Two old friends who hadn't seen each other for more than thirty years fell silent. It didn't mean that they had nothing to say, but that they had too much to say but didn't know where to start.
After being silent for an unknown amount of time, it was Uncle Liu who spoke first: "How is this child, Xiaohui?"
Yan Fei nodded: "She is a good child, but I'm afraid she won't be able to get used to such a good child in Japan."
"What you said...she is originally from Japan, how can she not get used to being in Japan..."
Uncle Liu smiled and said, and then quickly remembered that when he first met Tadokoro, Tadokoro had just been expelled from Totsuki Academy and was squatting next to the bus stop crying, so the smile turned into a bitter smile.
"It's true, Japan is a country where people who are too weak will have a hard time living there."
Uncle Liu nodded and said, he has lived in Japan for more than thirty years. Although he lives in seclusion, it does not mean that he does not care about the outside society at all. He has really seen too many distorted realities in Japan.
It can be said that Japanese society has great malice towards people with weak characters. Without him or other people's help, after Tadokoro was expelled from Totsuki Academy, the label of "loser" would be stuck on her for the rest of her life. It is very likely that her life will completely lose its brightness and she will spend the rest of her life in darkness.
This is no joke. Being expelled from Totsuki Academy is such a strong debuff for a cook born in Japan. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many students who regard being expelled from Totsuki Academy as their biggest fear. .
Destroying 99% of the talents to create the 1% of absolute elites, this is the education model that Totsuki Academy has been pursuing for so many years. To be honest, Uncle Liu didn’t even know what the purpose of this school was. What benefits others or destroys others.
"If you nod, I can arrange for her to come to the Central Plains."
Yan Fei said to Liu Bo.
Although they have only been together for a week, Yan Fei has met countless people, and he already knows Tian Suohui's character very well. He also admires such a kind and lovable little girl. Even in Yan Fei's view, Tian Suohui has nothing but nationality. The bad part is that she has a docile personality, without the impetuousness and squeamishness that women often have nowadays, and even he finds her pleasing to the eye.
"This..." Uncle Liu hesitated for a moment, and then quickly relaxed, "Forget it, children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Everything depends on Xiaohui's own decision. What I should do is give her more choices instead of restrictions. Her choice. I just hope that when I am gone in the future, you can help me take care of Xiaohui. She has a soft temper and soft ears. I am afraid that she will suffer in the future. "
"Don't worry, Xiaohui is your disciple and has called me 'Master Ah Fei' for a few days. If something happens to her, I will not sit idly by." Yan Fei nodded.
Uncle Liu showed a relieved expression.
He knew that in this world, no one's guarantee would be more trustworthy than Yan Fei's.
Uncle Liu thought for a while and suddenly asked Yan Fei: "By the way, what's going on with your family's Xiaokai? As a descendant of you and the Xue family, he's not practicing martial arts at home, and he came to Japan... It seems he's still painting Comics, I don’t understand this very well. I was afraid that Xiaokai thought that this old man of mine was too nosy, so I didn’t ask him why. It’s rare that you are here today, so I just happened to ask you.”
Uncle Liu thought it was strange that Yan Fei's son would come to Japan to study. When he asked Yan Kai why he came to Japan, Yan Kai said that he came to draw comics. Uncle Liu felt even more that the person who lives longer is the best. The good thing is that you can see a lot of weird and weird things.
"this……"
Yan Fei's expression became very strange. He took out a book from his arms and placed it on the table in front of Uncle Liu. The book was very old, the blue cover was a little white and faded, and the pages on the side were also yellowed, but it was generally preserved. It's in good condition, with no obvious damage.
"What's this?"
Uncle Liu asked curiously.
"The notes my grandfather left before his death."
Yan Fei replied.
"Oh, it's martial arts notes!"
Uncle Liu suddenly understood, no wonder Yan Fei wanted to collect it personally.
"It's not martial arts notes." Yan Fei shook his head, "It's the outline of a novel written by my grandfather in his early years."
"..." Uncle Liu was no longer calm. He was very glad that he was not drinking tea now, otherwise he would not have squirted a mouthful of tea into Yan Fei's face.
"Don't look like that..." Yan Fei shook his head slightly, "Just like you were originally a cook, but ended up being forced to go to war. My grandfather was the same. His original ideal was to become a famous novelist, but he was good at it. He wrote martial arts novels about heroes and righteousness, but in the Central Plains at that time, romance novels between men and women were relatively easy to buy. His novels couldn't be bought, so he had no choice but to save the country."
