Chapter 7 Chapter VII

In the afternoon, Li Zhongfu called her. "I'm talking about other things, not to pressure you." "What's up?" "Remember you said the honeymoon was the most comfortable on board the Queen Elizabeth II." "Yes, I said, around the world, and landed in three months." "I checked just now, and there are vacancies next spring." It is raining and the sky is dark. After marrying Zhongfu, fifteen years later, in the evening, I can casually say: "The eldest will enter high school next year. He will grow up a lot. Every three months, he needs to buy new shoes and a new coat." Then , the other party will answer: "Fortunately, the income is fixed, these are not difficult for me", and then, the cold night warms up.

"Nuoqin, what are you thinking?" "I'm going to help my sister pack her luggage in a while." "Going to Canada in winter doesn't seem like the right time." "Seeing the worst all at once, if you can accept it, next spring will be even more pleasant." "Exactly." "On the day you get on the plane, you can drive." "Also." Unexpectedly, Ting Feng only brought one piece of medium-sized luggage. "That's all?" "You can buy it now, why bother to bring more." "Fair wind." Ting Feng complained: "I have been lying to us that I will accompany us."

"You've only been away for a week and you'll be back." Nuoqin bid farewell to her sister eagerly. Li Zhongfu had sharp eyes, "I don't think Tingfeng will only be there for a week." Nuo Qin was taken aback, "Why?" "Sixth sense." "Unreliable." "Why don't you follow your sister?" Nuo Qin originally wanted to say "for you" playfully, but then felt that this was not the time to joke, "I will wither if I go over there." "There are also Chinese newspapers over there." "You want me to go?"

"No, no, of course it's small." Nuo Qin said: "There is a difference between writing to 6 million people and 200,000 people." "I'm glad you stayed." "If she hasn't come back from spring break, we'll go see her." That night, in the middle of sleeping, Nuoqin woke up again. It's for a mystery. She couldn't grasp the key in a haze. The next morning, after finding the website of Victoria University, Nuo Qin carefully checked the information. The Faculty of Law has five teaching chairs and sixty students. Among the professors and lecturers, there are no Chinese, and no women.

Is Wensi talking nonsense? She called Lin Lihong. Most of the operators are newcomers, they don't know all kinds of people and classes, and they don't work hard enough to memorize the list. "Lin Lihong? Wait a minute." The phone connected, it was another person's voice. Heh, didn't he leave again, it seemed like changing people at a revolving door. "Lin Lihong is not this extension." "Sorry, I'll try again." Thankfully he didn't leave. Lin's voice came quickly, "Who?" "Cen Nuoqin." "Tomorrow night is the editors and writers' fellowship, are you coming?"

"I want to ask you something." "Please say." "Does Vince live in a foreign country?" "Yes, the manuscript was faxed from Canada. I have said too much." "Who the hell is she?" "You don't need to know too much. After all, it's your partner. Once it's a blockbuster, you can cooperate seamlessly. If you lose readers, it's good luck to close the door. It's as simple as that." "Has she delivered the manuscript yet?" "Always on time than you, no need to be urged." "Have you ever met her?"

"Remember, I'm not a drafter." Yes, the founder of the mailbox is Wu Siben, a name that has almost been forgotten by everyone. "I haven't seen her." "How is the handwriting?" "Miss, everyone is typing on a computer except you." Can't ask any more questions. "It's all right, I have to go to a meeting, and I hope to see you at the party." Nuoqin lay on the couch with her arms behind her head. Why is it necessary to be so mysterious? It's ridiculous. Although it is said to be a private wish, there is no transparency at all. The person must be very cautious and suspicious.

Nuoqin let out a breath. She stood up and wrote like this: "My real name is Cen Nuoqin, I would like to ask your honorable name..." But he hesitated, the other party didn't say anything, why did Cen Nuoqin confess first? She collapsed on the sofa again. It's better to be reserved. She fell asleep for a while, and seemed to see her mother's shadow walking towards a gray space. Nuo Qin stretched out her hand, trying to grab the corner of her mother's clothes, but the shadow had disappeared. She felt a strong sense of sadness, knowing that she would never see her mother again, she felt as if she had been punched in the chest, feeling depressed and uncomfortable.

