Chapter 9 9. Doesn't she deserve your praise?

After Christmas comes New Years, a total of two weeks of holidays.Danny Hagrid doesn't have business and I don't have to go to school.One morning before I got up, he came in with a newspaper and slapped my face one after another.I opened my eyes and got up slowly: "Please find something else to play with, and let me sleep for a while." "Can you still sleep like this? I've convinced you. Do you know how many major events happened today?" "I want to stay a little longer until the bed collapses." I was about to fall, and he grabbed my neck, and the "Le Monde" was placed in front of my eyes.Danny Hague said: "Last night until this morning, strange things happened all over France: the government announced that it would cut state subsidies for the oil industry from March; 5 out of 10 nuns disobey after the age of forty..."

I bowed to Danny Hagrid: "You said too many new words, and I didn't understand any of them. I want to eat fried eggs in the morning, please inform the housekeeper to let the cook do it, thank you. I will sleep for a while." He finally added: "Miyazaki will open a retrospective exhibition at the Louvre on December 31." My paste-like head woke up suddenly, and I grabbed the front of his pajamas with both hands: "What date is it today?" "Number thirty-one." "We can catch up, can't we, Danny? Otherwise, you wouldn't wake me up, would you, Danny? I don't like anything but Hayao Miyazaki, you can definitely take me to See, don't you, Danny?"

"Listen to Wei Wei, let's do this: I'm asking the housekeeper to order the cook to make fried eggs. Besides fried eggs, what else do you want?" "Rice porridge and strawberries." "Okay, rice porridge and strawberries. During this time, you wash and change clothes. You need to wear more clothes. Paris is minus five degrees today. We will leave in about forty minutes and go to the private airport, where the plane is already waiting for us Alright. Then," he looked at the watch on his wrist, "we should land in the Des Fense district of Paris at around eleven thirty in the morning, find a small restaurant for a simple lunch, and arrive at the Louvre at two o'clock in the afternoon. , just in time for the opening, what do you think?"

I nodded hastily: "Almighty Master Hagrid, I have one more request. Can you get Miyazaki's autographed photo for me? It would be best if I could have a few words with him." He blinked those beautiful blue eyes: "Let me figure out a way, friends always know other friends." I lived that day like a dream.I have always kept photos with Hayao Miyazaki.He was a refined, hardworking Japanese, with white hair and a black beard, well trimmed, and wearing black-rimmed glasses behind bright, youthful eyes.He shook my hand graciously, thanking me for my attention.My hair falls to my shoulders and I'm still wearing my own striped sweater and jeans.At the moment when the photo was taken, my eyes widened in trepidation, my smile was as stiff as I wanted, and I tried to draw a "V" with my hand but failed.I can't help laughing at myself now.

He is the living Picasso of comics, visiting Paris.That day, there were so many people in the Louvre that it was like being in the Holy Land of Mecca. I saw large and small posters and dolls. His fans dressed up as Chihiro, Porco Rosso, and Totoro, and they called him by name. : Miyazaki, Miyazaki... I was brought into the venue by Danny Hagrid from another entrance, twisted and twisted in the high verandah, and suddenly someone called him: "Mr. Hagrid!" He waved to the man, and then led me to the front: "Hi Jacques, this is the kid I said must meet Miyazaki." That Jacques shook my hand: "Hi, miss, do you speak Japanese?"

I shake my head. "Then I will translate later." Danny Haig thanked him and said to me, "Wei Wei, I'll wait for you right here." Then I was led into Miyazaki's lounge by Jacques, and saw him being interviewed.When the Japanese staff came up to inquire, Jacques took the ID and said, "Hello, I am from the French Ministry of Culture..." With this back door, I have to face the master like a reporter.I held his hand and said after being excited for a long time, "I, I have watched all the animation movies you made." Jacques translated for him.He smiled and asked me: "Surely there is a favorite?"

"I like them all," I said, "I really like them all. If there is a certain preference, it is the water in your cartoons, rivers, lakes and seas. I like all the pictures with water." After hearing this sentence, he took the pipe out of his mouth, a little to distinguish me from other admirers, and he said with a little nervousness unique to the Japanese: "Water is the most magical thing in this world." , all water is connected together, rivers, lakes and seas, clouds, rain and dew, human tears and hard work, are all connected together, disappear from here, and evaporate from there again. So water is a sacred substance, it It has mysterious and enormous power."

I kept nodding, like a chicken pecking at rice.Until the staff came up to urge the master that the activity was about to start, Jacques quickly helped me take the photo mentioned above. Excitedly, I told Danny Haigh what Hayao Miyazaki had said, and I said, "Look, Danny, you and this animation master have something in common. You both love water." We came out of the Louvre, walked through the Tuileries Gardens, and walked on the Champs-Elysees Avenue, each holding a cup of hot cocoa.Before five o'clock, the sun began to set, and a faint orange halo slanted down along the high top of the Arc de Triomphe in the distance.Danny Hagrid took a sip of cocoa: "Who said I love water?"

