The Great God of Net Wen was reborn in 1927

Chapter 93 Discovering Shen Lingjun's Translated Novels

After such a fuss in the middle of the night, Shen Lingjun didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he simply brought out three cups of hot tea, and asked Xu Yanran and Xu Shaoting to talk about what happened in the living room of his single apartment, which was not really spacious.

Could it be that Xu's water pipe exploded?Why come to stay in the middle of the night.

Xu Yanran had a sharp mouth and sharp teeth, she was the best at talking, picked the key points, and told the whole story of the future very clearly.

After Shen Lingjun listened, due to his impression of Mochizuki Saburo, he didn't feel that the Xu family was making a fuss about it.He looked at the young man who was threatened by the Japanese with a serious face, but it was funny to find that this man was hugging the pillow, his head was bit by bit like a chicken pecking rice, it seemed that he was extremely sleepy.

Xu Yanran lowered her voice: "The person who can entrust Shaoting to you, after much deliberation, you are the most suitable."

She has many friends in the Shanghai stock market, and they can be regarded as quite powerful, but they are all Chinese after all.In front of the Ministry of Industry and the Japanese Gendarmerie, the Chinese laws and regulations of the Shanghai stock market are like waste paper, and they have always been ignored by foreign soldiers like air.

Then, only Shen Lingjun, who also works in the Ministry of Industry and Bureau and has a British military rank, no matter what country he is in, has to weigh whether he wants to be promoted to a senior military officer in different countries for the sake of Xu Shaoting, who is only a novelist. The dispute eventually rose to a battle of spirits between countries——

Dare to blatantly invade the residences of British officers and violate the law on the protection of British officers in the concession, which is really suspected of looking down on the empire on which the sun never sets.

It's just that he was not polite with Shen Lingjun on the surface, and he took people to his residence after cutting first, hoping that Shen Lingjun would help him with this.But she also knew in her heart that she had caused a lot of trouble.

Even though Shen Lingjun seemed to have a really good relationship with her nephew, she had been surprised a long time ago. Shen Lingjun, who was always indifferent, seemed to have the congeniality of a young man with his nephew who was equally indifferent.

But obviously they are two people who have nothing to do with the people and affairs around them, and she really doesn't understand the friendship between men.

What Xu Yanran is betting on now is Shen Lingjun's friendship with Xu Shaoting, if she really regards Shaoting as a friend, with Shen Lingjun's character, she will definitely not stand on the sidelines.

Shen Lingjun was thoughtful, what Aalto told him during the day, he did not take it as a major event that would affect the young court.

Everything is connected like a needle thread tonight.

He had to think again, what Mochizuki Saburo did was really just a reckless act based on his personal preferences, or did he make some assessment, and now he is about to rise to the level of "arrest" at the national level?

"How long will you stay?" Shen Lingjun looked at Xu Yanran solemnly.

Xu Yanran breathed a sigh of relief, and then let go of her natural domineering manner, and thanked Shen Lingjun softly.

When he was embarrassed, he wanted to reply that before there was no safer way, he would have to bother Shen Lingjun.

Shen Lingjun did not wait for her reply, and said in a calm tone: "Don't worry, aunt, just think of a way slowly."

"I was alone in Shanghai. Fortunately, my mother entrusted you to take care of me. I haven't felt lonely in a foreign land this year. My mother also said that I might as well live in your house, but when I think of Mr. Xu's position, my position is still the same as mine. You have to worry about whether people will make articles with ulterior motives."

"In the end, I can only live alone, and I often feel bored. If Shaoting lives with me, I won't feel so lonely..." Shen Lingjun laughed, "I'm actually quite happy."

He thought it was Shen Lingjun comforting her, but he was obviously causing trouble for him, and he still said it as if he got something good.He sighed again in his heart, his father was not a person with moral qualities at all, but his mother really raised him very well.

Thinking of this, Xu Yanran's eyes turned sour, and she said repeatedly: "Lian, you are really a good boy...a very good boy..."

Shen Lingjun looked at Xu Yanran's loving eyes on him as a child, got up and stood in a military posture, avoiding the elder's gaze, woke up Shaoting with Xu Yanran, and let him go to bed.

There is a guest room in this apartment, and the door has been closed for a long time since Shen Lingjun moved in, and now there is a layer of dust that has lasted for a year.Cleaning up at night was unrealistic, so Shaoting was asked to share a bed with Shen Lingjun in the master bedroom to sleep.

