Chapter 0 Set up a tea stall and listen to the story
"Son! I'm going to have dinner with your sister! A middle-aged woman puts a steamed fish on the table, and the table of dishes is steaming, which makes people appetite. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
"Okay! Sister! Don't learn! Time to eat! A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy put down his phone and said to the older girl on the side.
"You go first, I'll go to dinner when I'm done with this question!" The girl didn't look up, but said softly.
The young man nodded, ran to the restaurant, sat down in his place, picked up a piece of fish with chopsticks, put it in his mouth and picked up a piece of beef before swallowing, and ate it in a big gulp.
"Look at my eldest grandson, eat slowly, don't burn!" The teenager's grandmother looked at the gobbling teenager with a doting face.
"The big and small guy just can eat! I think when I was young, I could eat 4 big steamed buns in one meal! An old man put down his chopsticks, looked at the young man and smiled.
"Dad! You're not old now, come! Let's have a drink! A middle-aged man who looked very similar to the boy picked up his wine glass and said to the old man, this should be the young man's father, and as he spoke, the father and son touched a glass and drank it all in one go.
"Where's your sister?" The boy's mother said.
"What about her studies? There's one more question! The boy said vaguely with meat in his mouth.
"This kid, still working so hard, don't you care about eating?" The mother blamed in her mouth, but there was relief in her eyes that could not be concealed.
It was just a very ordinary dinner for a family of six, but none of them could have imagined that this would be the last dinner they had together.
When the mother turned to go into the house to look for the boy's sister, a voice suddenly sounded in the dining room.
"It's really not easy to find you, I think about it, how many are here? Well...... I guess it's the last one! I've been looking for hundreds of years, and I'm really tired! ”
The voice was obviously not the voice of the few people seated, and the low, rough voice obviously couldn't have come from the 20-year-old girl in the room. Everyone at the table stopped eating and turned their heads to look at the source of the sound.
I saw a tall strange man appear at the door of the restaurant without warning, his eyes like copper bells were round and wide and he looked at everyone, and his beard was unkempt, looking very ruthless.
"Who are you? How did it get into our house? As the head of the family, the middle-aged man spoke.
"If I don't even explain who I am, aren't you dead in vain?" The strange man's words made everyone shudder, "But, I'm so cruel, you died in vain, that's the best, hahaha!" ”
As he spoke, as soon as the strange man raised his hand, the middle-aged man's head flew up without warning!
"Ahhh Seeing that her man was in a different place in an instant, the middle-aged woman shouted, and several other people were stunned, is what happened suddenly true?
"What's going on? Mother? What's your name? At this time, the girl who heard the unusual movement in the restaurant ran over, "You...... Who are you? ”
Standing outside the restaurant, the girl's view was blocked by the tall strange man, and she couldn't see what was going on inside.
"Daddy! Father! You bastard! What did you do to my dad! The boy jumped to his feet, looking like he was going to fight the strange man.
"Haha! What did I do? The strange man laughed and said, "Back then! Why don't you ask your ancestors what they did to me! ”
"What? What grandparents? The old man wondered.
"You're curious? But I'm not going to tell you. The strange man said, and as soon as he raised his hand again, a burst of blood mist suddenly burst out on the old man's chest, and he fell to the table without a sound.
"Grandpa! No! I'm fighting with you! ”
"Son! Be careful! Don't go! ”
"Brother!"
"Bang!"
"Ahhh
"Let's all die!"
"Mom!"
The whole restaurant is like a hell on earth, accompanied by the laughter of strange men, and the only remaining mother and daughter hug each other, shaking non-stop.
"Please...... Please...... Don't kill my daughter...... Kill me! Please! The mother let go of her daughter and began to kowtow to the strange man.
The strange man showed a disdainful expression and said, "I'm here to take revenge, do you think I can let her go?" ”
When the mother heard this, she stopped kowtowing, suddenly jumped at the feet of the strange man, grabbed his legs, turned to her daughter and said, "Run! Run! ”
"If you don't have a chance, don't even think about leaving!" The strange man raised his hand and slapped the middle-aged woman's head.
"Nope! Mom! The daughter pounced forward and fell on her mother, and the next second, the strange man's hand slapped down.
"Poof!"
"Huh?"
A burst of white light emanated from the girl with the sound of something shattering.
"What? It turned out to be ...... No!!! The strange man's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the white light that was rapidly approaching in front of him in disbelief!
"Bang!" A loud bang echoed through the small building in the middle of the night......
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With a voice recorder in my pocket and a small cardboard in my hand, I walked through the streets and alleys, and I grabbed someone and asked, do you have a story?
That's right! I'm not mentally ill! I'm a professional storyteller! Haven't heard of this profession? In fact, as a storyteller, I make a lot of money. For example, some magazines, websites, I can send out interesting stories as manuscript fees, and I can also write stories into small scripts and send them to major film, television, and drama editors, if they are used, I can get a considerable amount of money! Of course, there is also the ability to package a great story and write it into a novel, whether it is published or posted online, and the income can also support the family.
