1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 189 "Farewell My Concubine"

Lin Weimin had a playful smile on his face, "Hello, Comrade Ma Yun."

After Ma Yun shook hands with him, he introduced excitedly to the two foreign boys and girls: "David, Susan, let me introduce you, this gentleman is a very famous writer in our country, Mr. Weimin Lin .”

Of course, the boys and girls had never heard of Lin Weimin's name, but after hearing Ma Yun's introduction, they suddenly became interested and shook hands with Lin Weimin.

They were even more surprised when they heard Lin Weimin’s authentic American West Coast accent. The accent in the English-speaking world also has a chain of contempt. American guys are ridiculed by British guys, but Aussies are not qualified to laugh at American guys. accent.

"You can speak English?"

Lin Weimin smiled reservedly, "I happened to have learned a little bit."

Ma Yun praised: "Teacher Lin is really amazing!"

Teacher Lin called this call extremely skillfully, as if he had practiced it thousands of times.

"David! What's going on?"

While the few people were talking, a middle-aged man's voice came from not far away, but he only spoke English.

Several people turned their heads to look, and David called out, "It's nothing, Dad, we made two new friends."

While speaking, two middle-aged foreign men and women had already approached Lin Weimin and his group of young people.

Both middle-aged men and women are a little fatter. David stepped forward and briefly explained what happened just now. Jack Ma added a few words in a timely manner. He didn’t tell David just now that Lin Weimin criticized Zhang Qiang after he finished talking ugly. if.

After listening to the words of the two, the middle-aged man showed appreciation, and stretched out his hand to Lin Weimin, "Sir, you are an upright gentleman."

After shaking hands and exchanging greetings, the wife next to the middle-aged man suddenly remembered something and asked Ma Yun, "Yun, what is the name of this gentleman you introduced just now?"

Ma Yun repeated: "Mr. Lin for the people."

A look of surprise appeared on the wife's face, she muttered something to her husband, and went to look through the travel bag she was carrying.

"Mr. Morley, what happened?" Jack Ma asked.

Mrs. Morley rummaged through it for a while, and finally found a book from her bag. She held a book with anticipation and joy, and handed it to Lin Weimin.

"Sir, is this book your work?"

Mrs. Morley handed over the book with an English name on the cover. Lin Weimin couldn't help but roll his eyes when he saw the name "Farewell My Concubine" on it.

Lao Mi's translation is at this level!
"Farewell My Concubine" has become "Farewell, My Concubine". Let's just say where did the Overlord go?

Make do with it.

Lin Weimin took the book and looked at the pinyin of his name in the lower right corner, which he insisted on being printed by Random House.

Not for anything else, just to let people who understand Chinese understand it at once. As for whether foreigners can understand his name, is it important?
Anyway, Lin Weimin's name is a symbol to them.

Lin Weimin touched the cover of the book and said with a light smile, "This font is really ugly."

Then he returned the book to Mrs. Morley, "Yes, it's my book. What a coincidence, it shouldn't have been long since this book was published in the United States."

When Mrs. Morley heard him say this, she covered her mouth with excitement, "It's really you, my God!"

The surprise on her face was beyond words, and she said incoherently: "This book... This book was bought when our family was traveling in the United States. Our plan was to go to Europe next stop. But, oh dear, Your book is so fascinating, I fell in love with it on the first day I read it. At the same time, I was also full of curiosity about China, a mysterious and ancient country, so our family temporarily changed the itinerary and came to Here, we have been to Yanjing before..."

Lin Weimin couldn't help being a little surprised when he heard Mrs. Morley's words. Jack Ma had just introduced that their family is Australian.

A novel written by a Chinese author published in the United States can travel across the ocean and be brought to the country where it was born by a traveler from another country across the ocean.

Fate is really wonderful!

When Mr. Morley's family learned that Lin Weimin also came to Hangzhou from Yanjing, and today happened to be visiting the West Lake.

"Goose Meijing!" The family chanted this magical word with exaggerated expressions.

Lin Weimin smiled and said: "There is an ancient Chinese poem: It is fate to meet thousands of miles away."

Lin Weimin spoke Chinese. The Morley family all looked at Ma Yun. He scratched his head, racked his brains for a while, and then stuttered to translate it.

Mr. Morley's family said yes again and again, and their expressions were full of disbelief.

Mrs. Morley did not forget to ask Lin Weimin, the author of the novel, for an autograph. This trip to China is worthwhile and full of legend.

When they signed the contract and heard that "Farewell My Concubine" was still being played in Yanjing, Mr. Morley and his wife were very annoyed that they missed it.

"It doesn't matter, the crew of "Farewell My Concubine" should be invited to Shanghai now. If you go now, you should be able to see this drama." Lin Weimin kindly reminded.