Xu Yanran didn't stay overnight anymore, the driver downstairs was still waiting for her, Mrs. Zhang stayed at the residence to take care of Zhenzhen, she made sure that Shen Lingjun would take good care of Shaoting, so she went home with peace of mind.

Putting on a coat casually, he sent people downstairs all the way, watched Xu Yanran get in the car and leave, Shen Lingjun frowned tiredly.Until he went upstairs and entered the door, and returned to his room, he was still thinking about the various incidents caused by the "novel", and the Mochizuki brothers and sisters who couldn't get around no matter what, what was their plan for Shaoting...

Pushing open the door of my bedroom, the bedside table lamp was lit with a warm yellow light.

The boy dozing off with his knees in his arms tried his best to hold himself up, and looked at the slender and narrow figure in the light and shadow.

He propped his head and said sleepily, "Brother, you are back."

Shen Lingjun couldn't help laughing, the smile was so slight that he didn't even realize that he was laughing.

He stepped forward and took a thin blanket from the bed. The Shanghai market was getting hotter and hotter. He was in excellent physical condition, so the thin blanket was enough.

Shen Lingjun said, "Go to sleep."

Shaoting yawned and moved in. The single bed really needs two people to squeeze together.

Seeing that Shen Lingjun turned to leave, he realized that he reached out to grab him, but he only grabbed the corner of his coat, and Shen Lingjun stopped in his tracks.

Shao Ting asked him: "Are you going to sleep in the guest room? But isn't it all dust?"

Shen Lingjun stared at his hand grabbing his coat, and said, "I'm going to sleep on the sofa."

Shaoting braced himself and said, "I'm going to sleep on the sofa, I've disturbed you—"

Before he finished speaking, a shadow bigger than him covered his whole body.

Shen Lingjun had already stood in front of the bed and bowed, pressed his shoulders and said clearly: "Young court, it's time to go to bed long ago. Don't waste each other's time by arguing about who sleeps on the sofa."

The young man remained silent, Shen Lingjun quickly took off the jacket that he had grabbed, and put it on the young man's shoulders confidently.

Before leaving, after hesitating for only two seconds, he touched the head of the boy who was obviously depressed.

Qi Er's short, broken hair swept between his fingers, the young man raised his head and stared at him, Shen Lingjun smiled.

"I'm not comforting your aunt, or comforting you." Shen Lingjun said.

Shao Ting saw the man turn around and leave, and finally said in a soft but true voice before taking the door: "I am very happy that you can come and live here together."

--

When I arrived in a strange place for the first time, I thought that I would not be able to sleep well, but what Shen Lingjun brought to the door and said, I heard it in my heart, and I couldn't tell what it was like.The heartbeat was faster than the brain's reaction at that moment, and it beat a little faster immediately.

Specifically, Shaoting felt very embarrassed.

Lying on the bed, thinking too far, Shen Lingjun is so good at talking, if he meets a girl he likes, he will be able to take the little girl down with a few words.

I don't know what kind of person he will fall in love with.

Turning over, it was obviously a strange room and bed, and pulled the remaining quilt from the bed to cover it.

The eyelids seemed to be glued, accompanied by the last thought: there must be something special about the person he likes, a person like him looks gentle, but in fact his vision is terribly high...

I fell into a dark dream in a daze.

Shen Lingjun, who was speculated to be "high-sighted", was sitting on the sofa at the moment, and before he lay down, he knew that his legs would not fit on the sofa, and he would definitely have a sore back and backache when he woke up tomorrow morning.

But now there are more realistic problems. Holding the blanket, Shen Lingjun sighed speechlessly in the middle of the night.Xu Shaoting knew to bring a pillow when he came to stay overnight, why did he forget to bring a pillow when he slept on the sofa?

And now, for some reason, he felt that going back to get the pillow would be extra embarrassing.

For example, destroying the image of oneself in someone's mind.

Another example--

Shen Lingjun smirked as the five fingers that had been clenched into fists stretched out, it turned out that he was still nervous.

--

In the early morning of the second day, Shao Ting, who still opened his eyes on time before seven o'clock, was a little dazed.

Not getting enough sleep made him uncomfortable, and his biological clock kept him from falling asleep again. He lay on the bed and stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, reconfirmed that he was not sleepy, and then heard the sound outside the door, and then rolled over and got out of bed.

After taking two steps, I turned back, spread out the quilt, and opened the bedroom curtains and windows for ventilation.Looking around, this is the master bedroom of the apartment, with a small bathroom complete with sink, toilet, and shower.

