I am a literary giant in Europe

Chapter 258 The 55th Cannes Film Festival
In May, Cannes was blessed with gentle breezes and bright sunshine.

Temperature: 21°C, light breeze.

The entire city of Cannes was exceptionally noisy.

At 5 p.m. tonight, a grand feast will begin.

……

Liu Jin was awakened by the ringing of the telephone.

"Xiao Jin, are you injured?"

"what?"

"You've been keeping this from us; it's all over the newspapers."

"Forehead!"

Liu Jin was still half asleep when his mother's phone call woke him up.

"I'm fine, just a minor injury. How did you know?"

"Today your dad went to collect his subsidy, and Xiao Yang from the logistics department said that you were beaten up by the Japanese because of writing a book... Your dad got really upset!"

Then he heard that some domestic newspapers were criticizing you.

They accuse you of undermining Sino-Japanese exchanges, fabricating history, and deliberately provoking disputes between the two countries.

Your dad asked around and found out it's a bunch of third-rate writers, professors, and scholars... but don't worry, nothing will happen. Your dad inquired around and found out the government hasn't commented; it's just a bunch of clueless people causing trouble.

Are you okay? "

Liu Jin felt a warmth in his heart.

He laughed and said, "I'm at the Cannes Film Festival right now, and I'll be walking the red carpet tonight."

Do you think I'm in trouble? I'll have someone record a video and send it to you later... Your son is really doing well now."

Mom breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Jin, things are so chaotic outside, and you're being threatened just for writing a book."

Why don't we go back to China?

Writing a book domestically is the same.

"That's different. How much does it cost to write a book in China?"

Liu Jin refused outright, and comforted her, "Mom, I have some good news for you, but you have to hang in there."

"This child, what hasn't your mother been through? How can you still hold on?"

"I wrote a book last year, and it was published in America this year. So far, it has sold thirteen million copies. Guess how much I got paid in royalties?"

"How could I know that?"

"Twenty-eight million?"

"How many?"

My mother's voice suddenly became shrill.

"Twenty-eight million, US dollars."

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

"Uncle, what book did you write?"

"Huh? Qianqian, what are you doing here?"

"My school is out for holidays, so I'm going to my grandma's house."

The one speaking was Liu Jin's niece.

She had previously studied English at New Oriental, originally planning to go abroad.

However, in Liu Jin's memory, she never actually went abroad... she stayed in China.

Have you ever heard of "The Old Man and the Sea"?

“Amos, you are Amos, right?”

"Yes, didn't I tell you?"

"No, Grandpa said you made a lot of money writing books, but when I asked him about your pen name, he didn't know."

Uncle, are you Amos? Our teacher mentioned you in class, saying your book is incredibly well-written…

However, it's not sold domestically!

"You're from New Oriental, watching the original version?"

"Hehe, I don't understand!"

Liu Jin was speechless.

"Call your grandma... Mom, I'm fine. I'm telling you, I have to walk the red carpet with the film crew tonight, and I'm doing great."

Don't listen to those idiots spouting nonsense back home. In France today, even your son can walk on my back.

My mom chuckled on the phone.

She gave Liu Jin a few more instructions and then hung up the phone.

On the other side, Liu Dasheng was pulling Qianqian aside, asking her about Liu Jinshu.

But Qianqian didn't really know.

She hadn't read The Old Man and the Sea; she had only heard her teachers at school say how amazing the book was and how it had set records.

The foreign teacher does have a copy.

But it felt like he was reading the Bible, showing great care.

"Grandpa, I really don't know anything about my uncle's situation. Oh, right, you could check on BBS, there are those BBSs specifically for foreign students, I'll ask. But since my uncle said he's fine, then he's definitely alright..."

By the way, what did he say he was going to participate in?

"It was some kind of film festival opening ceremony, I don't remember clearly." Liu Dasheng was furious. "Your brain can't remember anything."

"You're smart enough, but you still can't even say which city your son is studying in."

"Picture, picture..."

"Toulouse."

Qianqian reminded her from the side.

Liu Dasheng nodded quickly and said, "Yes, Tu Luzi, I don't remember."

No, I have to get an explanation for Xiao Jin's actions. I'll call the old commander and talk to him... What's the name of his book?

"A beautiful life!" Mom remembers it very clearly.

"These intellectuals in China these days are outrageous!"

As he spoke, Liu Dasheng stormed off in a huff.

Qianqian sat happily next to her mother.

"Grandma, I want to study in France. What do you think?"

"Didn't you want to go to England? Why are you going to France now?"

“My uncle is doing so well in France, he can definitely take care of me. What will I do if I go to England all alone?”

"that's true!"

Mom fell into deep thought.

After a while, she got up and went inside, holding a business card.

"This is the person who helped your uncle go to France. I'll ask him about it... and also about my visa application. Your uncle said it's fine, but I still feel uneasy. By the way, what about that 'S' you mentioned? Let's check him out."

Qianqian agreed and went inside to go online.

Mom sat on the sofa, hesitated for a long time, and then picked up the phone.

"Shen Jie? I'm your Aunt Xu... Yes, yes, Liu Jin's mother. I'm looking for you, I want to ask you something!"

……

Liu Jin was unaware that his parents back home were worried.

But he woke up completely.

I'm in a very bad mood!
I'm fighting tooth and nail abroad, while a bunch of maggots are jumping around in China.

What kind of people are those?
He knew it all too well.

To be honest, he didn't care too much.

But it made his parents worry, which made him very unhappy.

After hesitating for a moment, he walked out of the bedroom shirtless, wearing only a pair of shorts, and dialed a number as he walked towards the balcony.

On the balcony table on the terrace, I picked up a cigarette and lit it.

"Mr. Lu? This is Liu Jin!"

There will always be someone who can take care of you.

……

After finishing the call, he turned and walked back.

Turning around, she saw Adria Lima walking out of her room on the adjacent terrace, wearing only a thin nightgown.

The sunlight shone on the terrace, making Lima's pajamas almost transparent.

It felt like she wasn't wearing anything underneath.

She stood on the terrace, holding a glass of water.

I put my water glass on the table and stretched...

That curve!
"Adriana."

"Hey, Amos!"

Lima, with a natural and generous demeanor, greeted Liu Jin.

"You're in great shape, do you exercise regularly?"

Liu Jin was taken aback, looked down, and blushed.

But he won't be defeated by Lima.

Instead, he whistled and laughed, "You too."

"me!"

Lima realized what was happening, screamed, and turned to run back to her room.

Liu Jin was left alone on the terrace. He chuckled smugly, then swaggered back home.

"This letter came at just the right time, helping me, Huang Zhong, to achieve my goals."

Standing at the camp gate to relay the orders, young and old alike listen attentively.

The first drumbeat signaled the preparation of battle food; the second drumbeat signaled the tightening of battle robes.

Three drumbeats signal the drawing of swords; four drumbeats signal the handover of weapons.

You must obey orders whether you advance or retreat; disobeying orders will result in a severe punishment.

"The three armies and I, return to camp..."

Old Zhong came out of another bedroom.

Seeing Liu Jin's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh and shake his head.

(End of this chapter)