Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 217

It was more than four o'clock in the afternoon when Zhao Re got up from the bed, he squinted his eyes to look at the sky outside.

"It's still early."

Zhao Nuo muttered something, rubbed his hungry stomach, and walked to the living room with his slippers on.

Unlike the messy bedroom, the living room is very tidy.

Probably his mother came to help clean again, so he went straight to the kitchen. Sure enough, there was still hot food in the rice pot, and there was a note next to it: If you come over at noon, if you are hungry, the food is in the pot.

After Zhao Nuan finished his meal, he didn't care about the bowls and chopsticks, and turned around to go to the study. He had just received a job two days ago, and he had to write a city promotional draft, but he didn't write it for two days. up.

He has written a lot of soft articles for local publicity, and he has all the templates in his heart. It's just a change of place, so he can change it casually.

In less than half an hour, he finished the manuscript, and not long after sending it to the other party, the other party replied with another message.

"Ms. Zhao, can you write an article in the form of a novel? The price is negotiable. It doesn't need to be like "Border Town". Just a short story is enough."

Seeing the other party's news, a sneering smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Re's mouth, heh, it's just a dream to write a novel in such a poor place.But what is "Border Town" he is talking about, and is there really someone doing this?
Out of curiosity, he entered the word "border town" on the Internet.

After the flood of news came out, Zhao Nuo was stunned. It turned out to be Zhang Zhong's new book, and it had been published for a while.

It seems that I have spent too much time getting drunk these days, and I don't even know that Zhang Chong has a new book.

Before the meeting for the Youth Literature and Art Award, Zhao Re had only read Zhang Zhong's "Jieyou Grocery Store". After the meeting, Zhao Re searched out all Zhang Zhong's books and read them.

After reading Zhang Zhong's works, Zhao Nuo suddenly felt ashamed, and it was the feeling that he might not be able to catch up with the other party for the rest of his life.

Although Zhao Nuo has been very decadent for so many years, he has seen very few people. He thought that the so-called masters of martial arts and detective stories in the past were not good enough.

Only Zhang Zhong's book convinced him.

Especially the "Being Ordained", he really loves it to death.

"Where is this book? What is it about? What was the name of that one just now? According to him, this book is related to local customs?"

Zhao Re rubbed his messy hair, then clicked on "Border Town".

The beautiful scenery description at the beginning made Zhao Nuo's eyes shine!
He has written many manuscripts describing scenery, and he thinks that he has a good way of describing scenery, but when he read the beginning of this book, he found that his sentences are as beautiful as they are beautiful, but they are not as expressive as these ordinary sentences.

Looking further down, first describe the scenery, and then naturally write about the people.

When writing about Cui Cui, Zhao Nuo's face suddenly became short of breath.

"Cui Cui grew up in the windy days, turning her skin black, her eyes are green mountains and green waters, and her eyes are as clear as crystal."

When it comes to writing about eyes, Zhao Nuan immediately thinks of many words in his mind, bright eyes and teeth, looking forward to radiance, cutting water and autumn pupils, shining like stars...

But no matter how many idioms he thinks of, there is no way to compare with this sentence.

Zhang Zhong sent a crisp Cui Cui before his eyes with just such a sentence.

Looking further down, Zhao Nuan gradually fell into the nimble and brisk sentences of "Border Town", and the paradise depicted in the book also made him fascinated.

Cuicui is in love, she is in love with Nuosong, she didn't say it, but anyone can feel it.

I thought that in this paradise, love would be pure and flawless, without waves, but accidents still happened.

Tianbao and Nuosong fell in love with Cuicui at the same time, but after learning that Cuicui liked Nuosong, Tianbao quit voluntarily and ran out to the beach.

This time, I never came back.

The tragedy of this book begins here. Because of Tianbao's death, Nuo Song has a knot in his heart, and because of his grandfather's vacillating attitude, Nuo Song has a rift.

At the end of the story, Nuo sent out to rush to the beach, while Cuicui waited idiotically under the White Tower.

"Huh, it's over."

Feelings of regret still linger in Zhao Nuan's heart. He feels sorry for Cuicui and Nuosong, and also feels sad for Tianbao's death.

Zhang Chong is a bad guy. He created such a perfect paradise, but he knocked out a crack in it with his own hands.

Through the crack, Zhao Re seemed to see the real world outside Taoyuan.

At this moment, in Zhao Nuo's heart, a chain seemed to be broken.

He has always created a closed world for himself, in this world, he can get drunk and shout: whoever wakes up from the big dream first, I will know it all my life.

You can also shout: Everyone is drunk and I am alone.

But now, all of this is broken in front of him, as if telling him everything in the past is nothing but self-deception.

Zhao Re was crying, wailing like a child, he didn't wipe it off with his hands, but let the tears run across his cheeks and drip onto the smooth tabletop.

When Zhang Zhong shattered the border town, Zhao Re's world also shattered. He couldn't tell himself like before that it was all other people's fault and he was right.

Shakespeare said that there are a thousand Hamlets in one person's eyes.Everyone can see different things when watching "Border Town", but Zhao Re saw himself.

Sitting at the desk and crying for a while, Zhao Re's eyes glowed again, and now he only had one thought: I want to go to the border town, and I want to see Zhang Zhong.

……

Of course Zhang Zhong is not in the border town, he is currently painting with Peng Peng and Min Ya in Mengmu Xiaozhu.

Liu Feng didn't come today because of business, and Zhang Zhong brought Minya here by car.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhang Zhong still wore a hat and glasses as a slight disguise.

Fortunately, he rarely appeared on TV, so no one recognized him.

Standing next to Zhang Zhong, Xu Yuhan looked at the two girls drawing with a smile, "Liu Minya is improving very fast, she has a pretty good grasp of the lines now."

Zhang Chong had seen Minya's previous paintings, so he could see that she had made significant progress, so he nodded and said, "Well, Minya is also quite talented."

"Ms. Zhang went to Jiangyang University to teach today?" Xu Yuhan suddenly changed the subject.

Zhang Zhong smiled, "Well, I didn't expect the news to spread so quickly."

Xu Yuhan blushed inexplicably. It wasn't that the news spread quickly, but that she was staring at Zhang Zhong's news every day. Basically, she could see any news about Zhang Chong.

"Your lectures are really good, and I can understand them all."

Xu Yuhan's words made Zhang Zhong feel funny, and it sounded like how stupid she was.

"I'm just talking casually, and it's quite chaotic, and it's not easy for you to understand."

……

Xu Yuhan's expression paused, she didn't know if it was her problem or Zhang Zhong's problem, she felt that it was difficult to continue every chat.

(End of this chapter)