Although everything was more than half smaller than his bedroom in Xu's house, a small coffee table next to the bed was enough for two or three adults to chat on the floor.

After leaving the master bedroom, I met Shen Lingjun carrying a mug out of the kitchen, and was also surprised to see him: "Did you wake up so early?"

Shao Ting really felt uncomfortable at this moment, not the kind of uneasy feeling that he was uneasy no matter whether he was in Xu's old house or in Xu's mansion when he first came to this era.

Even if they are good friends, this is to trouble others, to cause a lot of trouble for the other party, and to invade the other party's territory.

If you owe a big favor, you have to continue to trouble the other party under the nose of others, and continue to owe favors if the deadline is unknown.

"I usually get up at this time." Shao Ting stood there, "I won't be able to fall asleep at that point."

Shen Lingjun saw his restraint, so he behaved very casually, and asked him whether he would drink coffee or tea, Shaoting said to brush his teeth and wash his face first.

He didn't have a spare toothbrush here, so he simply rinsed his mouth, washed his face and dried it with his towel.

Back in the living room, Shen Lingjun served a plate of self-made sandwiches and made a decision for him. The new mug was filled with milk.

Shao Ting sat down and took a sip. The milk was warm. He picked up the sandwich and ate it, and it tasted pretty good.

He ate half of it slowly, and then remembered to say thank you. At the same time, he reflected that he had stayed in Xu's house for a long time, and he really opened his mouth and stretched out his clothes when he was eating.There are servants for washing and cooking, and he, a modern man who used to live on his own, has become a young master.

Shen Lingjun told him not to be polite, but Xu Shaoting hesitated a lot before saying: "I can cook."

Shen Lingjun didn't take it seriously, Shao Ting emphasized: "And the taste is not bad, home-cooked vegetables, or fried steak, sandwiches, I can do all of these."

It turned out that his parents died young, and living alone for a long time is an essential survival skill.

Shen Lingjun was slightly puzzled: "Do you know how to cook by yourself in Xu's house?"

He didn't realize that there was too much difference between himself and Xu Shaoting's people, so Shaoting asked directly: "What kind of food do you like? What don't you eat?"

Only then did Shen Lingjun realize that the boy in front of him meant to provide him with three meals a day.

He was surprised, and from last night to now, I don't know how many times he was surprised, only this time he couldn't help but laugh.Holding the half-drinked coffee in one hand, and rubbing the forehead with the other hand, he laughed out loud.

Shaoting took a bite of the sandwich in extreme shame and anger, and realized that Shen Lingjun was laughing at him!

After chewing a few mouthfuls and swallowing it, he pretended to have a big belly, put on an expression that didn't care about you, and said again: "You'll know it once you've eaten it, I promise—you can eat it."

When he got to the point of his mouth, he felt that it was an exaggeration to say that it was delicious. After all, he hadn't been in the kitchen for a long time.

Shen Lingjun grasped the key words, and repeated in a strange tone: "Can you eat it?"

So this time he just laughed out loud without being a gentleman.

Shao Ting curled his lips, resisting the urge to roll his eyes, and murmured in his heart that Shen Lingjun was smiling a little strangely, and after the smile was over, the subtle restraint between the two disappeared.

Before finishing the coffee and milk, Xu Yanran brought Mrs. Zhang and two maids, and several ladies rushed to the door.

Shen Lingjun also had to go to work, so she briefly introduced the layout of the apartment to Xu Yanran, told him not to enter his room, then turned around and carried Xu Shaoting into his master bedroom.

Xu Shaoting couldn't figure it out: "Didn't I not let you into your room?"

Shen Lingjun took off his pajamas and put on a shirt and uniform. Seeing his slender figure, showing thin muscles, Xu Shaoting was envious and thought sourly. He wondered if he could become like Shen Lingjun by drinking more milk and eating beef.

"Your aunt takes someone to clean up. You are taking up space sitting in the living room."

Shen Lingjun lowered his head and buttoned his coat, seeing that he couldn't stay longer, he still cared for Xu Shaoting like a child, telling him that there was food in the kitchen, drinks in glass bottles, and jars of fruit-flavored handmade candies.

In exchange, Xu Shaoting looked at him with puzzled eyes: "Brother, aren't these all children's favorite food?"

Shen Lingjun said: "Then do you want to eat?"

Xu Shaoting asked: "Do you like sugar and drinks?"