Just at this time, the phone rang, and it was my sister's voice. Nuo Qin was surprised, "It's here, so fast?" "It's only been half a day." "How does it feel?"-- "It's really killing me." "What's up?" "Smoking is banned everywhere. You can't smoke on planes, and you can't smoke in cars. If you are suffocated, you can only stand on the street to get addicted, like a wandering warbler." "Stick it with nicotine." "The skin is red and swollen, I can't stand it." "And nicotine sugar."

"Will not work." "Old sister, simply quit, and be healthy physically and mentally." "You copy down the phone address first." "what is the place?" "Monthly rent a hotel-style service apartment, facing the prison river, the scenery is very good, Didi likes it very much, I will accompany her downstairs for a swim later." Nuo Qin laughed, "How long has it been since you wore a swimsuit?" "It's been too long." Feeling a little reincarnated. Ting Feng sighed, "Be careful in everything." "keep in touch."

What a coincidence, there is a letter from Gao Jiliang in the mailbox, and the address and phone number are also attached. "Life is passable, my friend took me in, I started a snack business, and I have settled down." Nuoqin hurriedly sent back a greeting card. From now on, Tingfeng will never see him again. There is a message on the fax machine. "Morning, hello." Nuoqin replied: "Does a wise person like you have no worries at all?" "You overestimate me." "Will you come back to visit relatives in the near future?" "I'm afraid not." Nuo Qin suddenly asked: "Poor Gaotang Mingjing's sad white hair, what's the next sentence?" "The morning is like blue silk and the evening is snow." "Join the Wine is truly one of the best works in the world." "I first read it when I was twelve." "I was five years old, and my mother never taught me to have moonlight before my bed." "She must be interesting." "No longer alive." "Sorry." "What about you, how is your family background?" "Unsatisfactory." Still unwilling to reveal clues. "Have you seen the letters selected for us by the editorial department in this issue?" "Another emotional dispute?" "Have you ever thought about ending the mailbox?" Nuo Qin replied: "The mailbox will not end. Even if you and I don't write it, the editorial department will find two other people to be writers." "Can you do that?" "Of course, these two pseudonyms belong to the universe." "They have an iron fist policy." "Smart to the extreme, apart from the limited remuneration, the author can't think of any other benefits." "You seem to be out of spirits." "Did you hear that?" Vince didn't answer. "Let's talk about it another day." Nuoqin didn't want to fall asleep, her bones would be soft when she fell asleep, and she would decay before she got old. Seeing that he was free, he simply went to Li Zhongfu's office and gave him a surprise. She drove up the mountain and walked into the rigid, undecorated office of the government agency. Nuoqin was here for the first time. I saw that the office was full of people, and there was a black mass of people's heads. Li Zhongfu's name was spoken, and someone took her to a corner to wait. The door of a partition room was ajar, and Li Zhongfu could be seen talking on the phone. He didn't see her. He has a different look at work. He had a straight face, his skin was a little purplish, suddenly he seemed to be ten years old, he was very serious and serious. There was a person sitting opposite him, that person was obviously his subordinate, older than him, but he didn't get his respect, he kept chatting on the phone without hanging up, and let that person sit coldly. Nuoqin really didn't expect Li Zhongfu, the honest man praised by the world, to have such a side, so she couldn't help being so stunned that she couldn't speak. He could only hear him say to the person on the other end of the phone: "This sum of money is not a small sum, you should find someone else to find a solution." Finally put down the phone, he picked up a document, dropped it on the table, and said to his subordinate with a livid face, "Go and see Zitian!" The man took the stack of papers without saying a word, and left the room with his head down. Nuoqin opened her mouth wide, wow, with such authority, she is hardly the Li Zhongfu she usually knows. People with two faces are the scariest, but who doesn't have two faces? If readers have seen Cen Nuoqin's tone of bargaining with the boss, would they still be interested in reading her love novels? However, Nuo Qin was still very