Chapter 63 Jimmy (Please read, collect and recommend!!!)
A new week has begun, keep working hard!
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He was pale and thin, with an unshaven beard.

At first glance, they look like refugees from the Middle East.

Liu Jin hadn't shown up for four days, which scared the students in the Chinese International Class.

Can't get through on the phone either.

It was only after asking Julie that I found out about Liu Jin's new home.

But looking at his current appearance, although everyone was surprised by his house, they were more curious about what he had written.

Liu Jin showed them the manuscript.

But it was all in French, and even Yang Dongqi found it a little difficult to grasp.

"Duan Jie is treating us to dinner tonight. I wanted to invite you over, but looking at you like this, I don't think that's possible."

"Almost. I want to go to bed now."

Everyone understood.

"By the way, have you read the newspapers these past two days?"

"I haven't been out for the past two days."

"I saw in the newspaper that many people are criticizing you."

"what?"

"The gist of it is that your book's purpose isn't very high-minded. Some writers also say you're just lucky and took advantage of Alice, so you can't really be considered a bestseller. They also say your next book will definitely reveal its true identity."

"If you can't eat the grapes, you say they are sour. Don't pay attention to them."

"But if you don't come out and explain, it will probably affect your sales."

"Don't worry, it's okay... If sales are affected, the publisher will contact me."

Liu Sisi said quietly, "Is it possible that your phone is out of battery, so the publishing house can't contact you?"

"what?"

Liu Jin quickly got up and rushed into the bedroom.

My phone is really out of battery!

He quickly changed the battery and as soon as he turned on the phone, he received countless messages.

There were missed calls, texts from Alice, Ottilie, Mela, Chloë...

It seems like S3 broke out during the few days he disappeared.

"Brother Jin, we're leaving. If you need anything, call us. Don't disappear again."

Seeing that Liu Jin was fine, everyone felt relieved.

Seeing his depressed spirit, I decided not to bother him anymore and left.

[Liu Jin, why can't I get through to you on the phone?]

[Liu Jin, why are you missing? Did something happen?]

[Six Jin, on the 23rd, Sister Marlene and I will be in Toulouse for a promotion.]

[Liu Jin, if you don’t reply, I’ll be angry! ]

It’s a text message from Alice.

Amos, why did you disappear? Are you in seclusion again? Mela can't get through to you, and I'm not in Toulouse right now. Please contact her.

It's Ottilie, look at the date, it's this morning.

[Liu, don't worry, I will find someone to fight back.]

[Liu, why can't I get through to you on the phone? ]

Liu, those comments are nothing. They're all from low-level authors. They're just jealous of you... Amélie's sales are booming this week, selling around 1,000 to 2,000 copies a day. We're going to keep our top spot.

[Liu, are you okay?]

This is Mela's text message, the last one, sent two hours ago.

Liu Jin thought about it and called Mela first without even reading Chloe's text message.

"Bless you, God, you're still alive."

"Of course I am alive."

"what's wrong with you?"

"On Tuesday, I was working on the outline for my new book and forgot to turn on the heater, so I got sick with a fever. While I was sick, I had a dream that gave me a new inspiration. So when I woke up, I got busy writing the new book... I finally finished it and realized my phone was dead."

"You've written a new book?"

On the phone, Meera's voice suddenly rose.

"God, you damn thing... You must have been kissed on the head by the goddess Laetia."

"Who is Raetia?"

"Reitia, a deity from northeastern Italy, is a god of writing."

"Isn't it Hermes?"

"That's Greek mythology."

Meila calmed down and said, “Okay, then I won’t rush back to Toulouse…Damn Peschel, she’s unwilling to help.

I guess Quetzalcoatl is out of the question, I have to look for someone else."

It seems that Mela's trip to Paris did not go well.

"Meira, don't hang up yet. Let me ask you something. Do you know Sylvie?"

"Sylvie?"

"Yes, Sylvie Delphine." Liu Jin paused and said softly, "Her previous name was Nugelaid."

"Sylvie Nougailed?"

"Correct!"

"Of course I know!" Mela laughed. "She's a powerful woman in the media industry, known as the 'Godmother.' She single-handedly discovered many writers and columnists. She was a very prestigious figure in the 1980s and 1990s."

