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一七月十日早晨,天色阴暗,我起身后,正立在窗口望着天半的愁云,忽听电话铃响,奔过去拿起听筒,是孙更舵的声音:“告诉你不好的消息,惠老去世了!”“是吗?这样快!”我话音刚落,他又说:“南京来的电话说,是心脏病突发,抢救不及;……我也料不到,头两天晚上,我还跟他谈得很高兴,他谈兴很浓,你把他讲的故事写成了一篇七万字的中篇小说《狭路相逢》,我告诉他了;他还说笑话:叫他拿到稿费请
On the morning of July 10, when the weather was dark, after I got up, I stood looking at the cloudless sky in the window, listening to the phone rang and rushing past to pick up the handset. This is the voice of Sun Rudder: ”Tell you not good “” I’m so fast! “My voice was gone, he said: ” Nanjing to the phone that is a heart attack, rescue less; ... I also I could not get it. For the first two days, I was glad to talk to him. He talked about being very rich. You wrote his story as a novel of 70,000 words. I told him that he Also joke: ask him to get the royalties please