Chapter 657
Chapter 655 Zhang Zi An’s wife?
The sky is faint, the road is very lively, and it reflects the abnormality in the store.
This is a very good day for storytelling.
A lot of stories start like this – in an empty, slightly dimly lit room, a young and old man sits on a rocking chair, and a thick blanket covers his knees, often because of the changing weather. The flames in the fireplace burned with less flames.
The rocking chair swayed back and forth in a small amount, making him feel like drifting in the long river of time, unconsciously recalling the past years.
A man and a woman, two children, kneeling on the carpet, licking their chins, shaking their little ankles, staring at him with rapt attention, waiting for him to tell the story that happened a long time ago. It was a story that the old man had experienced personally, or it was thrilling. Either passionate or inciting.
If there is a dog next to the rocking chair – preferably an older golden hair, then it would be a good fit.
There are no rocking chairs in the pet shop, only reclining chairs; there are no children on the floor, only two lazy cats on the cat’s climbing frame; Zhang Zi An is carrying a dog, but not the old golden hair, and It is the Prime of the Year; he is not an old man, his experience and story are far less colorful than Old Time Tea; his knees are not covered with blankets, and there is a parrot on his shoulder that can be used at any time… Really like being seriously prepared to listen to the story, only sitting in the Xinghai in front of the recliner.
But today is still a good day to tell a story, because the most important thing about storytelling is the atmosphere, and today’s atmosphere is very good.
The elves know that π is writing stories about them, but no one knows how π describes them. They are also curious in their hearts, especially the cat elves. Their curiosity is instinct, just for reasons of restraint or self-respect, and they did not take the initiative to ask the content of the novel. It is impossible to sneak through the novels. π’s novels are not physical books, and their claws are really not suitable for operating mobile phones or computers.
Fina yawned. “It’s a good thing to listen to this palace, but don’t expect the palace to make a violation. It must be known that thousands of years ago, the clerk of the Kingdom of God has faithfully recorded the power of the palace. π is just a monkey in the district. If its description is stronger than the clerk of the Kingdom of God, this palace will never believe it.”
Just like the ancient Chinese official records of the emperor’s words and deeds, ancient Egypt also has a corresponding clerk responsible for recording everything in the royal family. For example, the clerk Tejani once recorded the epic of Thutmose III on the McGiddood plain. In the war, I carved it on the wall of the Karnak Temple. As the incarnation of the cat god and Fina of Cleopatra VII, it is common for the clerk to record its every move.
Zhang Zi An pointed out: “It is true to say this, but you are still an ordinary cat at that time? You wrote down as a wizard, you can’t equate the two.”
“Ordinary cat? Nonsense!” Fina glared at him. “This palace is extraordinary, don’t compare this palace with a cat!”
“Well, what do you say, but you can always understand?” Zhang Zi An does not argue with it in this respect. “At least you can’t talk at that time.”
Fina snorted and stopped speaking.
“Hey! The slaves are not as noble as they are, but the slaves have seen the world.” Snow Lion echoed. “I heard that π is a city life novel? The so-called urban life is nothing more than a daily description of the civilians in the city… …the slaves are not self-proclaimed, this is the first in the Lanling smile!”
Although it looks like a stink, Zhang Zi really can’t refute. “Golden X Mei” is indeed the first novel written in Chinese classical novels with the mundane mortal as the main character and the daily life of the civilians in the city. Prior to this, the protagonist of the novel was either a legendary hero like Sun Wukong or a royal relative like Liu Huangshu, so the position of Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng in the history of Chinese literature is unshakable.
From this point of view, the urban life novel is indeed the road that opened up along the Lanling smile and is now the originator of urban novels. Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng’s characterization of the characters is perfect, depicting a world that can be chaotic, whether it is Ximen Qing or Pan Jin Lian’s image is vivid.
“Yes, the novel written by π is indeed a novel of urban life, but there is still some difference between the novels written by Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng. For example, there is no special thing in “Jin X Mei”, whether it is human or animal. The ability, while the novel written by π, is more like an urban legend.” Zhang Zi An thinks it is unfair to compare π with Lanling smile.
He pointed to his face and said: “The so-called legend is in front of you – the tamer, the Hunchun Grand Master, the enthusiastic citizen who likes to report the case, the chief dog trainer of the film crew, and sometimes the police station guest Isn’t it so legendary that so many titles are concentrated on one person?”
After saying this, he is like a dragon’s nose, and he tries to avoid Fina’s disdainful eyes.
“Ha? Are you legendary?” Snow Lion grinned disdainfully. “Take you more legendary.”
“Hey! This uncle just wants to ask, do you have a boyfriend in the novel?” Richard asked in a bad manner.
“No! Boyfriend does not exist, it can never exist!” Zhang Zi An asked, “I don’t have a boyfriend in reality, how can I have it in the novel?”
“Don’t you say that the good seven points are really three points? Too disappointed this grandfather!” Richard screamed with his wings.
“Don’t play virtual in places that don’t make sense!” Zhang Zi An said: “What does it mean to make a boyfriend in the novel?”
“Of course it makes sense. Isn’t the so-called novel just to make up for the regrets in reality?” Richard persuaded.
Zhang Zi An solemnly declares: “No! I am not sorry at all!”
“You see, you don’t have a boyfriend or a girlfriend, don’t you regret it?” Richard’s little black eyes turned, as if he thought of something like a scream: “Since everyone is a learned person, It is also the ancient Egyptian clerk and Lan Ling smiles and laughs, and of course, this uncle is not willing to fall behind the cat, and the poem is a song to wish Yaxing.”
Zhang Zi An knows that this ostrich mouth can’t find a good poem, and hurriedly wants to pinch its beak. However, one step later, Richard’s voice has already flew up and circling in the air:
“It is a wife to sit alone in a book, and this matter is not mentioned to outsiders;
If you change your left hand to your right hand, you will retire your wife and marry your wife.
A glimpse of a slap in the face
Bit by bit, falling to the ground, the children and grandchildren turned into mud! ”
(End of this chapter)