When Tian Kai completely reviewed and forwarded the recommended manuscript, it was already more than 9 o'clock in the evening.

And at this very time.

A villa in the city of Ji.

An old man and a young girl sat opposite each other, separated by a quaint tea table with yellow pears.

The girl's skillful warm pot, hot cup, tea, high washing, foaming, topping, tea washing, cup washing, pouring tea.

After the tea was poured, the girl held the cup in both hands and placed it in front of the old man.

"Grandpa, please use tea."

Looking at the gentle and smooth movements of the girl in front of him, the old man couldn't help but nodded.

Picking up the poured tea, I first smelled it gently, only to feel that the aroma was rich and refreshing.

I tasted it gently, and the taste was fresh, sweet and refreshing.

The old man put down the teacup and couldn't help but praise: "Xiao Yu'er's tea ceremony skills are really getting better and better now, and I don't know which kid is so blessed in the future." ”

The gentle and demure girl just smiled and did not refute the old man's statement.

Seeing that the girl did not speak, the old man continued to delve into this topic with great interest.

"Xiao Yu'er, you're not young now, otherwise you can tell your grandfather, have you met any boys you like recently?"

"Grandpa!"

Rao is girl has always been safe, but when she heard the old man ridicule like this, she couldn't help but have a faint red on her face.

"Recently, Jiayu has been in the study, and he has hardly gone out, and he has seen other people there."

"That's right."

The old man smacked his lips in disappointment.

"If you don't go out of the door on this day, you won't step out of the second door, when will you get married, and I don't know if grandpa can see it."

"Grandpa."

Hearing the old man say this, the girl couldn't help but suddenly have some red eyes.

Seeing the girl's posture like this, the old man instantly felt distressed, and hurriedly used other topics to make up for it.

"Okay, okay, I'll just talk about it, the old man is in good health now, and he wants to stare at the literary world for a few more years, and he can't help him for a while."

Yes.

This old man's name is Nanjingyuan, and he has written all his life and made a great name in the literary world.

Marquis fiction writer.

One of the two peaks of the world of fiction.

And the girl, named Nanjiayu.

Nanjingyuan's granddaughter, graduated from the Chinese Department of Jidu University, and is also a well-known talented daughter.

Since he was a child, Nan Jiayu has been following Nanjing Garden to practice calligraphy and calligraphy, and gradually cultivated a scholarly atmosphere.

And Nan Jiayu herself is a demure girl, so she can also endure the temperament to do learning.

When I graduated from elementary school, I had already read all the books in Nanjingyuan.

Even if you are interested in some ancient books, you can memorize them backwards.

Now he is also a well-known essayist and modern poet.

Nanjingyuan is extremely satisfied with her little granddaughter.

The only thing I don't think is good.

is that although this talented woman looks demure and indifferent, she has never even been in love.

And especially after graduating from university.

As soon as this talented woman has time, she can read books or create in her study, and her only entertainment is to practice calligraphy.

In such an environment.

Nan Jiayu is not to mention falling in love, and even the faces of other outsiders are rare.

Nanjingyuan couldn't help but sigh.

If it continues like this, when will Xiao Yu'er get married?

That's why Nanjingyuan has been bringing up this topic a lot lately.

"Ding-dong."

Just when Nanjingyuan wanted to continue the topic, the mobile phone prompt rang again,

"What's going on today, why is the phone ringing endlessly."

Nanjingyuan couldn't help but complain.

"Maybe there's something going on, grandpa should take a look."

Seeing the help of the mobile phone at the critical moment, Nan Jiayu quickly changed the topic, otherwise grandpa would still be holding on to his emotional problems.

Nanjingyuan picked up the phone to unlock it, and after carefully studying it for a long time, he found that it was a novel by [The King of Short Stories].

After looking at it for a while, I could only vaguely see that the recommender was "Tian Kai".

What's going on with this Oda? Are there still people who contribute on the 7th day? And posted so many articles at once?

Did you accidentally click on the wrong one?

Nanjing Yuan still has an impression of Tian Kai, knowing that this editor is still very responsible, since he sent so many articles so late, he must have his thoughts.

Therefore, Nanjingyuan also took advantage of the situation to open the novel page

But after staring at the screen and trying hard for a long time, the old man finally gave up.

After all, when you get older, your eyes are not good.

"Xiao Yu'er, this is a recommended draft sent from the short story essay, I can't read the words clearly, you can help me read it."

Hear grandpa say hello.

Nan Jiayu was not hypocritical, and generously took the mobile phone.

After all, she often helped her grandfather read newspapers and other manuscripts.

I'm used to it.

As soon as he looked at the content opened on his phone, Nan Jiayu seemed to be a little surprised, but quickly calmed down and read it in a yin and yang voice.

[There is Mu Sheng in Zhili, the small character of the palace, the son of the businessman Mu Xiaohuan. Satomi likes to read. At the age of sixteen, Weng took a literary detour and went to learn from Jia, from his father to Chu. ……】

Nanjingyuan, who was originally sitting crookedly on the Huanghuali official hat chair, slowly sat up straight when he finished listening to the first paragraph.

