"Zhu Ping'an, I'll give you another chance. You don't want any frogs or toads..."
"Don't fool me by thinking I have a good temper..."
"Ah, why don't you tell me?"
The scheming little Lolita grabbed Zhu Pingan's little tail and indulged in her eldest lady's temper. She clearly wanted to hear the story, but she treated it like a gift.
Zhu Ping'an deeply realized that this girl was obviously not someone who could be fooled by ordinary fairy tales. She should not be treated as an ordinary child. Her appetite was much greater than that of a child.
"Let me tell you another story from The Legend of the Condor Heroes."
The majestic prairie is full of galloping horses, shooting eagles and drawing bows, and the picturesque beauties are touching and sentimental. Who can not be moved by the stories of heroes and beauties! The Legend of the Condor Heroes was Zhu Pingan's favorite TV series when he was a child. He never got tired of watching it. Every time the Legend of the Condor Heroes was played, Zhu Pingan would obediently move a stool and sit in front of the TV to watch. As he grew older, he discovered that There are many versions of the TV series "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", all with subtle differences. In order to watch the most original version of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", Zhu Ping'an read the novel written by Jin Yong over and over again. He almost knew it by heart. It's such a good story. I believe this scheming little loli will be satisfied.
really
"Tell me..." The scheming little loli blinked and sat on the stone. A pair of small hands took out a delicate little bag from somewhere on her body and took out a handful of peanuts and melon seeds.
The little fat man held melon seeds and peanuts in his hands, and started sipping with great interest.
Strangely enough, since his rebirth or time travel, Zhu Pingan feels that his memory is getting better and better, especially the textual things he has read in his previous life. He can basically remember them now.
"The vast Qiantang River flows endlessly day and night around Niujia Village in Lin'an and flows eastward into the sea. Dozens of cypress trees line the banks of the river, with leaves as red as fire. It's August... ....”
The black-bellied little loli ate melon seeds and listened with gusto.
Speaking of which, the scheming little loli must have loved this Legend of the Condor Heroes very much. The first two fairy tales were interrupted by her several times. Since telling The Legend of the Condor Heroes, this girl has not interrupted once.
However, I can't talk anymore, I still have to go to class.
Therefore, Zhu Ping'an stopped abruptly after talking about Guo Jing killing two birds with one stone.
"I want you to tell me..."
The scheming little loli was listening with great interest, but she didn't expect that Zhu Pingan suddenly stopped talking. She couldn't help but puffed her cheeks, pouted her mouth, and stared at Zhu Pingan angrily with her big eyes.
"That's all Master said. I haven't heard the rest yet." Zhu Pingan said naively. The little chubby man opened the bamboo tube he carried with him and took a sip of water into his mouth. Then he continued, "So, I I’m going to listen to Master’s lecture, and I’ll teach you tomorrow.”
The scheming little loli was very reluctant. She finally heard a good story. She really wanted to hear it to the end, but she couldn't. Children's endurance is not as good as that of adults. When adults watch a TV series and see something exciting, they can't bear it if they suddenly add an advertisement or wait until tomorrow to continue the show, let alone children.
"You didn't lie to me?"
"of course not."
"Then you should listen more later."
"OK."
Zhu Ping'an finally calmed down the scheming little Lolita, then placed the fish basket in the shallow water again, broke off a small piece of bread that he had brought with him and placed it in the mouth of the fish basket.
The sinister little loli did not leave immediately, but watched Zhu Pingan place the fish basket in the water with great interest.
"What are you doing?" Li Shu, the scheming little lolita, sat on the stone and asked curiously.
"Let's put down the fish basket. I'll catch a lot of fish after I finish the lecture in a while." After Zhu Pingan put down the fish basket, he walked out from the river, sat on the stone and washed his feet in the river water. Put on your shoes when the mud is almost clean.
Hearing this, the scheming little Loli suddenly looked at Zhu Pingan up and down, as if looking at a little beggar.
"Your family is so poor, and you still want to catch fish to eat. No, I'll give this to you. I can't eat it anyway, so I'll give it to the dogs when I get home."
The scheming little loli handed the bag in her hand to Zhu Pingan as if giving alms.
This stinky girl who doesn't know how to be polite really feels like she's got something to eat. Zhu Ping'an didn't reach out. Foodies also have dignity. No matter how delicious the food is, it is difficult to swallow it once it reaches the stomach.
The scheming little Lolita was a little surprised by Zhu Pingan's reaction. In her impression, these poor children gave her alms and looked at the delicious food. They all rushed towards her with screams. She didn't understand why Zhu Pingan was not grateful. Take it over.
"Take it." The sinister little loli said again.
"I have hands and can catch fish by myself. You'd better take it home and feed it to the dog. I don't have the same taste as it."
Zhu Pingan refused again and launched a counterattack against the scheming little Lolita who just treated her as a dog, mocking the scheming little Lolita for having the same taste as a dog.
“Eat it if you like it!”
The scheming little loli got angry and threw the bag in her hand into the river. Who is he? He was kind enough to give him something to eat, and yet he ridiculed them. He was really treating his kindness like a donkey’s liver and lungs! If you hadn't told the story, I wouldn't have given you anything to eat! Bastard, bastard, what a little bastard!
Zhu Ping'an frowned helplessly. She was really a young lady with such a willful temper!
"Don't forget to tell a story tomorrow, otherwise I'll make you look good!"
The scheming little loli left angrily, but she still didn't forget to threaten Zhu Pingan to teach her about Condor Shooting tomorrow.
I don’t know if that unlucky guy will marry her in the future!
Zhu Ping'an packed up his things and once again went to the private school to attend class. The old scholar Sun of the private school was leading the children to practice calligraphy. Arriving at the right time, Mr. Sun gave a demonstration on the podium, explaining and emphasizing in detail to the children several points that beginners of calligraphy should pay attention to, and took the trouble to correct the problems of the children below.
Zhu Ping'an benefited a lot, because some of those children made the same mistakes as himself. After listening to Sun's words, he felt enlightened. After laying out the things, Zhu Ping'an dipped his brush in water in the stone trough and began practicing calligraphy on the black wooden board while listening to Mr. Sun's explanation.
After a few days of perseverance, Zhu Ping'an has adapted to writing with calligraphy. Although the writing is still not good-looking, at least he is used to it.
While Zhu Ping'an was practicing calligraphy, Zhu Pingjun and his deskmate got slapped again in the private school because they were having a fight with their deskmate in class. The reason for the quarrel is also very simple. It is because the space at the table between the two of them is unevenly distributed. Everyone wants a bigger one, and no one is convinced by the other. And because I don’t know who rubbed the paper while writing calligraphy. It started in class.
Classroom is just like that, who crosses whose 38th line, who rubs against whom, and steps on whom. It is the age to cause trouble, so naturally Mars touches the earth. ;