Only then nodded and said: "Got it, you have looked at your pocket watch several times, go to work quickly."

After hearing this, Shen Lingjun took a few steps away, then turned back and told him to read the books and newspapers on the bookshelf when he was bored, and he could use the pens and clean manuscript paper on the table.In the end, I also felt like an old mother who was worried about the child being at home, so I stopped.

Before leaving, he took one last look at the young man, he was already lazily standing on the bookshelf picking books to read.

It's just that Shen Lingjun probably regretted not tidying up the desk, and promised to use his pen and manuscript paper - allowing Shaoting to borrow his desk and stationery to write novels.

Not long after he left, the young man was not polite, and sat at the desk according to his instructions, and his movements were measured, and he did not touch paper products such as letters and documents.

But the copybook made by the owner of the room just stayed on the page he was looking at, occupying almost one-third of the desk.Spread it there at will, not to mention being glanced at by the original author, the familiar text and title cannot be ignored.

Knowing that Shen Lingjun has been following up on his novels, it is not surprising at this time. He has always known that many readers cut out the pages of novels and paste them in notebooks, and make a copy for themselves before the book is published for easy reading.

But Shao Ting was still a little surprised that Shen Lingjun liked his novel so much. At the same time, he was a little complacent, as if he knew that he had a certain status in the other party's heart and was different from others.

Thinking that this is not considered privacy, I took the hard-shelled thick book over, only to find that the left side was a clipped newspaper, and the right side was written in English on the entire page neatly.

In view of the average level of English, when I didn't carefully identify it, I guessed in my heart that it was the reading notes or comments written by Shen Lingjun.

After careful identification, I was stunned. This is not a reading note, but the English version of "The Way of the Great Dao" that I personally translated.

As the original author of this oriental fantasy novel, he knows better than anyone that the difficulty of translating the various nouns in it into English is definitely not comparable to that of ordinary vernacular.

Turning forward, what surprised him even more was that Shen Lingjun had already completed half of the translation. Given the size and difficulty of translation of "The Great Dao of Immortals", he almost imagined that this person probably started a long time ago. action.

In such a small room, he, a senior who met at the beginning of last year and has a mediocre level of Chinese, spends his spare time on novel translation in addition to his job.

But why?

Xu Shaoting flipped through the thick book, did he like this novel so much?

--

Later, I also got the answer.

The guest room was cleaned quickly, and new daily necessities were put in the room, but the guest room did not have a bathroom, and his toothbrush, soap, and other supplies were placed in the shared room outside.

After staying for a few days, it was discovered that Shen Lingjun had almost no social contact in the Shanghai stock market, and had never brought other people back, neither men nor women nor colleagues.

He also woke up about half an hour earlier than Shaoting got up every day.

Shaoting used to get up at seven o'clock, and every time he went out of the bedroom to brush his teeth and wash his face, Shen Lingjun had already placed a simple breakfast on the table waiting for him to eat.

When he started eating the sandwich, the man had already put on his uniform and was about to go to work. By the way, he was told as usual, and the two of them went out to eat together after he got off work.

Like Xu Yanran, he firmly believed that his hands were very precious, not to mention that Xu Yanran would lose his temper when used for cooking, and Shen Lingjun rarely turned down his face towards him.

So Shaoting entered the kitchen, and was limited to the workload of pouring a glass of milk.

Shen Lingjun was in charge of breakfast, and he didn't go home for lunch. As for the Shaoting in the apartment, he paid more money to the landlord.It’s just that due to the nationality of the host, the diet is a little monotonous. The daily lunch is either potatoes and pork, or mashed potato cream soup and salad.

So every day I look forward to Shen Lingjun getting off work. The two of them are like two birds in the Shanghai market, discussing what to have for dinner all day long, like two snack foodies, walking together with their little wings flapping, and their relationship is getting closer and closer.

Shen Lingjun also explained to him the matter of translating the novel. It turned out that he only read it by himself, but the colleagues around him didn't know Chinese characters, so it was a bit boring if no one discussed it.

"However, the matter of translation persisted, and in the end, it was not brought to the Bureau of the Ministry of Industry to show them."

"Doesn't it feel like you're doing useless work?"

A translated work is also a work, and if no one appreciates it, it is like a pearl covered in dust, and it is a pity for others to look at it.

Shen Lingjun hesitated a little at this question, but still answered honestly: "Thinking of the education they received, they may not be able to read it, nor understand what you want to express, so I would rather translate and appreciate it alone than show it to them. "

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