"My God, this is really great. I'm going to Shanghai tomorrow!" Mrs. Morley said excitedly, her face full of fascination.

Lin Weimin didn't have the nerve to interrupt her imagination, did you forget that you are a foreigner?
Lin Weimin doesn't need to worry about this kind of thing. After all, he has read the English version of the novel. Besides, he can find a translator, so that he can get a rough idea and have a sense of experience.

This can be regarded as a one-stop service!
Arranged clearly.

After the emotional surge, Mr. Morley and his wife finally regained some sanity.

Lin Weimin asked about the sales of the novel "Farewell My Concubine" in the United States. Unfortunately, Mrs. Morley and the others only stayed in the United States for a short time and did not know the specific situation, so Lin Weimin did not ask any further questions.

After chatting for a while, Lin Weimin intentionally brought the topic to Ma Yun, a little guide.

Only then did I learn that he had just finished the college entrance examination this year, and his grades were fragmented. He only scored 1 point in mathematics.

However, Ma Yun was not discouraged because of this, and he was going to fight again next year.

Working as a guide for foreigners by the West Lake is a way of part-time work and study. When he was a child, his father bought him a pocket radio. He listened to English broadcasts every day and became interested in English.

One time during the summer vacation, I went to the West Lake and saw foreign tourists here, so I offered to be their guide. I wanted to learn and practice my English. I didn’t expect that I could earn tips, killing two birds with one stone.

Since then, being a guide for foreigners by the West Lake has become a compulsory course for him in summer vacation for so many years, even if he failed the college entrance examination this year.

After listening to Ma Yun's experience, Lin Weimin patted him on the shoulder, "Little Ma works very hard, if you keep working hard, you will definitely get into a good university in the future, and your future is limitless!"

Ma Yun was overjoyed by the praise, "Thank you, Mr. Lin."

Lin Weimin thought that he really needs to make persistent efforts. I remember that you have passed the college entrance examination three times, right?
At the end of the chat, Mr. Morley sincerely invited Lin Weimin to have lunch.

Ma Yun and Zhang Qiang looked at Lin Weimin eagerly, waiting for him to agree. It is impossible for them to invite Lin Weimin to dinner. It is impossible for the two of them to be left behind. It is not too bad to invite foreigners to dinner, right?
Lin Weimin was not interested in having dinner with the foreigner's family. He pretended to be a gorilla for people to visit, so he raised his hand and glanced at his watch.

"I'm so sorry, I have something to do in a while."

Mr Morley's family was disappointed to hear what he had to say.

Lin Weimin smiled and said, "Meeting is fate, let's take a photo together."

"That's a good proposal!" Mr. Morley laughed, scanning the people around him to see who was the right one to take the photo.

Ma Yun volunteered to raise his hand and said, "Let me take pictures for everyone."

Everyone readily agreed.

Lin Weimin shook his head, "Xiao Ma will take photos with us, we will find a passerby."

Jack Ma feels respected.

Lin Weimin looked around and happened to see a woman reading a book on a bench not far away.

Ma Yun didn't wait for Lin Weimin to speak, and quickly ran over to invite the woman to help them take pictures.

Before the photo shoot started, you had to stand. Mr. Morley and his wife naturally sandwiched Lin Weimin in the middle, and Zhang Qiang could only occupy a corner.

There were three small ones standing in the front row. Ma Yun was less than 1.7 meters tall, and Lin Weimin called him to stand in front of him.

"Come on, everyone tell me eggplant." The woman holding the camera shouted to the crowd.

"Eggplant!" It was the Chinese who shouted.

"Cheese!" was shouted by several foreigners.

The "eggplant" that everyone calls when taking pictures is the transliteration of "Cheese" that foreigners call when taking pictures. Mr. Morley's family can't understand Chinese, but the word can be roughly guessed.

This photo was taken with Zhang Qiang's camera, and Mr. Morley took out his family's camera and took it again.

Then Ma Yun approached Lin Weimin and hoped to take a photo with him alone, and Lin Weimin readily agreed.

When taking pictures, Lin Weimin naturally put his hand on Ma Yun's shoulder.

Ma Yun was very excited. Not only did he take a photo with Mr. Lin today, but he also had such an intimate pose, so he will be able to brag in the future!

After the group photo was over, Lin Weimin bid farewell to Mr. Morley's family, and Ma Yun continued to be their guide.

Zhang Qiang followed Lin Weimin, saw him going all the way to the broken bridge, and asked, "Mr. Lin, don't you say there is still something to do?"

Lin Weimin glanced at him, "Xiao Zhang, sometimes when people say something is wrong, it may be a kind of tactful rejection."

Zhang Qiang was ashamed and lost himself again!

(End of this chapter)