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At the end of today's public painting, Lin Yuan got up and left under the adoring gaze of the club members. It was time to go home and rest.

It's almost the end of the month now.

Lin Yuan didn't forget that he still had to participate in the tribal literature forum solicitation, so he planned to send the short story he had finished a long time ago tonight.

It's hard to say whether you can take the first place.

But Lin Yuan is still very confident in entering the top three.

Thinking this way, when he got home, Lin Yuan sent out the novel he had chosen according to the email address provided by the tribal literature contact.

at the same time.

Wei Long, one of the editors-in-chief of Tribal Literature, received a notification tone from his mailbox.

"Chu Kuang's manuscript?"

Wei Long stood up and looked, with interest on his face, and the story that appeared in front of his eyes was called "Death of a Little Civil Servant".

Chapter 74 The Death of a Small Civil Servant

"The death of a small civil servant?"

Seeing this title, Wei Long subconsciously thought it was a reasoning short story, because the subject matter was not limited, so among the [-] short story writers who submitted their manuscripts one after another, there were some short stories with reasoning themes.

Click on it.

Wei Long glanced at the word count, then froze.

Eighteen hundred words?

He suspected that he had read it wrong.

Although short stories basically don’t have a lot of words, and I also specially suggested to Chu Kuang that short stories should be short rather than long, and the word count should not be too many...

But is this too little?

The full text is less than [-] words?

When I say shorter, I mean that the novel is about [-] to [-] words!

Could it be that Chu Kuang had listened to his own suggestion and had a misunderstanding, so he deliberately shortened the number of words——

He thought the shorter the better?

If it is because of this reason that the quality of the work is affected, I am really guilty, Wei Long couldn't help but support his forehead.

Let's read the novel first:

[This is an ordinary night, the young civil servant is sitting in the second row of the main hall, watching a drama performance through binoculars. At this moment, he only feels that the years are quiet and beautiful. 】

The years are quiet?

This is the first time Wei Long has seen such a description, but it seems that he can accurately understand the meaning of these four words without thinking.

"Interesting description."

The following description is even more interesting: [But suddenly, his face wrinkled, his eyes disappeared, his breathing stopped, he took off the binoculars from his eyes, and bent down...]

Is this a heart attack?

Is this the death of a small civil servant?

A small civil servant without a name?

Wei Long couldn't figure it out, until he continued to read, he realized that the little civil servant just sneezed.

"puff."

Looking back, the previous text description is not the state when a person is sneezing. Chu Kuang's description seems to be a mouthful, but it also gives people a strange sense of rigor, so that Wei Long's mind appeared. Image of a person sneezing.

It's just a sneeze, and the little civil servant naturally doesn't panic at all, everyone can sneeze.

For this behavior, the most serious consequence is nothing more than a cold.

Weilong thinks so too.

But here is the turning point of the story: [The little civil servant panicked, because he saw a little old man sitting in the first row of the main hall in front of him was wiping his bald head and neck vigorously with gloves, muttering. 】

obviously.

The little civil servant's sneeze splashed on the little old man.

And the panic of the little civil servant is because...

The little civil servant recognized the little old man as a retired general who worked in a certain department!

"Will he be killed by the general?"

Wei Long inevitably thought of the title of the story again.

People who read novels will always habitually fill in the next content.

But short stories are hard to figure out.

The small civil servant did, as expected, begin to apologize.

But the general didn't lose his temper as Wei Long imagined, but expressed his understanding magnanimously.

"Is this general a smiling tiger? Showing his generosity in public, but privately taking revenge on small civil servants?"

This is Weilong's new association.

And this little civil servant who has no name naturally has similar worries.

So he apologized again, swearing all kinds of oaths, saying that he really didn't do it on purpose.

The general seemed annoyed, and said: ["Oh, please sit down! Let me listen to the show!"]

General angry?The little civil servant became more and more flustered.

He could no longer watch this good show on the stage.

It wasn't until the break, when the general went to the bathroom, that he followed suit and apologized for the third time.

【Oh, that's enough... I've already forgotten, but you can't stop talking! 】

The general shook his trousers and put on his belt. Helplessly, he curled his lips impatiently.

Wei Long came to a sudden: "It seems that the general is really not angry."

