a winter fire

14

Zhou Hanzhang really deserves to be Zhou Hanzhang, he never knows how to save face when he speaks and does things.

But I don't care anymore, I have a thick skin anyway.

"There are also times when the writing is good." I quibble, "I am too excited to read, and I am a little anxious when writing."

Zhou Hanzhang glanced at me, apparently not believing my nonsense.

Believe it or not, I am lying anyway.

My handwriting is ugly, and I have been like this since I was a child. This is really not inherited from my parents. The two of my family have better handwriting than the other. My mother is even the president of the Provincial Calligraphy Association. I really shamed her.

It was really serious when I fell. When I got up, I found that the knees of my jeans were almost scratched. Although the pants are not expensive, I am a young man who is on the verge of unemployment. The jeans cost 100 yuan. I have to save on wearing.

Zhou Hanzhang obviously also saw my poor pants, probably felt that the threshold of his home was sorry for me, and he really cared: "Can I go?"

"Yes, yes," I said quickly, "yes."

But I dare not say that I can't, if he tells me to "go home and rest", wouldn't it be in vain for me to fall?

So, I limped and followed Zhou Hanzhang into the yard. I have to say that my knee really hurt.

This is the first time that Zhou Hanzhang let me enter his study in a serious way. Last time I came to the toilet, he came and went in a hurry. He didn't let me take a look at the bookshelf. It stuck to his bookshelf and never moved away.

To be honest, Zhou Hanzhang's study is much more interesting than him.

This Mr. Zhou "occupies the mountain as king", this house is really big, I calculated his study room, it is bigger than the apartment I rented with three bedrooms and one living room - of course, not all three bedrooms and one living room Mine, only the second bedroom belongs to me.

His entire room is surrounded by bookshelves, and every wall is a wall of books. Not only are the bookshelves full, but even the tables and floors are stacked with books, which is quite spectacular.

To be honest, it is hard not to be envious of such a study room for people who like to read, so I just stared blankly.

I turned around and said to Zhou Hanzhang: "Mr. Zhou, can I... visit your study?"

He had just walked over to the table by the window, where there was a coffee maker.

Zhou Hanzhang turned around and asked me, "Water or coffee?"

I had an idea: "Coffee!"

He waved his hand, indicating that I am free.

When Zhou Hanzhang was making coffee, I walked in along the bookshelf at the door. I thought my dad had enough books, but when compared with Zhou Hanzhang, my dad was instantly inferior. There are quite a few books here. The out-of-print book made me drool.

When I stared at a few books that I couldn't buy even if I paid a high price, the evil seeds in my heart began to take root.

I looked back at Zhou Hanzhang, staring at him and started to make my own calculations - I want to have a good relationship with him, can I just read the books in this room from now on?

You must know that there are some books in this era that you can't read if you have money, let alone, I have no money at all.

I was standing there thinking about it, Zhou Hanzhang suddenly turned to look at me, his eyes met, I hurriedly turned my head guiltily.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Hanzhang asked.

"Ah..." I pretended to ignore what happened, "The coffee smells so good! I'm hungry!"

Zhou Hanzhang chuckled, I didn't expect this person to laugh.

I turned to look at him and saw that he had sat down to the table with a cup of coffee.

I want to read for a while. With so many books, I have to remember where I put the ones I want to read. When I have a chance in the future, I just take them down and stuff them into my backpack.

I'm not saying I'm going to steal the book, I just want to borrow it from him and read it.

But Mr. Zhou's coffee has already been brewed, so I have to go there out of politeness.

I can't bear it, the books in this room are really more attractive to me than Zhou Hanzhang.

This man is very boring.

I walked over and sat down across from him.

Zhou Hanzhang's desk is also very big, with a computer on one side and books and notebooks on the rest.

I saw the notebook in his hand spread out there, it was full of writing, curious as I was, I subconsciously leaned over to read it, but I didn’t see anything, Zhou Hanzhang had already closed the notebook quickly when he stretched his neck.

"Sorry," I quickly apologized to him, "I offended."

Zhou Hanzhang leaned on the back of the chair and extended his hand to me.

"Ah?" I was dumbfounded, what is this for?

"Your books and notebooks, show me."

"Oh oh oh, here you are." Zhou Hanzhang helped me pick it up when I fell outside, and then I picked it up from him before entering the house.

I handed him the book respectfully, and said at the same time: "Mr. Zhou, I have to apologize to you first. When I came to you before, I really didn't seriously study your works."

"It's not necessary."

"No, no, it is necessary, and it is very necessary." I corrected my attitude and said to him, "Although I am not sure whether you will hand over your work to us in the future, and I am not sure whether I will be honored to be your editor in charge. , but this is the basic literacy, and I really didn't do it well."

Probably my sincerity finally melted the big ice cube of Zhou Hanzhang a little bit, he raised his eyes to look at me, and said to me after a few seconds: "Drink coffee."

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