surprised, she underestimated Li Zhongfu, he behaved really well in front of her. At this time, he suddenly saw her. Nuoqin was wearing an egg yolk suit, and his brilliance brought a golden light to the gloomy office. His expression changed immediately, as quickly as changing a mask, and he came out with a smile on his face. "How did you come here?" "I want to surprise you." As a result, I got infinite surprises. "Come in and sit, the place is simple." This is not a word of modesty. "You don't have a ring on." Nuoqin, however, asked an inappropriate answer: "Zhongfu, how can you be as proud as before? What's the next sentence?" As expected, Li Zhongfu was startled, "What is what?" Nuo Qin changed the subject again, "Who did you talk to just now? That person seems to be asking you for a loan." "Oh, how long have you been here?" Only ten minutes. "That person is my cousin." "Is she handicapped?" Li Zhongfu smiled slightly, "Nuo Qin, you don't have to pay attention to them." "If relatives and friends are in trouble, shouldn't they help?" "Nuo Qin, in the past ten years, there have been many people who ate, drank, prostituted, and gambled with arrogance, and made fun of their frugal and simple relatives. This kind of person fell headlong and brought the blame on themselves. They don't deserve sympathy." Nuoqin was silent. "When that wife was the most exaggerated, she had three maids and one driver. She loved to ridicule my mother who didn't know how to eat abalone, and lived in the suburbs all her life." "You hold a grudge?" "No, but I won't lend her money." Nuo Qin can't say that Li Zhongyun is wrong, he has every right to use his private property, besides, the master said, how can you repay kindness with kindness? " "Believe me, Nuoqin, my savings in the first half of my life are not enough for her family to spend for half a year." Li Zhongfu turned back to his old good Li Zhongfu. "Nuoqin, what pride did you just say?" "That old gentleman just now is your subordinate?" "I'm going to criticize him for retiring next year, and I want to postpone it. He said that the youngest son is only sixteen years old and has not yet gone to college." "You're not going to help him?" "He is the dead branch among the dead branches of the tree." Where has this tone been heard?Oh yes, Wu Siben and Guan Chaoqin were once so authoritative. Nuoqin smiled slightly. As long as there is a little bit of power in hand, it will be exerted to the end immediately, regardless of the consequences, and the future will be ruined, regardless of the consequences. Nuo Qin said, "I still have something to do, let's go first." "I can have tea with you in half an hour." "No, your work is important." She left without looking back. The visit directly helped her make a decision. When I got home, I listened to my sister's call first. "The leaves are all gone, it was frost yesterday." "Sounds very romantic." "House hunting." "There are too many trees, we need to cut the grass and sweep the leaves." She reminded Tingfeng. "A gardener may serve weekly." "Yes, you are rich, so you don't need to do it yourself." "Didi has signed up for school." "What?" Nuoqin was taken aback, "Didn't you say you were on vacation?" Tingfeng was silent. "Hey, answer me." "No, not coming back for a while." "Ah, I've had enough scraping, and I left with interest." "What did you say?" Ting Feng was annoyed, "You're going crazy." Nuoqin hung up the phone. In a fit of anger, she complained to Wen Si like this: "My cousin has decided to reject the marriage contract. It is impossible for a person to end his life without paying the price. Marrying someone who disagrees with others will suffer hardship in the future." Nuoqin propped her head on her hands and wrote a novel all night. At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Wen Si's answer came, "It's so strange for someone as smart as my cousin to think for so long before realizing that it's impossible to marry someone she doesn't love." Wen Si was right, Nuo Qin was depressed. "Said to my cousin: good luck will finally come, don't worry." "This comfort seems too superficial." "Of course, I can't tell fortunes." "Ugh." "What are you writing?" Nuo Qin didn't answer. "A novel that readers love to read?" Nuoqin said: "I never know what readers want to read. I wrote the story I wanted to write first, and they chose me." "Well said, with purpose." "Vince, I want to interview you." "I live farther away." "I have relatives in Wenbu." "Who really didn't, they're all here." "You won't refuse