"Cough cough cough!" Uncle Liu coughed and apologized to Yan Fei, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be disrespectful to senior Yan Jing..."
"It's just a joke, don't get excited." Yan Fei smiled softly and said, "It has nothing to do with whether the novel can be bought or not. My grandfather realized that there are so many stubborn people who cannot be awakened by scolding them with a pen. , and the enemy bandits raging in the Central Plains cannot be driven away by the power of novels, so they turned to practice martial arts."
"However, he could never let go of the things he liked, so he wrote down the outlines of all the novels he had in mind at that time, which is this notebook."
Yan Fei gently put his hand on the note, and Uncle Liu's eyes became solemn when he looked at the note.
Do heroes emerge from troubled times? But he seems to have seen troubled times forcing ordinary people to become heroes...
"My grandfather entrusted this notebook to his best friend, who was also a writer, before he devoted himself to learning martial arts. The two of them had agreed that after the country was reorganized, if my grandfather was still alive, the stories in the notebook would be He will write it. If he fails to wait, then the friend who keeps the notes will write out the story for him. Unfortunately, my grandfather's friend also gave up writing and joined the army in the end, so this agreement can only be Let it go."
Hearing this, Uncle Liu was in awe, this is another hero.
"After the Anti-Japanese War, my grandfather's friend found my father and my grandmother who were hiding. He gave this notebook to my father, saying that he would never have the chance to pick up a pen again in his life, and hoped that my father could pass it on to me. The stories inside are written for the world to see, and I hope that future generations can understand my grandfather’s ideal chivalrous spirit from those stories.”
"At that time, there was a civil war in the country, and there were many people who were coveting my grandfather's martial arts. My grandfather's friends were afraid that something would happen to my father and my grandmother, so they arranged for my father and my grandmother to smuggle themselves into seclusion in Xiangjiang, where the situation was relatively stable at that time. . After settling down, I concentrated on studying the martial arts secrets left by my grandfather. I had no interest in writing novels, so I put this notebook away."
"As for my generation...well, I'm not interested in writing novels either. I've looked through this notebook, but I haven't thought about turning the stories in it into a novel. It's too troublesome."
At this point, even Yan Fei felt slightly embarrassed.
"Then you mean that Xiaokai read this notebook and came up with the idea of turning the stories in it into comics?"
Uncle Liu asked, this was the most reasonable explanation he could think of.
But Yan Fei shook his head slightly: "That's not the case. I'm sure Xiao Kai hasn't read this notebook, because after all, it was only when I saw the first comic drawn by Xiao Kai that I felt it had an impression in my mind. I found it in an inconspicuous place after rummaging through it for a long time in the library. It seems that no one has looked through it for many years. So there are other reasons for Xiao Kai to draw comics. "
"Then why?" Liu Boqi asked.
"What I'm going to say next is just my guess. I'm not sure, just listen." Yan Fei first gave Uncle Liu a shot of vaccination, and then slowly said, "My grandfather studied martial arts before he died. He had new insights, and as a dying man, he had no energy left to record them in writing, so he used a more sinister method, similar to the Buddhist method of "Enlightenment", to record them in writing. His lifelong martial arts insights were instilled into the mind of my father, who was only four years old at the time. It was the first time for my grandfather to use that method, so in addition to his martial arts insights, it seemed that what was instilled in my dad's mind was also There were some other weird things mixed in, which caused my dad to not only have my grandfather’s martial arts insights, but also have a voice in his mind, asking him to buy a house. My dad felt that this should My grandfather's family was in decline at that time, so he had a strong obsession with his ancestral home, so after returning to China, with the help of the state, he restored the ancestral home of my Yan family."
"..." The expression on Uncle Liu's face became increasingly difficult to describe.
He was so enlightened, why did he suddenly feel like he was listening to a fairy tale?
But carefully recalling Yan Fei's abilities that he had seen when he and Yan Fei were working together, apart from not being able to fly to the sky and escape from the earth, they were not much worse than the sword immortals in the sword fairy novels he read when he was young, so Uncle Liu quickly He calmed down again.
