editor-in-Chief Hu a towel.

"It's okay, it's okay." Hu Wenliang took the towel and wiped it on his trousers indiscriminately. He didn't know that Lin Liwei had already branded him as "unreliable".

"It's okay, Ah Jing?" Lin Liwei wanted to know what his daughter had done to make this deputy editor-in-chief Hu so out of shape.

"That's right, your daughter, Miss Lin Jing, she ......"

While Lin Liwei and Hu Wenliang were talking, Lin Jing and Lin Yan were also on their way home.