"Pran! Mr. Praran Garcia! Here is your letter. Puran's sister broke into his office, and she looked curiously at the layout of the study, which was very spacious, with towering bookshelves in front of the two walls, each column filled with books she could not read, polished wooden furniture, red velvet cushions, and the spherical map on the desk, which she had only seen in the room of Miss Audrey, a lover of a baron, and a woman of the highest social status she had ever known.

This study is so luxurious and intoxicating, of course, because it is a house in the wealthy area, and only the real upper-class people of El Roy are qualified to live here, and the Garcia family has rented it for the time being, and they are sure that it will not be long before they will have enough assets to buy the entire house.

It's all thanks to Pran Garcia, who now no longer has the slightest suspicion about his work.

She was still a little flattering to her brother, and if she could live in such a place, if Puran was willing to prepare a rich dowry for her, then she would have a guarantee for the rest of her life.

Puran, who was reading a book, took the letter from his sister's hand, felt a heavy stack, and when he saw the sender's name showing Harvey Adrian, his face was grim: "My dear sister, can you give me some time, I need to be alone for a while." ”

She asked curiously, "Is this the original manuscript of that novel?" Many of my friends have mentioned this novel, and I think I need to read it again so that I can have a conversation with them. ”

She knew that all the good things she had now had come to thanks to this little folder, and when she revealed that her brother was the reviewer of The Count of Monte Cristo, the women of the big family who usually disdained her were kind to her, and she could not forget the fluttering feeling.

"It's well worth a look." Puran responded casually, urging her to leave quickly with his eyes.

Driving away his sister, Puran couldn't wait to open the file bag and take out the original manuscript of the novel "The Count of Monte Cristo".

This thickness...

Puran weighed the weight of the original manuscript of the novel in his hand, and then quickly turned the page to find that the number of original manuscripts of the novel was almost the same as the entire content of the first half of "The Count of Monte Cristo".

Did Harvey finish the second half of The Count of Monte Cristo in just one month? With about 400,000 words written in such a short time, can the quality of the novel still be guaranteed?

"Mr. Adrian has a steady personality and will certainly not compromise on the quality of his novels for the sake of speed, I need to take a good look."

Puran was overjoyed at first, then heavy, and turned the first page of the original manuscript of the novel to fulfill his responsibilities as a reviewer, and if the quality of the novel did not meet his requirements, he would definitely go over and return it himself and supervise Harvey to write a new copy. "The Count of Monte Cristo" is now linked to the fate of too many people.

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"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

"Ding! Bite! Bite! Bite! Bite! ”

It was still early dawn, and a slightly fierce knock echoed abruptly in the quiet streets, first with a heavy knock on the door, and then the knocker seemed to realize his faux pas and rang the doorbell. The second-floor windowsill of a nearby building was lit up, and some residents looked curiously at the source of the sound to spot a young man walking anxiously in front of the well-known scholar, Scott Adams.

Some recognized the young man because the family had just moved to the street.

"Click!"

The thick wooden door with carved patterns opened, and the old woman in her pajamas looked at the visitor with a surprised expression: "Oh! Mr. Garcia, you came so early, is there anything urgent? ”

Poor, whose hair and clothes were messy, nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I want to see Mr. Adams, has he woken up?" ”

"I don't think so, he's used to getting up at nine in the morning and having a cup of hot coffee that I prepared, and then it's time for him to work."

At the old woman's euphemistic prompting, Puran realized what he had done, and his knock on the door woke up the surrounding residents, and he hurriedly took off his hat and put it on his chest to bow and apologize to the surrounding residents, and then turned around and apologized to the old woman with an embarrassed face: "Please forgive my faux pas, I have stayed up all night, and I have not been able to calm my emotions until now, and my mind has been thinking about visiting Mr. Adams since four o'clock in the morning." ”

"Come in first, though Mr. Adams hasn't woken up yet, you can rest in the living room for a while. If it's something very important, I can wake him up right now. ”

"Thank you very much, please don't bother, this is really important to me personally, but I don't want to disturb the rest of a scholar."

Pullan took the original manuscript of the novel "The Count of Monte Cristo" into Adams's house, came to the living room and sat on the sofa, even if he stayed up all night, he did not feel the slightest fatigue, he carefully took out the original manuscript of the novel in the folder, looked at the font and naturally recalled the scenes depicted in the novel.

This is a feeling he has never felt, never felt from a novel, from a work of literature!

He was so excited! Unable to calm the beating heart, the thunderous heartbeat turned into a voice roaring inside him, saying the sentences that had appeared in those novels, especially the last sentence: "All human wisdom is contained in these four words: "Wait" and "Hope." ”

As a reviewer, he has seen a lot of these sentences that encourage people to be positive, more intense, and more ornate sentences, but this ordinary sentence shocked him! He found that he could no longer look at "The Count of Monte Cristo" as a reviewer, it was a work that he had not seen in every sense, and since he had not been exposed to it, how could he talk about reviewing.

He was sure that The Count of Monte Cristo would become a sensation in the kingdom's literary world and become a masterpiece that would change the definition of fiction! His confidence stems from the fact that even some of his writings and novels have never made him so mad and obsessed.

During this time, Puran was in contact with Scott Adams, both of whom were fond of literature, and Scott's rich literary accomplishment often amazed him, and Puran was convinced that Scott liked The Count of Monte Cristo as much as he did, so he couldn't wait to vent his emotions.

Show the second half of The Count of Monte Cristo to Scott! Pran expects others to feel what he feels from this work, and that's it! Maybe Scott can also give "The Count of Monte Cristo" the right evaluation, to verify whether he is crazy or the world is crazy, he is actually a reviewer of a novel that could become a legacy of writing, everything is crazy!

Finding that he couldn't calm down, Puran stretched out his hands and slapped his face fiercely: "What's wrong with me!" The emotions are too excited, oh my God, who would greet such an impulsive and stupid guest when he went to visit someone at six o'clock in the morning! ”