British writer

At noon the next day, Cooper and Scott came to Brear Road on time,

They also brought formal clothes to Lu Shi.

Because of the lack of time, I couldn't find a tailor to order. I used ready-made clothes, which were more or less inappropriate, especially on the shoulders, so I had to pad some fabrics inside.

Lu Shi also put on a bowler hat to cover his forehead, which was as smooth as a marinated egg.

But generally speaking, suits are much more spiritual than coats.

The three of them got into the carriage together.

Scott said apologetically, "Mr. Lu, although it is called a salon today, the location is arranged at the headquarters of The Times. So, you must pay attention, those reporters and editors are masters who eat people and don't spit out their bones." .”

The word salon comes from the Italian word "Salotto", which is a transliteration of the French word "Le Salon". It originally refers to the luxurious parlor in the residence of the upper-class figures in France.

The living room is a private territory, and it is precisely because of this privacy that like-minded people can gather together and talk freely while sipping drinks and enjoying elegant music.

Today's salon is arranged at the "Times" headquarters, which shows that those conservatives have no good intentions.

Soon, the carriage reached Fleet Street and stopped at the gate of the headquarters of The Times,

A clerk led them into the editor-in-chief's office.

Because the original publisher and editor-in-chief of The Times were the same person——John Walter, the editor-in-chief's office was equal to the general manager's office, so the area was ridiculously large, and it had multiple functions such as office, meeting guests, living and resting, etc. Extremely luxurious,

The two windows on the east side of the room are even floor-to-ceiling windows, ensuring that every corner is covered by bright sunlight.

The house is already full of people,

The editors and reporters of the major newspapers on Fleet Street will not mention it, as well as the old acquaintance Arthur Conan Doyle,

At this time, he was chatting in a low voice with Buckle, the editor-in-chief of The Times.

Lu Shi's appearance attracted everyone's attention.

They whispered,

"Why are there Asians?"

"Look, he came with Cooper and Scott's conjoined twins. Could it be Lu?"

"Impossible! How is it possible!?"

"Fuck! They won't treat us like monkeys, will they?"

...

The discussion is getting louder.

Cooper touched his nose in embarrassment, and said in a low voice: "Because Scott and I are both called Charles, and the Scotsman and the Manchester Guardian have similar political leanings, so some old stubborn people will call us conjoined twins." .”

He was no longer shy about talking to Lu Shi, and he said words like "political leaning" as he wanted.

Lu Shi asked: "It's my first time participating in this kind of occasion, what should I do?"

Cooper nodded in the direction of the editor-in-chief's desk,

"Wait for the host to host."

After speaking, he and Scott sat down next to them when they landed.

Not long after, Buckle stood up, cleared his throat, motioned for everyone to be quiet, and then said, "I have invited two friends today. To be precise, it is an old friend and a new friend."

He pointed to Doyle beside him,

"I think this old friend doesn't need my introduction? All colleagues should be very eager to publish his works in their own newspapers and magazines."

In an instant, there was warm applause in the room,

There was even cheering.

With a smile on his face, Doyle waved to everyone, and said calmly: "My new work "The Hound of Baskervilles" will start serialization next Wednesday. I hope you will be merciful, less criticism and more encouragement."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

All the people present tried their best to move forward,

"Doyle, is "The Hound of the Baskervilles" a new Sherlock Holmes series?"

"The rumors are true? You have decided to resurrect Holmes?"

"Please be sure to accept our interview."

...

Doyle was drowned out by the sound.

Buckle coughed, turned his attention back to himself, and said, "Next I'm going to introduce someone new."

With that said, he walked to the sofa where Lu Shi was sitting, and supported the back of the sofa with both hands.

Everyone's eyes were naturally attracted.

Buckle said: "This one is the author of "None Survived", Lu, whose real name is Lu Shi."

The atmosphere is completely different from when Doyle was introduced,

The house was quiet.

Lu Shi waved his hand with a smile and said, "Thank you everyone."

Cooper and Scott on the side almost couldn't hold back their laughter. They said that Lu Shi really had a big heart. He didn't even applaud at the scene, and he didn't even say hello. In this case, he could still say "Thank you everyone ", isn't it a naked reminder?

Sure enough, someone responded,

Papa——

There was sparse applause.

Buckle chuckled,

"I didn't expect Lu to be a Chinese student studying abroad. But it seems reasonable. The pseudonym has a Chinese charm."

Doyle also spoke up: "Mr. Buckle cannot be blamed for this incident. The writing of "And There Were None" is vivid and sophisticated, and it doesn't look like a work by a non-English-speaking country."

When he looked at Lu,

"I don't know which master Mr. Lu learned from?"

How could Lu Shi fail to understand what the other party meant,

It's a pity that the wishful thinking of Doyle and Buckle is bound to come to nothing.

He had already prepared the answer to this question, and said: "I like Mr. Oscar Wilde's works very much, especially the "Portrait of Dorian Gray". It’s endlessly memorable.”

Listening to Lu Shi talking about Wilde, Doyle was quite speechless,

When they met for the first time, he bragged to Lu Shi about the experience of being invited to a dinner with Wilde, saying that the meal gave birth to two masterpieces, "The Sign of Four" and "The Portrait of Dorian Gray\

,"Therefore, it is definitely impossible for him to entangle with Lu Shi on this issue now, because he can easily be "attacked with the spear of the son and attacked with the shield of the son" because he can't say a word well.

On the other side, Buckle was also speechless,

Wilde is one of the greatest British writers and artists. His plays, poems, fairy tales and novels are all wonderful.

But the problem is...

Wilde is so masculine!

(The term "homosexuality" had not yet been coined.)

All the conservatives present were counted as one, and it was impossible for them to evaluate Wilde positively.

In fact, it was not until the end of the 20th century, after nearly a century of reputation, that Britain finally agreed to erect a statue of Oscar Wilde, which was unveiled on November 30, 1998, on Adelaide Street near Trafalgar Square in London.

It is impossible for Buckle to say: "Mr. Lu, the idol you chose is not very good, why don't you change it? Look, how about Shakespeare?"

After all, he came from studying abroad in Japan, yearning for English literature,

I really can't say that! Hey!

As for those left-wing newspapers, they were supposed to wear the same underpants with The Scotsman and The Manchester Guardian, and it is even more impossible to come out to disrupt them.

The house was eerily quiet.

Lu Shi looked around, seeing the expressions of these foreigners holding back their laughter or constipated, he couldn't help but feel emotional.

Think about the obsessive political correctness of modern Europe and the United States, and then look at how the British kept secret about Oscar Wilde in the early 20th century.

It can only be said that the world is changing too fast.

The corner of Lu Shi's mouth curled into an arc,

"What's the matter, everyone? Mr. Wilde is a genius, and I was influenced by him to decide to study in London, but why do you...why don't you even admit the great writers of your own country?"

As he spoke, he sighed,

"Have the British lost their self-confidence?"

I don't know why, but it feels inexplicably cool to say this sentence.