I really don't want to be a novelist

Chapter 199 Arrogant Chapter
"pride"

Residence halls at the University of Great Britain.

Accidentally read the comments about "Seven Sins" on the Internet,

Xi Yuan then picked up "Seven Sins" which had been read through and had been left on the table for a few days.

Turned to "Chapter Pride".

Compared with most of the gluttony or lust chapters that I like or think are the best on the Internet,
In fact, he felt that the "arrogant" chapter was the best, not that the other chapters were worse.
Purely a personal sensory preference.

At this moment, he just opened it, and the roommate from Great Britain who was sitting on the side and swiping his phone followed closely,

He dragged a stool, sat behind Xi Yuan, and watched the arrogant chapter of "Seven Sins".

"...Haven't you already read it, and are you going to buy the copy yourself?"

Xi Yuan didn't read the book, turned his head and asked.

"Oh, this book made me really uncomfortable. He is a good book, but every time I read a chapter, it takes me several days to forget his story."

"In addition, I read news on the Internet that there will be a book signed by the author ABC. I plan to wait until I buy it."

"Haven't you read the chapter on arrogance?"

"I've read it, the story of a man who shines shoes and parks his car. After reading it, I can't sleep at night. But it doesn't prevent me from thinking about it again."

"Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sleep at night after watching it?"

"Oh, even if I can't sleep at night after reading it, I can't put this book down. The story of this book has such charm."

The British roommate said with some exaggeration.

Xi Yuan shook his head and didn't speak any more.

Turning his head, he looked at the "Chapter of Pride" in "The Seven Sins" that he was holding in his hand.

The roommate in Great Britain looked at the words on the page, and gradually followed the author's description, and then seemed to be pulled into that somewhat hopeless world and immersed in it.

Protagonist of "Chapter Pride"
As my roommate said,
He is a low-level person who shines shoes and parks his car, as humble as dust, inconspicuous in the place where he lives.

His name is Novel, but in the entire chapter of the story, no one has ever called his name, his name only appears in his self-talk.

The place where Novell lives is a metropolis in the northernmost state of America,

In this country, warlords and evil forces coexist, and the power of the government is squeezed into a corner, and it can only play a role in the rich areas where it is allowed to exist.

Naturally, this led to chaos in the country, and some industries that should have been in the shadows were extremely prosperous.

Even in the metropolis where Novell lives, a large number of people die every day due to gang vendettas, or even fighting between gang warlords and government forces.

The whole city is clearly divided into a rich area and a poor area. The order of the rich area is maintained by gangsters and government forces, while the poor area completely loses order and breeds all kinds of darkness and crime.

And Novel is one of the lowest-level people in this city. Even a prostitute who deals in flesh and blood can stand tall in front of him, and even a gangster can show off his might in front of him.

In fact, or these people are his most customers.

According to the book, Novell is not young. When most people see him, he is hunched over, some hunchbacked, with his head bowed,
He makes a living by polishing shoes, leading the way, and parking cars. He has no house to live in, but he has a permanent residence under a pavilion in a park.
The park is not open to the public at night, so Novel carried his luggage and went back to live at night. For this, he had to pay the park guard a sum of money and leave before the park opened the next day.

The reason why Noveler survived by shining shoes is because his father was also a shoe shiner.

It's just that his father is better than him, and he once had a fixed position at the entrance of a big hotel, which he often boasted about.

And Novel can only linger in some chaotic neighborhoods, most of the time next to a certain street,

Novelle is a humble and proud person,
He often thinks he might be a big shot too,

But the reality of life is completely separated from his imagination, anyone can shout at him,
So he felt inferior again.

It is against this backdrop that the story of the Pride chapter unfolds.

"...A whore with heavy makeup and the most colorful clothes came to Novel from the street."

"Novelle lowered his head and bent his waist. He couldn't see the heavy makeup on the prostitute's face. He could only smell the strong, undissipated smell of smoke and the smell of inferior, pungent strong perfume on the prostitute's body. , seeing the cheap silk stockings on the legs of prostitutes."

"This is a whore, a cheap whore, with such a pungent perfume on her body, maybe she has body odor, maybe only those gangsters with no money can look up to such a whore."

"Nowell thinks so."

"At the same time, he buried his head lower, just looking at the shoes on the prostitute's feet, lest the prostitute think he was offended by looking at her legs."

