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 The atmosphere dropped to freezing point.
 Suddenly, Doyle smiled,
 "In this way, you two are still literary critics. Mr. Lu, have you ever thought about contributing to newspapers and magazines?"
 The yin and yang are strange, and they come when they land.
 Lu Shizheng was worried that he had nowhere to make money. Although he knew that the other party might dig a hole, he had real skills in his hands, so he said without fear: "My writing is not bad."
 Hearing this, Natsume Soseki opened his mouth, but finally held back and didn't make a sound.
 Smith's face became serious, and he said to Doyle with a slight warning: "Why, do you want Mr. Lu to contribute to "Seaside Magazine"? It must be no problem if you are recommended by a famous writer like you, but..."
 The old professor's caring heart is beyond words,
 He was worried that Lu Shi's level was not enough, and that this young man would be ruined in this way for the rest of his life.
 Of course, I was also afraid that Doyle's reputation would be affected.
 Doyle waved his hand.
 "I think it should be Charles."
 Smith suddenly realized,
 Charles Preswich Scott was editor of The Manchester Guardian, which had a book review section, just for someone who was good at literary criticism.
 It's a pity that Smith is a modest gentleman, a real British gentleman, good at certain things but not good at personal affairs, and didn't consider Lu Shi's risk.
 You know, Sherlock Holmes was very popular. In "The Last Case" published in December 1893, Doyle let Holmes and his sworn enemy, Professor Moriarty, be buried in the Reichenbach Falls. After that, many people wore black sleeves. There are hoops to commemorate the detective, and some even call Doyle a beast.
 Lu Shi can evaluate such a character in a novel?
 Doyle is taking a bad breath here.
 Lu Shi pondered: "I want to write and read by myself."
 The other three were dumbfounded.
 Smith was the first to react and asked, "What are you writing? A novel?"
 Lu Shi nodded,
 "Detective story."
 Doyle's eyes narrowed involuntarily, and he said, "Young people these days really have some guts. That's fine, I'd better introduce you to Charles and let your book pass his eyes. How about setting the time tomorrow?"
 Natsume Soseki was stunned,
 "tomorrow?"
 Doyle didn't even look at him, but continued to face Lu Shi,
 "Mr. Lu hasn't written yet, has he?"
 Lu Shi replied: "Of course there are manuscripts already on file, thanks to Dr. Doyle for his recommendation."
 Doyle's gaze became a little colder, and then he nodded to Smith.
 They got up and left,
 Doyle turned around and left, while Smith smiled at the two Oriental youths, and then went after his friend with a cane.
 Watching their backs disappear at the door, Natsume Soseki let out a long sigh of relief, looked at Lu Shi, and asked, "You...have you really finished writing the manuscript? This is English writing, and it takes a lot of time to proofread the manuscript." Short time, right?"
 Lu Shi shook his head and replied, "Of course I didn't write it."
 Natsume Soseki was dumbfounded,
 "Ah?! Didn't write it!?"
 Lu Shi waved his hand and comforted him, "Why are you shouting so loudly? Don't worry, you can write casually when you go back. It's not a problem to get 20,000 to 30,000 words out."
 Can write 20,000 to 30,000 words a day, when you are a printing press?
 Natsume Soseki tried hard not to roll his eyes, and chose to change the subject: "Why do I feel that you and Dr. Doyle are a little...seem...maybe...perhaps...perhaps...are you not very good at it?"
 Lu Shi wanted to laugh a little when he heard it, and thought that this old man was really slow-witted.
 He nodded and said, "You don't have to hesitate, I just don't get along well with him, otherwise he wouldn't have introduced me to the editor of the Manchester Guardian."
 Natsume Soseki looked puzzled, not sure what the connection was.
 Lu Shi explained: "I brought back a copy of "Manchester Guardian" yesterday, have you read it? What's the headline on the front page?"
 Natsume Soseki has a reading addiction, even if he is not interested in seeing the text, he will glance at it roughly,
 As he recalled, he said: "It seems to be talking about a politician named Churchill, who criticized the government's policy in the Anglo-Boer War and firmly opposed the military expansion plan. Is there any problem?"
