[Emma] Becoming Jane Fairfax

Wei Lai walked back quickly with her skirt in hand, and Frank followed behind him not too far away. After passing Landauer, there was no one there, and he probably came back directly.

Wei Lai breathed a sigh of relief.

She was really afraid of Frank's brain twitching, so she followed him regardless.

Wei Lai's mate selection criteria are very popular, mature, stable, and responsible. No matter how much money you have or how you look, these three things are unshakeable, and Frank just cleverly avoided these adjectives.

As she walked back, she cleared her mind—there were only two things she had to do now: one was to find a job to support herself, and the other was to break off the engagement with Frank, but neither of these things was her. Just think about it and you can do it.

Thinking about things, the speed under his feet unknowingly accelerated, and he walked to the small farmers' market in the center of Highbury in a short time.

"Miss Fairfax." A cheerful female voice suddenly came from beside my ear.

Harriet waved warmly, and came towards her with a basket, Emma at her side, and Mr. Knightley behind the two girls.

Wei Lai went up to meet him: "Miss Smith, Miss Woodhouse, Mr. Knightley, where have you been?"

"I went with Emma to distribute bread and potatoes to the poor." Harriet was very excited, her eyes sparkling, "on the way we met Mr. Knightley, Miss Fairfax, you know Mr. Knightley said that there were three cases of stealing chickens in Highbury the other day, my God, I can't believe, who could be so hateful! Mr. Knightley said that we two girls are not together Safe, come with us, Miss Fairfax, where have you been?"

"I walked around casually, and came back when I walked to a small forest in the west." Stealing chickens is also big news, the countryside is really lonely...

"The grove to the west?" Emma looked at Mr. Knightley. "What you saw should be Mr. Knightley's apple grove. You have come so far. Miss Fairfax, please don't blame me." Let me say too much, your body happens to have traveled such a long distance, which is extremely detrimental to your health, I think proper exercise is good, but too much is not good."

Wei Lai: "..."

She really did not expect Emma to say such a thing to Jane.

Although surprised, she could sense that Emma's concern for Jane was genuine, but why?Still, one more friend is better than one more enemy.

Emma proposed to send her home in an intimate tone among friends, but Wei Lai did not refuse.The three girls went first, and Mr. Knightley followed.Emma seems to be getting better and better with Jane, which is what he is happy to see.

There is still a long way to go from the small farmer's market to Bates' house, and the three of them always have to find a topic to pass the time.

Wei Lai wanted to take the initiative to seize the opportunity, lest Emma ask a question, and she couldn't answer, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't have anything to say, she couldn't talk about TV series or movies with them, and in the end, Emma Go ahead.

"Miss Fairfax, did you know Mr. Frank Churchill before?"

It's so explosive from the very beginning...

"Hmm... just an ordinary friend." Wei Lai glanced at Emma's expression from the corner of his eye, and felt relieved when she saw that she didn't suspect anything.

"Mr. Churchill and Mrs. Weston came to Hatfield this morning. When I chatted with him, we talked about his days in Weymouth. Mr. Churchill said that he met you in Weymouth and met Colonel Campbell. One, he said that Colonel Campbell is a very amiable person, Mrs Campbell is also a very educated and enthusiastic lady, and that Mr Dixon, Miss Campbell's fiancé, and Miss Campbell are a natural match."

In addition, their mutual friend, Frank Churchill, also commented on Jane, saying that although her facial features were good, but her pale face failed her good-looking features, he didn't like her frailty, nor did she like her Poor and cautious when speaking.

It also talked about when Jane almost fell into the water in Weymouth and was rescued by Mr. Dixon.Although there is not much information, it is enough for Emma to use her imagination.

Of course, for Jane's health, she would not say a word of these words.

In fact, Emma kept a cautious eye and deliberately mentioned that "Mr. Dixon and Miss Campbell are a natural couple", so as to test Jane's reaction, she glanced at Jane.

what--

Shouldn't she be sad?Why are you so happy?Emma was almost blinded by the look in Jane's big eyes.

Of course Wei Lai was happy.She couldn't find a single word from Jane's diary that recorded her engagement to Frank Churchill, and she was afraid of revealing her secrets in front of Frank. How many fiancées would not remember the place where they made love to their fiancé?But now it's all right, Emma helped her complete this piece of information, and also gave the news that Dixon is the son-in-law of the Campbell family, can she not be happy?

Wei Lai's happiness has a different meaning in Emma's eyes: [Poor Jane, no matter in terms of appearance or talent, she is as good as Miss Campbell, but Mr. Miss Campbell married £[-] instead of poor her, and see how happy she is at the mention of Mr Dixon. 】

Neither of them knew what the other was really thinking. Emma looked at Jane with sympathy and pity, while Wei Lai looked at Emma with joy, thus creating an illusion of harmony between Emma and Jane.