me, will you?" "I'm afraid you will be disappointed." Nuo Qin suddenly asked: "What is the next sentence?" "Flowers bloom and fall in two ways." "Thank you." Nuo Qin didn't finish writing until early in the morning, lying on the bed, in the half-brightness, suddenly had a flash of inspiration, suddenly realized. The mysteries of many days were finally unraveled in Li Najian. No wonder Vince was so disgusted with her opinion at the beginning of the letter, because he didn't resonate at all, because he was not a woman at all. Wen Si is a man, and his views on people and things are completely different. Nuoqin let out a long breath. The truth came out. She was a little dumbfounded, Cen Nuoqin, a fashionable and independent woman, had been telling her heart to a man who was completely unfamiliar with her for so long, he was in the light, and she was in the dark. Hey, Vince, why don't you say you're a man? He must answer: "From now on, have I ever said that I am a woman?" How could a man so nicely come to host the mailbox? His answer: "Is the mailbox host a female patent?" He is an eloquent talent, nothing can stop him. Nuoqin was so excited that she didn't sleep well all night, it's really exciting, and don't let him know that she has discovered his identity. She finally couldn't bear it anymore and called Wu Siben. The phone rang for a long time, Nuo Qin thought she had moved away, the call had been canceled, just about to hang up, someone came to listen. Nuo Qin quickly said, "Excuse me, I'm Cen Nuoqin." The other party seemed very happy, "Nuoqin, long time no see." "Can I come out for a cup of tea?" "I'm currently working in the factory area. I'm dressed casually. I won't be coming out. What's the matter?" "It's nothing, Jujujiu." The other party smiled, "Your name is Siben. In today's world, as soon as people leave, the tea gets cold. If you are willing to contact me, you are considered a good person." Nuoqin cried out ashamed. "Your mailbox has been a success." "It's your idea." She didn't take credit for it, "People are lonely, find someone to talk to, what is safer than writing to the host of the mailbox." "I won't quarrel with Wensi anymore, maybe I will visit him later." "It's not good-looking if you don't make noise. At the beginning, I told him to deliberately contradict you, just to create an atmosphere." "Your idea was successful, how did you find Wen Si?" "He's a senior in my university. If you need anything, you can just talk to him." "His Chinese level is believed to be good." "No, I really can't tell he's a foreigner." Foreigner! Another surprise, Wen Si is not Chinese. Cen Nuoqin opened his mouth wide. "It's rare that as a Chinese-English mixed-race person, I have such good knowledge on both sides." "Yes," Nuo Qin replied, "I will see him next year." "Maybe there will be unexpected developments, it all depends on fate." Wu Siben's tone was calm and very amiable. "Siben, thank you for taking care of me." "What are you talking about, Nuoqin, I wish you a higher level." "That's the end of the conversation." Wu Siben was so open-minded, she was considered a hero, she estimated the world's sophistication accurately, and she knew exactly why Cen Nuoqin was looking for her, so she told the whole story straightforwardly and solved the mystery. She wouldn't even ask for a tea. Still as free and easy as before, she will go up again. Nuo Qin looked for the information of Victoria University again, ah, I found it. Jack Livingstone, 32 years old, joined Victoria University in 1996...I really didn't expect Wensi to have such a common English name. Now, she knew all about him. Letters from readers selected by the editorial department: "Wensi and Wenbi, I am forty-four years old, widowed, lonely, and very rich. From five to seventy years old." Nuoqin replied: "The business is handed over to professionals, the money is handed over to the bank, and the age of your playmates should be reduced to between 25 and 35 years old. After so much, you still want to fix your bald belly? Don't do it again." Belittle yourself, a man's energy has begun to decline once he is over twenty-five, what do you want to do with a playmate who can't be played with." At the age of seventy, Nuo Qin snorted, she was crazy, she wanted to be a grandpa. Wen Si's answer: "From this we can see that some women are still bound by dogma, and they want to save face and suffer. Is there any reason that the male companion must be older than you? Let go of your arms and enjoy life. He must not only be