Then Yan Fei continued: "And this seems to be hereditary. When I was not yet successful in martial arts, there was always a voice in my head that kept urging me to buy something called a 'bi coin'. It might be some kind of ancient coin. Well, I ignored it. But when Xiao Kai opened his mind, the things in his mind turned into pictures and stories, which should be the novels and obsessions that my grandfather failed to write back then! "
"But why comics and not novels?" asked Uncle Liu.
"Compared to novels, the reading threshold for comics will be lower. There are far fewer young people reading novels today." Yan Kai answered, and after thinking for a while, he added, "Of course, this may have something to do with my brother-in-law. It also has something to do with the fact that he and his wife and sister-in-law took him to read comics when he was very young. Comics were the first form of storytelling that he came into contact with. When interesting stories appeared in his mind, the first thing he thought of was to use them to tell stories. It’s represented in comic form.”
"I see..." Uncle Liu finally understood everything, but he was a little worried, "But, does Xiaokai know? He did not draw comics from his heart, but was driven by the leftover emotions of his great-grandfather... "
"Old Liu, let me ask, what does 'from the heart' mean?" Yan Fei asked Uncle Liu, "Did you fall in love with the chef's profession completely when you first saw the kitchen knife?"
"This..." Uncle Liu was speechless.
Yan Fei said seriously: "It's not the result of being exposed to it since childhood! The same is true for Xiao Kai. Do you think my great-great-grandfather's leftover emotions are really that powerful? Isn't that a spirit-stealing thing? It only serves a spiritual purpose. It has a guiding role, but it will never become a force that influences Xiao Kai's actions. Xiao Kai wants to draw comics only because he thinks the story in his mind is interesting, so he will run away from home and spend so much energy. To complete those stories.”
"Okay, I understand." Uncle Liu breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Yan Kai was controlled by some force, but it turned out that he was overthinking it. Yan Fei could not watch his son become someone else's puppet, even his own. Neither can grandpa.
"This is actually a good thing for Xiaokai." Yan Fei added, "Xiaokai, a child, has had little contact with the outside world since he was a child. He has devoted himself to practicing martial arts and other miscellaneous things, which makes him less interested in the outside world. Basically, I have no interest in things. This is my problem. I only teach him to learn but not to teach him how to be worldly, which makes him a bit less humane. And in matters such as communication, forcing is useless. Xiaokai Twelve After 20 years old, A Rong sent Xiao Kai to school, hoping that Xiao Kai could make friends at school and become more cheerful while getting along with classmates, but it still had no effect. I have been thinking about how to make Xiao Kai take the initiative to interact with her classmates. When contacted by others, Xiaokai told me that he wanted to draw comics, and also told me about some pictures that appeared in his mind from time to time. I thought that the legacy of my grandfather’s spirit to me would be the end, but it turned out that Xiaokai I actually still have it on my body. I thought that with my current cultivation level, it would be very simple to eliminate the mental influence on Xiao Kai. But I also thought that this might be a good thing, so instead of eliminating it, I let Xiao Kai come to Japan. Study abroad. If he wants to draw comics, he can do it. Comics cannot be drawn by one person with one pen. He must integrate into the surrounding environment, carefully observe the performance of the people around him, and have a deep understanding of the psychology of all kinds of characters. Only in this way can he draw a cartoon. Good comics. This is equivalent to forcing Xiaokai to understand the outside world and contact people. This can not only solve Xiaokai's problems, but also fulfill my grandfather's wish. Isn't it a great thing to kill two birds with one stone!"
"That's it!" Uncle Liu was completely relieved, and he said with a smile: "This is indeed not a bad thing, but that senior Yan Jing is still looking after his descendants even though he has passed away for many years!"
Yan Fei was also laughing, and he thought so too.
"By the way, Ah Fei, you said that senior Yan Jing has written novels. What is the name of the novel he wrote? I may have read it!"
Uncle Liu asked Yan Feidao.
Yan Jing was only one generation away from him. He might have read the novels written by Yan Jing when he was young. After all, he still liked reading novels when he was young.
"Well, my grandfather only wrote one film called "The Legend of the Flag Hero". Have you seen it? Even if you haven't seen it, have you heard of it?"
"Uh..." Uncle Liu hesitated for a moment, but chose to answer honestly, "I haven't seen it, and I haven't heard of it either."
"Oh." Yan Fei responded lightly and said, "It seems like it really can't be sold."
"..." Uncle Liu.