I looked at his profile, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, it was an inscrutable expression.I laughed: "You are a big boss of drinking water, you have the best water source in Europe, don't tell me you don't take it seriously." "Hmm..." He pondered for a while, "I think I should really be grateful when you say that. But Wei Wei, water is water, it falls from the sky, emerges from somewhere on the ground, and if someone drinks it, I put it in a bottle It’s sold in Lili, that’s all. It must not be exaggerated to become something magical, it’s not worth it.”

"You sell a bottle of drinking water for four euros, and now you tell me it's nothing, Danny Haig. Don't let your opponent hear you saying this, or you will definitely make a big fuss." He laughed, turned around and hugged me in his arms, put his thumb on the Bosphorus, and raised my chin: "You little villain, are you arguing with me?" I grabbed his scarf with both hands, frowned and said, "You can't do it if you don't accept my idol." Danny Hagrid held my head in his hands and kissed me like nobody else was there. We stayed three days in Paris, staying in one of his houses near the Opera.I love the carpet in this house the most. It is pure white and very thick. When you step on it with bare feet, the long hair can cover your feet.I walked from one room to another with a glass of water, and sometimes I stopped to think about it, just to experience the feeling of the soft fur touching the soles of my feet.We toured the city, ate great food, met his friends, and went home to have sex as soon as it got dark.

I always wear my striped sweater, jeans, and trench coat, which the maid washes and irons every night for me to wear the next day.Whether we were watching a movie or an opera, or eating at a restaurant where we could meet ministers, Danny Hagrid never asked me to change my clothes. I secretly thought that I must have taught him a lot by crying and making noise last time. My sensitivity became his sensitivity, and he never dared to give me gifts easily.I'm pretty proud of it, at least I'm not like other people, I despise his money. Now that I am writing this, I am laughing again. At that time, I was so young and so stupid, thinking that I could flaunt the purity of my love by rejecting the clothes he sent me.Totally forgot that Danny Haig drove me from Chambery to Paris on a private plane to watch Hayao Miyazaki, my favorite crispy porcini mushrooms, and my favorite white wool that can cover the ankles Which carpet was not bought with his wealth? This situation began to change a bit when we were about to leave Paris.On our way back from Fontainebleau, we passed the Place Vendôme, where the windows of famous shops shone in the twilight.I looked out and Danny Hagrid said, "Shall we go for a walk?" "..." "The holiday will end tomorrow, I have to give you a present, Wei Wei." I looked him in the eyes and said, "I already have the comb you made." "Go and have a look, okay? Where do you want to put that wooden comb on your body? Then let others see and tell him that this is a gift from my lover?" The man tried to coax . ... In an old jewelry store with a history of more than 200 years, the manager took out a transparent diamond wearing gloves: "Eight carats, excellent purity, produced in South Africa, can be set as a necklace or ring." Danny Hagrid calmly flicked the manager's hand to face me: "Not to me, but to her." I looked at it for a long time, beautiful is beautiful, but it doesn't necessarily have any big names.I have never longed for this kind of thing, and it is absolutely necessary to put it in front of my eyes at this moment. The manager took out another diamond, twelve carats, pale pink, like a large drop of pink wine that suddenly congealed, and could even light up a person's face. Danny Hagrid straightened up and looked at me with his head tilted. I said, "I don't really want a gem." He said to the manager who greeted us, "Look, what you brought out turned a girl's interest in gems away." The man was slightly embarrassed and hesitated for a long time: "Now there is an emerald necklace in the store. I came back from the exhibition in Brussels a few days ago. Hollywood stars want to borrow it..." He said, "Take it out and have a look." I didn't know until I saw the emerald necklace that I didn't love gems because I didn't meet it.It was a group of five gemstones, the middle one was five carats in size, and the rest were three to four carats in size. Each of them was surrounded by small diamonds. It's like ink that can't be grinded, and some fluorescent lights are flashing, like elves in the forest jumping in it.The manager said: "For a very powerful jeweler, it may take a century to collect this necklace." With amazement and admiration, I couldn't help going up to touch it.Danny Haig told me, "Wei Wei, put it on." I have a fair face and a slender neck. Once I put on the magical necklace, my skin looks white and transparent, and my hair is illuminated by emeralds like layers of seaweed.Danny Hagrid finally laughed, kissed my hair and my face in the mirror, and asked everyone, "Isn't she pretty, eh? Isn't she worthy of your praise, eh?" They laughed and said sincerely: "This necklace has finally found its original owner." I put my head down and say thank you to Danny Hagrid.He said: "You've done a good job, Wei Wei. Only by having a lazy attitude can you pick the best things."