"What? Our little writer, the wonder boy, the Oriental girl, has earned enough fame in the UK, and this is back? ”

Looking at the young man in front of him who smelled of sweat and was still wearing a well-fitting suit, Chen Lijun frowned and said with a smile.

"Hey, hey, Sister Chen, I'm smiling! It's not like I'm coming to you as soon as I come back, not to mention giving you a cup of tea to drink, I can't do this, I still want to stay with you for a few days, I can't stay at home, those reporters are so horrible that they can eat me. ”

"Oh? That's really hard for them, I think their lives are really miserable to eat such a dirty thing. ”

After getting along with the teenager a lot, Chen Lijun actually opened her mouth to joke, looking at Zhang Zhenyi's deflated appearance, her psychology was immediately happy, in fact, when she saw the young man in front of her sweating, she knew in her heart that he must have come over as soon as he came back, and she was indeed a little moved in her heart.

poured a glass of water and put it in front of the young man, then got up and took out a towel in the bathroom on the side and handed it to the young man, Zhang Zhenyi was not polite, took the towel that was obviously not new and wiped it on his face, the faint fragrance came to his nose, and he sneezed suddenly.

"Whose towel is this, such a heavy woman's fragrance!"

couldn't help but ask, and then I was dumbfounded, is there anyone else in this room, I am really stupid enough, I raised my eyes and glanced at the beauty in front of me, only to see that her face showed a trace of ruddy, it seems that my words are not small.

Immediately, the two fell into silence, Zhang Zhenyi wiped the sweat on his face with his own care, and then took a few mouthfuls of water, then reached out and took out four books from the cloth bag, which was the British version of "HarrypotterandThesorcerer'sstone".

put it on Chen Lijun's desk, without saying a word, turned around and left, the beautiful woman didn't stop him, looked at the four books on the table, and after a while, he let out a chuckle.

"You little brat, you still know that women are fragrant!"

Touched the four books on the desk, looked at the very neatly signed italics signature, and there was a beautiful line of English below, the woman couldn't help but feel a little stupid, since the first time she saw the boy, she was embarrassed by his somewhat presumptuous gaze, and unconsciously knew the little guy for almost a year, from an ordinary peasant boy at the beginning, he has grown into a famous little writer who is now a sensation in the UK, this guy will really surprise people, these four books are probably for themselves, There are also three books for the three little naughty ones in the family, all of whom are children, why is the difference so big.

After the boy left the bank, he hurriedly rushed to a middle school, he came back this time with more than 100 books, in addition to the classmates in the class each hand consumed half of the hand, the other is going to be sent every person, early to get early, late to get no, anyway, no money, is Newton boss sent, if it is not for the strength of the dynasty army, at most he will bring a dozen or twenty copies back to send to acquaintances, ordinary people send you the English version you can't understand.

"Jingle bell!"

A string of doorbells rang, and in less than three seconds, I saw Li Jiahui's little girl open the door, and when she saw that it was Zhang Zhenyi standing at the door, she immediately screamed.

"Ah--grandma, come and see, it's Zhang Zhenyi who is here, mom come and see!"

Nima, I'm not a gorilla in the zoo, how do you feel like being watched by you, the boy directly dragged the girl speechlessly, walked directly into the house and sat on the sofa, and poured the water directly into his mouth without knowing who was drinking on the table.

"Oops, I'm dying of thirst!"

"Oh, who refused to even give a glass of water to the little writer who won glory for the country, come on, come on, Xiaojuan, hurry up and get some sugar and get him a cup of sugar water to drink,"

Lao Li looked at the sweaty teenager, her face looked particularly excited, she has been paying attention to the news of the teenager all day, as an English teacher, she knows very well how great it is to write an English novel and sell millions of copies in the English country, no Chinese has achieved this level, and it is not bad to call it a national glory.

When her daughter-in-law Li Juan heard this, she went into the kitchen, and Yang Lie saw her holding a huge pear juice bottle, which turned out to be a slow jar of white sugar, scooped two spoonfuls and poured them into a white porcelain cup, washed the boiling water and put it in front of the young man.

"Thank you, auntie!"

"Shinichi, when did your book sell to China, how could you write a book that was sold abroad first and not sold in China?"

The old gentleman said what the young man thought in a word, and sure enough, Jiang was still old and spicy, and he didn't ask him anything about Britain at all, in fact, this is the case, the results have been broadcast in the newspaper every day, today is the ninth, and I heard that yesterday's sales have exceeded 1.2 million copies.

"Grandma Li, I have one thing I want to ask you and my aunt for help."

"Let's translate that book for you, I see that you kid don't fool me here with my wife, no one else can ask for this matter, what is help, you kid is letting my mother-in-law and daughter-in-law pick up the cheap, I know your heart, but you think we can't succeed."

As soon as Zhang Zhen saw that the old man had pierced his careful thoughts, he immediately laughed twice, and Li Juan on the side was a little excited, if he could really let himself translate this book, what a good thing it would be, even if he was famous, it would be stained.

"How can it not be, the fertilizer does not flow into the fields of outsiders, other people's translations are translations, and your translations are also translations, not to mention that there is still me, the original author, when you have any questions, ask me, boy, I must know everything."

"You kid, hehehe, okay, then the old woman will be stained with your light, she can't be a writer, and she can also be a translator, so your aunt will give me a hand, sort out the materials, and put up a name."

Li Juan knows that her level is limited, and it is okay to teach junior high school English, but if she really comes to translate, I am afraid it will not work, so she has no opinion.

The young man casually took out two books from his cloth bag, one for each person, which was the same as for Chen Lijun.

After lunch at Li's house, the boy didn't plan to go home, he took a nap and went straight to school, at this time it was already more than two o'clock, and there were still ten minutes to start the class, and the boy didn't meet a few people on the road, presumably he was the latest one, and I don't know if Ms. Rao would have an opinion on herself.

Today's 10 generally looked a little different from usual, and all the students seemed extremely excited, not at all as if they had just woken up, and they were discussing something one by one, not realizing that the teenager had quietly entered the campus.

"Hey, do you think you'll be coming to school in the afternoon?"

"How can it be, Yiyi is an international person now, and he's busy, I think it's good to be able to go back to school this month."

"Hey, fatty, did the first brother pass on any news to you, tell you about it."

The fat man Wang Minghao was spitting and spitting, but he was unexpectedly interrupted by a little cub in the class, and then stood up, pointing at the guy and just wanted to scold, the whole class looked at the fat man with an excited face, wanting to hear what amazing things he did, but unexpectedly, Nima's dead fat man looked at the door of the classroom in a daze, like a lost soul.

"Ahh

I don't know if it was the first to let out a loud roar, and then the entire ordinary student screamed and rushed towards the boy at the door.

"Ah, Da, you're finally back, we miss you!"

"Brother Yi, are you tired, do you want me to give you a beating, this will win glory for the country, we will be your strong backing!"

"Zhang Zhenyi, tell us about the book you wrote!"

"That's right, Zhang Zhenyi, why don't you bring some books back to us, it's too stingy!"

"Zhang Zhenyi, you are really scratchy!"

The little girls were suddenly excited.

This is the years that belong to the youth, belong to his glorious years, in June of this year, he is like a blooming water lily, lazily stretching his waist, fragrant, famous and moving the world.