The Young Lion

When he walked into the Neil Kesen cafe, Aldridge came in and ordered the waiter to order a cup of coffee and some refreshments. Then he started looking for a seat. He liked the window position so he could enjoy the scenery on the street.

The aisle on the side of the window was blocked by a stroller. Aldrich looked down and didn't care. The seat next to the window was empty, but there was a pen and a book on the table. He didn't see it. Something like a guest’s cup or meal thinks that this seat is empty.

Putting the leisure bag at his feet, removing the warm scarf from his neck, unbuttoning his coat, Aldridge sat down on his seat.

While waiting for the order to come up, Aldridge randomly opened the book on the table and was drawn by just a glance.

This is just an ordinary writing book. The neat and elegant English-style English notes are particularly pleasing to the eye, and the lines between the lines depict a fantasy short story that Aldridge immersed in unconsciously.

Turning page by page through the stories in the book, Aldridge didn't notice a figure around him. His eyes were always on the writing book in his hand. From time to time he took a sip of coffee with his left hand or gave himself a fork. Give some delicious cakes in your mouth.

When he turned to the next page with great interest, he suddenly found that the story came to an abrupt end. The blank paper made him stunned and stared at the writing book with a stunned look.

"Sir, do you want to renew?"

The waiter saw his coffee cup bottomed out and asked when he passed by.

Aldrich only raised his head at this moment and smiled naturally: "Okay, thank you."

After talking, the waiter stooped to fill him with coffee, and Aldridge found that beside him, a mature woman was standing, her figure was thin, her long blond hair was just over her shoulders, but her facial features were correct. A haggard, when Aldridge looked away, there was a sadness in the dodged eyes.

Her slender hands clasped the stroller tightly. Aldridge found an empty stroller when she found it, and now there is a little baby girl over a year old who is chubby and looks like he is dozing off and is full of emotions. .

Aldrich felt weird. There was a guest dining here, a strange woman stood beside him, and the waiter didn't care?

So when he looked at the waiter, the male waiter politely said: "Sir, the book in your hand is from this lady."

Aldrich realized this, but he didn’t see a cup or something on the table just now. He thought there was no guest here. He didn’t expect it to be the lady. He quickly stood up and apologized: "Sorry, I don’t Know this is yours."

The mature and vicissitudes of the woman spoke quietly for a moment before saying softly: "It doesn't matter."

Aldrich's appearance is at least harmless to humans and animals. His handsome appearance and casual dress make him smile like a big boy next door, so he often makes a good first impression on others.

"Is this what you wrote?"

Aldridge didn't plan to return the book to the other party. When he saw this lady frowning slightly, Aldridge quickly said, "Please don't get me wrong. I really like the story you wrote. It's wonderful. The meeting is destiny, I want to please You drink a cup of coffee. In addition, if you can, can you follow me through the follow-up stories? Such a wonderful story is only half of the story. To be honest, it makes me feel very unpleasant, like being scratched by a cat, itchy Uncomfortable."

Perhaps it was Aldridge’s straightforward and funny words that moved the lady. She sat down opposite Aldridge, but bowed her head slightly, and seemed to have no confidence in herself.

Aldridge ordered a cup of coffee for her and added some snacks, and then he started chatting casually with the lady opposite.

The atmosphere was a bit boring at first, but soon, the mature woman's words also increased, and she seemed to be eager to know Audridge's aftersight, especially when she was praised by Audridge frequently, her sad expression improved. , The gloomy eyes have a little glory.

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. My name is Aldrich Hall. I came to Edinburgh as a tourist. My profession is a football coach."

Aldridge smiled with a coffee cup.

The lady's face became sad again, and she seemed to remember something. She murmured: "Football? In Manchester, I have also watched football matches. A ball flew in the sky..."

Obviously football reminded her of some bad memories. She shook her head bitterly, and then raised her head to say to Aldridge: "My name is Joanne Rowling. Mr. Hall, you look very young, I thought you were still studying and didn’t expect to work anymore."

Aldrich casually said: "I have no grand ideals of ruling the country, I just wanted to be a football coach, so I don't need to go to college to study, as for the illusory stuff that cultivates quality and cultivates sentiment, uh, I am a vulgar, right My own requirements are not so high, hehe, Ms. Joanne Rowling, eh?"

Suddenly blinking, Aldridge asked with curiosity when he lowered his head, "Sorry, forgive me, can you tell me your full name, what is the middle name?"

Rowling looked blank and said truthfully: "Catherine."

Aldridge sat back upright and looked at the mature woman in front of her with astonishment as if she wanted to meet her again.

Joanne Catherine Rowling.

JK Rowling!

Aldrich actually felt that the face in front of him was somewhat familiar, but it was an illusion that the fog seemed to be acquaintance in the dream.

In fact, he had seen this face before, but his memory was too old, plus what he had seen at that time was a more beautiful and colorful face, and it was never a sad face in front of him.

Aldrich did not like literature in his previous life, but he also knew that there was a writer whose work was popular all over the world.

The mother of "Harry Potter": JK Rowling!

It is ashamed that Aldridge has never seen the original work of "Harry Potter". It was incomprehensible in the previous life, and the Chinese translation was not interested, but the movie has been seen. I believe that many of the fans are also like this. .

