Hong Kong Entertainment: The top class starts with great writers

Chapter 422 The Postman’s Story Part [-]

After Ah Chao finished making changes, he continued reading with satisfaction:

Jack, you should really come to Hong Kong City to see it!

Not long ago, two major film companies, Pei's and Rongchang, successively released movies adapted from "The Story of the Stone", "A Dream of Red Mansions" and "Er You in the Red Mansions".

The gorgeous clothing, exquisite accessories, as well as food, housing and transportation all reproduce the luxurious life of the princes and nobles.

From this we can get a glimpse of Chinese civilization.

……

Dear Jack, Something interesting happened to me today.

I took a walk after dinner and near Xindu Plaza, I bumped into a blond and blue-eyed foreigner like you, asking for directions from an old man selling noodles.

At first, the old man thought he was here to buy noodles, and he was very enthusiastic. After the other party danced around, he casually pointed in the direction and sent the foreigner away.

It turned out that the direction was wrong. After a while, the man came back. He probably looked a little fierce and anxious. When he asked for directions again, it sounded like a curse to the old man's ears.

The old man was furious and cursed a lot, but it was funny that the foreigner couldn't understand it at all. He looked innocent with his eyes wide open.

I held back my laughter and showed him the way. I asked the old man again if he didn't understand why he was giving him random directions. The old man replied: "Nine times out of ten when you ask for directions, you are looking for the toilet. I pointed him in the direction of the public toilet." , if he has three urgent needs, wouldn’t they be solved?”

"He's not in a hurry, so let's look for him slowly!"

I never imagined that an old man selling noodles on the street could be so wise.

……

Ah Chao read it with great interest. Most of Miss Arqiong's letters talked about trivial matters in her life, but her writing style was outstanding, and her descriptions were particularly vivid and interesting.

Ah Chao was about to turn to the next letter when he paused, but then he seemed to think of something and read the part about the old man asking for directions again——

He thought thoughtfully and thought, it seems that he still has to continue studying at night school, otherwise he would meet a foreigner and even open his mouth to scold him without even realizing it. Wouldn't it be a big loss!
Ah Chao read one after another, and Ar Qiong's letters gradually changed from interesting trivial matters in life to boring ones trapped in love.

The last letter contained only one sentence:

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 Arqiong, with her bright eyes and welcoming smile. She looked completely different from what she saw today!

He sighed and picked up the first letter that was returned. There was also a black official letter attached to it. It was short but the words were harsh:
Mr. Jack died a week ago after accidentally contracting influenza and developed severe pneumonia.

died.

Ah Chao can completely imagine how Miss Arqiong would react after seeing this letter:
Her heart was as pure as silk, and she was alive like a walking zombie. There was no trace of brilliance in her big, watery eyes.

Even her wardrobe will change accordingly, and from now on, perhaps only black will remain.

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

Fortunately, there is still him.

Achao is kind and helpful.

Ah Chao took out a pen and paper and began to write a reply seriously. His English handwriting was not good at all, but average, just like printing.

This is enough.

Based on Ah Chao's past experience, these poor people who are waiting for a reply will never look into it even if they notice that the font is different.

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

Yes, it was just a small cold - without you around to remind me, I always forget to add clothes.

I didn't expect it to be so ferocious, and it took over my lungs in an instant, and I was hospitalized.

Today, after the doctor’s diagnosis, I can finally be discharged from the hospital. Can you write more interesting things around you?

I enjoy watching it.

That was my greatest comfort in the hospital bed.Your Jack. "

After Ah Chao finished writing, he carefully affixed the stamp, and then stamped it skillfully. A perfect letter sent back from another place was born.

So, when Miss Arqiong came to send a letter again, Achao handed her the forged reply letter.

He would never forget that for a moment, the girl's face burst into incomparable brilliance, making it difficult to look away.

As time goes by, Arjun changes from a flag back to a flamboyant petal.

Ah Chao knew that the time had come.

He began to reduce the frequency of replying to letters. Instead of replying to every letter, he began to reply once every two or three letters, then four or five. The reason was the same -

Busy Work.

Seeing the flowers gradually withering and turning back into flags, Ah Chao mailed the last letter:

Dear Joan,

I lied, sorry.

The fact is that I fell in love with someone else. She is a beautiful girl like you, with a pair of gentle and big eyes.

The difference with you is that she will giggle immediately when I tell a joke, instead of having to wait a week or two, until I forget what joke I told, before I receive the laughter in your letter.

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

terribly sorry.

I wish you all the best.

……

Perhaps Arqiong also had a premonition. When she received the letter, her big eyes were full of melancholy and her face was full of anxiety.

When she turned around, Ah Chao called her back and picked up the two flyers: "The latest essay solicitation held by Ming Pao, and the script solicitation from Rongchang Pictures——"

Arjun took the flyer and forced a smile: "Thank you."

Looking at the haggard flowers gradually walking away, Ah Chao supported his chin with both hands and exhaled a long breath - finally getting rid of the fate of writing letters in English!
He happily added another stroke to the straight character. There were still two strokes left. This latest straight character was about to be completed.

……

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

Good guy, if nothing else, Hongchen Yixiao’s ability to carry out private goods and make small advertisements is getting stronger and stronger.

As far as he knew, the two Red Mansions had become popular respectively due to Rongchang's "Butterfly Lovers" and Pei's "The One-Armed Sword". They only had sporadic schedules in a few major theaters, and they were obviously about to be taken off the shelves.

As soon as Hongchen Yixiao’s new article comes out, it must not be released for another two weeks!

Then there’s the covert propaganda of night schools.

How many people will take the bait if you can't understand this curse?
It turns out that it was only young people who were interested, but now uncles and uncles can’t help but want to take night classes too!
Thinking of the call he received from the Governor's office in the morning, Editor-in-Chief Zha shook his head slightly. It's no wonder that the Governor thinks highly of him and even got the Queen's badge. I couldn't be more envious of him!

As a writer of martial arts novels, he could barely let Yang Guo learn the Tibetan language, but no matter what, he couldn't set up a night school!
Editor-in-Chief Cha flicked the manuscript in his hand and told the editor next to him, Aduan: "Please copy it again and send a copy to the Governor's Mansion."

Aduan couldn't help but ask: "Are you giving the governor the manuscript?"

Editor Cha immediately turned his face: "How is that possible!"

As for the handwriting of Hongchen Yixiao, this manuscript is definitely worth thousands of gold. In the future, it will be published on the 30th and 50th anniversaries, and it will be displayed in a great way!

If Editor-in-Chief Cha was a rich man, the manuscript of Hongchenyixiao would be a treasure at the bottom of the box and would be passed down from generation to generation!

　To make up for the monthly update of word count, there will be five updates today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)