Chapter 215 The sight is green mountains and clear waters
It was already past four o'clock in the afternoon when Zhao Re got up from the bed. He squinted and looked at the sky outside.
"It's still early."
Zhao Re muttered, rubbed his hungry belly, and walked to the living room with his slippers on.
Unlike the messy bedroom, the living room is very neat.
Probably his mother came over to help clean again, so he went straight to the kitchen. Sure enough, the rice pot was still hot with food, and there was a note beside it: If you came here at noon, if you are hungry, the food is in the pot.
After Zhao Re finished his meal, he ignored the bowls and chopsticks and turned around to go to the study. He had just accepted a job two days ago to write a city promotional article. He had been putting off writing it for two days. If he didn't write it today, he might be in a hurry.
Already.
He has written a lot of soft articles for local promotions. He has the templates in mind, but he just needs to change the place and change them at will.
In less than half an hour, he finished the manuscript. Not long after sending it to the other party, the other party responded with another message.
"Teacher Zhao, can you write one in the form of a novel? The price is negotiable. It doesn't have to be like "Border Town", just a short story."
After seeing the other party's news, Zhao Re showed a sarcastic smile. Hehe, trying to write a novel in a poor place is simply a dream. But what is "Border Town" he is talking about? Is there really anyone who does this?
Out of curiosity, he entered the word "border town" online.
After a flood of news popped out, Zhao Re was stunned. This was Zhang Zhong's new book, and it had been published for a while.
It seems that I have spent so much time drunk these days that I didn’t even know that Zhang Zhong had released a new book.
Before meeting at the Youth Literature Award, Zhao Re had only read Zhang Zhong's "The Worry-Free Grocery Store". After the meeting, Zhao Re looked for all Zhang Zhong's books and read them.
After reading Zhang Zhong's works, Zhao Re suddenly felt a sense of shame, and a feeling that he might never be able to catch up with him in his lifetime.
Although Zhao Re has been decadent for so many years, he has seen very few people with his eyes. Those so-called martial arts masters and detective novel masters in the past were nothing to him.
Only Zhang Zhong's book convinced him to read it.
Especially the article "The Ordination", he really loved it.
"Where is this book? What is it about? What was the name just now? From what he meant, this book is about local customs?"
Zhao Re rubbed his messy hair and clicked on "Border Town".
The beautiful description of the scenery at the beginning made Zhao Re's eyes light up!
He has written many manuscripts describing scenery, and he thought he was very good at describing scenery. However, when he saw the beginning of this book, he found that his sentences were beautiful, but not as expressive as these ordinary sentences.
Looking further down, I will describe the scenery first, and then of course the people.
When he wrote about Cuicui, Zhao Re suddenly felt his breathing become heavier.
"The emerald green grows in the wind and sun, turning the skin black. The green mountains and green waters are astounding to the eye, and the eyes are as clear as crystal."
When it comes to writing about eyes, Zhao Re immediately comes up with many words in his mind, such as bright eyes and white teeth, shining eyes, clear eyes, bright as stars...
But no matter how many idioms he thought of, they couldn't compare with this sentence.
With just these words, Zhang Zhong brought a crispy Cuicui right in front of his eyes.
Looking further down, Zhao Re gradually fell into the clever and brisk sentences of "Border Town", and the paradise described in the book also made him fascinated.
Cuicui fell in love, fell in love with Nuosong. She didn't say it, but everyone could feel it.
I thought that in this paradise, love would be pure and flawless, without any troubles, but something happened anyway.
Tianbao and Nuosong fell in love with Cuicui at the same time, and after learning that Cuicui liked Nuosong, Tianbao voluntarily quit and ran out to break into the beach.
Once he left, he never came back.
The tragedy of this book begins here. Because of Tianbao's death, Nuo Sang had a knot in his heart, and because of his grandfather's wavering attitude, Nuo Sang had a rift.
At the end of the story, Nuo sent out to break into the beach, while Cuicui waited impatiently under the white tower.
"Huh, I'm done reading."
Regret still lingered in Zhao Re's heart. He felt sorry for Cuicui and Nuosong, and also felt sad for Tianbao's death.
Zhang Zhong is a bad guy. He created such a perfect paradise, but then knocked out a single crack in it with his own hands.
Through the cracks, Zhao Re seemed to see the real world outside Taoyuan.
At this moment, a chain seemed to break in Zhao Re's heart.
He has always created a closed world for himself. In this world, he can get drunk and shout: I will know who wakes up first from the big dream.
You can also shout: Everyone is drunk and I am alone awake.
But now, all of this was shattered in front of him, as if telling him nakedly that everything in the past was just self-deception.
Zhao Re cried, wailing like a child. He did not wipe it with his hands, but let the tears slide across his cheeks and drip on the smooth table.
When Zhang Zhong shattered the border city, Zhao Re's world also shattered. He had no way to tell himself like before that it was everyone else's fault and he was right.
Shakespeare said that there are a thousand Hamlets in one person's eyes. Everyone can see different things in "Border Town", and Zhao Re saw himself.
After sitting at the desk and crying for a while, Zhao Re's eyes glowed again. He only had one thought now: I want to go to the border town and see Zhang Zhong.
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Of course Zhang Zhong is not in the border town. He is currently painting in Mengmu's small house with Pengpeng and Minya.
Liu Feng didn't come today because he had something to do, so Zhang Zhong drove Minya here.
In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Zhang Zhong still put on a hat and eyes as a slight disguise.
Fortunately, he appears on TV relatively rarely, so no one recognizes him.
Xu Yuhan stood next to Zhang Zhong and watched the two girls drawing with a smile, "Liu Minya has also made rapid progress. She has a good command of lines now."
Zhang Zhong had seen Minya's previous paintings, so he could see that she had made significant progress, so he nodded and said, "Well, Minya is quite talented too."
"Teacher Zhang went to Jiangyang University to teach today?" Xu Yuhan suddenly changed the topic.
Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "Well, I didn't expect the news to spread quite quickly."
Xu Yuhan blushed inexplicably. It wasn't because news spread quickly, but because she kept an eye on Zhang Zhong's news every day. Basically, she could see any news about Zhang Zhong.
"Your lectures are really good and I can understand them all."
Xu Yuhan's words made Zhang Zhong feel funny. It sounded like how stupid she was.
"I just talk casually, and it's quite confusing. It's not easy for you to understand me."
…
Xu Yuhan's expression paused. She didn't know whether it was her problem or Zhang Zhong's problem. She felt that it was difficult to continue chatting every time.