Grandpa's great writer

Chapter 24

Taking Pengpeng home, the little girl was very happy holding her painting along the way.

"Dad, the pictures I drew look good."

"Good-looking, good-looking."

Zhang Zhong thought it was funny, the little guy was so narcissistic and cute.

When they got home, it was already dark, and mother Hu Huifang was sitting on the sofa watching TV.

As soon as Pengpeng got home, he took off his shoes and went to find her grandma with his favorite work.

"Grandma, grandma, look at the pictures I drew."

"Hey, did you go out to paint today?" Hu Huifang took the painting with a smile, "Come on, let me see our masterpieces... Hey, why is this cow sweating so much?"

Pengpeng pointed at the yellow ball in the painting with her chubby little finger, "Because there is the sun."

"Oh, it turns out that the sun is out, so the calf is out to play, do its parents know?"

Pengpeng nodded, "Enen, I know, I told my parents before it came out."

"What a good little cow, Peng Peng must tell his father and grandma when he goes out to play in the future."

"Pengpeng needless to say, Pengpeng is accompanied by his father."

Zhang Zhong's heart melted when he heard it.

But he was a little surprised at the same time, wondering how his mother managed to use a picture to communicate with Peng Peng without any violation.

Most importantly, she could tell that the cow was sweating?
It seems that people engaged in education should not be underestimated.

"Go take a bath." After admiring Pengpeng's masterpiece, Hu Huifang patted the little guy's butt and took her to take a bath.

"Grandma, when grandpa comes back, he should also show him my paintings."

"Well, I see, you take a good bath."

……

Because he was opening a shop, Zhang Xingjun came back late at night.In fact, there is no business at night, but Zhang Xingjun is willing to stay in the store for a while for the few dollars he may earn. Normally, he comes back at eight or nine o'clock.

Because the store is relatively close, sometimes he would come back for a quick bite to eat before going back to look at the store, and sometimes Zhang Zhong would go back to deliver meals to him.

……

The night was dark, and some unknown insects were calling outside the window, and they circulated continuously in this silent summer night.

Zhang Zhong in front of the computer, with a flickering light on his face, is concentrating on sorting out the story line of "Journey to the West".

As the context of the story gradually became clear, Zhang Zhong thought that a copy of "Journey to the West" was about to jump out of the water, but when he really started writing, he found that he was powerless.

He simply doesn't have the ability to write Journey to the West well. Such a magnificent masterpiece cannot be completed without knowing the plot, and he can't take care of many details in the middle.

What he wrote made him feel uncomfortable looking at it.

what to do?He didn't want to give up, but the most important thing in a person is self-knowledge. It would be a pity for Mr. Wu to write forcefully, and it would also waste such a good story.

After thinking about it, he decided to stop for a while.

He needs to continue to improve the context of "Journey to the West", and his writing ability also needs to improve.

Of course, he still has to earn points, but it doesn't have to rely on "Journey to the West". He has lived on the earth for so long. Although he is not engaged in literature, he has read a lot of books.

He wasn't very knowledgeable, but he still remembered some things, especially some short stories that weren't too long.

He searched in his mind for a long time, and finally found a suitable story.

"chameleon"

This short story written by the Russian writer Chekhov is extremely ironic.In a very short space, it vividly portrays the image of an official who is domineering and bullying.

When it comes to short stories, four people immediately pop up in Zhang Chong's mind, Chekhov from Russia, O. Henry from the United States, Maupassant from France, and Ryunosuke Akutagawa from RB.

The first three are known as the world's three great short story masters on earth. It can be said that anyone who has read books will definitely have heard of their three names.

As for the last one, he is definitely less famous than the first three, but Zhang Chong also likes his works very much, especially the "Rashomon".

Zhang Zhong immediately thought of "Chameleon", nothing else, but because he read it shortly before his death, he was very impressed.

Moreover, he has not only watched "Chameleon", but also watched "This Is Such a Person" by the famous comedian Feng Gong on the earth to pay tribute to the master.

In "This Is Such a Person", Feng Gong played a screenwriter who gave gifts to the leader. During the gift-giving process, he flattered and followed the wind, which was exactly the same as the inspector Ochumelov in "Chameleon".

Choosing one of the two, Zhang Zhong still decided to write Chekhov's original version.

However, the background of the characters in it needs to be changed. He changed the background to Huaxia, and he used Huaxia's inspector as the character.

Huaxia's inspectors have responsibilities similar to those of urban management in Earth China, but they have greater power than urban management, a role between urban management and public security.

Some other characters were also replaced by him. Those characters are not very important, so it doesn't matter anyway.

After writing "Chameleon", before he knew it, it was more than one o'clock in the morning, so Zhang Zhong stopped typing on the keyboard, turned off the computer, and prepared to go to bed.

He plans to read the manuscript again tomorrow morning, correct it, and then send it out directly with his account in "Agitation Literature".

There are not many words in total, and he is not going to set up a fee.

And his purpose is to expand his influence and earn points, which happens to be better for free.

The next morning, Zhang Chong felt his nose itchy in a daze, and then it got more and more itchy. He felt like he was about to sneeze, so he hurriedly rubbed his nose with his hands.

"Giggle."

Peng Peng's laughter came from next to his ear, Zhang Zhong opened his eyes, it turned out that Peng Peng was holding a chicken feather in his hand, and she was the one who was dusting his nose with the feather just now.

"You girl, why did you wake up so early." Zhang Zhong hugged Peng Peng into his arms.

Pengpeng said with a smile, "It's getting late, grandma said that the sun will burn your ass."

Zhang Chong rubbed his eyes and looked at the alarm clock next to him. It was almost nine o'clock. He didn't expect to sleep until now.

Since he came back from the hospital, he usually wakes up at six or seven o'clock, and most of the time he goes out for morning jogs.

It seems that I should pay attention to rest early in the future, and my daily routine is completely disrupted in this way.

"Pengpeng, have you eaten yet?"

"It's over. Grandma has cooked the porridge. Grandma has gone to school. She asked me to come over and wake you up."

Zhang Zhong looked at the chicken feather in her hand, and said with a smile, "You used this to wake me up. This chicken feather was taken from a feather duster, so be careful when your grandma sees it and will say you again."

"It's Bangbangji's own hair, and it's none of my business."

Bangbangji is Pengpeng's name for a feather duster. In her opinion, a chicken with feathers all over its body must be a chicken.

(End of this chapter)