Lisco's American Life

With Haas, who had been grinding for a long time, Lisko walked straight to the venue on the first floor.

The venue is behind the front desk on the first floor. It is a huge venue that is often rented for speeches, lectures and other activities.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw Ryan, who was inserting his pockets and watching the workers tidy up.

"Brother." Haas rushed forward excitedly. He had the best relationship with Ryan before he graduated. They were in the same dormitory.

It can be said that Haas embarked on the path of writing because of Ryan's influence and guidance.

Ryan looked at Haas's growing figure and gave him a firm hug.

"Haas, you really should be healthier," he patted Haas on the back, causing ripples in his thick fat.

"Hey, senior brother." Lisko also followed.

Ryan hugged both of them respectively.

"Li, you are really great. The book "Wheat Field" is really amazing." Looking at the young Lisko, Ryan's face was filled with jealousy.

There is no way to calm down about this kind of thing. Lisko's age and achievements make everyone he knows think he is a bit of a monster.

"That's too much praise, senior brother. If you continue to be in the literary world, you will definitely be better than me." Lisko quickly comforted him.

Ryan sighed and didn't say much. He turned around and introduced the venue to them.

"The venue this time is much larger than last year's. Last year, I was not well prepared and missed some people, even forcing them to stand. So I am very well prepared this year."

The venue seems to have more than a thousand seats, but in fact there are only more than 500 people in the entire club. Last time it was done according to this standard, but it couldn't stop some members from bringing their juniors and apprentices to experience it.

, so the last position is not enough.

There is a large podium in front of the venue, and there are dining tables in each aisle of the venue. The gathering takes the form of a buffet, and everyone can chat while eating.

It hasn't been renovated yet, so it still looks empty.

"No one has arrived yet. You are the first. The fastest arrival will have to wait until tomorrow afternoon. I am going to my mentor's house in the afternoon. Will you come with me?" Ryan turned around and told the two of his plans.

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Of course the two of them agreed that they did not need to welcome all the more than 500 club members, they only needed to welcome their direct senior brothers.

Although Berman's disciples are all over the United States, there are only ten or twenty of them, but each of these twenty people holds important positions, which is why he has a high status in this country.

So Lisko and Haas only need to take good care of these twenty brothers.

Haas originally did not dare to go to his tutor's home, but the excellence of the new book inspired him to take courage.

After taking the roster, which listed the arrival time and airport of each senior brother, Lisko and Haas divided their points and prepared to separate when the time came.

We had a meal in the restaurant at noon. The chef of Ryan Hotel was specially invited to be a Michelin-level chef. Catering in a hotel is also a very important service.

Haas, who was full of praise, took the gift, got into Ryan's car, and went straight to the Swan Castle outside the city.

Because Lisko had already been here once this year, everything was very familiar and calm.

Haas, who had not been here for many years, was a little nervous and excited.

He was fidgeting and squirming in the back seat of the car.

"Okay, senior brother, there is nothing to be afraid of. The instructor is very optimistic about you now." Lisko couldn't stand Haas who was like a louse, so he comforted him.

"You said it so easily. You are the mentor's favorite disciple, how could you know how I feel." Haas glanced at him angrily.

Ryan was overjoyed in the front. He could now face his strict tutor with ease. When he first gave up literature, his tutor was also very angry.

Later, I looked away. Ryan was doing well in his career, and he was also enthusiastic about literature every day. He often worked as a critic in newspapers and periodicals. Moreover, because he lived in New York, he spent a long time working hard, so the tutor did not blame him.

Although a mentor most hopes to see his disciples achieve success in this industry, he always regards all his disciples as his own children, and living a good life and happiness is the most important thing.

Writers are emotionally sensitive. Many writers throughout the ages have died of depression and suicide. Berman has also experienced this.

At that time, his senior brother, a talented poet, finally committed suicide by drowning due to exhaustion of inspiration and literary ideas, and was forever silent in the sea.

Therefore, what Berman values ​​most is the mental state of his disciples. He often teaches his students that a person's meaningful life may be the most important thing to him.

So no matter what choice his disciples made, Berman might be disappointed, but he would still support them in the end.

Although Haas understood everything, he was still a little timid after not seeing his mentor for several years. The mentor never blamed him, and the most he expressed was regret.

The car quickly arrived at its destination, and because Ryan was a frequent visitor, he drove right in.

"Hey, Bol." Ryan got out of the car first and greeted the butler of the castle.

"Boll," Haas followed and got out of the car.

Boll stood there for a while, then exclaimed belatedly.

"Are you Haas?" Looking at Bol's mouth open in surprise, Lisko and Ryan laughed beside him.

Because when Haas left, he was still a handsome and thin man. Now he is nearly 60 pounds fatter than before. Of course, it is difficult to recognize him. His facial features are all puffed up by fat, making him look much rounder.

Boll also looked carefully and recognized it from the familiar appearance.

Back then, Haas was the most naughty of the disciples in the entire castle, so Bol was deeply impressed.

He still remembered that when he went to the toilet, Haas locked the door from the outside, causing him to stay in the toilet for two hours before he was rescued by the driver who was looking for him everywhere.

"You won't lock me in the toilet this time when you come back, right?" Bol, with a teasing smile, stepped forward to hug Haas.

Haas' face turned red from embarrassment. When he was young, his favorite thing was to play tricks on others.

"Sir is in the library, you can go to him directly."

The three of them thanked each other and handed their gifts to Boll, then walked into the castle in a familiar manner.

Walking to the huge library, it was very quiet and no one was here.

Ryan opened the door first,

Berman was holding a telescope and studying a map on the wall. The title was large and clear, "Persian Empire Territory."

Why is the tutor studying the history of Iran and Persia recently?

With doubts, Ryan spoke first.

"tutor."

Lisko and Haas did not speak, and stood quietly.

When Berman heard the sound, he put down his magnifying glass and turned around.

"Oh, Ryan, and Lee, and Haas."