Suddenly, Aldridge looked solemnly and asked softly, "Did you have any trouble? I don't think your look is good."

She was cheaply dressed and didn't even order coffee in the cafe. Aldridge didn't understand how she was allowed to sit here even if she didn't even have a glass of water on the table.

Aldridge's question clearly caused her sadness, her eyes slightly moist, and she quickly bowed her head and said, "Mr. Hall, you are still young, there are many things that you cannot understand at your age."

Aldrich solemnly said: "No, this is not a question of understanding. I am a relatively simple person. I solve it if I have problems. I like your work. The short story just now is very exciting, but I believe that you will still have it in the future. You can create more exciting works that are welcomed by more people, so you should focus your energy on your favorite things. Like me, I like football, so I am fully committed to being a dream My coach, anyone or anything that blocks me, will be regarded as an obstacle for me to sweep away!"

Rowling suddenly looked up, looking at the blond guy in front of him in disbelief.

why?

Why can he be so confident?

Obviously already working, I have been in contact with this society, why can I hold my head so high in this world without sunlight?

Obviously, Aldridge is always an alternative. He did not have the British regret the gloom and depression of the old empire, nor the aggressiveness of the bullfighting. His simple attitude of life made him seem carefree and confident. Any setback can worry him.

In his heart, since he came to London in the summer of 1986, he has let himself live more free and simple.

As he said, the meeting was a fate, plus his sincere praise, in a short time, Rowling and Aldridge can already talk like friends.

At this time, Aldridge knew that JK Rowling was in a very bad situation.

She is actually a single mother in a divorce case.

Not only does it require government relief, but it also requires psychological treatment. At the same time, she is still under the fence, the owner of this cafe is opened by her brother-in-law and other partners, so she can create literature here.

For her, the past year was a dark year, and the breakdown of her marriage became helpless, which made her heart lingered by heavy negative emotions. If it was not her daughter who supported her, maybe she would have the courage to survive It's gone.

That's why Aldridge cheered and appreciated, but moved her more than some comfort and excuse.

After listening to her narrative, Aldridge stood up with her hands on her hands, and she said to her with a little excitement: "Ms. Rowling, you have to get up! And, thank you God, thank you Ma Lia, whatever **** is, in short, your brand-new life has begun! The kind of **** who abandons his wife and daughter, it is right to draw the line, you should think like this, you are free, you are free, you can You can make yourself happy by pursuing the life you want, just as your life starts again, believe me, when life has a new starting point, don’t hesitate to hold it, hold it, and let yourself stay Start again with regret!"

The well-known JK Rowling stares intently and gazes at the handsome face of the year above the oblique eyes. The inspiring and inspiring look is like a dazzling light, shining brightly and yearningly. I want to hold my palm as a pearl and stare for a lifetime.

It has to be said that inspiring people is what Odric has achieved in the past half a year. To be a good coach, it is essential to be eloquent. He involuntarily applied this set to Rowling.

Rowling stuttered for a while and then stuttered: "But, but I don't know, what, what to do."

It was only after Aldridge's inquiry that Rowling used old-fashioned typewriters when writing novels at home, and even he felt distressed. His slender, jade hands struck **** the cold typewriter, and it was a crime.

Aldridge looked at his watch. He was going to catch the train, otherwise he would not be able to catch up with the team's training tomorrow. He has always been a punctual coach within the team, without a moment of slack.

“Sorry, I’m leaving, I’m going back to work in London, but you can rest assured, I can provide you with some assistance, please don’t get me wrong, it’s not sympathy and mercy, it’s my pleasure to wait for you, wait a moment, I Go make a phone call."

A little help is only a hand for Aldridge, but for J.K. Rowling, it will make a tremendous change in life. Aldrich is not determined to be a kind and kind person, but he believes One word: fate.

Since he met Rowling in trouble, he helped him out and changed any friend, and he turned around.

Going to the bar, Aldridge picked up the phone and called Andrew's apartment, briefly told the matter, let Andrew come to Edinburgh tomorrow, and arranged for a lawyer to take over Rowling's divorce lawsuit.

In fact, the lawsuit itself is just a tug-of-war for problems such as custody and alimony.

Andrew didn't know what nerve Aldridge had, but his brother said, he never refused.

Aldrich arranged this, took the leisure bag, found an Andrew's business card from inside and handed it to the dazed Rowling, he said: "Ms. Rowling, this is my brother's business card, he is a lawyer , I have asked him to help you with the lawsuit, the litigation fee is free, in addition, I will lend you a sum of money, please forget the pressure of life, any difficulties are temporary, you are destined to write with your own hands It’s a wonderful story of the world. To be honest, I admire your talent. Well, sorry, I’m really in a hurry. My brother will be here to find you tomorrow morning. Goodbye."

After talking, Aldridge hurried out of the cafe. His schedule was always methodical. Today’s unexpected encounter with Rowling made him a hurry.

Rowling, holding a business card in the cafe, watched Aldridge get lost in a taxi.

At this time, the waiter near the bar shook his head lightly: "Looking at him, I'm afraid it's a liar."

Rowling turned around and pushed the stroller out, she couldn't figure it out.

What can be deceived if you have nothing to yourself?