Chapter Thirty-Three: The Old Man Who Writes Like a Knife

Ye Xuexin, who was driving the car, had a faint smile on the corner of her mouth, Lin Hai couldn't see enough no matter how she looked at it, and seemed to feel Lin Hai's entangled gaze, Ye Xuexin smiled even sweeter.

"Ah Hai, did you call Uncle Luo?"

"Well, I did, but why is Professor Luo at school on Sunday, not at home?"

"My dad said that Uncle Luo spends most of his time at school, and I guess he probably doesn't have a good relationship with his family, so he likes to stay at school."

"Oh, I always feel like a very gloomy person when I look at his works, is it because of this that I don't have a good relationship with my family?"

"Gloomy? It doesn't seem to be.,But I always feel a sense of distance that can't be smoothed.,Maybe that's why it's because of this.,I can't make people feel close.。 ”

Lin Hai propped his head and looked at Ye Xuexin and smiled:

"I'm a little nervous when you say that, what if someone kicks me out?"

Ye Xuexin quickly glanced at Lin Hai, and saw that his face was not very nervous as usual, so he breathed a sigh of relief and said:

"Don't worry, since my dad has said hello to Uncle Luo, he will definitely give this face, as for the result, you can only rely on yourself to fight for it."

"I'll work hard, for the sake of the house and my wife."

"Hehe, come on, I'll make dinner at home and wait for you to come back."

"Didn't you go to Ah Nuan?"

Ye Xuexin seemed to have thought of something, and a motherly smile appeared on her face and said:

"Well, go see my baby first."

Lin Hai pouted a little jealously and said:

"You like Nuan's daughter very much?"

"Of course, that's my goddaughter, you don't know, the baby is so cute."

Lin Hai smiled, he knew that Ye Xuexin would be happier if he could answer the sentence 'Then let's give birth to one to play', but Lin Hai never said this, he never wanted his women and children to be in an unstable environment, and he never dared to get too close to Ye Xuexin until he completely solved the trouble between himself and Ye Xuexin, even in the dungeon.

Ye Xuexin seemed to be slightly disappointed, but she quickly adjusted her mentality and changed the topic:

"There are a lot of new songs lately, and they all sound good."

Lin Hai sighed in his heart, he couldn't repay Ye Xuexin's gentleness and tolerance, he could only silently accumulate affection in his heart, just like a bee accumulating honey.

"yes, like a blowout."

The new song that suddenly emerged was actually an old song for Lin Hai, and what made Lin Hai care was why those people did it, did they want to use the surging new works to inspire the creators in this copy?

However, Lin Hai doesn't believe that things are so simple, maybe there are more doorways here, if you have the chance, you should inquire with the black cat, and your understanding of the dungeon's soul world is still too little and too little.

Ye Xue saw that Lin Hai was a little distracted, although she was also very curious, but she didn't ask, just drove quietly.

It didn't take long for the car to arrive at the school gate, because it was a holiday, foreign vehicles were not allowed to enter the school, Ye Xuexin had to put Lin Hai near the gate, Lin Hai unbuckled his seat belt and instructed seriously:

"Drive carefully for a while."

"Got it, I'm an old driver."

"Old driver, then you must remember to take me, hehe..."

"Hehe, don't worry, the young lady will definitely take you."

"Little sister, you're so dirty."

"Get out! The young lady decided not to take you anymore! ”

"Hehe, don't."

After Lin Hai finished speaking, he quickly stretched out his head and kissed Ye Xuexin lightly on the cheek, then pushed the car door with a smile and got out of the car, turned to look at Ye Xuexin, who was slightly red, and said:

"Go home and wait for me, be sure to be safe."

"Got it, so are you."

Lin Hai smiled and nodded, then closed the car door and stood aside to watch, Ye Xuexin knew that Lin Hai was going to watch him go, so he waved his hand and started the car, and saw Ye Xuexin's car merge into the traffic Lin Hai turned around and walked towards the guard room by the gate.

......

Lin Hai sat up straight and looked carefully at the old man across the table, the old man was pinching Lin Hai's business card and looking at it carefully, as if he was reading some interesting book.

The old man looked like he was forty or fifty years old, perhaps with dyed hair, no white hair on his head, his hair neatly combed, his clothes, and the nails on his hands were also very neatly groomed, although the gray spring jacket style was a little old, but with his fair skin and gold-rimmed glasses, it exuded a timeless temperament, just like those literati in the alternating era of the old and the new at the beginning of the last century, with the stubbornness and pride of the traditional literati, but also with the humility and courage to explore the new world.

This is very different from Lin Hai's imagination, Lin Hai has always thought that the person who wrote that kind of gloomy text should be a raunchy and gloomy old man, but he didn't expect that Luo Haifeng looked more like a humble gentleman, except for those bright eyes like silver mirrors, which seemed to reflect all the truth hidden behind the fog of red dust.

