Three hours later, both authors submitted their works as promised—although they were only two short stories, but in order to choose their ideal collaborators fairly and accurately without leaving any regrets, Mr. Herman expressed that he did not I will not make a choice right away, but plan to hire three translation teachers to translate the works of Hiukawa and Jiang Yucheng three times, and then carefully read and compare the translations of the three versions to get the best translation. It is close to the meaning that the original work wants to express.
The degree of attention is evident.
Mr. Herman took over the manuscript, expressed his gratitude to Hiukawa and Jiang Yucheng, and then stayed with them for dinner. He told the housekeeper to take good care of the two authors, and he felt like he had found a treasure, and he was unwilling to wait for a moment. Turn around and go back to the study to contact the Chinese translator in person—
It is said that Mr. Herman's work was done by himself from the beginning of the draft, and now it seems that his reputation is really well-deserved. Perhaps this is the so-called "literati ingenuity".
Here, after Mr. Herman returned to the study, Hiukawa and Jiang Yucheng relaxed like elementary school students. The two of them were paralyzed under the grape trellis in the yard. Jin, then raised Tijiang and Cheng, and asked, "Hey, what are you writing?"
Jiang Yucheng thought for a while, and said expressionlessly: "Oriental fantasy, maternal love."
Jiang Yucheng looked up at Zhou Chuan, paused, and asked Zhou Chuan, "What about you?"
Hiukawa said "Oh", and said with a blank face: "Spiritual suspense, maternal love."
Jiang Yucheng: "..."
Hiukawa: "..."
Jiang Yucheng: "Why do you feel so disgusted?"
Hiukawa: "Me too."
Jiang Yucheng: "They each wrote about the subjects that the other was good at, and they used the same theme at the same time... Evil."
Hiukawa: "Who wants to have a heart-to-heart with you!"
Jiang Yucheng made a vomiting face, and kicked Zhou Chuan back.
Chu Li and Gu Baizhi stood by and looked at the two childish ghosts, expressing that they couldn't get in the way. Looking at the two of them, they glanced at each other and talked about it like candidates who just finished the college entrance examination and couldn't wait to discuss the answers. , They sat down next to the two big boys like nanny respectively, ready to stop them when they disagreed with each other.
Hiukawa tugged at Chu Li: "This person learned how to write from me, it can be said to be very disgusting."
Jiang Yucheng sneered: "It's as if you didn't learn from me."
Hiukawa dismissed it: "I'm here to win. This kind of propositional composition, suspense and supernatural is better to win."
Jiang Yucheng: "Don't, it's a flag if you talk too absolutely, for example, if I win, where will you put your old face?"
Chu Li withdrew his hand from Hiukawa's hand: "You two go on, don't take me, thank you."
Because the task was completed, the atmosphere of dinner this day was very relaxed. Mr. Herman, Jiang Yucheng, and Hiukawa talked a lot—and during the dinner, Chu Li once again felt the seeming relationship between Hiukawa and Jiang Yucheng. How strong is the precarious friendship? During the whole dinner, Hirakawa did not use Turkish to create more opportunities to chat with Mr. Herman, but obediently used Chinese, waiting for a bowl of water to be translated for him He Jiang and Cheng alone translated a sentence...
Chu Li not only remembered that Jiang Yucheng did the same thing that day, but he might face being eliminated when the translator said something wrong. This buddy probably called Hiukawa just after stepping out of Herman’s villa and reminded him not to say anything. something that shouldn't be said...
Think again today that the two of them wrote about the subject that the other is good at and the same theme—
It can really be said that it is very... er.
You can see true love.
Chu Li felt more and more that if she hadn't kicked from the middle, the literary "Romeo and Liang Shanbo" might have been born magnificently.
sin sin.
…
Dinner is fish and lamb.
Chuli admired the mutton from Turkey so much that he took two symbolic bites. After feeling sick, he put down the tableware, pretended to smile and watched tali Hirukawa chatting with Mr. Herman lovingly.
After dinner, Hiukawa and the others were about to leave when they were told by Mr. Herman that he had booked for them a performance ticket to watch the famous Turkish dance, also known as the Konya dance, and was going to let the family After the driver drove them over to visit, they packed up and sent them back to the hotel.
The Konya dance is one of the must-see performances in Turkey. Although the performance has a strong sense of religious ritual and connotation, most non-believers just watch the fun and get down...
But it has come, and what should be seen should be seen.
This activity was included in Chuli's original itinerary, and now that it has been arranged by someone, I am very grateful... After dinner, I jumped into the car and drove all the way to a slightly remote place in the suburbs. There are a few tourist vehicles parked outside the building, and some European tourists gather under the vehicle.
After entering through the ticket check, there was a huge and empty atrium with no chairs, only a slightly cold draft... Chu Li sneezed a little, Hirakawa glared at her, took off his coat and threw it to her.
Chu Li put on the coat that still had a man's body temperature: "If you don't want to give the coat, don't give it. If you don't want to, tsk tsk, why are you staring at me..."
Hiukawa's tone was not kind: "When you go out in the morning, you are asked to wear more clothes and don't listen, so I expect men to take off their coats for you. Men are not human, and if they are human, they will catch a cold and be afraid of the cold—"
Chu Li: "Did you freeze to death?"