 Lu Shi smiled,
 "Since you have come to London, you should understand some politics. Although Churchill is a Conservative Party, his views are incompatible with the Conservative Party, which is why he can be on the front page of the Manchester Guardian."
 Natsume Soseki felt that his brain couldn't turn around, and his eyes were full of bewilderment.
 Lu Shi sighed and said, "Don't you understand? The Manchester Guardian's political leaning is towards the Liberal Party, and Doyle...heh..."
 The words behind speak for themselves.
 Natsume Soseki pondered,
 "I understand what you mean. Because Dr. Doyle tends to be conservative, he probably has a bad relationship with the "Manchester Guardian". However, he is too famous and the editor of the "Manchester Guardian" cannot directly refuse, so we still meet As soon as I see you, I will not pass the draft to you in the end, and I will take it as a job."
 As he said that, he couldn't help showing disgust, and asked a little strangely: "How do you know Doctor Doyle's political leanings?"
 This is a little hard to explain.
 Due to the worldwide condemnation of the British Boer War in South Africa, Doyle wrote a pamphlet entitled "The War in South Africa: Origins and Actions" to defend Britain,
 This book has been translated into many languages ​​and has a great influence.
 This incident certainly reflected Doyle's conservative tendencies, but it hadn't happened in 1900, and Lu Shi couldn't explain it clearly.
 He changed the topic: "On the surface, Doyle supports the younger generation, who is still an overseas student from Toyo, but in fact he didn't do anything. Maybe this is the gentleman's refusal."
 Natsume Soseki sneered,
 "No, it's not like he didn't do anything, at least he disgusted the Manchester Guardian."
 Lu Shi was stunned for a while, then suddenly laughed,
 He slapped him on the shoulder,
 "I didn't expect you to have humor occasionally."
 Natsume Soseki said, "What did you just say...ah, by the way, 'a gentleman's refusal', gentleman? I think it's farting!"
 The last sentence is in Japanese,
 His tone was vicious, as if he wanted to spit out all the resentment accumulated in his chest.
 He is very short in stature, walking on the streets of London, surrounded by tall and straight white people, he will inevitably feel ashamed and full of inferiority complex, coupled with the fact that he has no money in his pocket and lives in poverty, this kind of emotion accumulates.
 Moreover, the more inferior you are, the easier it is to be discriminated against.
 It is no wonder that he said in the preface to "Literary Theory": "The two years living in London were particularly unpleasant two years. Among the British gentlemen, I was like a poodle with wolves. miserable."
 Lu Shi said: "I think your teacher is very nice, a real gentleman."
 Natsume Soseki came back to his senses and said, "It's a pity that people like Mr. Smith are a minority in London. Most of them are gentlemen on the surface, but they are actually dressed like beasts."
 He shook his head to shake off his negative emotions, and asked, "So, do you still have to go back and write those 20,000 to 30,000 words?"
 Lu Shi said, "Write! Why don't you write?!"
 Natsume Soseki said in astonishment: "You still want to write when you know it's impossible to pass the manuscript? Besides, I read that the Manchester Guardian probably doesn't have a page for novels, and other editors can justifiably reject you."
 Lu Shi chuckled,
 "The opportunity is right in front of you, how can there be no reason not to try?"
 Seeing his confident appearance, Natsume Soseki suddenly felt that Doyle's "gentleman behavior" this time might cause him big trouble.
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 When Lu Shi returned to England in 1900, he unintentionally swept the literary world, and at the same time left behind that proverb—— 
 Daying has always been inappropriate in the aspect of inappropriate people. 
 Every time the British people in later generations think of it, they are all very moved, and they sigh with emotion what kind of international spirit it is that can make a Chinese feel so sad for Britain and leave such a prophecy...
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 Tan Yue, a public relations person on earth, travels through parallel time and space. 
 “Tan Yue, let’s get a divorce. I’ve made up my mind, so don’t beg me anymore.” 
 “OK then.” 
