A journey through time and space

Qu Yuan was stunned,"Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers?""

"Death is like... the quiet beauty of autumn leaves?"A young editor also thought crazily.

"The handwriting is so good! This poem is better!"An old editor was so impressed!

"Teacher Xiaojie is really talented! I believe it today!"The only woman inside said.

Xiaojie put down his brush and looked at the female editor with a smile,"You didn't believe in the co-author before?

The woman blushed and waved her hands hurriedly:"No, no, I just haven't seen it with my own eyes before, so I didn't feel that deeply. Hey, I said something wrong. Editor Qu wants to treat you to dinner tonight." Well, when the time comes, I'll give you a drink as a penalty. Xiaojie quickly said:"

It's okay, it's not that particular. Haha, I just made a joke."

Qu Yuan was still reading the words,"Is this really something you came up with on the spur of the moment?" Absolutely, this poem preface is so appropriate! It’s written with that kind of artistic conception, it’s hard to mention!"

Everyone in the publishing house applauded in unison, and some even clapped, praising Xiaojie without hesitation.

Xiaojie also hurriedly said a few words of modesty. Although this poem is only a simple sentence, even the number of words in it is You can see, but the fewer the words, the more you can see the foundation of his skills, and the less simple it is to write. There is a saying called"The Greatest Way to Simplicity", which may be what it means. This poem actually has a lot of background, it is one of his world-famous poems. A poem from"The Birds" written by the Indian poet Rabindranath Tagore, translated by Zheng Zhenduo, is a famous poem in Xiaojie's world!

Why is this a good preface? Why does Xiaojie use this sentence as a preface?

, Xiaojie wants to echo the works in his anthology. The poems he likes, and the poems he uses in this world, are all relatively broad-minded, either flamboyant, meaningless, cursed, or touching. Either looking at death as home, or full of vitality, this little poem from"The Birds" is naturally the most appropriate. It summarizes almost all of his works and includes them all. Secondly, this poem is actually also It reflects Xiaojie's character, ideals, and wishes.

Life is like summer flowers.

Death is like autumn leaves.

This statement may be a bit literary. In Mandarin, it also borrows a sentence sent by a great man to commemorate Comrade Liu Hulan. , this poem can also be translated into the vernacular like this - greatness in life, glory in death! In fact, Xiaojie also wanted to use this sentence from the great man as a preface, but this sentence is a bit too straightforward, and he is not as straightforward as himself. He praised himself for being great and glorious, so one of the poems from his world-famous"The Collection of Birds" was released!

Go home.

Xiaojie started to make notes and annotations.

This workload is really not small, really If you have to fool around on your own stupidly, you may not be able to get it done in a day or a month, and there will definitely be lots of mistakes. So Xiaojie looked at his game reputation, and after slowly reaching 200,000 points, He bought two memory search capsules from the mall to use them to read the analysis and annotations of those poems and works in his world.

After staying up all day and night, he finally handed in the manuscript.

Today.

It was almost evening, and autumn was coming to an end. , the sky got dark relatively early.

Xiaojie watched the sunset and lay motionless on the bed. His hands were sore, his neck hurt, and there was almost no part of his body that was not tired. He had been making notes in the past two days, although he already had it in his mind. Things, as long as the memory search is carried out and the latent memory retrieved from the bag is presented intact, but it is not a small workload. In the end, the manuscript and annotations have to be revised. It took a long time, and finally last night Done. Xiaojie stayed in bed all day today, not even going for the run he had been doing for several days. He had to slow down. Ring, ring, ring.

A call came from the publisher Qu Yuan.

Xiaojie had been lying in bed all day. Feeling a little more alive, he reached out to answer the phone and said,"Hey Editor-in-Chief Qu."

"Teacher Xiaojie, thank you for your hard work. Qu Yuan said with a smile on the phone:"I reviewed the annotations and other things last night. There are no problems this time. Then for the editions I took during the day, I have already found someone to do the illustrations. I just came from The printing factory has come out, and the first edition has been printed. If nothing else, this edition will be sold, and it will be on the shelves in a few days. Well, but before that, you have to take a look. After all, it is your anthology. , you have to nod in person. Are you at home? Is it convenient now?

Xiaojie said politely:"How about I go find you?""

"Why don't I stay nearby? I'll go to your house?"Qu Yuandao

"also."Xiaojie doesn't care and wants to read his collected works as soon as possible. This is his first time publishing a book!

What does the collected works represent?

This is fame! This is fame!

It can be said that once this collection of collected works is published, there will be a small number of Xiaojie in the literary world. No matter who is trying to deny a person like Jie, it is useless. His status has been recognized by the market and the public. Poets and writers must be tested by the market in the end, otherwise the title of a writer will be the same. It's just"self-proclaimed", because literature is not just for literary colleagues, but more for the common people. Just like Liu Qitian, he also has this name in the domestic poetry circle, but if he wants to publish a collection of poems, It is estimated that no publishing house is willing to do it, because it can’t make any money, and the publishing house doesn’t know how much it will have to lose!

