The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

Shao Ting shouted, and saw that the person who hadn't looked back stopped in his footsteps, turned around, and swept his eyes brightly over the people around him, naturally he also swept over him, but he didn't stop there, only showing his eyes. Doubt look.

Xu Shaoting wondered, it's not possible to forget what he looks like after three months of absence, right?Or maybe Shen Lingjun, in fact, has a small belly and made such an appearance on purpose?

He does not believe.

Looking at the young man wearing a long knee-length black woolen coat over a black uniform, without a scarf or a gloved hat, and showing his neck and face, Xu Shaoting suddenly realized, and pulled down his woolen gloved hand. With a scarf and a woolen hat covering the face below the eyebrows, the nostrils were filled with the cold winter air of Shanghai, and he shouted again tremblingly: "Senior brother... this is it!"

Shen Lingjun looked over and was stunned for a moment.

Then the eyelids dropped halfway, the corners of his mouth opened into a grin, and he strode towards the boy who just covered his face with a hat and scarf, only showing a pair of eyes, and dressed like a chubby little bear.

Seeing him coming, Xu Shaoting pulled back the scarf, and greeted him with a smile on his eyes: "What a coincidence, my aunt and mother and I went shopping."

Turning sideways and pointing to the opposite store: "It's the one opposite."

In fact, I felt a little uneasy in my heart, wondering if Shen Lingjun was angry with him.Not to mention anything else, as a friend, he is really disqualified.

Fortunately, Shen Lingjun smiled, with a smile of surprise and surprise, and said to him with a smile like this: "Why are you wearing so thick? Don't you feel hot?"

After the man finished speaking, he realized it himself, and replied in a funny way: "I forgot, it's because I'm afraid of heat and not cold... But are you so afraid of cold?"

Seeing his appearance, Xu Shaoting breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing his question, his voice came out from behind the scarf: "It's not that I'm afraid of the cold, it's that the winter in Shanghai this year is really too cold. I heard from my aunt that it wasn't like this in previous years."

Shen Lingjun smiled and said, "It looks like a bear."

Xu Shaoting thought about it, and muttered back: "You and my aunt must have been a family 800 years ago, and they spoke exactly the same words."

Shen Lingjun approached the boy, reaching out to pat him on the shoulder to tease him, but when he was about to touch the boy's shoulder, he withdrew his hand, touched the pocket of his coat, took out a handkerchief and wiped his hands carefully.

Then he patted the boy on the shoulder and said concisely: "In addition to writing, you should also pay attention to physical exercise."

Xu Shaoting caught his whole set of movements in his eyes, and was quite surprised: "So you have a cleanliness?"

Shen Lingjun didn't seem to hear, he looked at the opposite store and said: "Miss Xu and Mrs. Xu should be looking for you."

After saying that, the three Xu family women who came out of the opposite store had already crossed the road. After all, Xu Shaoting's target dressed like a ball is easy to identify.

Walking from a distance, Xu Yanran saw that it was Shen Laien standing with her nephew. She could see the relationship between the two of them. It's just that they have similar personalities, and they get to know each other faster than others. The atmosphere between the two of them seems to be very comfortable.

To Xu Yanran, the relationship between these two is a little unexpected. Shen Lingjun is hot on the outside and cold on the inside, and seems to be easy to get along with, but in fact, he has never seen anyone who can be called a good friend. three words.

The child Xu Shaoting in her family, not to mention, has impressive talents and abilities, but he is really lazy and perfunctory indifferent from the inside out, or this kind of indifference is not a kind of indifference exuding from the bottom of his bones .

Xu Shaoting doesn't like to deal with people, and Shen Lingjun never refuses anyone who comes, but he doesn't see anyone he treats with sincerity. These two young people who are completely indifferent are actually getting together...

Xu Yanran thought to herself: If there is no double indifference, wouldn't the negative and the negative become positive instead, and the two of them have a little human touch when they get together?

Shen Lingjun looked at the other three members of Xu's family who were coming. Needless to say, Xu Yanran was beautiful and she loved beauty. She was wearing a cheongsam inside and a pure black mink fur coat outside, showing off her naked body. calves.

It's just that Ms. Xu is not short, and she suddenly saw that a black, furry and thick lump moved over, causing Shen Lingjun to think in her heart, it shouldn't be said that Shaoting was dressed like a bear, and that Ms. Xu was dressed like a big black bear. .

What's more coincident is that Mrs. Zhang and Zhenzhen were also wearing black coats. Shen Lingjun said hello to the ladies who came over one by one. Adds a more solemn flavor to the cold winter wind.

Xu Yanran said directly: "I didn't expect to meet you here, and I'm tired from shopping, please come and have afternoon tea with me."

Shen Lingjun shook his head, pointing to the stall where he lined up to get food: "It's not a day off, I'm working."

Xu Yanran looked over: "It's strange...do white people also do some good things?"

As soon as the words were finished, a white baton in uniform hit the tattered and thinly dressed Chinese man on the head who might have jumped in line, or just poked his head over to distribute the food.

