I am a literary giant in Europe

Chapter 556 A New Year's Gift for 2005!
In 2018, Canadian author Jane Eric Penderworth wrote a novel.

The Lighthouse Keeper's Daughter.

Published by CITIC Press in 2019.

In 2020, Liu Jin bought this book!

Yes, it was also the book he bought in 2020 that he regretted the most.

Who is the translator?
He doesn't remember very clearly.

However, the translation of that book was really terrible.

It didn't seem to be at the level of a proper literary translation. Liu Jin only read about a third of it before he couldn't continue.

I always felt that in many places, the translator translated literally, resulting in a somewhat nonsensical translation.

Unfortunately, he couldn't buy the English version, so he could only have a general understanding of the book's framework and what the story was about... Well, he didn't enjoy reading it at all, and it even made him feel very disgusted.

That book tells the story of a tower keeper in Canada.

If it weren't for the lighthouse in Torres harbor, Liu Jin wouldn't have even remembered the book.

However, The Lighthouse keeper's daughter did well in sales in Canada at the time, and Jane was also an excellent writer.

It seems they even won an award!

But Liu Jinji wasn't quite sure what the specific award was.

It is said that a kind of 'lighthouse effect' has also emerged in Canada.

However, the overall sales figures for North America were not provided, so the exact sales figures for this book in North America cannot be determined.

It did make it onto a few lists...

It was later broadcast on a Canadian radio station.
Since Liu Jin was in China at the time, he didn't know much about news from overseas and only knew about these things.

Besides that, all he knew was that the book had been translated into more than a dozen languages.

……

Liu Jin did not want to simply copy the book "The Lighthouse Keeper's Daughter" from this book.

He couldn't simply copy it.

Because he didn't read the whole story, he only knew the framework of the story.

The framework is excellent, with a dual timeline narrative.

One is the timeline of Charlie the Lighthouse Keeper, and the other is the timeline of his daughter, Elizabeth.

It has decryption capabilities.

Investigating events that have been buried for half a century.

Two generations of women uncover multiple secrets involving family heritage, war memories, and maritime accidents through the process of deciphering diaries, ultimately achieving self-redemption.

Liu Jin vaguely remembered that the book had a total of thirty-seven chapters.

The two time periods are presented alternately.

Using a composite text format that combines letter-style and diary-style writing is a very interesting creative technique.

He wants to use this framework.

At the same time, he also thought of a movie.

It might not be very famous; it's called "Operation Minced Meat."

It refers to an Allied operation during World War II that revolved around Sardinia.

A brilliant military deception...

Liu Jin plans to combine this story with the framework of "The Lighthouse Keeper's Daughter" to create a new story.

That should be fun!
Moreover, it's original...

After five years of plagiarism, Liu Jin was getting a little tired.

He wanted to write something that was his own.

This idea grew stronger after he climbed the lighthouse.

After all, he was a top-tier contracted writer in his past life, so creating a story shouldn't be a big problem.

Moreover, it's about filling in content within an existing framework... No matter how Liu Jin thought about it, he couldn't figure out why he would fail.

Of course, some things need to be added.

For example, Germany's apology, and Xiao Rizi's unrepentant attitude.

He won't be as outrageous as before, but that doesn't mean he won't criticize Xiao Rizi.

Writing is for a living; the dark, mundane days are what we live every day!
When Liu Jin returned to the port of Torres, the story had become exceptionally clear!
……

Today is the last day of 2005, and Porto Torres is exceptionally lively.

Torres is not a major port on the Mediterranean shipping route, but it is one of the freight channels between Italy, France, and Spain.

Sardinia is the second largest island in Italy, after Sicily.

It is also one of the twenty regions of Italy.

Ernest comes here often and seems to know the people here very well.

He told Liu Jin that there would be a carnival in Torres that night, a prayer ceremony to celebrate the arrival of the New Year.

"I'll refuel and buy supplies here; you can wander around the island."

Hehe, the girls here are very enthusiastic, especially interested in tall and handsome men like you.

If you're bored, you can go to the Ganovi bar for a drink.

Simon and the others usually kill time there... I've refueled and loaded up the supplies, then I'll come find you at the bar.

"OK, see you at the bar then."

Liu Jin didn't stand on ceremony, jumped off the boat, and walked into the harbor.

Simon, a local fisherman, asked in confusion, "Who is he? I feel you respect him a lot."

You're quite the stubborn old man... hahaha, I heard you've been doing well these past two years, aren't you planning to get a new fishing boat?

Ernest laughed and said, "If we get a new ship, we won't make any money."