The originally indifferent look on his face slowly straightened up.

By the time Nanjiayu finished reading, Nanjingyuan was already happy.

"Haha, it's rare to have such a masterpiece, what's the name of this article?"

Nan Jiayu glanced at the title slightly, and then still replied softly: ""White Autumn Practice". ”

""White Autumn Practice", a good "White Autumn Practice"."

Nanjingyuan, who is full of joy, now wants to share this joy with others: "Xiao Yu'er, what do you think of this novel." ”

Nan Jiayu pondered carefully for a while before slowly speaking: "The pinnacle of the traditional short story, especially the two poems mentioned in it, can be seen at a glance, and the author's skills must be unfathomable. ”

Nanjiayu can find the problem of the verses in it, and he can't blame Wang Xie.

When Wang Xie changed the background of the story of "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" at that time, although he said that he had changed it, he did not change it completely.

For example, some of the poems of non-famous poets quoted in it are left by Wang Xie as easter eggs.

This also led to the fact that as soon as "Strange Tales from Liaozhai" came out, it was found out by Nanjiayu.

Listening to Nanjiayu's explanation, Nanjingyuan couldn't help laughing.

"I forgot that my little fishman is still a poet, but the main thing is the content of the novel itself, using the legendary method to tell the strange, the content is wonderful and substantial, the plot is bizarre and vivid, if it is longer, it can't be said to be a famous book."

"Huh? Is it so powerful?"

Nan Jiayu was a little too surprised, originally thought that the evaluation he gave was already very high, but he didn't expect the evaluation given by his grandfather to be even higher.

"Could it be that Grandpa Qu wrote it?"

Nan Jiayu asked with some curiosity.

"No, that old ghost can write about rangers, and he doesn't have such an extremely psychedelic twist and turn."

"Who could that be?" Nanjiayu was a little confused.

"It doesn't matter who it is, we'll know when the top 100 are decided and the names are announced. The most important thing now is that there are other works waiting for us to continue judging. ”

Hearing Nanjingyuan's command, Nanjiayu continued to swipe the screen to look at the next chapter.

But when she saw the specific content, the girl's eyes couldn't help but light up, and then she continued to read aloud.

【Citylink】

[Qiao Sheng, a native of Jinning, is less famous. More than 20 years old, he is still stubborn, and he has a liver and gallbladder. With Gu Shengshan, Gu pawn, and his wife. ……】

After more than an hour, Nan Jiayu finally finished reading all the content, and her voice was a little hoarse.

But Nanjingyuan's eyes lit up.

"It's all written by one person, is this writer who calls himself a different historian so talented?"

After a while.

Nanjingyuan came back to his senses from the story.

However, the writer is indeed a writer, and the first sentence of Nanjing Garden, which came back to his senses, was to ridicule Nanjiayu.

"Xiao Yu'er, there are ten love stories, have you ignited the flame of love? The old man is a little spring-hearted. ”

"Grandpa, I'll tell grandma this."

Listening to his grandfather, he was a little improper, and Nan Jiayu couldn't help but rebel against the army.

"Okay, okay, grandpa just don't say it."

Nanjingyuan flattered back, but then changed the conversation: "Which one is Xiao Yu'er's favorite?" ”

"Grandpa can guess first."

Looking at her granddaughter's appearance, Nanjing Yuan replied with a smile: "Liancheng, right?" ”

"Why do you guess that?" Nanjiayu wanted to hear Grandpa's explanation.

"A love story of outstanding talent and mutual respect, isn't this the love that my little fish is looking forward to?"

Nan Jiayu shook his head, "That's not right. ”

"Isn't that right? What does the little fish like about it? ”

Nanjia Fish Cherry gently spit out two words: ""Infant Ning". ”

At this time, Nanjing Yuan frowned deeply, why does her granddaughter like this fox demon who looks a little stupid and stupid, and loves to laugh very much?

Looking at Nanjingyuan's puzzled look, Nan Jiayu took the initiative to explain.

"If I can have a happy smile, then this love is almost the best I can hope for."

Listening to Nan Jiayu's words, Nanjing Garden seemed to know his granddaughter for the first time, and it seemed to touch his mind.

Nanjingyuan didn't speak again, but took the phone and dialed a frequently contacted phone number directly.

"Hey, old song? Take a look at the novels distributed by the essay office. ”

"yes, I think I can recommend it."

"If you're willing to write something, so much the better."

"It's not that I know, you just know it after reading the content."

“……”

It was from her granddaughter's answer that she saw more annotations about these stories, so she made this call.

He wondered what his rival and best friend thought of the stories.

And Nan Jiayu watched his grandfather hang up the phone.

My heart moved, and I couldn't help but continue.

"Why don't we write something about ourselves and talk about our thoughts?"

Seeing that her granddaughter was a little moved, Nanjing Yuan couldn't help but smile.

"Okay."

"I choose my own story to write, and I can't peek at the story I choose."

"Okay."

"I don't know what story Grandpa Qu will choose?"

"We'll find out tomorrow."