tall and handsome, but also have a good figure and be humorous enough." Sensibility, and must have wisdom, under heavy rewards, there must be courage." As soon as the two letters were canceled, the readers were scolded bloody by the defenders. Wen Si asked Nuo Qin: "If a man is looking for a girlfriend, what would you say?" "I would advise him to choose a gentle and honest woman of the same age as his companion. Young beauties usually come for profit and leave as soon as they achieve their goals, which only causes sadness." "Men and women choose differently." But why can't women enjoy life? Women only live once. If Tingfeng is willing to find a young male companion, she agrees with it. Nuoqin asked Li Zhongfu to come out. Zhongfu arrived early in the morning, drinking beer and waiting for her. Nuo Qin sat down and said: "Did you see the news, Zhang Duanlin is stationed in London, I hope I have the opportunity to be so stubborn." "That's not what he thinks. He's exiled as a prick." "From this we can see that being an official only cares about prestige." "I told you about the current news, Nuoqin, it's time for me to give me a real reply." "yes." She gently pushed the small light blue box in front of him. He was very surprised, "Have you figured it out?" Nuo Qin nodded. That disappointment will not be greater than thinking that you can be promoted but not promoted. Nuo Qin suddenly heard him say: "The stock market has gone up." She raised an eyebrow. "Everyone is watching 10,000 points." Nuo Qin still didn't understand. "The unemployment rate has also stabilized at around five per cent." Hey, how do you say this? "So, you rejected me." Nuo Qin was taken aback. "The situation is turning for the better, people are active, and they are unwilling to settle down." Ah, the relationship between the two could write a thesis. "If the stock market goes straight down to 5,000 points, I'm afraid you won't return the ring?" Nuo Qin said gently: "What, asking a city's economic collapse to fulfill your marriage, wouldn't that be a love affair in the city?" "answer me." Nuo Qin refused to say. Five thousand points is not enough to make her bow her head. Maybe three thousand points, when people are panicked and hit by the impact, they may escape into the small family. He gently took back the ring and carefully put it in his pocket. It was his two and a half months' salary, and his income was over six figures. Nuoqin said, "Wish me luck." "You're so smart you don't need luck." "Stingy." "That's always been my least feminine flaw." Nuo Qin stood up, "I still have something to do." "Let's get back in touch." The computer board in the window of the bank building shows that the stock has risen in one day, oh, is the sky clear after the rain? A while ago, she and Li Zhongfu seemed to be hiding from the rain in a dark cave. They became familiar with each other in the harsh environment of thunder and lightning, and flinched together. Then, as the sun came up, she saw him clearly, was this the man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with? No, I had to get out of the cave and continue searching. The streets were bustling with pedestrians, and it seemed that it was lively again, or it was just Cen Nuoqin's own feeling. The front of the jewelry store was originally deserted, but today there was a young man and a woman standing in the window looking at it. The man was salivating at the sight of the woman, and persuaded in a low voice, "This kind of gorgeous jewelry is not something ordinary people can wear." Nuoqin smiled, this is another Li Zhongfu, he never thought of wrongdoing, he did things according to the book every day, no one said he was unworthy, he obediently admitted that he was not worthy. Then, who loves to fight and is unwilling to give in, he may criticize others for being too keen on fame and fortune, and has a high vanity. Only to hear the young woman retort: ​​"In the future, I will definitely wear beautiful jewelry." You don't need to listen any further, you don't need an experienced mailbox host to know that this couple is about to break up. Nuo Qin went home to write. The publishing house said to her: "Miss Cen, if someone reads a work, it will die. The so-called either read or dead, remember to keep creating. Don't foolishly think that readers will stay and wait for a masterpiece to come out ten years later." Nuoqin immersed herself in her novel. Only her sister's phone can get her instant response. "Didi is very happy." "That's because she was with her