After Ah Chao finished correcting it, he continued to read it with satisfaction:

Jack, you should really come to Port City!

Not long ago, Pei's and Rongchang, two major film companies, successively launched films adapted from "The Story of the Stone", "Dream of Red Mansions" and "Red Mansion Eryou".

The beauty of the clothing, the delicacy of the accessories, and the food, housing and transportation all reproduce the luxurious life of the princes and nobles.

This gives a glimpse of the Chinese civilization.

……

Dear Jack, I have an interesting incident today.

I took a walk after dinner and walked to the vicinity of Xindu Square, and bumped into a blonde foreigner like you, asking an old man who sold car noodles for directions.

At first, the old man thought that he was here to buy noodles, and he was very enthusiastic, but after the other party danced, he pointed in a random direction and sent the foreigner away.

As a result, the direction was wrong, and after a while, the man came back, probably with a bit of a fierce face, and anxious, and if he asked for directions again, it sounded like a curse in the ears of the old man.

The old man was furious and scolded all the time, but the ridiculous foreigner couldn't understand it at all, and his eyes were wide open and he looked quite innocent.

I couldn't help laughing, showed him the way, and asked the old man, I don't understand why I still have to give him the direction, the old man responded: "Nine times out of ten asking for directions is to find a toilet, I pointed him in the direction of the public toilet, if he is in a hurry, won't it be solved?" ”

"He's not in a hurry, then look for it slowly!"

It's really unbelievable that an old man selling car noodles on the street also has such wisdom.

……

Ah Chao watched it with relish, and Miss Arjun's letters mostly talked about trivial things in her life, but her writing was outstanding, and the descriptions were particularly vivid and interesting.

Ah Chao was about to turn to the next one, but he paused, but he seemed to think of something, and read the part where the old man asked for directions, and read it again-

He thought for a moment and thought, it seems that he still has to continue to study in night school, otherwise he will not know if he meets a gringo and opens his mouth to scold him, wouldn't it be a big loss!

Ah Chao read one letter after another, and Arjun's letters gradually changed from interesting life trivialities to boring and trapped in love.

The last letter has only one sentence throughout:

Why don't you reply?!

Why don't you reply?!

Why don't you reply?!

……

Ah Chao frowned, recalling the first time he saw Miss Arjun, with bright eyes and a smiling face, and what he saw today, he was really betrayed!

He sighed, and picked up the first one that had been returned, along with a black letter, short, but piercing:

Mr. Jack, who developed severe pneumonia after an accidental flu infection, passed away a week ago.

He's dead.

Ah Chao can fully imagine how Miss Arjun will react after seeing this letter:

Her heart is like a vegetarian, she lives like a walking corpse, and there is no brilliance in her big eyes.

Even her wardrobe will change with it, and from then on, maybe only black will remain.

Ah Chao doesn't know how many years it will take her to come out, a few years, decades, or a lifetime?

Thankfully, there's him.

Kind and helpful Ah Chao.

Ah Chao took out a pen and paper and wrote a reply seriously, his English font is not good, it is better than a regular font, like a printed font.

That's enough.

According to Ah Chao's previous experience, these poor people who can't wait for a reply will never delve into it, even if they notice a difference in the font.

"Arjun, forgive me for not replying to you for so long, I'm sick.

Yes, it was just a little cold – I always forgot to add clothes without you being by my side.

I didn't expect him to come so fiercely, and in the blink of an eye, he attacked my lungs and I was hospitalized.

Today, after the doctor's diagnosis, I can finally be discharged from the hospital, can you write more interesting things about your side?

I enjoyed watching it.

That was the greatest comfort I had in my hospital bed.

Your Jack. ”

After Ah Chao finished writing, carefully affixing the stamps, and then skillfully postmarking, a perfect letter sent back from another city was born.

So, when Miss Arjun came to send the letter again, Ah Chao handed her the forged reply.

He will never forget, and in an instant, the girl's face burst out with incomparable brilliance, making it difficult to take his eyes off.

As the days passed, Arjun changed from a flag back to a swaggering petal.

Ah Chao knew that the time was ripe.

He began to reply less frequently, no longer every letter, but began to reply once two or three times, then four or five, for the same reason-

Busy at work.

Seeing that the flowers were gradually withering and about to turn back into flags, Ah Chao sent out the last letter:

Dear Joan,

I lied, sorry.

The truth is that I am in love with someone else, she is a beautiful girl with a pair of gentle big eyes just like you.

Unlike you, she giggles immediately when I tell a joke, instead of waiting a week or two for me to forget what kind of joke I told before I get the laughter in your letter.

We walked into church last week, and in front of the priest, I swore that I would love her and be faithful to her for the rest of my life.

I'm sorry.

May you be well.

……

Perhaps Arjun also had a hunch, and when she received the letter, her big eyes were full of melancholy, and her face was full of apprehension.

When she turned around, Ah Chao called her again, and picked up the two leaflets in his hand: "Ming Pao's latest essay competition, as well as Rongchang Pictures' script collection-"

Arjun took the flyer and smiled reluctantly: "Thank you." ”

Looking at the somewhat haggard flowers gradually walking away, Ah Chao held his chin with both hands and exhaled a long breath - finally got rid of the fate of writing letters in English!

He happily made another stroke on the orthography, and there were still two strokes left, and the latest orthography was about to be completed.

……

Editor-in-Chief: "......"

Good guy, don't say anything else, Hongchen smiled at this entrainment of private goods, and the ability to do small advertisements is getting stronger and stronger.

The two Red Mansions, as far as he knows, are respectively popular because of Rongchang's "Liang Zhu" and Pei's "One-armed Knife", and there are still sporadic schedules in a few big theaters, and they are obviously about to be taken off the shelves.

As soon as Hongchen's new article comes out, this must not be put on for two more weeks!

Then there was the covert propaganda of the night school.

If you don't understand this scolding, how many people will take the bait?

It turned out that it was just young people who were interested, but now Uncle Uncle can't help but want to go to night school!

Thinking of the call from the Hong Kong Governor's Office in the morning, the editor-in-chief shook his head slightly, no wonder the Hong Kong Governor was heavy, and he also took the Queen's badge, so he really couldn't envy it!

He is a martial arts writer, and he can barely let Yang Guo learn the Tibetan language, but no matter what, he can't get a night school!

Editor-in-chief Zha flicked the manuscript in his hand and instructed the editor next to him, Ah Duan: "Please copy it again and send a copy to the Governor's Palace." ”

Ah Duan couldn't help but ask, "Do you want to give the governor a draft?" ”

Editor-in-Chief Zha instantly turned his face: "How is it possible!" ”

Just Hongchen smiled at this hand, this manuscript is definitely worth a thousand gold, and it will be announced in the future for 30 years and 50 years, and there will be many rows of faces!

If the editor-in-chief is a rich man, Hongchen's manuscript with a smile is a treasure at the bottom of the box, which will be passed down from generation to generation!

Make up the number of words in the month, and five more today.

(End of chapter)