It's not the first time Lin Hai has seen such eyes, the fat Taoist priest in Sanqingguan has occasionally shown such eyes, and even Ye Xuexin's father has a pair of similar eyes, but Luo Haifeng's eyes are brighter, and there is no trace of impurities in them.

Luo Haifeng picked up the pen and wrote a few words on Lin Hai's business card, and put the business card in a box on the side, and then, his eyes turned to Lin Hai in front of him, up and down slightly, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"Your name is Lin Hai?"

"Yes, Professor Luo."

"Hehe, Professor Luo? So you're here today mainly for business? ”

Lin Hai didn't come up and almost certainly had something to consider, so he nodded:

"Public and private, you are Uncle Ye's best friend, and I myself am very curious about you."

"In this way, I know your intention, I will definitely give Lao Ye's face, and if I want to publish my next book, I will find you."

"Thanks, can I ask you when your next book will be published?"

The corners of Luo Haifeng's mouth tugged slightly:

"It's hard to say, but I don't have a specific writing plan right now."

Lin Hai nodded, of course he expected this situation, if Luo Haifeng was creating, the black cat would not have given him a task.

Without waiting for Lin Hai to speak, Luo Haifeng raised his hand and pushed the gold-wire glasses, squinted his eyes and said:

"I have a good memory, and you left me a business card, and it's the same for me to choose which one to publish, so do you have anything else?"

This is an eviction order, but Lin Hai is not one of those thin-skinned rookies, he said as if he didn't understand:

"Thank you very much, in fact, you are the first author I have seen, I have also read some of your works, to be honest, your works are as thick as a mountain and sharp as a knife, but when I talked to Uncle Ye about your works, Uncle Ye said that you are actually a ferryman, which makes me a little confused."

Luo Haifeng glanced at Lin Hai deeply:

"Oh, did Lao Ye say that?"

"Yes, forgive me for being presumptuous, are you crossing people with a knife?"

"Haha... Crossing people with knives, your joke is good, I remember. ”

Lin Hai also smiled and said:

"It's like a knife in the hand of a monk, you can cross people to see the Buddha."

"Haha... Then you must have met a fake monk, and the knife in the monk's hand can only cut clothes. ”

Luo Haifeng seemed to be in a good mood, and didn't care about Lin Hai's dead face and gags, and after laughing, he looked at Lin Hai with a pair of mirror-like eyes and said:

"Which book did you read?"

""Song of the Other Side" and "Rage", but I like anger more, but after watching it, I have a lot of questions, I don't know if I can ask you."

Luo Haifeng leaned back on the chair, restrained his smile and said:

"I can't get rid of you anyway, so you can ask."

Lin Hai smiled, leaned forward, looked at Luo Haifeng seriously, and said:

"I want to ask you, your works are all about reflecting the dark side of social reality and the evil side of human nature, and even feel a little exaggerated to some extent, this feeling is very bad, like looking at a dung pit with a magnifying glass, I'm sorry, my literary literacy is relatively poor, maybe the words are inappropriate."

"No, your words are very appropriate, except for Lao Ye, it's the first time I've heard someone describe my book like this, hehe, it's really not a family that doesn't enter the door."

"Thank you."

"I didn't praise you, I mean you are all dogs who can't spit ivory out of their mouths."

"Hehe..."

Lin Hai smiled dryly and didn't answer, and sure enough, Luo Haifeng gently pulled the corners of his mouth and continued:

"Remember to pass on my words to your future father-in-law."

"Okay, definitely."

"Actually, I don't think my words are exaggerating in the slightest, and the life we face is only more brutal than I describe."

"Well, what are you going to do with your work? This is one of the questions I am most curious about, are you planning to use your work to awaken the world and let us know that we are actually living in hell? ”

"Isn't it?"

Luo Haifeng sat up straight, his eyes looked at Lin Hai with inexplicable meaning, Lin Hai was a little hairy, but he still shook his head and said:

"Perhaps, but I think it's a very subjective question, you can be in purgatory and be happy, or you can wander in heaven and be miserable, so whether we live in hell or not may not necessarily have anything to do with the actual environment."

Luo Haifeng raised his eyebrows when he heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked very quickly, and then he sneered:

"To put it mildly, can you think that when you're in the flames of hell?"

Lin Hai thought for a while and shook his head and said:

"Actually, I don't have to be in the flames of hell, I'm afraid that as long as my future mother-in-law doesn't agree with me to fall in love with Xuexin, I will be miserable and fall into purgatory."

"Humph! Love parting, can't ask for it, resentment will, birth, old age, sickness and death, which is not bitter, what can you hide? Looking at the people around us, the evil of human nature is like a haze that cannot be dispelled, eroding and entangling us all the time, trapping all of us like a bottomless mire. Your future father-in-law is a sociological expert, and if you ask him, he will understand that the attributes of society are the result of the selfish game of human nature, and have nothing to do with truth, goodness and beauty. ”

"In that case, what is the purpose of the cry you are uttering with your work?"