 If Tan Yue wanted to live a good life, the first thing he did was to get a divorce.
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 Is money dirty? 
 Not dirty! —Nan Adam Smith Yi 
 The story begins with the educated youth train bound for Baoan in 1977... 
 He is a simple person who only cares about food and vegetables; 
 He is a low-key person, not the number one, not on the list of celebrities; 
 He is a magical person, as if he can always turn decay into magic; 
 He is a tolerant person, whoever offends him, he will gently let it go [Do you believe it or not? ]
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 The zombie virus broke out overnight, the magnetic field of the blue planet was disordered, the global signal disappeared, and the apocalypse was coming. 
 The extremely hot weather with continuous high temperature, the extremely cold weather with sudden rain and snow, frequent earthquakes, floods and tsunamis, and the sudden mutation of plants and animals have caused the human living space to be squeezed rapidly. 
 Fortunately, some people have awakened various superpowers one after another, adding a touch of vitality to their future... 
 In a corner that no one cares about, an ordinary hotel stands in the apocalypse. 
 Rumor has it that there is a hotel that sells unlimited food, and the guest rooms have unlimited electricity and water. Its supplies seem to be endless. 
 Survivors are coming in droves, and Boss Chu made millions of gold in tears. 
 At the same time, Tongling Little Fox is looking for things for Chu Jiangyue: 
 Host host, this is a vicious female supporting role 
 Host host, this is the central air-conditioning male protagonist 
 Host host, this is the plane female protagonist! 
 Chu Jiangyue is bound to a hotel system, but Tongling is a freshly baked naive. 
 Chu Jiangyue could only rely on herself, distributing flyers and announcements. 
 Good news! Jianglin Hotel has a new product! !
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 After the outbreak of the Third World War in 2044, men were gradually extinct due to the outbreak of biological viruses, and in the end only women were left in the world. And I, a male traverser, happened to be the only man 400 years later!
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 Introduction 1:
 A ruthless person who can live his life vividly under any circumstance, with a brick, overturns a system that speaks better than sings.
 Since then, the system that is similar to gods in countless books has been regarded as a story of a hot wheel being trampled on for a lifetime.
 Introduction 2:
 The rebirth of life is like this in the hearts of ordinary people, stirring up the stock market, grasping business opportunities, chatting and laughing with financial giants, and shouldering shoulders with heads of countries.
 But not all rebirths are popular.
 That kind of mortal situation, that kind of suffering, is not something that mortal hearts like us can experience again.
 As a result, the protagonist’s natural cannon fodder system encountered the same unreliable reincarnation laugh and forget the book, but he lived a life that others don’t want to experience again. Not only did he experience a different life course, but also continued his own uniqueness. Three days of life.
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 In the vast universe, the birth and death of a galaxy is just a momentary mottled streamer.
 Looking up at the starry sky, there is always a kind of sadness that the ending is doomed, where will you and me be after thousands of years? The home country, the fire of civilization, the earth, are but a speck of dust in the deep space.
 A moment in the starry sky, a thousand years in the world.
 Insect Ming’s life is only autumn, and you and I are fighting over it.
 What is at the end of deep space?
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 Book Friends Group See the top post in the Book Friends Circle.
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 Ning Sheng was forced by her parents to marry a dying man to bring good luck. In desperation, she married a man she thought was a gigolo in a nightclub. 
 But she found that something was not right—— 
 "Honey, they said I was wearing a limited edition of L." 
 The handsome gigolo husband: "Fake, bought wholesale from the market." 
 "Honey, is this ring on my hand a fake?" 
 The man nodded: "Imitation, not worth mentioning." 
 In fact, it is a unique diamond in the world, worth a lot of money. 
 After a long time, Ning Sheng found out that her man was Lu Chuyao, the richest man on the rich list, and the powerful president of the empire. 
 She complained: "Why didn't you tell me your true identity at the beginning?" 
 Lu Chuyao replied: "I thought you liked good-looking people, not rich people." 
 Everyone:...This dog food? ? ? ! ! !