"'Clean my shoes'"

The whore's voice rang out, she never paid attention to Novel,

Her action now is like walking to the side of the roadside steps, wiping the mud off her feet,
Who cares too much about steps.

"Yes, ma'am. I'll be sure to return you a pair of clean, new shoes to match your long, straight thighs."

Novel lowered his waist a little more, and said courteously,
Because of Novelle's praise, the prostitute lowered her head and glanced at Novelle,
This kind of praise from this old man who was bent over, bowed his head, and had rough and wrinkled hands and face made her feel a little nauseous.

Frowning, the prostitute suppressed her nausea, waited for Novel to wipe the leather shoes on her feet with a cloth, and then threw the one-dollar bill on the ground.

Novel went to pick it up with a smile on his face. After picking up the money, the prostitute had already left.

Novel straightened up, looked up at the whore,

I'm afraid I'm in a hurry to entertain customers, I don't know where it is,
Maybe someday he will be able to patronize.

Novel thought so.

Just then, another guest came,

Carrying a bag of dirty leather shoes, he walked past Neuville with his head held high,
It's not that he is arrogant to Novelle, Novelle is a shoe shiner, and there is nothing that can make others arrogant.

The guest just threw the bag of dirty leather shoes on the ground,
Said, "I'll pick it up later."

Just left without waiting for Novelle to agree,

In other words, I never thought that Novelle would refuse,

And so it is,
When Novel heard a voice next to him,

He quickly bent down again, lowered his head, and quickly responded,

"Okay, I will wipe it clean for you sir."

Novel didn't even see the face of the person who came, only saw that the person who walked by was wearing a suit and trousers,

Most of the leather shoes thrown on the ground are matched with suits.

I don't know what to do yet.
Maybe it's just a punk putting on airs.

Novel looked at the bag of shoes to be polished covered with accumulated dust and dirt,

Thinking like this,

I squatted down and sat down on the side of the street,
With his head down, he took a cloth and wiped these leather shoes,

Rubbing and rubbing, seems to think of something,
Novel found out the best pair of shoes, and wiped the shoes with a cloth to make them the cleanest.

As if brand new, reflecting some light,

It's just that there are still wrinkles on the upper of the shoes left by the shoes for a long time, and Novel is not very satisfied.

Taking the pair of leather shoes in his hands, Novel raised his head a little, and then straightened his hunched waist,

I looked around and saw the person before, and there were no passers-by around.

Novel felt relieved, then lowered his head, looking at the pair of clean leather shoes with reflective uppers in his hand, his eyes sparkled,

Stepping on the heels of each other, hurriedly took off the old worn-out shoes on his own feet,

Put this pair of clean leather shoes on the ground to wear,
But then paused again,
After searching all over the place, I found two clean plastic bags and put them on my feet first.

Then take the plastic bag and put on the cleanest and best pair of leather shoes,

But the leather shoes were smaller than his feet, and Novel could only stand on his heels,

Wear these new and clean shoes.

"...Nauville, how can you go out in such ill-fitting shoes today!"

Novel straightened his back, which had always been bent, and raised his head which had been lowered,

He padded his feet and wore those leather shoes, as if he had grown taller, looking down at the surroundings,

"You shoe shiner, clean my leather shoes!"

Novelle raised his head and said to the empty place in front of him,

It seems that wearing these good shoes, he also becomes a more noble person.

However, the ill-fitting shoes can only make him cushion his feet,
The plastic bag on his feet, without even moving, made his feet make noises.

……

"call……"

Xi Yuan looked at this passage and let out a long breath.

The plot described in this article is very funny and absurd,
But it is such an absurd plot that vividly reflects the separation between the fantasy and reality of a humble shoe shiner like dust.

So much so that it is obviously a funny scene, but the readers can't laugh, but feel an indescribable sadness in their hearts.

Even though this is the second time Xi Yuan has watched it, when he saw this episode, he still felt depressed and uncomfortable.

He let out a long breath, barely relieved.

"Hey……"

The roommate next to Great Britain also sighed,
Xi Yuan turned his head to look at his gloomy roommate, then turned his head, and then looked at the story of this arrogant chapter.

……

In this article, the story of the arrogant chapter continues.

