Chapter 115 I won't sell it to you for any amount of money
"Jonathan, why did your Ku Klux Klan want to kill Miss Hope Solo?" Tangning asked Jonathan.
Jonathan asked in confusion: "Who is Hope Solo? Haven't we heard that our New Orleans branch has a mission to kill her?"
"Solo was not killed in New Orleans, she was killed in New York. She was a Broadway actress."
Before Tangning could finish her words, Jonathan suddenly interrupted and said, "Oh, I remembered, she was the black actress Tony invited to act for the black slaves, right?"
"Yes, that's him!" Tang Ning nodded and replied.
Jonathan spread his hands and replied: "Then I really don't know about this matter. It should be done by the New York branch!"
"Then Mr. Booth should know about this, right?" Tangning asked again.
Jonathan nodded and replied: "Mr. Booth must know, because such a big thing must be approved by him!"
"Then where is he now? I'll ask him!" Tangning asked.
Jonathan shook his head and replied: "I don't know, Tony, I really don't know! Mr. Booth's itinerary is highly confidential. Not even me, not even Mr. Frankel, the general manager of New Orleans, knows about it!"
"Do you need to be so mysterious?" Tang Ning muttered angrily.
"There is nothing we can do about it, because there are many people who don't understand us now!" Jonathan shrugged.
Just when Tangning was about to persuade Jonathan to leave the Ku Klux Klan, Catherine suddenly walked in. Tangning had to stop the topic and said, "Long time no see, Catherine!"
Catherine smiled and replied: "I see Mr. Tangning every day!"
While Tang Ning was in a daze, Catherine explained: "I can see the serialization of Mr. Tang Ning's novels in newspapers every day!"
Hearing this explanation, Tang Ning couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, Catherine added: "But what surprises me and makes me very happy is that Mr. Tang Ning has been very diligent recently. He hasn't written a book for several years, and this year he actually continued to write books."
I’ve written two books, especially “Treasures in the Declaration of Independence,” but I didn’t even find a ghostwriter, which really surprised me!”
"Tony, have you ever hired a ghostwriter before?" Jonathan asked in surprise.
"Catherine, didn't you promise me not to tell others?" Tangning replied awkwardly.
Catherine retorted: "It's true that I didn't tell anyone, but Jonathan shouldn't be counted!"
"Well, that's true, but I ask you and your wife to help me keep it a secret. After all, it's not good for this kind of thing to spread!" Tang Ning begged.
"Don't worry, Tony, I won't tell anyone else!" Jonathan promised, patting his chest, but he murmured in his heart, why would Tony tell Catherine this kind of thing? Do they really?
Although Tang Ning didn't know that Jonathan would think so, she quickly said goodbye and left. However, on the way home, she was unexpectedly stopped by Melina. Melina asked Tang Ning in a depressed tone:
"Mr. Tangning, the price you pay for not having contact with me is too high!"
"What price did I pay?" Tangning asked in confusion.
Melina explained: "From what I know about you, you are the kind of writer who is talented but too lazy to write, but this time "Treasures in the Declaration of Independence" was actually written by myself, and I can tell
You don't enjoy this creative process. Many parts in the middle are deliberately to make the whole story longer. Before this, this kind of work was done by me. You also said that you are not deliberately reducing the relationship with the story.
My contact?”
"Although your logic makes sense, the reality is not like this!" Tangning replied somewhat depressedly.
"Oh, what's the truth like?" Melina asked.
Tang Ning explained: "The fact is that I suddenly wanted to write this story long. Although some parts in the middle may seem to you to be deliberate, but in fact this is also a writing technique. You can understand that I am trying this.
A way to write!"
"But it turns out that this is not a clever writing technique!" Melina pointedly said.
There was no way to refute Tang Ning, because "hydrology" was not a clever way of writing in the first place. Just when he was thinking about how to defend himself, Melina asked again: "Mr. Tang Ning, you won't continue to try this in your next novel."
How to write it?"
Tangning replied without hesitation: "Definitely not!"
"Will you still ask me to be your ghostwriter?" Melina continued to ask.
Tangning shook her head and replied: "I don't know, I have to look at the specific circumstances at the time, but I still suggest that Miss Anderson write a book yourself. For example, "Death in Atlanta" is very exciting and very real!"
"I would rather not write "Death in Atlanta" than have this real experience!" I said, drinking all the coffee in the cup like drinking wine.
Tang Ning understood what Melina meant. The reason "Death in Atlanta" felt real was because it was Melina's real experience. This experience was so tragic that she preferred not to write it.
So Tangning said with some embarrassment, "I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing!"
"It's not your fault, it's those damn Yankees who are to blame. It was they who started the war and burned down Atlanta!" Melina replied bitterly.
To be honest, Tang Ning now somewhat understands some of Melina's seemingly weird and absurd ways, such as being unwilling to write novels herself despite her talent, preferring to be a ghostwriter for herself; pursuing Heidi and even being willing to be her lover for it, etc.
, it is very likely that he was stimulated by the burning of Atlanta, and may even have suffered from mental illness. Unfortunately, there are no psychiatrists who can treat this disease in this era.
Just when leaving the cafe, Tang Ning accidentally saw an oil painting hanging at the door. At this time, Melina joked: "What, Mr. Tang Ning, this painting is also a work by Rembrandt?"
Before Tang Ning could answer, the owner of the cafe on the side heard the sound and walked over quickly and asked Tang Ning in a trembling voice, "Are you Mr. Tang Ning?"
Tangning nodded and replied, "Yes, I am!"
Then the cafe owner made a move that left Tangning speechless. He hugged the painting tightly and said, "Mr. Tangning, I won't sell you this painting for any money!"
PS: "Chicago 1990" currently sees the protagonist getting divorced. Although this book has problems of one kind or another, there is one thing that particularly attracts me, and that is worldly affairs. Before this, the worldly affairs I read was "Guan Xian".
I even have the urge to write a fanfic for him (in fact, the first novel I wrote was a fanfic of "Guanxian")