Today's Friday, I usually give myself a day off on Saturday and Sunday, so Friday is the last day of the week, and I usually have a loose day, basically just wandering around the park to see if I can meet someone who is willing to sell me stories.
Today I was very lazy, I got up in the morning at noon, hurriedly ate a morning lunch, and thought about not going too far, so I went to a small park next to my community that would take my dog for a walk every day after eating.
Then I regretted it, on a summer afternoon, I didn't blow the air conditioner in the house and take a nap, I came out to say something! The sun was scorching, and I didn't want to come out of the slightly shady shade of the trees.
Just as I stopped in the shade of a tree, put down a simple card with the words "Buy a story" written on it, and cooled myself down with the cold water I had just bought, a young man in a black polo shirt walked up.
With my years of experience in seeing people, this kid ...... There's a story! But with so many years of experience in buying stories and writing novels, I still didn't expect that this kid would ...... It's such a TM story!!
"Hey! Are you buying stories? He walked over and spoke directly, like an old acquaintance of mine.
"yes, do you have any story to sell me, young man? The price is fair, and you are guaranteed not to lose! "I started the same set again, ready to convince this young man to sell me the story, and of course it was better to lower the price.
"There is still such a profession? I've never heard of it, can you make money? He crouched down next to me and asked, "This young man is quite wide."
"Hey! This is called 360 lines, and the line is the champion. I said proudly, "If you just accept the story and don't do the packaging, I guess you won't be able to sell it at a price." But I'm doing a job, loving a line. I will pack the good stories I receive with my heart, so that in the end, there will always be channels to convert them into income, and it is no problem to support my family! ”
"Yes, there is everything in this world, some people do it well, some people do it badly, it all depends on attitude." The young man smiled and talked to me, and I felt like he was a good friend I had known for many years.
"Young man, what you said is very reasonable, when I was your age, I didn't understand this, the family conditions are very good, and I do things quite casually, I think that many successful people either have a high starting point, or they are lucky. You're right, doing things is attitude, attitude is very important! "I am very touched by the importance of attitude spoken by such a young person.
"Haha! Thanks for the compliment! I'm just talking about it, I'm very frizzy in doing things! "The young people seemed to be very happy.
I took out my business card from my pocket, handed it over and said, "This is my business card, I don't usually give other people's business cards, I always rely on fate to receive stories." ”
He took the business card, glanced at it, and said, "Lin Dong? It's a common name! ”
"Haha! The name is ordinary, but the person is not ordinary. I said, lad, are you going to sell me the story? I asked.
"The name is not ordinary for ordinary people, haha! That's a good point, I don't have anything to do anyway, and it's good to sell you the story today. He thought for a moment and said with a smile.
When I looked, I secretly said, there is a door! It seems that I am lucky today, and I can receive stories when I wander around, which makes me have a relationship with this story!
"My story is a bit long, though......" his voice was a little deeper, "and for a while, I may not be able to finish it." ”
I thought to myself that this young man is very good at telling stories, and when he came up, he began to hang his appetite, and he seemed to be a sentimental lord, and I don't know what kind of story of grievances and hatreds it is.
"It's okay, you say it slowly, I'll remember it slowly, you don't mind if I use a voice recorder, right?" I reached into my pocket and pulled out a voice recorder and said to him.
"Well, I don't mind, if you really take the pen and the notebook, I won't be happy when I say it!" The young man nodded.
Yes, he was still a poor man, so I turned on the recorder and motioned for him to start.
He reached out and pulled out a pearl from inside his polo shirt and looked at it with an affectionate look that made me a little hairy, and for about five seconds I was a little embarrassed before he spoke.
"My name is Yuan Fan, to be honest, I don't know where to start, if you want to tell all the things of the story clearly, it is estimated that you have to start from Pangu opening the world and the Greek gods were born, but this has little to do with my story, do you say I talk about Pangu opening the world?" He said and looked at me.
"Forget it, just say your part!" I thought to myself that this kid has a bit of a funny brain, and I listened to Pangu Nuwa and I bought a copy of "The Classic of Mountains and Seas".
"Then just say I'm ......," the young man nodded, and officially began to speak.
The story was indeed very long, and I didn't finish it all afternoon, but the next week, we all met in a café not far from the small park, and I took a voice recorder and a small notebook, recorded and organized, and he slowly told his story. From time to time, he stopped, as if he was caught in a memory, and I seemed to be driven by his emotions, entering his world, feeling his emotions. When both of them are silent, it may seem to others, and it is called a full of emotion......
I used it for a long time to sort out his story, but when I called him again, his phone was turned off, as if this person only existed in this world for a week, don't get me wrong, I don't think about him, I just want to discuss the money with him, because I found that I bought the story, and the money hasn't been given to him yet, I'm a professional storyteller, I won't take advantage of this kind of cheapness!
This is not for the time being, since his story has been sorted out, then I will tell you about it first!
His name is Yuan Fan, and he was originally a very ordinary, very ordinary, even more ordinary student than me. But......
Ladies and gentlemen, are you ready to hear this story?