It was not discovered that Novelle secretly wore customers' shoes,
Novel just wore it for a short while, only to see someone coming from far away,

I quickly changed the shoes back, and restored the previous appearance of bending over and lowering the head—even though the person who passed by far away was not the previous customer,

He didn't even look at him when he walked by, and Novell still lowered his head tightly, afraid of being discovered,

And when that original customer came back, Novelle even more so,
He lowered his head deeply, lowered his waist much lower than before, and put the pair of shoes he wore just now at the bottom of the pair of shoes,

Lest the guest discover any clues and be beaten severely,
In fact, the guest didn't have the time to pay attention to the reaction of such a humble man like dust,
I just picked up the polished shoes, dropped the money I needed to pay, and left.

But it also fully embodies the prudence of a humble little character like Novelle.

Although his head was buried deeply and his waist was bent, Novel had been thinking about another thing throughout the process,

He was just thinking, what on earth is this guest doing, leaving and returning so quickly,
Maybe it was some little gangster who came to have a private meeting with that prostitute.

Waiting for the guests to leave, Novel sneered.

In the text,

Later in the plot,
Novel sat on the side of the street and waited for a long time, but no one came over.

He kept stooping, bowing his head,
People coming and going on the street and on the road, he can only see the clothes on the people passing by,

Can't see the face still on it.

And Novel was looking at the shoes and trousers of these passers-by, and secretly commented from the bottom of his heart.

"The shoes are so old and full of dust, yet they have to be worn out again. No wonder they don't want to come over to shine my shoes, because I don't even have the money to shine them."

"Driving a car? I don't know which driver it is... What kind of work is not good, but you have to be a dog in front of others."

"She is dressed so gorgeously, so she must be a prostitute. Seeing that she is brand new, she must be charged a lot."

"...Wipe my son's shoes clean. If it's not clean at all, I won't give you money."

Waiting until evening, a savage woman came with a student in a school uniform,
"These are school shoes. Don't rub them for my son. All the classmates in the school will laugh at them."

"Ma'am, my shoes are the cleanest."

"That's the best, otherwise I can't afford to pay for these shoes. They are leather shoes bought at school..."

In the constant babble of this savage woman, Novelle,
Ended the last order of today,
When the shoes were finished, the woman said that the time was too long to shine and that she was wasting her son's time,

He was only willing to give Novel fifty cents, and Novel had been entangled with her for a while.
Finally the woman dropped fifty cents and ran away with her son,
When the wind blows, the fifty cents on the ground are flying around. Novel went to chase the money, and when he turned around to chase the woman, he was already out of reach.

Novel looked at the direction the woman was leaving, and laughed,

"I don't know what kind of school it is to wear such shabby leather shoes, but I have to come here to polish them."

By this time, it was already evening.

the sun is about to set,

There are no pedestrians on the street anymore.

Novel also began to pack his things in a hurry,

This street is relatively chaotic, and at night, when gangsters and some desperate little gangsters are active here, it becomes even more chaotic.

Didn't Novel feel that he was scared?

He felt that even if he tried his best, he could defeat a little bastard.

But those kind of punks are like maggots in the toilet, and their lives are worthless.

And if he gets hurt, his guests may not be able to wait for the only shoe shiner on the block until the next day,
Although maybe those people don't need it that much.

"...Oh, Novelle, why are you hurt?"

"Mrs. Davis, don't worry, I just..."

On the way back to the fixed residence, Novel was still rehearsing a drama in his heart,
A story that breaks with reality is being staged.

……

The plot in the text continues,

Packing his bags, Novel returned to the park.

The park is now closed.

With his luggage on his back, Novelle climbed over the fence on the edge of the park with some difficulty.

One of the steel rods on the fence was broken, and Novel's trousers were hung, and a hole was hung behind Novel's trousers.

Let Nowelle scold the park's facilities again.

This park is not allowed to enter at night,

And the money that Novel gave to the park staff was just money to keep the staff from reporting.

With his luggage on his back, Novel walked under the pavilion in the park where he lived every day.

The pavilion is the best part of the park, according to Novelle, and it provides shelter even when it rains,

Much nicer than the rest of the park - this park is not inhabited by Novelle alone,
There are also quite a few homeless people who will turn over at night, or sleep on the grass, or lie in some place that protects from the rain and wind.

And the reason why Novel was able to sleep under the pavilion was naturally because he gave the staff money.

But today,
Novel returned to the park, under the usual pavilion,

But I saw that there was already a person living under the pavilion,

A somewhat burly young tramp, naturally stronger than the old hunchback of Novel,
Novelle was a little angry,
This is where he sleeps, how can there be anyone else.

He obviously gave the money, and it's different from those homeless people who fell on the grass and benches!
(End of this chapter)