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According to the arrangement of his father Wen Wuye, Wen Nuo has to study in a bookstore in his spare time.The old editor of the bookstore is indeed a well-educated old man, worthy of his wrinkled face.

Rich old editor, whose real name is unknown.

"Come, come, here is your place, Mr. Xiaowen, you are welcome!"

See you at Wen Nuoyi, from the most famous centuries-old shop "Baixiang Pastry" in the provincial capital, I packed four kinds of snacks and four kinds of preserved fruits, and put them into boxes from the shop. , installed a blue fruit.

Wen Nuo sat at a table according to the old editor Fu's arrangement.The old editor Fu arranged for a female colleague to help him familiarize himself with the work.

Ms. Li is a new-school woman who likes to speak with the tip of her tongue in a slightly high-pitched voice.

The bookstore will soon publish a Chinese and English bilingual edition of the book, which is currently a popular poetic novel in the UK, and is especially sought after by intellectual women abroad.It is precisely because in the serialization, there has not been a Chinese translation in the provincial capital or even Shanghai.

"Our bookstore will serve women all over the world and strive to become a friend of women!"

"Old editor, our bookstore is almost becoming a federation of women's worlds, and we call every day to complain!"

Miss Li, what you said was good, but the tone of voice was so soft that the old editor Fu even pursed his lips unnaturally.

Wen Nuo pretended not to see it, lowered his head slightly, trying not to smile, but the corners of his mouth pulled slightly to the sides a few times.

"And you know what you think is right?"

There was a person whispering next to him, Wen Nuo looked at the person sitting next to him, Shen Yan, in the bookstore, a new colleague who was doing translation work with him.

The third time, the two faced each other right, and when Wen Nuo saw Shen Yan, he was very surprised.

Shen Yan, a "new colleague" who worked with Wen Nuo on the translation and typesetting of the collection of poems "Promise", sat happily at another table next to Wen Nuo.

Editor Fu's greatest hobby is holding meetings, meeting every day to talk about the future development of the bookstore.The rich old editor is indeed capable, and many books related to the provincial government are mostly edited and published by the rich old editor himself.

"Not only does he have some connections with the provincial capital, but he also has a little bit of trouble in Shanghai and the General Bookstore!"

After hearing Shen Yan's words, Wen Nuo couldn't help admiring old editor Fu.The thin noodles mentioned by the Shanghai City General Bookstore must have a big face.Such a person is not a prestigious person in the provincial capital, but he has something to say everywhere.

Shen Yan snorted quietly, he himself has a background, and he doesn't need much effort to do things.I'm a little bit uneasy about liking Yingying Gougou.But looking at Wen Nuo, who was staring at the old editor Fu with black eyes, Shen Yan suddenly seemed to feel something stuck in his heart.

Wen Nuo is about to go on summer vacation. Not only do he have to catch up with his homework, but he also has to find time to study at the bookstore from time to time.Shen Yan always seemed a little idle, he rolled his eyes and walked slowly to the window.

Shen Yan is teaching in the South Normal School, teaching English, the level is really high, quotes and references, Chinese and foreign translations, the current students are a bit rebellious.The outside radio is talking about the new era, new trends, and new world every day, and most of the students are yearning for it.Shen Yan has really stayed abroad, English and Spanish, double translation to Chinese, the students are fascinated by hearing it.

However, what most puzzled Shen Yan was that other students listened very effectively to his lectures in class, but Wen Nuo always pulled the corners of his mouth slightly when Shen Yan was intoxicated with himself. laugh.

"Is my lecture really ridiculous?"

Wen Nuo, who was left in the office by Shen Yan, looked up at Shen Yan who was standing in front of the window with his back, then lowered his head and continued to study.For Shen Yan's question, he answered very casually.

"Oh, it's okay, the students love to listen to Mr. Shen's lectures!"

From the reflection in the window, Shen Yan could clearly see Wen Nuo's casual expression, as if he was not convinced, he gritted his teeth.

