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    I can't help but wonder how he treated me when I failed to learn to write his name in half a day.

    But in fact, I want to explain one thing first, and it cannot be said that I have not learned these two words.  Strictly speaking, it's just that the words are a little ugly when written, and they don't catch the eye.

    "But you have to know that you often can't write because you can't remember the strokes. Strictly speaking, it means that you haven't learned it." He picked up the noodles in the bowl and squinted at me.

    "Then why can't we follow the strict rules?" I grabbed my pen and discussed with him earnestly and inexplicably.  And glance at the noodles in his bowl from time to time.  I haven't had lunch yet.

    "Strictly speaking, I don't need to talk to you anymore." He moved the noodle bowl over, not letting me glance at it, "When you write my last name, I will let you eat it."

    It's pity that I bring him eggs every day, but now he is reluctant to give me a bite of noodles.  That's all for nothing, even just looking at it.

    I rubbed my cheeks, not understanding why I made a special trip to find him to make myself suffer, "I think your first name is easier to write than your last name. Can't I write 'string' first?"

    He seemed to want to nod his head, paused for a moment, shook his head again, turned his head to stare at me and said, "No. Last name is more important."

    "Scenery" is more important.

    The scene at three o'clock in the afternoon is that the spring breeze is getting warmer and warmer, and a touch of fresh green is blowing on my face.

    I sat under the willow tree on the overpass, propped my chin, a brush had already smeared my cheeks, and the ink was lingering, but I heard the young children in the school next door read: "Being drunk, don't be surprised by the spring sleep, and the gambling books fade away."  The fragrance of tea. At that time, it was only ordinary."

    At that time, it was only commonplace.  not understand.  so hungry.  I rubbed my stomach, stared at the crooked word "Jing" on the paper, and felt so sad that I wanted to fall asleep on the spot.

    "Xiaohua, are you writing on paper or on your face?" Suan Xiucai packed up her storybook, walked down the overpass, and smiled at me.

    I sniffed and looked at him with cupped cheeks, "Brother Lu, have you finished the story of General Qi and Madam Liu?"

    "The first lecture is over." He shook his head and sighed, walked up to me and sat down, and corrected me, "It's not Mrs. Liu, it's Mrs. Qi. When you get married, you will take your husband's surname, silly child. You have learned something new today."  How many words did you write?"

    I was quite embarrassed and said to him, "One. But this word is difficult." I argued stubbornly.

    He glanced at my paper and said with a smile, "What's so difficult about it? When you know more characters, this kind of thing will be insignificant." After a pause, he suddenly lowered his eyes and said softly, "I've learned more  , the things that were complacent in the past are all insignificant."

    At that time, I didn't understand what he said. I always believed that Brother Lu was a well-informed person. He said that because he had experienced too much.  So looking back, it feels insignificant.

    ?But when I reunited with him later, I suddenly understood that he had indeed experienced too much, but it wasn't that he had experienced any great storms, he had only experienced too many mediocrities.  Because of mediocrity, I found that what I was complacent about was actually insignificant.

    Now I just put down my pen and asked, "When you told me about General Qi's youthful ambition yesterday, you also mentioned the word 'complacent'. So what kind of thing makes people feel complacent? Brother Lu, are you so complacent?  What is it?"

    ? If it is normal that you have just finished speaking in the script, when your mouth is dry, Brother Lu will definitely not be willing to hold a small lecture with me.  Xu Shi asked this question very well today, it hit his heart directly, he actually poured two cups of tea and handed me a cup.

    The sound of reading is gradually silent, and the spring breeze is slightly cool.  Green it brings out new ideas.  I have a hunch that this is not a very happy story.

    The sour scholar rubbed the mouth of the cup for a long time before slowly opening his mouth and said, "My young ambition is, 'The book is full of sad and delusional things in the world, and the pen inscribes the romantic poems of the country and mountains.' In the first half of my life, I was surprisingly successful.  At the age of seven, I became a master at the age of seven, and at the age of thirteen, I was called a talent, and I envied my classmates. That is what I am complacent about. But after that, I drank ink and studied hard for twenty years, so now I am just a scholar who recites poems and storytelling?"

    I didn't quite understand, and looked at him inexplicably.

    He suddenly smiled, mocking himself a little, "I guess, after all, without the courage to 'swipe a thousand characters, drink a thousand cups', I can't support the word 'world'. Those two words are too heavy to say easily. Now, I have to be content with mediocrity  .Admit it, admit it."

    At that time, I did not know such a literary master as Mr. Rong.  In my heart, Suan Xiucai is already an amazing person.  I heard him say "the book is full of sad and delusional things in the world", and what I thought was that this sentence sounds very powerful.

    "Xiao Hua, you have to remember that those men who are willing to be mediocre are definitely not worthy of your entrustment for life." He suddenly said:Great deeds.

    "You" I squeezed the piece of paper with his surname written on it tightly, unwilling to argue with him, "Then I'll go back earlier and buy some pancakes to eat. And this, I'll go back and practice on my own."

    When I finished speaking, I had pulled away and pushed the long table away, turned around and ran away.  Suddenly felt a tight wrist, coolness followed.

    He grabbed me violently, let go a little, and said softly after a moment of silence, "Remember to come over tomorrow. Come and show me the calligraphy you practiced."

    I felt a pain in my wrist when he grabbed it, and I was a little angry in my heart.  I don't know whether I was angry because he hurt me because he grabbed me, or because he didn't understand me at all just now.

    "Tomorrow, Xiao Chunyan and I have made an appointment to support Big Brother Lu, and to accompany sister Minmin to see a doctor. She has caught a cold." I explained, "Later, if I have time, I will take the words for practice."  Come."

    In fact, I want to say, I will come to see you later when I calm down.

    But now that I think about it, it doesn't really matter what I was going to say.  Anyway, in the end I went to him with the words.

    The only word is still terribly ugly, and it is much more difficult to read than the two children's writing in front of me.

    I showed the expression of a strict teacher, "You need to practice more, and you will no longer be able to listen to the book in your spare time. When you finish writing the first eight characters of the beginning, you can listen to the next time. Alright, sir.  Hurry back to the mansion, don't pester him."

    "But Mr. hasn't taught us to play the piano yet." The little lady was very regretful, "Sir, are you leaving so soon?"

    Jing Xian shook his head, stroking the piano in the corner, "Who said I'm leaving?" He looked up at me, and said softly, "I haven't stayed enough yet."

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    1. Let me confess, in the comment area, I saw several little angels who made a special trip to find details foreshadowing, ah, ah, ah, you are really sweethearts!

    ? 2. The long comment of "Su Mo" in the comment area of ??Chapter 33 is so good, it made my nose ache when I saw it in class.  Everyone went to see it with interest, and it really made tears while listening to the song "Dream of Barren State".  Good read.  There is also "Feibai" really full marks for reading comprehension!

    3. This chapter still takes care of a lot of foreshadowing and questions left to you from the previous article.  Everyone is happy (sad) watching it!

    4. Keyword sentences in the next chapter + face slap: "I am now willing to humiliate myself", the wrong sound that I played back then, "Does my face look good now?" (Remember this website website: www.  hlnovel.com
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