The man rolled on the ground with his head in his arms and wailed, and several white men surrounded him and kicked him twice. After the man's wailing fell, he covered his head and whimpered softly, and the white men laughed again.

Xu Yanran frowned slightly, Zhenzhen took two steps forward, and was dragged back to her by her aunt by the collar, and said with a sneer: "Why, when you are a white policeman and see that you are well-dressed, and a little girl, you will be more polite ?"

After finishing speaking, Shen Lingjun and Shen Lingjun looked at each other. Although they didn't say it clearly, they tacitly remembered what happened last year when they exchanged eyes: a senior official of the Huaxia government raped his daughter to a white officer. The child stands in the street to prostitute/prostitute, facing this kind of slander, from the girl's family to the entire Chinese government, they dare not even give a fart.

Shen Lingjun looked over, and replied with a wry smile: "Afternoon tea is not enough, I still have to visit during the Chinese New Year, just don't dislike me then."

After saying goodbye in a hurry: "I haven't congratulated Shaoting on the publication of the novel yet, I'll find another chance to celebrate next time."

He hurriedly walked towards the white colleagues who kicked people around like stray dogs, and stopped them. He felt disdainful for doing so, but he could only mediate a few words to the leading colleagues, and waited for them to disperse. The man lying on the ground got up quickly, snatched the bread from the woman who had just received the food in line, and ran away in a hurry.

This set of movements can be described as smooth and flowing. Only in the blink of an eye, the angry woman stood there and uttered curse words in the local dialect of Shanghai that Shen Lingjun did not understand. However, such a melodramatic reversal provoked a few white people He laughed again.

Shen Lingjun turned his head, and the members of the Xu family had already left. He chewed on the things he had encountered in this short period of time, and felt more and more boring in the world. He walked behind the long table and kicked the hat on his face. Shen Jieke who is lazy during working hours.

Shen Jieke took off his hat and complained to him: "The pastor came to the door in the cold weather, but the people in their church couldn't get away by themselves. What's the matter!"

Shen Lingjun huddled with him on the same stool, looking at the group of people with a blank expression. Anyway, because of poverty, it is not decent, and it is difficult for people to give birth to poor people: "Pastor Auburn wants to do something good, so that the lost The lambs felt the warmth of God, our colleagues were fine, and the food was sent out, but whether to thank God for this ... I don't think so."

Shen Jieke replied calmly: "For such complicated words, please communicate with me in English. To be honest, I only understand half of what you just said."

Then Jack Shen turned his head and glanced at the cursing, arrogant white colleague who just took the lead in beating the Chinese man.

Shen Jieke sighed, and said in a low voice: "Nibel was not like this when he was in China, can you see it, even though he is so big and tall, he has adopted many stray cats and dogs in China, and he will not be rescued because he is helpless." The kittens and puppies who came back shed tears...why did they become like this when they arrived in the Shanghai stock market?"

"It's not just him alone." Shen Lingjun's tone was flat, and he couldn't tell whether he liked it or not. He just seemed to be talking about some objective formula theorem. Because of this, he said in such a straightforward tone, "Which one of our colleagues? This is not a British gentleman with a higher education, who was not a respected and loved soldier in England, but an amiable, honest and kind friend, a good husband, a good son, and a good father."

"If their family and friends know what they did in China..." Shen Jieke said, "Is it because the people here don't believe in God, so in this land, will they turn people into devils?"

Shen Lingjun put the hat back on the brown-haired young man's face, stood up and replied indifferently: "Social morality and legal order restrain human nature, and those who are not restrained can still maintain integrity and kindness. In Chinese language, they are saints." .”

"But if you leave these constraints, you will become a devil..." Shen Lingjun closed his mouth.

Jack Shen picked up his hat and looked at him: "Why don't you say anything?"

Then, out of curiosity, I questioned him, a friend of three generations of immigrants but 100% Chinese descent, for a long time, but did not get the second half of the sentence.

Shen Lingjun was thinking in his heart: God may not exist, but the devil has always been in the world.

If you are a good person in the legal society and morality of the UK, but you are not bound by the legal and moral order of a weak country in China, you will become a devil——

Then maybe they are the devil themselves.

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After meeting Shen Lingjun by chance that day, Xu Shaoting returned home and worked overtime to finish writing the episode of "The Great Dao of Immortal Way" in early January. This point in time ends the full text.

As a result, the newspaper has vacated a lot of pages. Editor-in-Chief He has already obtained the full draft of "The Great Dao of Immortal Journey". He simply changed the serialization from two chapters a day to five chapters generously. This is printed.

And throughout the first ten days of January, except that Xu Shaoting could finally have a good rest, in addition to sleeping and eating every day, he was writing a "hell life" and receiving money orders every day.

It turned out that after the serialization of "A Great Way to Fairyland" in the Shanghai Morning News, local newspapers in Beiping, Shenyang, Nanjing, Hong Kong, and Guangdong successively reprinted it, and began its second serialization in places other than Shanghai. This is not counting the publishing house's plan to promote the first edition of the novel nationwide. , Xu Shaoting has finally become numb from surprise to the numbers on the remittance slips he receives every day.

He even thought in amazement: With so much royalties... I can even retire early!

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