his cat [Rebirth]

Xing Yingtai got up to wash up, took some time to write some articles, and when Chen Banxiao woke up, Xing Yingtai asked, "Are you going to work today?"

Chen Banxiao's eye circles were black, as if he hadn't slept well, he said blankly: "Work-related injury, take two days off."

Xing Yingtai nodded.

Chen Banxiao was a little puzzled why Xing Yingtai asked this question, but soon understood, he said, "You want me to take Zhaocai for sterilization, don't you?"

"Yes." Xing Yingtai said politely, "It's better to wait another two days."

Chen Banxiao glanced at the plump cat passing through the center of the living room, rubbed his chin and smiled, and wanted to say a few witty words, but just as he opened his mouth, he suddenly remembered something, couldn't help but sighed, and didn't say any more.

Xing Yingtai made an appointment with the instructor to hold a class in his office, and spent the whole morning talking about translation.After class, the instructor invited Xing Yingtai to the cafeteria for dinner. It seemed that he remembered something. Xing Yingtai, a serious and serious instructor in his 50s, said: "Now that I think about it, I have also read a few works translated by your uncle. If he hadn't If you die early, you can ask him for advice, which is far better than me being here to fight the hatchet."

Xing Yingtai was taken aback for a moment, wondering how the tutor knew that Chongshan was his uncle, and then suddenly remembered that he had asked for leave a few months ago to attend Chongshan's funeral, so she nodded and said, "He is good at foreign languages." Accomplished."

"I still have a few books written by him on my desk." The tutor said, "Not only the documents he translated, but also the novels he wrote... If Chongshan hadn't announced his pen name after his death, I wouldn't dare I believe he would write such a novel."

Xing Yingtai smiled awkwardly and lowered her head.

Chongshan's name is relatively well-known in the translation industry, but when his other identity was revealed, everyone was surprised to find that he was not only a translator, but also wrote under the pseudonym of '3000 people'. Author of many popular novels.

Many people can't believe it, because the works translated by Chongshan are serious and upright, completely different from the romantic and sharpness when he wrote novels.

This reaction was not much different from Xing Yingtai's back then.

Xing Yingtai was only a teenager at that time.After entering high school, Xing Yingtai's homework became even more busy, and she only went home once a week.But there was nothing to do when he got home, so he always wanted to run to his uncle's house.

Chongshan is very kind to Xing Yingtai, to the point of being responsive to every request.Sometimes Chongshan was writing something at his desk in front of the computer desk, but when he heard Xing Yingtai's footsteps, he would put down his pen and look back at his curly-haired, good-looking little nephew with a smile.

The weather was very hot, and Xing Yingtai was wearing knee-length shorts, probably too long, so she rolled them up a few times until they reached the base of her thighs, exposing her reddened skin from the sun.He was wearing slippers, and there was still wet mud on his legs.Holding the plastic bag in her right hand, Xing Yingtai said a little embarrassedly, "My classmates and I went to catch some fish...I'll give you some."

Seeing that he has never returned home like this, the so-called 'some' is likely to be all.But Chongshan didn't expose it, he just said: "You treat me to fish, I will treat you to something more delicious."

Xing Yingtai asked: "What?"

"Whatever you want," Chongshan said, "I'll give you whatever."

Xing Yingtai laughed, but didn't take it seriously.

I heard a few children passing by outside the door, and without saying anything, they threw a piece of mud and smashed it on the door.

A child said: "This lunatic lives in it."

"Throw it quickly, keep throwing it, and see if you can lure him out."

"I... I'm a little scared."

"What are you afraid of? He's locked! It's like my rhubarb, he can't escape."

Chong Shan said loudly: "Don't throw it away, it's okay if I come out and show you."

The two children were taken aback, and when they found out that Chong Shan was not what they thought, they couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.However, the nursery rhymes that had already been prepared were sung naturally, most of which were ridiculing Chongshan's bad brain.

Xing Yingtai got angry and said, "Stop scolding!"

Chong Shan originally listened with great interest, but when Xing Yingtai yelled, he was taken aback.

The children laughed and said, "An old lunatic, a little lunatic."

Chongshan said angrily, "How old am I?"

"..."

Chongshan took a step forward, held the railing in his hand, and shook it vigorously, making a loud noise.With a ferocious expression on his face, he roared, "I'm going to kill you!!"

The child screamed repeatedly, crawled and rolled away in fright.

Chongshan let go of his hand and saw Xing Yingtai who was stunned.

Chong Shan's smiling face sank, and he asked, "Are you afraid of me too?"

Only then did Xing Yingtai realize that Chongshan was just pretending, and he said, "You're not as deceitful as you are."

