Seeing a book he had sent, being held seriously by a beautiful lady with a bookmark in it, and reading it carefully, Wang Jie felt secretly proud and said, "It's nothing, I'm still writing a new book."

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Natalie suddenly said: "I suddenly remembered, what is your relationship with that Olympic fencing girl? I really want to see you and her appear on TV together?"

Wang Jie was a little embarrassed, scratched his head and said: "We are from the same agency and the same school, so we are naturally familiar with each other. Later we asked each other for advice. She learned kung fu and I learned some swordsmanship, and we became familiar with each other.

Already."

In front of a beautiful woman, especially one you have seen half-naked, it is still very stressful to admit that another beautiful woman is your girlfriend. However, maybe it is because you think of Angel's peaceful smile or her body wielding a bayonet.

Zi, still a mysterious angel, he still smiled happily and said: "Yes, we are dating."

At this time, they had just walked to a secluded corner, and Natalie suddenly said excitedly: "That's great, you can introduce us to each other."

"Oh, okay," Wang Jie was a little surprised. Judging from Natalie's reaction, she was really happy to have a channel to get to know Angel. He suddenly remembered a couple from San Francisco who once came to Los Angeles for dinner.

San Francisco is also an area where Chinese Americans gather. The most famous people there are besides the bridge. Chinese Americans are, ahem, gay, and they are lesbians who are open and above board so that outsiders don’t know about it.

This Natalie doesn't want to...

After driving away the messy things in his mind, Wang Jie said soothingly: "Well, Natalie, what do you want to do with Angel?"

"I like to talk to outstanding people from all walks of life and gain experience from their lives. You don't know, I have watched Angel's news many times. She has proved that girls can achieve heights that boys cannot achieve. No.

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If this is said in other people's mouths, it will inevitably give people the feeling of being swayed and clinging to others, but when Natalie says it, it makes people feel that it is natural, and it is indeed the same, and she should be successful like this.

The feeling of socializing together.

"No problem, I think Angel will also be very happy. She also made new friends in New York. She is auditioning for roles. Maybe one day, she will have the opportunity to act with you." Wang Jie said.

"You just said that you and Angel learned swordsmanship and martial arts from each other. How do you feel about it? Why do you look more like an artist than a martial artist every time I see you?" Natalie asked.

Wang Jie was a little embarrassed. He really hadn't put all his enthusiasm into kung fu, but he immediately had an excuse: "Natalie, can I say this is some kind of racial discrimination or professional discrimination? Why do martial artists

What if you can't read a lot of books? You see, Bruce Lee is just a top student in the philosophy department, bewater (Bruce Lee's famous saying)."

"Yes, the previous ones are all impressions instilled by the media for a long time," Natalie smiled and said, "This is an inherent impression. I hope you can change this impression. Also, the sequel to your novel

How is the idea going? As far as I know, some Japanese game fans in our class are very interested in buying the book "The Walking Dead" after playing "Resident Evil"."

So, does it count as borrowing the light of the Japanese? Wang Jie felt no guilt, but he had such a strange feeling. He said: "I recently read a book about Tsar Nicholas II, so

I was more interested in this, so I wrote a story about his princess and her descendants."

"Oh, tell me?"

Wang Jie briefly described the plot of "The Magician at the End of the Century" in the outline and said: "Actually, I discovered that Angel was very interested in the story of the Tsar, so I made up such a story casually. She hoped that the little princess

To be able to escape death and run to a safe place to spend the rest of my life."

Natalie murmured: "It's so romantic. This story sounds more interesting than The Walking Dead."

Wang Jie said: "Well, in terms of structure, it is more reasonable than The Walking Dead. Of course, the stories in it include treasures, royal families, princesses, love, etc., and of course, there is also the killing that boys like most.

The plot, certainly sounds welcome."

Natalie said: "Yes, these elements are all very popular, but they don't have deep connotations. But for girls, this kind of plot is very attractive."

What kind of connotation does the original plot of the cartoon theatrical version have? "I dare say that if this book can be published, the girls who read it, as long as they have Eastern European ancestry, or something like that, will definitely go home and ask if they are the Tsar."

descendants."

Natalie suddenly said seriously: "Well, there are some things I didn't tell you. In fact, my mother has Russian ancestry."

"Um, aren't they Jewish?" Wang Jie asked, somewhat confused.

Natalie explained: "To be correct, my mother is of Austrian and Russian Jewish descent, and my father is a Jew who immigrated to Israel from Poland and Romania."

"Then you are very suitable to compete with Angel. If this novel is adapted to the screen, the heroine and the role of the princess, if you want." I have been in the United States for a few years, and I am very concerned about the various weird mixed-race configurations of my classmates.

, Wang Jie has long been used to it.

Natalie said: "Okay, I'll think about it, haha, by the way, aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will be jealous?"

Wang Jie said: "You will know it once you get to know her. She won't care." How could people say that she is the reincarnation of an angel? How could it be possible? Wang Jie thought very generously.

In fact, as long as you are a woman, whether you are a woman or a female angel, you are born with various talents automatically. This cannot be changed by status. Wang Jie will be too late when he thinks about it after he has suffered a loss.

This is something for later.

"Are you so confident that it can be published and popular? But judging from the popularity of "The Walking Dead", this book will not be bad, but if it is made into a movie, your fantasy must be mainly action and suspense."