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 Mysterious recovery, strange coming.
 The prosperous paradise of the past was divided by forbidden areas, and the roaring and frantic strange words were entangled in the dead streets.
 The blood moon volleyed into the sky, and the huge figure floated in the darkness. The shadow of the evil god shrouded the world that was about to collapse…
 Su Heng, who was terminally ill, fell into a dream and became a myth template editor.
 There are golden long snakes that are enough to surround the world, master the power of elements, monsters with nine huge fox tails like clouds, cataclysmic dragons whose body temperature exceeds the sun, and dark star titans as huge as planets that are gathered together by gravity.
 The long snake around the ground, the world tree at dusk, the cataclysm, the black emperor… When a mythical-level template was born from Su Heng’s hands, even the Heretic God could only tremble.
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 Dreams that are more real than Qingming dreams are my dream world.
 I am too weak and want to be strong? Dreaming!
 When the knowledge in the dream can be brought to the real world, what changes will it bring?
 This book tells the story of the poor protagonist since childhood, relying on the ability of dreams to counterattack the entire world.
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 On this day, the police center received a call: 
 "If I take home the latest version of the photolithography machine manufacturing instructions from Windmill Country, is it a crime?" 
 The operator thought it was a prank and ignored it. 
 But the next day, the National Academy of Science and Technology received a mysterious email. The content of the email was the detailed manufacturing instructions for the new version of Windmill China's lithography machine. 
 All the academicians were stunned. 
 A few days later, the police center received another call: 
 "If I accidentally bring home the cultural relics from the Kotaka-chan Country Museum, I won't be regarded as an cultural relic dealer, right?" 
 The operator thought he was playing a prank, but this time, he replied: 
 "If you really take the cultural relics home, then you will be my god!" 
 As a result, the next day, Kotaka-chan Country announced that the museum was stolen last night and precious cultural relics were stolen. 
 Half a month later, the police center received another mysterious call: 
 "Ahem, if I accidentally get the nuclear weapons manufacturing book and two warheads from an ugly country, will I be regarded as an arms dealer?" 
 This time, the operator did not answer directly, but solemnly said after receiving approval: 
 "Do I need to send an aircraft carrier to escort you back home? My respected God!"
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 The wasteland of the apocalypse, the Star Territory has fallen. 
 Behemoths are ravaging the land, and humans are evolving fiercely. 
 Su Qi awakened the DNF Apocalypse Path and became the only true god who carries the Holy Light. 
 When everyone is not optimistic about the auxiliary extraordinary person. 
 Su Qimo materialized the shadow of the cross in the sky from the mysterious way. 
 "Slow healing." 
 "The gift of courage." 
 "Gift of protection." 
 "Pure White Blade." 
 "Guardian of Holy Light." 
 BUFF fully activated, praise life! 
 The huge shadow of the cross rose to the endless sky, and the sacred light instantly covered the world! 
 One after another, ancient behemoths, abyss demons, and ancient gods of the starry sky descended with the power of annihilation. They saw countless humans with red eyes and various BUFF lights all over their bodies, looking eagerly waiting... 
 fell into silence.
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 Liu Han has a special ability, any girl who touches his skin will immediately reach full favorability. As a result, this so-called “PUBG Mobile”, the most provocative anchor in history, started his own journey of collecting stars and becoming an internet celebrity.
 In the game, this nickname is not saved, sees money, does not give red envelopes and does not divide medical packages. The founder of Fomen Marksmanship, the 98K madman who holds the originator of thunder has become a wonderful flower in the live broadcast industry.
 Brothers in your jungle studio! The 4 people on the opposite side hid in the toilet, now all stand up! Follow me with the grenade, I don’t have any tactics, I just do it blindly. If we win, we will take care of the tender model. If we lose, we will go to sea to work!
 After PDD saw that he was inexplicably headshot, he didn’t even find anyone. He exclaimed: Wow, brother, this game experience is really bad.
 As soon as he landed on the ground, he saw a black man with an explosive head turned towards him, and he suddenly felt the deep malice in this world.
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