Huo Che went to the bookstore early in the morning to buy books, just to supplement the story.

Otherwise, if Yaya thinks of Jiang Yang again, won't he give up his efforts?

And then—

Because Jiang Yang, the author, wrote very well, Huo Che asked the clerk if he had any new books by Jiang Yang. The clerk recommended a science fiction magazine to Huo Che, saying that the magazine had Jiang Yang's latest works, and said that many people cried when they read this book.

Huo Che bought a copy.

He had just left the bookstore now, and he couldn't wait to open the magazine.

As soon as he flipped to the page where he was on the table of contents, he heard the laughter of children behind him, and when he looked back, two and a half children were holding their hands to compare his height, and then measuring themselves.

Huo Che stopped to look at them.

They pretended to be nothing, turned around and walked away.

Huo Che hated these half-grown children.

Many of the younger children do not understand yet, they are still very weak, and they rely more on adults, so they do not show such ridicule.

Many older children already have the ability to empathize.

Even if there are a few people who want to laugh at his height, they know shame and will not be so blatant.

Just like this kind of bear child, a newborn calf, he always feels that the world revolves around him, and he can laugh at others without any scruples.

But—

Hoche is used to it.

He stood where he was, lit a cigarette, and turned away.

Back in the store, he turned on the light, climbed on the stool behind the counter, and read the science fiction article. When he first looked at it, he found that this article couldn't be told to Yaya, it was full of typos, how do you pronounce it?

But the protagonist's low-intelligence setting attracted him, perhaps because of the fool in the cake shop next to him.

He looked down.

And then—

I don't know why, he found a lot of fools in the book.

Not even a shadow, in some ways almost identical:

As written in the book, the fool has been here for a long time, and he feels that he has a lot of friends, but in fact, it is the neighbors who are ridiculing him, but he invites people to eat chicken cakes. The fool still wants to play with the child at the door, and the child says something to him, and he doesn't understand it, so he will laugh silly, and as long as he can stay in them, he feels very happy.

And the protagonist Charlie is desperate to be smart, and so are fools.

The last time I bought smart drugs is a good example.

Fools want to be smart because of their families.

His younger brother and second brother talked about a few girlfriends, and after hearing that he had a silly brother, they all broke up.

Don't say it.

Huo Che thought about it like this, and he felt a sense of substitution, and at the end, tears were about to fall out.

It's so immersive.

This author is too cowy!

Huo Che wondered who the author of this is called Jiang Yang, the book he wrote was so touching. For the first time, he had the idea of chasing stars, you know, even when Jiang Yang brought the big demon king to the store, he didn't even have the idea of chasing stars and asking for a big demon king's signature.

But now, he had to know what the author looked like and what experience he had written the book.

He took his phone, searched, opened—

Smack!

Huo Che threw his mobile phone on the table, "It's so shameless!" ”

And boast of being handsome!

It's so fucking shameless.

The filter is broken!

Shattered!

At this moment, the door opened, and the fool's younger brother pushed the door in, "Brother Huo, come, smoke a cigarette." ”

Huo Che looked at him and suddenly thought of a question.

Wouldn't this manuscript be written by Jiang Yang when he saw the second child and the fool that day, right?

If that's the case—

Huo Che pushed the magazine to the counter next to the second child, "Don't smoke your magazine for nothing, borrow the magazine for you to see." ”

The second child flipped through it, "I get dizzy when I read a book"

He put it down and handed the cigarette to Huo Che, "I'm off work in the evening, let my brother stay with you for a while." ”

Huo Che took it: "What are you going to do, dress up so seriously, date?" ”

Second: "See the customer." ”

He found a job selling courses again, the kind of extracurricular tutoring class, the basic salary plus commission, yesterday he just closed the first order, today with the teacher to visit the student's home, to understand the student's relevant academic performance information and the like, reflecting professionalism.

"Gone."

The second child told him to leave.

Without waiting for Huo Che to retract his gaze, he pushed the door in again and took the magazine, "I really took it?" It's a course sale, and a magazine to pretend to be a cultural person. ”

He waved away again.

Not long after leaving, Yaya's mother came in with Yaya.

Her mother bought a little cooked food and came to beckon Huo Che to drink together.

Huo Che took the cooked food, saw that Yaya was in a bad mood, and asked, "What's wrong with Yaya?" ”

"That's, that's—"

Yaya's mother thought for a while when she put Yaya's schoolbag, "That storytelling homework? Didn't Yaya get praised in the class? It just so happened that the school held a storytelling contest today, and the teacher recommended Yaya and two classmates in the class to participate before the holiday, and Yaya won an excellence award today. ”

Yaya's mother lowered her voice: "There will be an excellence award if you participate." ”

And—

Yaya's mother thinks it's normal for Yaya to win the Excellence Award.

Yaya stumbled to tell the story on stage. And then the story wasn't that fascinating, so it was added that the girl herself admitted the mistake of stealing the pastry to make it a little interesting.

So many children on the stage spoke so fluently, she was taken for granted.

Huo Che nodded.

He probably understood why Yaya was upset.

After receiving praise from her teacher, she became interested in storytelling and felt that she had a talent in it.

She began to work on it, looking forward to the day when she could shine with this talent.

But one day it dawned on her that I wasn't the best, not even the most talented. This newly grown self-confidence was immediately beaten by the frost, retracted, and even inferior.

But that's growth.

He had no choice but to adapt.

They drank and ate vegetables, Yaya was sullen with chopsticks, and she talked less with Huo Che and Yaya's mother. Just when they were talking together, Yaya's mother's chat software rang, and an acquaintance's voice introduced her to part-time work.

Yaya's mother: "The female security guard is brother, no problem, how many people do you need?" You can rest assured, you can absolutely trust it, and I have this tonnage, and the next plate is very stable, and when the time comes, the bulldozer will come, and it will not be able to push us away, yes, it's decided! ”

Yaya's mother hung up the phone, "I have work this weekend." ”

Yaya's mother didn't wander in vain, she knew a lot of people, and she was looking for this kind of part-time female security guard job. Yaya's mother is also doing well, which is indispensable for Huo Che's help, when she is busy with these, Huo Che helps take care of the children.

So the maid's mother often invited him to dinner.

"Come, let's go."

Yaya's mother held up the beer......

While they were drinking beer, Jiang Yang was filling out a postcard in the community across the road. When he left the fishing port and said goodbye to his mother-in-law, he said that he would travel somewhere in the future, and he would continue to send her postcards.

This time I sent the nearest attraction, where the emperor lived.

Slow by high-speed rail.

He and Li Qingning arrived in Kyoto in the early hours of yesterday morning, and they didn't go to work because they got up late in the morning, but went there for a walk after they had rested enough.

When Jiang Yang was filling in, he suddenly remembered: "Wife, can our printer print photos?"

Li Qingning is also writing.

She wrote the song, "1900".

Just after listening to the story of Jiang Yang's "The Pianist at Sea", the song that I was inspired to write is now almost arranged.

Jiang Yang scratched his head: "When I went out to play, I forgot to buy postcards for Sister Ying." ”

Li Qingning glanced at him.

She didn't believe that Jiang Yang had the idea of buying them postcards, "What are you going to print?" ”

Jiang Yang: "I don't have anything to print, just print the photos of me fishing." ”

Li Qingning knew.

She rolled her eyes and ignored her.

After Jiang Yang filled out the postcard, he came over to get Li Qingning's mobile phone, which had many photos of him during the holidays.

The only thing is that there is no photo of him catching a big fish.

There is one more more

(End of chapter)