But he himself is a very happy person in life, a little old man who smiles all day long.

But I have to say that in the field of literature, among the group of people who write books, he is indeed the one standing on the top of the mountain.

How awesome is it?

He was so awesome that many people thought he was dead and gone.

It's strange that when someone mentions a great writer in many people's minds, you will have a thought in your mind: "So he is still alive?"

You would mistake him for someone from the beginning of the last century.

However, as some of his interview videos have gradually become popular, many people have regarded Huo Yuan as a comedian who was delayed by literature.

Typical - people and works are different in their own way.

Everyone mentioned his works: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...

When I think of him, I can only think of some of his down-to-earth famous quotes in interviews.

"Was your childhood a happy one?"

He touched his nose and couldn't hold back his smile: "My childhood was just... I didn't have to go to school, so I must have been happy."

When I was a child, I pretended to be sick and had my appendix removed by my father, who was a doctor.

It is worth mentioning that his father, mother and brother also had their appendixes removed.

——The family can’t put together an appendix!

Many people say that his writing style is concise, but he said frankly: "Because I don't know much about literacy."

The ultimate goal of writing a book is to lie flat.

I started on the path of literature because I didn’t want to be a doctor, I wanted to sleep in and not go to work, blah blah blah.

When I first wrote the book, I was very ambitious and submitted my manuscript to the most powerful magazines and newspapers first.

After I returned it, I smiled and said that I had a good mental capacity. After feeling sad for a while, I sent it to a lower-level magazine.

Zhong Lin had read Huo Yuan's books when she was a student, but she never expected that one day she would become his daughter-in-law.

When she visited for the first time, she was still full of awe.

After going out, she thought to herself: "What a selfish little old man. He gave all his sorrow to the readers and kept his happiness to himself."

She even suspected that when he was writing the book, he was smiling and abusing this and that: "Hey, are you still crying?"

It can be said that he is the Blue Star version of Teacher Yu Hua.

At this time, the couple shouted loudly in the family group, and Huo Yuan, who was proficient in smartphones, immediately came out and started talking.

"Dad, we have a poem here that we would like you to appreciate," Huo Lianzhou said.

"Send it, I paid the royalties last week, I won't charge you this time."

Huo Lianzhou's heart: "......."

"Dad, you need to sign before you read it," Zhong Lin said.

Huo Yuan signed immediately without even looking at what he signed.

"You signed it so quickly?" Huo Lianzhou said, "You didn't even read it, did you?"

"I am only your son, so there is no need to cheat on the inheritance, right?" Huo Yuan said.

Huo Lianzhou said again: "..."

When Zhong Lin saw that her father-in-law had also signed it, she immediately sent the "Farewell" to him.

After sending it, they started a voice call directly.

Because the tone cannot be seen in words, and sometimes, the tone of a person's speech can often reflect something.

During the voice call in the group chat, Huo Yuan read the words directly.

When he read "Half acquaintances are scattered", he couldn't help but let out a "Tsk——!"

“Tsk” was followed by “hiss——”.

After reading the entire lyrics, he did not comment, but directly asked: "Who wrote it?"

The scheming Huo Lianzhou knew that his father was the most strict with what he wrote, so he deliberately asked: "Is there any possibility that it was written by me?"

"Impossible, it can't be written in our family's genes." Huo Yuan said.

Huo Lianzhou said for the third time: "......."

At the same time, he couldn't help but ask: "Is this word so good?"

"Huh? You feel bad?" It was Huo Yuan's turn to be confused.

He began to wonder if there was something wrong with his education of his only son.

When Huo Lianzhou explained his reasons, Huo Yuan said: "Don't embarrass me outside in the future. An elephant is invisible, and I don't even understand the sound of a loud voice."

"I feel that I still have a long way to go to educate you."

Zhong Lin was laughing in the office!

Huo Yuan began to analyze "Farewell".

"Look, let's break this poem apart first."

"In front of it are written pavilion, road, grass, sky and wind."

"There are willows, flutes, sunsets, mountains, and distant mountains behind..."

"Do you understand?" Huo Yuan said.

"Yes, it's a very common image, everyone is using it." Huo Lianzhou was still obsessed with it.

Huo Yuan was silent for a while to show that I was speechless, and then he said: "The name is "Farewell", this part is written as "Farewell", and the farther you go, the farther you go."

"Look, the ancient pavilion road has fragrant grass stretching to the sky, the evening breeze carries the flute, the sun sets in the distance, and there are mountains beyond the mountains."

"I'll send you away until I can't see you."

"And if you look at the back, it says [Don't]."

"It's far but close here."

"He writes about the ends of the sky, the corners of the earth, and drinking wine to dream..."

"Dreams are farther than the end of the world." He sighed.

"This is textbook level."

"From the perspective of spatial logic and from all aspects, the fewest words are used to create the most tricks."

"The rehearsal combination of these images is irreplaceable."

"These are extremely rigorous."

"But under this structure, its artistic conception and its emotions are all in place!"

"What does it mean to return to nature?"

"This is called returning to nature!"

"There was no word of farewell or farewell, but the meaning of farewell was full."

"Look at the following content, like [Ask you when you are going to come here, don't linger when you come]. There is sadness, open-mindedness, expectations, and blessings. It uses a minimalist model to express all the emotions.

All expressed.”

"Just this word, you can't change it, you know?"

"It can't be modified!" Huo Yuan said.

There is nothing that can be changed, which is a very high compliment.

You know, this is a century-old masterpiece on earth. Over the years, some people have thought about changing it, and some have tried to continue writing it, or follow the format, change the expression, etc.

But what's the result?

The one that has been handed down to this day is "Farewell" by Master Hongyi Li Shutong.

It can be said that it is a household name and most people can sing it.

Huo Yuan said so much, but he still felt that he could not express all the emotions and praise in his heart.

Of course, Huo Yuan is praised by many people as a writer with minimalist writing style. For this reason, it is actually quite appropriate for him to appreciate "Farewell".

Therefore, at this moment, he also used the simplest words and the most extreme permutations and combinations to express his ultimate praise as a modern person:

"Damn, the writing is so awesome, damn!"

Huo Lianzhou: "."

Zhong Lin: "."

They could even feel that Huo Yuan was extremely envious of someone who could write such words.

After spitting out the fragrance, Huo Yuan remembered something very important.
Chapter completed!