Affected by the title, he always thought that the general would kill the small civil servant for this, but according to the description in the novel, the general expressed forgiveness several times, obviously not such a stingy person.

For small civil servants, this sneeze was just a false alarm.

Weilong was relieved.

The small civil servant was not relieved.

He still has all kinds of mental activities: [He said he had forgotten, but there was a fierce light in his eyes, and he didn't want to talk too much, I should explain to him, explaining that I really didn't mean it, explaining that sneezing It's the law of nature, otherwise he will think that I spit on him on purpose, even if he doesn't think so at the moment, he will definitely think so in the future! 】

Are you too cowardly?

Wei Long suddenly felt that the little civil servant was a little funny.

When he got home, the little civil servant told his wife about his gaffe, and the wife was also shocked, and urged the little civil servant to apologize.

The little civil servant complained: [That's right!I've already paid for it, but somehow he's acting weird like he doesn't want to hear me explain. 】

People have forgiven you!

Aren't you suffering from persecution paranoia?

Wei Long's laughter gradually grew louder with the help of the little civil servant.

However, this little civil servant just didn't understand, and on the second day, he put on his uniform seriously, and went to the general's residence with a grand gift, and apologized again——

Don't talk about the general.

Wei Long felt that if it was him, being pestered by someone and apologizing endlessly, he would feel confused.

At this time, the general was receiving a guest, and he seemed to be an important guest.

The little civil servant could only wait for the general to finish meeting the guests before apologizing again.

Same as before.

The general expressed his understanding, but when he spoke, he couldn't help showing a frown.

"frown."

These four words almost made Wei Long laugh.

Apologizing is originally a kind of politeness, but if you encounter such a small civil servant who likes to chase after you to apologize, no matter how much you forgive, can you not frown?

While laughing and laughing, Wei Long actually had some sympathy for the general.

As a brain supplement, the little civil servant naturally saw the general's frown. He felt uneasy, thinking that the general obviously didn't intend to forgive himself.

For the sake of the future.

Although he felt that the general was too stingy to seize on his mistake, he still wanted to make it up.

So he decided to write a letter to the general, explaining the reason sincerely.

It's a pity that his mind is so empty that he can't even write a letter.

He could only visit again on the third day to express his apology.

The novel basically ends here.

With the civil servants apologizing again and again in the last few paragraphs, the ending was formed simply and concisely, an expected ending.

【"Get out!" The general yelled, his face turned blue and his whole body trembled. 】

【"What?" the little civil servant asked, his whole body numb with fear. 】

【"Get out!" the general said again, stomping his feet. 】

[The little civil servant seemed to have something churning in his stomach. He couldn't see or hear anything. He retreated to the door, walked to the street, and walked slowly all the way...he walked home in a leisurely manner. Without taking off his uniform, he lay down on the sofa... died. 】

【…】

Yes, the petty civil servant is dead.

This is where the title Death of a Small Civil Servant comes from.

He pestered and apologized again and again, and finally completely angered the general. As a result, when the general got angry, he was frightened to death by his own brain power!

Is this a novel of more than 1000 words?

It is not an imaginary reasoning, nor is it an imaginary general who kills people, but a story about a person who is scared to death by his own brain.

Although just over 1000 words, the content is extremely exaggerated, but it seems to fit a certain logic, allowing readers to accept the setting of the novel naturally, so that the whole story is full of fun!

this moment.

Wei Longle slapped the thigh directly, unexpectedly Chu Kuang could also play humor.

But halfway through the laugh, Wei Long's smile froze suddenly, and the picture seemed to freeze.

As if an electric current had spread all over his body, Wei Long was suddenly shocked, his eyes widened as if in a daze!

"Wait...the story..."

Chapter 75 Teacher buff

Taking a deep breath, Wei Long re-watched "The Death of a Little Civil Servant" from beginning to end.

Read it a second time.

Wei Long's expression was a bit complicated, and he spit out two words:

"clever."

I underestimated Chu Kuang too much.

This is not a simple short story that makes people laugh after reading it.

Chu Kuang's words seem to be light-hearted and humorous, but in fact they are full of extremely spicy——

irony!

Even if a small person offends a big person unintentionally, even if the big person expresses forgiveness, the little person will inevitably be terrified and anxious all day long, because the big person has such ability and can easily control the fate of the small person.