Mr. Knightley, who followed silently, nodded in satisfaction.

"Miss Woodhouse, Miss Smith, Mr. Knightley, I'm home, thank you for seeing me off. If you have time, please come and visit us at home." I got information I didn't know before, and when I went out, I met Frank. The depression had long since dissipated, and Wei Lai made an irregular curtsey to say goodbye to the three of them.

There was a sound of hooves, and it was Frank Churchill.

"Mr. Churchill!" Emma looked up excitedly at the man on horseback, "Mr. Churchill, where are you going?"

Wei Lai subconsciously looked at Mr. Knightley. Sure enough, just now he had a soft smile on his face, but now he has a serious face, and there is no trace of a smile in sight.

"Miss Woodhouse, I didn't expect to see you here." Frank Churchill got off his horse, walked straight to Emma, ​​and didn't even look at anyone else.

"Miss Smith and I went to deliver bread and potatoes to those poor poor people. On the way back, we met Miss Fairfax. I heard from Miss Fairfax that she had come to Downwell. What a long way, I was worried that she would not be able to bear it, so I sent her home, Mr. Churchill, you haven't answered my question, where are you going on horseback?"

"London." Frank put on his top hat, and his tone was as natural as returning home. Of course, when he spoke, his eyes never left Emma.

Wei Lai glanced at Mr. Knightley again, well, more seriously.

"What are you doing in London? Is Mrs. Churchill sick?"

"No, my aunt is in good health. I'm going to London for a haircut. Miss Woodhouse, don't you think my hair is a bit long?" Frank said as he lifted the hair on his forehead to show Emma.

This voice, this look, this movement, so it is like this!

Wei Lai compared Frank's expression, voice and tone when he was talking to Emma with his expression when he was talking to Jane, and quickly drew a conclusion——Frank Churchill is in two boats!

good, very good, excellent.

While coaxing Jane to get engaged to him, waiting for him, and flirting with Emma at the same time, Jane is really a muddy temper and won't get angry, right?

Hmph, I have kicked both boats for you, and I will let you step on two boats!

Wei Lai returned home with a sullen face, and Patty was taken aback by her gloomy and angry look. She didn't dare to show her breath. Fortunately, Miss Bates and Mrs. Bates were in their respective rooms, otherwise Miss Bates could see her expression Not good, you must think she is sick again, nagging is inevitable.

Wei Lai needs to be quiet now.

"The "Southern Post", "The Londoner", and "The Daily Morning News". They are all newspapers. I have never heard of them." Wei Lai was the editor of a small magazine in his previous life, and he once complained about this job He has no future, works a lot and earns little, and will not be able to afford a house for a few lifetimes, but at critical moments, he still has to rely on this craft to make a living.

After carefully reading the content of these three newspapers, most of them are mainly about economics, commerce and finance. She is not good at these. The magazine she worked for in the past was devoted to juvenile literature, and only the "Daily Morning News" left A small piece is given to the part she is good at-fiction.

Yes, novels!The small light bulb of wisdom on Wei Lai's head lit up.

"Dickens was also famous for writing serials for newspapers at the beginning. In the nineteenth and twentieth centuries, there were a lot of authors who wrote for newspapers in Britain." On a thunderous afternoon, a roommate of a top student who couldn't go to the library to read Pushing the black-rimmed glasses, said so.

Wei Lai has never loved her roommate so much as at this moment.

[What theme is good? 】She tapped her chin, 【Let's choose a pseudonym for myself...】

London Morning Post Literature Department

"...My God, what did I see, how could anyone come up with such a story? It's too evil, is this a prank?" The editor-in-chief, who has turned sixty and is known as Old Jack, held the manuscript in one hand and tapped it with the other. He was panting heavily, and a colleague walked in. He grabbed the letter paper and squeezed out of the crowd with his fat belly.

"Mr. Amedeo, Mr. Amedeo..." Old Jack rushed into Lance Amedeo's office holding a letter.

When Old Jack and Lance were both stunned by this contribution from Mr. Jonas Meyer, Wei Lai who was far away in Highbury was also stunned.

The small living room of the Bates family was suddenly occupied by a huge monster that took up all the remaining space.

Wei Lai was dumbfounded: "Who gave this piano?"

The author has something to say: Writing novels for a living is really an old meme...

I have read a few articles about "Pride and Prejudice" where the heroines of the fanfic all made a living by writing novels. There is no way, because there were very few things women could do in that era.

Try to write this old stalk in a new way.