all day off." "Yes, only in strange places can mother and daughter depend on each other for life." "How are the prices?" "It's not as bad as the legend says." Nuo Qin smiled, "How could anyone dare to spread the word like that in a place where the shopping tax amounts to 14 percent." "miss you." "me too." Di Di came over and said a few words, the teacher was waiting for her to practice the piano, and hurried away. "Wensi and writing, I am determined to be a writer, please give me advice." Nuoqin held this short letter in her hand, feeling that it weighed a thousand catties. I saw the immature handwriting, obviously a young man, Cen Nuoqin's advice to him today may affect his future. She replied: "You are asking the wrong person this question. Usually only those who have just published ten or eight small books will really and excitedly consider themselves a writer, or they are old enough to like to write and have not published anything." The author of the work also hopes that he will be regarded as a writer. I am neither, so I can't give you advice. As for myself, I just prefer to write." Levins read the reply and said, "How humble." "The truth." "You were unrestrained and unrestrained a year ago, what happened today?" "The lessons of the city's decline have whipped me." "Yes, the new generation of urbanites finally understand that there will be setbacks in life." "In the future, it will inevitably follow the painful experience to be calm and steady." "Hopefully." "And how do you answer the reader?" Levins' answers were always to the point. Ah, Nuoqin now knows why he is called Wensi, Levinsi is his surname at all, Wu Siben is really thoughtful. "This question seems to be a question for professionals. I have asked several seniors, and their opinions are very different. Both Jin Yong and Ni Kuang said: writing depends on talent, and hard work does not help much. Then, I ask again: What is talent? They each answered with a smile: Talented writing is liked at first glance. In this way, many people have entered the wrong profession. The market is limited, and it cannot sell tens of millions of copies like American writers, so why are there so many young people yearning to be writers? Maybe it is an industry that expresses itself extremely." Here we go, here we go again. There are endless words, every word is pearls. It's a pity that he is not a professional writer, otherwise there would be another young mentor. She asked Levins, "Where did you study Chinese?" "My mother's private tutor." "Oh, amazing." "Many children who grow up in foreign countries refuse to learn Chinese, but I am an exception." "It finally came in handy." "Learning is a kind of pleasure, usefulness and uselessness are secondary." "Writing is also the same, whether it is popular or not, shouldn't care about it." "I can hear your sincerity, but why were your color photos all over the street a while ago?" "People are in the rivers and lakes, and they can't help themselves." Nuo Qin felt a little ashamed. "Now that I have transferred to a publishing house, I can take the opportunity to change my style." "Thanks for the advice." "If you lose your wit altogether, the lively you, the reader will probably be disappointed." "Yes, I will try to strike a balance." "Don't be too deliberate. Doing literary and artistic work can't make people see that you are working too hard." "Wow, that's so difficult." "It's about talent. If many people concentrate on teaching, they will be promoted to principal early, but it's a pity that they are too keen on writing." "Hey, you're an amateur, why criticize us." In the evening, Lin Lihong said to Nuoqin: "You have been too quiet these days, and there is no news at all. People will think you are not popular anymore." "If you're not red, you're not red." "Look at you, you're so popular that you're impatient, you're so popular that you want to die, you don't really know what it's like until you're not popular." "I'm not afraid. The interest rate has been lowered, the property market has recovered, and maybe a new newspaper will be published." Lin Lihong smiled: "Yes, I will definitely take you with me when I change jobs." "Lihong, how is the atmosphere in the office?" "I believe that when the stock market rises to 12 o'clock, it will return to normal, and everyone will have a smile on their faces." "It's been a whole year without knowing it." "Never had such a terrible year." "Be careful, it hasn't rained Daqing yet." Everyone sighed, and it seemed that they could live again.