"Wen Nuo, I always want you to call me by my name. We are colleagues, colleagues!"

"Being a teacher for a day is a teacher for the rest of your life. Sir, you must not do this again!"

Wen Nuo's answer was very casual, but Shen Yan saw Wen Nuo smiling again through the glass, obviously he was snickering.

The sound of "stab" actually caused Wen Nuo to raise his head, and Wen Nuo stared innocently and unclearly with his black eyes.

Shen Yan pulled out a chair and sat on Wen Nuo's right side.Shen Yan accidentally saw Wen Nuo's right hand holding the pen, which was slightly fair and clean, and Shen Yan couldn't help but shake his head.Shen Yan couldn't help stroking his heart with his hands, always feeling that he was a little too abnormal.

Shen Yan, who couldn't believe it, swallowed a few times, but he still had a heart.

Shen Yan's first love is his bamboo horse.His bamboo horse's surname is Hua, and both the Shen family and the Hua family have underworld backgrounds.Time flies like a white horse, sometimes Shen Yan can't remember his name, and calls him Hua Zhuma.

The flower bamboo horse made him taste the forbidden fruit for the first time when he was 16 years old, and then he felt delicious, and then it got out of hand.

Shen Yan was in love, and traveled to France with Hua Zhuma. Although he was learning western art, but in Paris, most of the artists were immigrants.Among them are several British and American artists who have won the admiration of flowers and bamboo horses.In order to win Hua Zhuma's love back, Shen Yan learned English better than French.

Before Shen Yan tried his best to win Hua Zhuma's love back, he received a breakup letter from Hua Zhuma.

"Farewell to you, it's hard to see each other!"

With only eight words, Shen Yan couldn't tell what he felt in his heart.

Before Shen Yan could feel his heart ache, his compatriots told him bitterly that a group of them had turned out to be a traitor.

Shen Yan was completely astonished and fortunately, astonished that Hua Zhuma ran away with a gold-digging ghost from a certain country, causing the gold-digging ghost's friend to report both the ghost and Hua Zhuma.Most of the gold diggers have a lot of dark history. It turned out that this ghost was a spy. Later, with the help of his good friend or a courtesan in high society, he turned to the dark and became a gold digger.

Shen Yan felt very fortunate that he hadn't pursued Hua Zhuma with great fanfare.The first time Shen Yan entered a police station in his life was at the police station in Paris, France.Although it was just a simple question, Shen Yan doubted that the prosecutor had seen his relationship with Hua Zhuma.

The later facts confirmed Shen Yan's conjecture. Not long after the incident, the blond, blue-eyed, fair-skinned prosecutor was wearing casual clothes, looking cute and amiable.This lovely prosecutor became the object of Shen Yan's hanging out in France.

Specifically, one of the objects.

During the ten years in France, Shen Yan was very fond of fair-skinned artists with cute looks.

Artists don't talk about long time, as long as there is love.After ten years, Shen Yan's love has never lasted long.

Suddenly, one day, I received an urgent telegram from my third elder brother, Shen Jiwen, asking him to return home quickly.Shen Yan, who originally thought it was meaningless, bid farewell to his French lovers one by one, and returned to the home where he had been away for ten years.

Ren Chenyan broke his head and never imagined that when Hua Zhuma confessed to him, his heartbeat couldn't help him.It seemed that this feeling came to him again.

Shen Yan ran away, leaving Wen Nuo alone in his office.

Wen Nuo blinked, watched Shen Yan rushing out like a ghost, pursed his lips.

Shen Yan has been lecturing and stringing together words for several consecutive classes, fortunately, the students did not delve too deeply into it.Standing on the podium, Shen Yan looked at Wen Nuo who always had a calm expression, and his heart was filled with anger.I don't know what I am for, and I can't control my temper.

"Wen Nuo, come to my office after class!"

Before the end of class, the students were still immersed in the confusion of Mr. Shen's mixed English, French and Spanish, and suddenly heard Mr. Shen's sentence in Chinese.