Chapter 1419

Shakespeare is very particular about his fruit.

He not only used a gold fruit plate, but also had a special maid waiting on him, feeding the grapes into his mouth and catching the core with both hands.

At first, Zhang Heng thought that it was a maid from the manor for Shakespeare. It was not until the fantasy bestseller said hello to the maid like woman that Zhang Heng finally realized that the latter was also the author invited to the manor.

Shakespeare listened to the fantasy best-selling female writer with a respectful tone to introduce Zhang Heng, but did not respond, until a moment later, eyebrows suddenly wrinkled, but will just be fed to the mouth of the grape to spit out, "sour."

The woman writer who served him on one side looked terrified. "I asked the kitchen to bring two more strings."

"No, that's it. I've had enough."

Shakespeare said while with a napkin elegant wipe under the mouth, this just turned to look at Zhang Heng.

"You want to learn writing from me?"

"I thought about it before, but I don't think about it now." Zhang Hengdao.

Shakespeare was a little surprised, as if he did not expect that there were still people in the world who would refuse their guidance.

As soon as Zhang Heng said this, the two female writers on the other side also changed their colors.

"You know who I am, don't you?" Shakespeare confirmed again, just to be on the safe side. "Who was the most famous writer of your time?"

"William Shakespeare." Zhang Heng did not deny it.

Shakespeare's stiff face softened a little when he heard this, "my works, the merchant of Venice, King Lear, Macbeth, and of course, Romeo and Juliet, are still popular, right?"

"So far as I know." Zhang Hengdao.

"Interesting, that's the question," Shakespeare looked at Zhang Heng. "I heard Professor McGonagall's introduction. She said that you want to create a popular novel. Is there anyone in the world more suitable to be your teacher than me?"

Without waiting for Zhang Heng to answer, Shakespeare continued, "not to mention that I am still one of the twelve judges. The winners of every monthly story meeting are all decided by me and the other eleven candidates. You know, people who can come to this villa may lack anything, but they don't lack talent, that is to say..."

Shakespeare pause, "the story will be very fierce competition, although there are 12 judges, but the final victory may only be a little bit behind the decimal point, you are still young, you should not want to stay here like those old ghosts."

Zhang Heng can hear the threat from the man opposite.

But there was no change in his face, just a slight bow, "goodbye."

With these words, Zhang Heng, no matter what Shakespeare's reaction was, turned around and left.

In fact, what he finally bowed to was not Shakespeare sitting in front of him, but the literary giant who left an immortal chapter in the history of literature.

Seeing this scene, the female writer of fantasy bestseller who came with him was so anxious that she almost didn't jump. While apologizing to Shakespeare, she quickened her pace to catch up with Zhang Heng.

Although Zhang Heng's face looks very calm, but fantasy best-selling female writer does not believe that Zhang Heng's heart will be as calm as his face.

She trotted all the way to Zhang Heng, then lowered her voice and said, "I know that real people may make you a little Well, I'm disappointed, but it's not to let you live with him. Can't you pretend to compliment him and then get his advice? If you're lucky, you can stay with him for a while, and you can learn more. It's just the tuition you paid for your new work. "

"I'm not disappointed." Zhang Heng slowed down a little. He didn't have a bad feeling for the fantasy best-selling female writer. He knew that the other party was kind enough to introduce him to Shakespeare. After all, the latter was so famous that almost no one would know about it. Moreover, he was one of the twelve judges. It was only good but no harm to be able to connect with such a big figure.

But Zhang Heng has no interest in serving people.

To put it bluntly, the most important thing for such a large manor is talented writers. No matter how good Shakespeare is, it can't be replaced. Moreover, Zhang Heng thinks Hemingway's words are very good, and there's no need to be frightened by the names of those guys here. In order to pursue stars, he gives up his own way.

In fact, not only his own way, but also his dignity and personality are the same. Let him circle around Shakespeare like the female writer beside Shakespeare, always pay attention to Shakespeare's every move, dedicate his body and mind unconditionally, and be willing to become a planet beside the star. Zhang Heng thinks he can't do it, and he is willing to pay some tuition fees for his study It means that he is not willing to pay some tuition fees.

But he was not disappointed, as he said.

Writing a good work and being a good person are two different things. Zhang Heng knew this from the beginning. What's more, there are hundreds of years in between. No matter what kind of person Shakespeare is, he won't be surprised.As for the threat of the other side, Zhang Heng did not pay attention to it.

He also has a task failure free punishment card. Even if he doesn't complete the main task, there is no loss. He has only one goal in this copy, which is to finish the book he wants to write. The rest is not important.

Seeing that Zhang Heng was not affected, the female writer of fantasy bestseller was relieved, but she still felt sorry for Zhang Heng.

On the contrary, Hemingway held a bottle of wine in the open air in the daytime and gave Zhang Heng a thumbs up when he squinted at the scene not far away. This American tough man was more and more aware of Zhang Heng's temper towards him, so after Zhang Heng separated from the fantasy best-selling female writer, he dragged a man with long sideburns to Zhang Heng's body.

Zhang Heng originally thought that Hemingway was going to introduce Fitzgerald to him, but what he didn't expect was that Hemingway said to his companion, "chemist, come and have a look. Are you sure he's not the bionic man in your book?"

"Boxer, I think you should have a good look at your mental illness." The man with black glasses replied, holding out a hand to Zhang Heng and politely saying, "Zhang Heng, right? I've seen you at the story meeting before. You can call me double hundred people."

When Zhang Heng heard the name, he didn't know who the other party was. He was a little surprised. "You didn't go up to tell the story of the eye opening theme before?"

"I'd say he's probably afraid of Fogg." Hemingway, on the other hand, bitterly gloated.

"Shut up. I'm here to stay a little longer and get to know the technology level of future generations." Two hundred people retorted.

"Well, you're lucky. This boy was born decades later than you. Maybe you two can communicate more." Hemingway assists Zhang Heng.

"You don't have to say I know." Double hundred people reported their room number, at the same time sent out an invitation to Zhang Heng, "when you have time, come to my room, we can have a good chat."

Zhang Heng certainly won't refuse. He didn't expect to leave Jules Verne, but he got another Asimov.

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