"Wenhao, Qingque, how did you two do in this exam?"
In the pavilion, after a few people sat down, Li Zexuan took a sip of Wenrouxiang mixed with ice cubes and asked with a smile. He hasn't had time to read the test paper Xu Hongzhi gave him yet!
This is why generally only students with good grades are willing to visit their teachers’ homes, because after you come, the teacher will inevitably ask you about your grades. Therefore, Cheng Chumo comes to see Li Zexuan much less often now, and this guy will also I felt so ashamed.
Meng Wenhao said: "Not bad!"
Li Tai waved his hand and said: "It's okay! Sir, you have so many carriages here, how about giving me one?"
Ever since the little fat man sat down, his eyes had been on those carriages. He had just gone in and tried out the "luxury car", and he was really desperate for this thing.
"Haha, I'm going to ask a question. If you can answer it, Qingque, why not give you a carriage?"
Li Zexuan said with a half-smile.
Li Tai's face collapsed when he heard this. He asked questions, asked questions, and asked questions again! He was almost worried about the questions asked by Li Zexuan. After being abused so many times, Li Tai said it was enough and he would never be fooled this time!
"No, no, sir, just tell me how much your car will cost, right? I'll buy it with my money!"
The little fat man's head was shaking like a rattle, and he wouldn't want to solve the kind of deliberately difficult questions that Li Zexuan asked.
Meng Wenhao next to him glanced at Li Tai suspiciously. After taking classes together for so long, he also had some understanding of Li Tai's temperament. He knew that Li Tai was a proud and arrogant person, but he didn't expect that he would take the initiative to "recognize Li Tai" now. "I'm scared." Are the questions Mr. asked really so difficult? Meng Wenhao couldn't help but think.
Li Zexuan glanced at the little fat man indifferently and said: "There is no place to sell this car. There are only so many at the moment. If you want it, Qingque, just wait a little longer!"
Li Tai jumped to his feet and said: "There are more than twenty carriages here, right? Xiaoxuan, can't you sell me one? I am also one of the owners of Qiqi Culture after all, so can't you take care of me!"
Li Zexuan waved his hands in annoyance and said: "Okay, okay, I'll give you a car! I'll give you a car! Qingque, what's the matter with you coming here today? Just finish talking and leave!"
Li Zexuan really wanted this little fat man to finish what he was going to say and get out of here, so that he wouldn't want to ask for anything again. A noble prince, acting like a bandit, would really embarrass the old Li family!
Li Tai got his wish and didn't care about Li Zexuan's bad attitude at all. He said happily: "Haha, sir, have you forgotten? The last time you talked about "The Story of a Mortal's Cultivation of Immortality", the newspapers have almost finished publishing it. What should you say today?" The following story, otherwise there will be no novel to publish in the newspaper tomorrow!"
Li Zexuan was stunned for a moment before he realized that there was such a thing. He nodded and said, "Okay, let me tell you two a novel today!"
Meng Wenhao on the side was taken aback and said in surprise: "The Biography of Mortal Cultivation of Immortality was actually written by Mr.?"
"Well, Wen Hao, just know it, but don't tell it!"
Li Zexuan doesn't want to cause too much trouble, he just wants to be a handsome man quietly.
"Yes, sir!"
Meng Wenhao agreed, but after thinking about it for a while, he still hesitated and said: "However, the student really can't understand why Mr. Sir is so erudite and knowledgeable, why would he write novels?"
Li Zexuan smiled meaningfully and said: "What's wrong with writing novels? Wen Hao, do you think writing novels is a cheap profession?"
Meng Wenhao denied it flatly: "No, no, no, students... students don't mean that..."
"Yes! You feel from the bottom of your heart that writing novels is not the right way, and it loses your identity as a scholar, right?" Li Zexuan said seriously, "Wen Hao, you have been studying hard for so many years, what is your ideal?"
"student... ."
Meng Wenhao opened his mouth, but for a moment he didn't know how to speak. He hadn't thought about this problem yet.
Li Zexuan looked at Meng Wenhao, who had a tangled look on his face, and said slowly: "Do you want to make money to improve the lives of your relatives, or do you want to be named on the gold list and be ranked in the court, or do you want to be an official somewhere and benefit one party, or do you want to Compose books and write biographies, and be famous for centuries?"
Meng Wenhao thought for a long time and then said: "Sir, the student not only wants my father, mother, and little sister to live a good life, but also wants to be named on the gold medal list, benefit the people of this area, and let others remember me."
"Hey, you are so greedy!"
Li Tai took a sip of the ice-cold Wenrouxiang and curled his lips with a smile.
Meng Wenhao was a little embarrassed and speechless.
Li Zexuan shook his head and chuckled: "Wen Hao, in fact, if a person can write a novel well, although he cannot be named in the gold list, he can make a fortune, and through our "Datang Daily", it will be spread to ten or ten people. If he spreads the word a hundred times, he can become famous, and once he becomes famous all over the world, he also relies on his ability to make a living, so what reason do you have to discriminate against writing novels?"
Li Tai didn't believe it: "Can you earn so much money by writing novels?"
"Haha, of course, Qingque, if you don't believe it, just wait and see! As the scale of "Datang Daily" becomes larger and larger, and the sales volume increases, when the time comes, no matter who writes articles for the newspaper, Those who write novels for newspapers will earn a very generous income. I think there will definitely be many conscientious readers writing novels or articles by then."
Li Zexuan said confidently. He has his own reason for saying this. Entertainment activities in this era are indeed very monotonous, and the introduction of newspapers can not only bring people spiritual entertainment, but also provide an additional way of livelihood for many down-and-out scholars.
Li Tai's eyes lit up and he said excitedly: "Doesn't that mean that I will have many kinds of novels to read?"
Li Zexuan and Meng Wenhao both twitched their mouths. This little fat guy is always thinking on a different "channel" than others!
"Wen Hao, think about it for yourself. I think this kind of thinking of yours is unacceptable. There is no noble or low status in the industry. Those sage books you have read have not taught you to discriminate against other people, right? No matter what industry, those who earn a living by their own efforts All people are worthy of your respect, including farmers, businessmen, and even waiters in restaurants. The students you don’t want to teach as a teacher are the kind of arrogant people who are aloof, arrogant and don’t want to eat the sufferings of the world!
Also, regarding your ideals, whether for relatives or officials, if you can only choose one of them, I hope you can give priority to your own family. For a person who is ungrateful and does not recognize his relatives, I think He can't be a good official, and as a teacher, he doesn't want you to be a cold-blooded person who is just for fame and fortune! "
Li Zexuan ignored the little fat man's showmanship, but looked at Meng Wenhao and said sincerely.
"Students should remember your teacher's teachings!"
Meng Wenhao stood up and raised his hands solemnly towards Li Zexuan.
Li Zexuan nodded happily and said, "Okay, let's start telling the novel!"
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(End of chapter)