Xiaojie got up from the bed, took a shower, and tidied himself and his home. At this time, The doorbell rang. He opened the door and saw a strange figure wearing a hat, toad glasses and a mask.

Xiaojie was stunned for a moment,"Sister Zhao? How did you come?"

Zhao Qiwei looked at him through her sunglasses,"You're not welcome?"

"welcome. Xiaojie was a little listless,"Please come in.""

Zhao Qiwei was wearing a gorgeous outfit today, a bright red thin shirt, a black hip-covering skirt, black stockings, and a pair of red stiletto high heels. She looked particularly beautiful. Xiaojie looked at her and couldn't help but sigh: It's really What a beauty!

She’s not afraid of the cold!

Zhao Qiwei kicked off her high heels and sat barefoot on the chair at Xiaojie’s house. She looked very tired,"The premiere ceremony really exhausted me."

Kicking off shoes?

Bare feet?

What an image! What a queen!"

"《"White Lady 2" right? Premiering today?"Xiaojie also pays close attention to her, and he knows it all.

Zhao Qiwei hummed,"I took a taxi while the people were in chaos and ran away. Is there any water?"

"I am searching."Xiaojie flipped through it and threw an unopened bottle of mineral water to her."It's the last bottle. Save some for me. I have to drink it too. He was already very familiar with Zhao Qiwei, and his words were not so polite,"By the way, give me a call first next time you come, so that I can be mentally prepared." Zhao

Qiwei looked at him and said,"The phone is at my agent's place. Do you see any pockets on my clothes?" By the way, when you go downstairs next time, the taxi bill hasn't been settled yet."

"ah? Xiaojie smiled bitterly and said,"You are really good at it.""

I had no choice but to run downstairs. The taxi driver had been waiting for a long time. When Xiaojie came to pay me, he got angry and said,"Isn't this delaying my work? I don’t dare to take a taxi without any money! Is that your girlfriend? Why so……"At this point, the taxi driver was suddenly startled,"Hey, are you Teacher Xiaojie, right?"

Xiaojie smiled bitterly and said,"It's me."

The taxi driver hurriedly gave him the money,"Then don't want it."

Xiaojie was startled,"How can that be done? You take it, you take it."

The taxi driver looked at him and said,"Who doesn't know that you spent all your money to save your fans? Later, in order to help Su's father get an explanation, he even lost his job. Oh, if I take your money, I won’t be scolded to death by my rental friends when I go back! No, no! I’m leaving!"

"do not! Eh! master!"Xiaojie chased after him.

The taxi driver turned the steering wheel, turned around, stepped on the accelerator and left the community. Xiaojie felt a little warm in his heart and shouted to the back of the car,"Thank you, master!""The side window of the car was rolled down, and the taxi driver stretched out a hand and gave Xiaojie a thumbs up, and then the car disappeared from sight. He went upstairs and went home. The window was open, and the people upstairs Zhao Qiwei probably also heard the conversation downstairs. Zhao Qiwei sat on a chair with her legs crossed, holding a book in her hand to read.

Zhao Qiwei sat on a chair with her legs crossed, reading a book in her hand, raised her head and said:"Are you quite respectable?"

Xiao Jieqie said:"Come on, if you take off your eye mask, you can lie down and walk around the country. My little fame can't compare with you."

Zhao Qiwei said:"I will pay you back the money later."

"Forget it, I don’t plan to ask for it, just don’t steal my songs from now on."

Damn it! Something bad is going to happen!

While we were chatting, the doorbell rang! Xiaojie's heart skipped a beat before he suddenly remembered the real thing!

He looked at Zhao Qiwei and said,"What about that? There's someone coming to my house, from the publishing house. ,……"

Zhao Qiwei frowned,"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Just as he was talking, the doorbell rang again! This is broken!

Xiaojie became nervous: Could it be Chief Editor Qu and the others who have arrived? It would be terrible if they saw the Queen in their own home!

Zhao Qiwei reached for her glasses and mask.

Xiaojie couldn't laugh or cry and said,"Damn it, who's wearing this? It's even weirder anyway!"

Zhao Qiwei simply moved her chair and continued reading with her back to the door,"That's it!"

The doorbell rang again. Xiaojie couldn't hold it off any longer, and was a little worried about how much trouble the queen would cause if someone saw her in her home.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to open the door.

Chief Editor Qu and three of them came: Chief Editor Qu, Editor Chen and Editor Sun.

Editor Qu smiled and said,"I stopped by after work to see everyone."

Editor Sun sharply spotted the back of the woman in the room,"Hey! This is……"

It’s over, it’s over! What to do now!

The female editor said something:"Is this Teacher Xiaojie's wife? She looks pretty from the back! Teacher Xiaojie is so lucky!"