I'm not a literary giant

Chapter 20 Human Comedy (Seeking follow-up reading)

"Let's start with Balzac."

When Wang Zixu heard the name, he smiled slightly.

Lin Feng's reading volume is probably around realism and romanticism, and Balzac is a leader in this area. He guessed that Lin Feng would definitely mention this person early.

"Balzac collected almost all of his works in The Human Comedy. If I only answer The Human Comedy, it would seem a bit flattering, so I will list a few of his novels:

"Novels: The Donkey Skin, The Chouans, Eugénie Grandet, Le Père Goriot, and Illusions Lost; novellas: Sarrasine, The Executioner, and Colonel Chabert..."

"Enough, enough, enough..."

Lin Feng interrupted him and said to Guo Ranran who was busy checking Baidu: "Xiao Guo, there's no need to check. What he said is all right."

Then he raised his glass and drank it all.

Others at the table said, "Boss Lin has already had a drink, so let's have one too!"

When the leader heard this, he quickly said to other colleagues in the unit: "Then we will also have a drink together. Xiao Guo doesn't have to drink. Xiao Guo wants to check Baidu."

After everyone finished drinking, Lin Feng said, "Then let me tell you about another French writer, Jules Verne. Do you know him?"

"Captain Grant and His Children, Twenty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, Mysterious Island, Around the World in 80 Days," Wang Zixu said without pause, "He is a science fiction writer and also a popular writer. I liked his works when I was a child."

Lin Feng drank a glass of wine without saying anything, and then asked without stopping:

"Then let's talk about another one, Romain Rolland, can you answer it?"

The leader next to him smiled and said to the people around him: "Mr. Lin is really knowledgeable. I have never heard of the writer he mentioned."

Wang Zixu closed his eyes and murmured, "Romain Rolland, winner of the 1915 Nobel Prize in Literature..."

Lin Feng laughed and said, "Why? Are you not familiar with this writer?"

Wang Zixu shook his head. How could he not be familiar with it? Once he entered the field of Nobel Prize-winning writers, it was more familiar to him than returning home.

"Romain Rolland has two main works, one is the collection of three biographies, The Lives of the Great Men, and the other is the novel, Jean-Christophe."

When Lin Feng heard his answer, he had already grasped the wine glass. Guo Ranran flipped through the Baidu page and found that Wang Zixu had answered correctly. She bit her lip and said nothing.

Before drinking, Lin Feng asked, "Can you tell me which three biographies are in the Celebrity Biography?"

Wang Zixu said: "The Biography of Beethoven, The Biography of Michelangelo, The Biography of Tolstoy."

Lin Feng raised his glass and drank it all.

After drinking, he said, "Let's talk about another French writer! Alexandre Dumas!"

Wang Zixu said, "Why not talk about Alexandre Dumas and Alexandre Dumas together. Alexandre Dumas's works include The Count of Monte Cristo and The Three Musketeers, while Alexandre Dumas's works include The Lady of the Camellias and The Illegitimate Son."

Lin Feng said: "Should I drink two cups?"

Wang Zixu shook his head and said, "Just drink one glass. I was the one who mentioned Dumas fils."

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "No, I was going to ask Alexandre Dumas. I'll have two drinks."

After two glasses of wine, his face was slightly red. He said, "Then I'll ask you a less popular question, Stendhal." Wang Zixu smiled and said, "Mr. Lin has a strong foundation. The writers he mentioned are all French writers."

Lin Feng blinked: "You are too modest."

He was drunk and in high spirits. Even though he had already lost several glasses of wine, he felt like he was drinking with a close friend.

Moreover, he knew very well that there were many excellent writers in France, and being able to name a few was not impressive. The real one was Wang Zixu.

He wondered if he could answer as fluently as he did.

Lin Feng's colleague lost a few glasses with him and was half drunk at this time. He urged Wang Zixu, "Hey, answer it quickly. Is it because you can't remember it and are stalling for time to come here?"

Guo Ranran at the side took the opportunity to clap her hands and yelled, "We've met an unpopular author. You finally can't answer the question, right? It's your turn to drink!"

Wang Zixu glanced at her and said, "Who said I can't answer? Besides, Stendhal is not unpopular. The Red and the Black, Armance, and The Charterhouse of Parma. I repeat, Stendhal is definitely not unpopular. He is an excellent writer. Even Tolstoy did not hide the fact that he learned a lot from his books."

He just interrupted because he was afraid that Lin Feng would drink too fast and something might happen, so he complimented him to, firstly, slow down the pace, and secondly, to avoid being too prominent and making his boss unhappy.

After searching Baidu, Guo Ranran stammered, "Right, right."

Lin Feng shook his head and said, "I know he is right without checking. He knows Stendhal better than I do. I don't even know about the Tolstoy thing he mentioned."

Lin Feng was drinking, and Guo Ranran said, "Brother Wang, how come you can get every answer right? Were you secretly checking on your phone under the table?"

Wang Zixu spread his hands and waved them in the air: "I didn't bring my cell phone."

Guo Ranran said: "How can you answer all these questions? You are not a Chinese teacher!"

Wang Zixu said: "It's basic. The current writers are still within the scope of what I read before I was 18, so I remember them more clearly."

……

Zuo Ziliang handed the phone to Cheng Xing and said, "This is the script of our original scriptwriter. You can take a look at how he wrote it."

Cheng Xing took the phone silently and flipped the pages. At first he squinted his eyes and kept his body far away. After a while, he put his eyes close to the phone screen and his expression became obviously more serious.

Ye Lan pulled Zuo Ziliang out of the box and whispered:

"You told me to find someone, and now I've found someone for you, but you're not satisfied. Now the speech therapists are clamoring for scriptwriters. Can we solve the problem of quantity first, and then talk about other things? Besides, they have published physical books, I don't believe the quality can be worse than someone you just found. I can't trust you like this."

Zuo Ziliang narrowed his eyes and said, "First, I didn't just find someone randomly. The person I found is the only one who can solve the problem of our app. Second, just because a physical book is published doesn't mean the quality will be high. Can't you see that the scripts he wrote are all professional work. Why should I hire a script writer with that quality? Can't I just let the speech therapist do it himself?"

Ye Lan crossed his arms and said, "You can't convince me just by saying that. How about this? You can let Xiao Cheng take over first. If it doesn't work, you can always change him."

Zuo Ziliang waved his hand and said, "No need to go through so much trouble. I can send his draft to a few speech therapists right now. See if they can see the difference in the script. If they can see that there is an obvious difference, then we don't have to treat them to a meal first and then send them off."

Ye Lan blinked and said, "Okay, but I have a condition. You can just send his draft to all speech therapists and tell them that this is the little prince's script. See how many people can find something wrong. If more than three people can find it, then you win."

Zuo Ziliang frowned and said, "During this period, the little prince has been on leave, and the speech therapists have been clamoring for the script. If you give them the script without telling them, how many of them will notice something wrong? Even if they notice something wrong, it will be difficult for them to actively give feedback."

Ye Lan pointed at his chest and said, "You can't afford it, right? If you can't afford it, then don't mention it. Our goal now is to send the script to the speech therapists. As long as they have no objection, it means the script has passed. This is my only condition. I hired the person, and you must give him an explanation."

Zuo Ziliang closed his eyes and thought for a while, then he sighed and nodded slowly: "That's it, I hope you are willing to accept the defeat."

(End of this chapter)