"She gave me a number. It's the editor-in-chief of Liberation Daily. His name is Rang... Rang, what's that?"

"Jean-Elliott Leonbert?"

"Yes, that's the name."

"Wait a minute, wait a minute. You just said that Sylvie gave you Elliot's number?" Mela paused and blurted out, "How do you know Sylvie?"

"I told you, our school still has some great people."

"All right!"

"Sylvie looked down on Quetzalcoatl. She said it wasn't worthy of The Old Man and the Sea and asked me to contact Liberation..."

"Give me your phone number and I'll contact you."

"what?"

"Elliot will definitely give Sylvie face, but he's a pure businessman. I don't think you can handle him."

"Well, okay, I'll talk to Sylvie on Monday."

"Are you better now?"

"I'm fine now. After a day's rest, I feel full of energy."

"Well, take care of yourself and contact me if you have any questions."

After hanging up the phone with Mela, Liu Jin replied to Ottilie and Chloe's text messages respectively.

Chloë has also been away from Toulouse recently, helping her mother provide legal support in the acquisition of a Spanish shipyard.

She contacted Liu Jin only after receiving a call from Mela.

Finally, Liu Jin sent another text message to Alijie.

He told Alice that he was sick and his phone was out of battery, so he didn't reply to the message.

He would await her arrival in Toulouse.

Alice did not respond.

Looking at the time, I estimate that at this point in time, she is either attending an event or attending an event.

After sending the text message, Liu Jin threw his phone on the coffee table and collapsed on the sofa like Ge You...

It’s finally quiet!
He closed his eyes.

……

The next day is Sunday.

Liu Jin got up very early.

I went downstairs to have breakfast first, then looked at the time and rode my motorcycle straight to Carrefour.

After a big purchase, we returned home with a full load.

Looking at the fully filled refrigerator, I feel an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

At noon, I made lunch at home.

Stir-fried tomatoes with white rice.

His stomach has been suffering these days.

Although the meal was homely, it was exceptionally satisfying.

In the afternoon, he rode his bike to school.

The business school was empty on Sunday.

At the school gate, a few French girls and a little black boy were chatting.

Liu Jin parked the car and walked inside. Two of the girls waved and greeted him.

Liu Jin knew one of them, Claire, a second-year BAC+3 student.

Maasai!
I am also a fan of Liu Jin's books.

"Liu, I heard you were sick?"

Liu Jin was startled, then smiled and said, "I caught a cold a few days ago, but I'm fine now. Thank you... How did you know I was sick?"

"Hehe, Lydia wanted to cause trouble for you, but Julie pushed her back."

Damn fat black guy, so fucking annoying.

Liu Jin became increasingly dissatisfied with Lydia.

"Hey, my name is Jimmy, and I'm from the Lighthouse Country. I've heard of you, the great writer at the school."

Little Black Egg came forward and greeted him with a smile.

Well, Liu Jin really has an impression of this Jimmy.

International students from the Lighthouse Country are very popular among the girls in the school.

You see, France also pro-black, and also pro-American!
But Jimmy is a nice guy, very loyal.

I didn't have much interaction with Liu Jin in my previous life, but from the information I got from Liu Jin, he was not a bad person.

He looks... a lot like the black supporting character in a Hollywood movie. (Picture)

He acted very familiar and started with the black etiquette.

Fortunately, Liu Jin knew some black people in his previous life, so he was familiar with this set of gestures and greeted him smoothly.

Jimmy was a little surprised. After all, not everyone could keep up with his black etiquette.

"I've read your books... Amélie is average, but 'Florian's Daydream' is brilliant. There are indeed such people among black people. Once they have money and power, they forget where they come from."

Yo!
I didn’t expect that any black person would like “Florian’s Daydream”?
In that novel, Liu Jin really tried his best to mock Florian.

But then again, it's not surprising.

After all, this world has Florian and Allen Iverson.

The conflict among black people is actually quite serious.

Just like in the NBA, black players from middle-class backgrounds often cannot get along with black players from lower-class backgrounds.

The most famous ones are Lao Da and Junzi Lei.

Especially Gentleman Lei...

Forget it, let’s not talk about him. After all, this is not a basketball novel.

……

(End of this chapter)

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