"So what if you lie to others?" Chongshan said, "I love acting the most, and I love deceiving people the most. You...you..."

As thick-skinned as Chongshan, for some reason, the tips of his ears became warm.

Xing Yingtai naturally couldn't see Chongshan's embarrassment and ambiguity at this time, he put down his schoolbag and said, "I made more than half of the cloze mistakes in the English test paper this time, and there are a few that I don't understand, please help me to look at them. "

Chongshan said "Okay", still shocked in his heart, what did he want to say just now?

I love acting the most, and I love deceiving people the most.Do you dislike me?do you like me?

When I was lecturing the question to Xing Yingtai, my thoughts were still flying around, and he scolded, "How can such a simple question be wrong?" ' While regretting, why didn't I really ask those two sentences just now.

When Xing Yingtai went to Chongshan's home, nine times out of ten she would see Chongshan writing in front of a computer or a book, in a daze.Later Chongshan retorted that he was not in a daze but was thinking, but Xing Yingtai felt that there was no difference.

After the relationship between Xing Yingtai and Chongshan improved, Xing Yingtai asked him, what do you do?Staying at home every day can still make money.

Chongshan said angrily, "What do you mean by staying at home? I'm studying every day, okay?"

Xing Yingtai let out an 'ah', noncommittal.

Chongshan asked back: "What do you think I do?"

"Probably a writer." Xing Yingtai said cautiously, "Once, I saw someone sending you books, many of them. And you read them every day."

Chongshan said: "Yes, but not all. Do you really want to know?"

Xing Yingtai nodded firmly.

Chongshan teased him with a smile, and said: "What's the use of knowing, I am me."

Xing Yingtai said: "I feel very powerful, I want to tell my friends."

"I can tell you, but you can't tell others." Chongshan said, "It can't be used to brag, hahaha."

Xing Yingtai's face was red and her ears were red: "Your words are really annoying."

Chongshan thought for a while and said, "As for me... I was a translator at first, and I was too tired. I wrote a few novels and found that I made a lot of money. Now I will write more novels and translate less."

Xing Yingtai asked, "What kind of novel are you writing?"

Chongshan said: "I won't tell you."

However, Xing Yingtai still knew the pen name of my uncle later.The teenage Xing Yingtai once humbly asked for advice, leaned over and asked in a low voice: "Why is it called '3000 people'?"

Chongshan smiled slightly.

Just when Chongshan thought he would hear a series of quotations from classics and references, Chongshan said in a slightly loose tone: "Because... because there are 3000 beauties in the harem, haha! Well, I originally wanted to call it 'sitting on three Qian Jiali is here."

Hearing this name, Xing Yingtai had a bad feeling. He flipped through the sample book that the editor gave to Chongshan, and asked, "Can I take it home to read?"

"Young man," Chong Shan said, "are you an adult? If you're not, don't read it."

Xing Yingtai said: "But... some students in our class are also reading your book."

"Really?" Chongshan didn't care much, patted Xing Yingtai's head, and said, "You are not allowed to see it either."

But how can this verbal dissuasion stop the young man from earnestly?Xing Yingtai originally thought that Chongshan was engaged in the computer software industry, but until today, she realized that she was wrong.Instead, he discovered that the writer his classmates had discussed was his uncle who was very close to him, and the excitement in his heart was about to explode like a balloon, as if he had learned a great secret.Everyone does not know, only oneself is special.

Of course, Chongshan's work and pen name are forbidden to tell others, but this does not prevent Xing Yingtai from secretly going to the bookstore to buy a book written by '3000 people', and hiding under the quilt that night, quietly reading it with a flashlight.

The next day after reading it, he went to Chongshan's home excitedly, saying that he had finished reading a certain novel as if to show off.

Chongshan always holds a pen between his hands, looks at him with interest, and asks, "And then?"

"...It's quite beautiful." Xing Yingtai boasted, "But why did you write...that kind of thing..."

Chongshan then laughed: "What is it? Overwhelming, eloquent poetry. How about it? Is the writing good or not?"

"I said it looks good." Xing Yingtai couldn't help asking, "When did you write me in the novel? I also want to be the protagonist."

Chongshan thought for a while, and said: "It's not impossible, Yingtai, Yinglift. It's also very good for a hero to raise his hand to lift the sky."

Xing Yingtai was stunned, and complained: "My name is only two...just three words, you are wrong by two."

"Silly boy, you are really stupid, why don't you use your real name?"

"Hey, oh, you... why are you scolding me?"

Chongshan hooked the corner of his mouth, raised his slender fingers, and lightly poked Xing Yingtai's left chest.

"Because you don't have a single heart." After a pause, he said very vaguely, "Let me flirt with the blind." Then he said angrily, "I don't scold you."