Hiukawa: "Give it back to me if you are wearing my coat."
Chu Li wrapped her clothes tightly and turned her back: "No."
Jiang Yucheng smiled and said, "Why don't you give it back to him, I also have a coat, and I'm not cold..."
Jiang Yucheng's words successfully made Zhou Chuan feel as if he was facing a big enemy. He took his coat and his own people and stuffed them into his arms. Press: "Those who seduce me in front of me, are you fucking tired of working..."
Jiang Yucheng smiled and said, "How about I give you my coat?"
Hiukawa: "Get out, get out!"
Gu Baizhi stood beside her with her arms folded and watched them sing together. She shook her head and said speechlessly: "Which show are you singing, the two big fans with a combined Weibo followers of over 50 million, can you let me go..."
While Gu Baizhi was thinking, music suddenly sounded in the atrium. After a while, a light lit up on the wall behind them. When he fixed his eyes, it turned out to be a 3D projection!
During the projection, golden horses and iron horses, and the sound of drums, vividly and three-dimensionally showed the history of Turkey from ancient times to the present to the tourists standing in the atrium—from the ancient Ottoman Empire, the capture of Constantinople, the destruction of the Byzantine Empire, It declined until the nineteenth century, inherited the culture of the Eastern Roman Empire, absorbed Islamic culture, gradually evolved, developed industry and agriculture in constant wars, and finally formed the Republic of Turkey...
During the whole process, Domao sat in Hikawa’s arms, watched a 20-minute 3D movie on the “giant screen” tens of meters high and 100 meters wide, and felt that it was worth it. The ticket price, the gate of the building next to it opened, and the gate like an ancient castle opened to tourists.
Chu Li sneezed again, feeling dizzy after looking up at the big screen for a long time.
Maybe it's a cold
Chu Li didn't pay much attention to it. He wrapped his coat tightly around Rikawa and followed the crowd into the castle. The ground and stone pillars inside were paved with large bricks and stones. The light was dim and the sense of history was heavy...
Chu Li looked back at the man behind him: "Do you have any inspiration?"
Hiukawa: "What inspiration?"
Chu Li: "When a writer comes to a brand new environment, won't he get some inspiration for writing?"
Hiukawa: "No."
Jiang Yucheng: "Do you know what inspires writers?"
Chuli: "?"
Gu Baizhi followed with a blank expression: "It's RMB—because of Taiwan's habit of paying for manuscript fees, US dollars are probably fine?"
First ceremony: "..."
The four people are in the center of the building, led by the staff to take their seats. Directly in front of them is a wide square stage surrounded by audience seats. The layout is divided into places like an ancient arena.
After Chu Li sat down, she felt a little cold under her buttocks again, but she felt hypocritical when she complained too much, so she obediently shut her mouth, and decided to drink some hot water and fall asleep after returning home.
Fortunately, she didn't have to wait too long, and the real Turkish dance began—
The dancers are uniformly male, they wear black robes that symbolize all things in the world, and they enter the venue with their hands on their shoulders;
Turning around, the right hand of the dancer is slowly raised, symbolizing the divine grace in the sky, and the left hand is slightly lowered, symbolizing the transmission of such grace to the world;
During the dance, they removed their black robes, leaving a white skirt to symbolize Allah, a black belt around their waists to symbolize themselves, and a tall yellow hat to symbolize the grave;
Rotate with the left foot as the center of the circle, symbolizing endless life, changing seasons and repeating;
The uninterrupted rotation means that the dancer is getting closer to Allah;
The dance is divided into seven parts, usually about an hour, and the seven parts may also imply the seven days of Genesis.
- The above is what Hiukawa said, and Du Niang added.
Forgive Chu Li's artistic attainment is not very high, saw half of the head was confused, lowered his head and went to Baidu, after Baidu for a long time, he raised his head in a daze, the dancers on the stage are still spinning and changing formation, only they are changing Gestures, as well as the verses of the Qur'an and the content of blessings sung by the presiding priest.
After watching it for a while, Chu Li felt that his dizziness was getting worse.
Watching them go round and round happily, I was also spinning around.
Finally finished the normal performance, returned to the hotel, struggled to climb into bed and lay down for a while, then struggled to get up from the bed, hugged the toilet and vomited upside down—
After throwing up enough, she climbed up, went to the sink to rinse her mouth and brushed her teeth, and then wiped the water on her mouth with her hands. She attributed all this to the fact that after finishing her business, her tense nerves relaxed, and she felt exhausted.
After washing her face, she was about to turn around and talk to Hiukawa Laiji, "You see, I'm sick and you still haven't bought me a diamond ring to relieve my fatigue", but when I looked up, I saw that the person she was looking for had already died. Appear-
At this moment, the man leaned against the door frame of the bathroom with folded arms, and looked at her with a blue face in embarrassment.
The two stared at each other for a few seconds in the mirror.
First ceremony: "..."
Hiukawa changed his foot to support the weight: "If it's a daughter, wouldn't it be nice to be called Day Moon?"
First ceremony: "..."
The first hair on the first day of the day.
It's better to call Ma Dongmei.