"Of course," Wang Jie said, "This is the only way to be considered mainstream now."

"It just felt like it lacked depth."

Wang Jie thought for a while and said, "There's nothing we can do about it. People love to look at it." He pointed in the direction of the sculpture and said, "Real art actually gives people an introduction, and then allows the viewer to understand themselves."

Association, emotional judgment, how to interpret it correctly. You write an article now, and 100 years later, someone else will help you find a way to interpret it that you don't have yourself. This is art."

Suddenly I thought of an old joke, so I said: "You know, the most suitable place for the sculpture of the Thinker should be a public bathroom." Thinking that people here in the United States pay great attention to personal privacy and rarely get wet in the rain together, he said

, "In the bathroom, hang a sign next to it: Why hasn't the water come yet?"

"Pfft," Natalie was amused, obviously having never heard of the joke, "I can't say you are wrong."

Wang Jie continued: "For example, let's take a Chinese novel that I read a few days ago." He has actually read a lot of novels and watched a lot of movies recently, and he roughly told the plot of "Flying Fox in the Snow Mountain"

, and then said: "You see, this author is very cunning. No matter how he arranges the ending, he will offend some readers and lose some income. He doesn't know what to do, so he changes the ending to an open-ended one and lets you guess by yourself.

Well, everyone will be satisfied."

"Everyone is satisfied, aren't they?" Natalie said with a smile. She put "The Walking Dead" back into her handbag and a small notebook fell out.

It's best not to touch things that fall out of a girl's private bag. This is a fact that Wang Jie has known for a long time. Who knew there would be private and weird things in it, but Natalie suddenly picked up the small

He handed the notebook to Wang Jie and said, "Look at this. This is an explanation booklet lent to me by a senior classmate. It contains descriptions of European sculptures and paintings. They are all from people who have been working as instructors in museums for many years.

It’s a very classic evaluation passed down.”

"I see, there are really many people and many roads, but it is not easy to carry such a long section."

Wang Jie took it and started flipping through it. This was the first time he saw Natalie's handwriting. It had to be said that it was better than his own handwriting. He saw the previous explanation manuscript of "The Gates of Hell"...

Eve?eve?

Suddenly his mind moved, and he remembered something. He seemed to have no clue, and showed a very troubled expression. Natalie saw it and asked: "What's wrong? Is it difficult to understand?"

"No," Wang Jie replied, "I really wanted to think of something important, but suddenly I couldn't remember it."

"Inspiration!?" Natalie said: "Many screenwriters and novelists carry notebooks with them to record the inspiration that comes to them at any time."

Yes, I also carry a notebook, but the things in it are not records of inspiration.

He took out a small notebook from his pocket. What he recorded in it were the topography of the museum, dates, etc. The last page was...

It is the sketch of Fuxi and Nuwa's mating scene. Wang Jie's ball-pen drawing ability is barely passable. At this time, it looks quite accurate, but of course it is not beautiful.

He suddenly shouted "Ah" and said: "Nuwa, Eve."

Their pronunciation is actually the same.

"The Bible was written by Jews, right?" Wang Jie looked at the Jewish girl in front of him, suddenly his heart was surging, and he asked.

"Yes," Natalie replied, "when did you become interested in religion."

Wang Jie touched his hair. He felt that he must have thought of something in his mind, but it was fleeting. He stretched out his hand and said to Natalie: "Come with me."

"Okay, wait a minute, I have to explain the mission later, where to go."

Wang Jie felt that his heartbeat was very fast and every breath he took was heavy. He walked back to the picture of Fuxi and Nuwa's mating, and looked at it for a long time. After a while, he felt very tired, so he sat directly on the ground.

He didn't say a word, just stared, lost in thought, without being disturbed by the outside world at all.

It was close to noon at this time, and there were not many people. Moreover, there were no "mainstream" art works familiar to the West, so only Wang Jie and Natalie were looking at this picture, which was placed in a bulletproof glass cover.

If he took it out secretly, it would inevitably alert the entire security system, but Wang Jie had no other ideas and just watched.

In the "Gem", you can see the "New Century Acupuncture Encyclopedia" published in 2050, you can see various future movies and TV series, you can get various future technological equipment, various weapons of gods and ghosts, you can summon

Characters in various plots serve as teachers. It issues tasks to itself and regularly summons people to snatch its "gems". (After the age of 18) What kind of existence is it?

What is the purpose?

The most important thing is, why will "Fuxi and Nuwa's Coitus Picture" become the key to the next so-called mission?

Fuxi?fuxi?Father!

Nuwa?eve?Eve?

Wang Jie read these things repeatedly in Chinese and English. Suddenly he laughed and tears flowed out of his eyes, but he was not crying, but he was very happy, very excited, but very calmly said to Natalie: "You

You know, I just made a huge discovery."

"What do you mean?" Natalie blinked. She had just passed the sign and knew that "Fuxi and Nuwa Coitus" was a painting from China. It seemed to have religious significance. She knew that Wang Jie must have been thinking of something.

It was a very important thing, so I asked.

Wang Jie picked up the pen, found paper from his pocket, and began to write and draw.

His painting skills were only qualified, but at least he could still look at it. He tore off the finished painting, showed it to Natalie, and said, "You know what this is, you're a top student in New York, biology should be fine."
To be continued...