After saying that, he pointed to Liu Jin's back and said, "Thanks to him, I have the good life I have today."

"he?"

Simon seemed to suddenly understand something, and his mouth dropped open.

"Amos?"

Ernest nodded.

"I knew he looked familiar. He was fighting in Venice last year, and he fought really well."

"A fight?" "You didn't know? He got into a fight with some racists during the Venice Film Festival last year..."

“Damn racists, if I had been there, I would have shown them the iron fist of the French.”

"Hahaha, come on, do the French have an iron fist?"

Simon couldn't help but burst into laughter and tease him.

Ernest wasn't angry; he just muttered a few curses and then got off the boat with Simon and walked into the fishing port.

……

Sardinia has a Mediterranean climate.

It is winter now, but the temperature in Sardinia remains above 12 degrees Celsius, with a mild climate.

Liu Jin, dressed in khaki pants, a light blue shirt, and an Italian casual suit jacket, walked the streets of Porto Torres.

Torres is a small port, and the only thing worth mentioning is the Church of San Gavino in the harbor.

Today is the last day of 2005, and there are many people in the church.

Liu Jin leaned over to look for a while, then turned and left.

It's not that I don't understand, it's that I'm not interested.

The sky gradually darkened.

But the port was full of light.

Bonfires were lit on every street.

Fishermen took to the streets to sing and dance.

They sang songs praising Poseidon, the god of the sea, and then praising the god of fertility, hoping for a good harvest in the coming year.

Liu Jin stood by the roadside and watched the commotion for a while.

But he quickly lost interest, so based on Ernest's recommendation, he found the Ganovie bar.

Simon has arrived!

He was gathered with several young people.

"Amos, over here!"

He saw Liu Jin and waved to him.

Liu Jin glanced at the bar's ambiance, smiled, and waved at him.

"Simon, I need to eat something first. This round is on me."

As he spoke, he walked to the counter, took out a roll of euros, and pushed it in front of the bartender.

The bartender smiled and struck the bell on the bar counter. As the bell rang, the bartenders began to serve beer to everyone.

Simon laughed loudly, "Homage to Amos!"

"Homage to Amos!"

Liu Jin sat down at the bar and said to the bartender, "Give me a whiskey and some food."

"Ernest's friend?"

"Yes!"

Welcome to Porto Torres.

The bartender smiled, poured a glass of whiskey, and placed it in front of Liu Jin.

"This drink is on me."

"Thank you!"

Then he brought over two more plates of food and a plate of cookies.

After all, this is a bar, not a restaurant.

Liu Jin didn't mind, so he sat there, eating cookies and drinking wine, occasionally tossing a nut into his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on the TV in the bar.

The television was showing an interview with Berlusconi.

At this very moment, the Italian prime minister is recording a program at his villa in Sardinia.

He needs to campaign for the general election four months from now.

In the interview, he sang his own love song, "Sing a Song Is Better," accompanied by Naples guitarist Mariano Episcilla. Berlusconi, dressed in a white suit, gathered with a group of people by the pool to showcase his singing talent… It must be admitted, Berlusconi sang quite well, much better than Liu Jin.

Is this perhaps a talent of Italians?

Behind him is the bay of Sardinia.

Blue sea, beautiful beach...

The artistic conception is fantastic!
"Damn liar!"

A delicate fragrance, the scent of gardenias mingled with the rich aroma of wine, wafted into Liu Jin's nose.

A woman wearing jeans and a white, leaky short-sleeved t-shirt that revealed her graceful curves sat down next to him.

Her brown hair, interspersed with two strands of white, made her look even more pretty.

She placed her top on the bar and turned to look at Liu Jin.

“I know you, Amos!”

Liu Jin's eyes flickered; he felt as if he had seen this pretty girl before.

"Mara Carfagna, I never expected to run into the famous Amos here."

On television, Berlusconi had already finished singing.

He sat by the pool, with the beautiful scenery of Sardinia's bay still behind him, smiling as he answered reporters' questions.

He said the position of prime minister kept him too busy.

So much so that he has only been on the cruise ship that is docked in the Gulf of Sardinia once since he bought it.

He therefore had no time to enjoy his luxurious villa in Sardinia... but he was still willing to serve the Italian people. He believed that he had fulfilled his promises well over the past four years, but he still had many things to accomplish and needed more time.

"Do you believe?"

Mara turned her head and asked.

You could tell she had drunk quite a bit and was even a little tipsy.

But Liu Jin still decided to answer, saying, "I don't really believe it! I just think this guy is bragging!"

Upon hearing this, Marakani couldn't help but burst into laughter.

……

(End of this chapter)