"Zhu Ping'an, I'll give you another chance. Don't be a frog or a toad..."
"Don't think you can fool me just because I have a good temper..."
"Ah, why don't you tell me?"
The scheming little Lolita who caught onto Zhu Ping'an's tail, indulged in her spoiled little princess temper. She clearly wanted to hear a story, but she treated the words as a gift.
Zhu Ping'an was deeply aware that this girl was obviously not someone who could be fooled by an ordinary fairy tale. She could not be treated as an ordinary child. Her appetite was much bigger than that of a child.
"Let me tell you another story about the Legend of the Condor Heroes."
The magnificent grasslands are full of galloping horses, shooting eagles and drawing bows, and the beauties are picturesque and lingering. Who can resist the story of heroes and beauties? This Legend of the Condor Heroes was Zhu Ping'an'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 broadcast, Zhu Ping'an would always move a stool and sit in front of the TV to watch it. When he grew up, he found that there were many versions of the TV series, all with subtle differences. In order to watch the most authentic Legend of the Condor Heroes, Zhu Ping'an read the novel written by Master Jin Yong over and over again, and he could almost recite it backwards. This is a good story. I believe this black-bellied little Lolita should be satisfied.
really
“Tell me…” The scheming little Lolita blinked her eyes, sat on the stone, and took out a delicate little bag from somewhere on her body with her little hands, and took out a handful of peanuts and sunflower seeds from it.
The chubby boy held some melon seeds and peanuts in his hands and started to eat them with his little mouth, looking very interested.
It’s strange to say, since his rebirth or time travel, Zhu Pingan feels that his memory is getting better and better, especially the textual materials he has read in his previous life, he can basically remember 80% to 90% of them now.
"The mighty waters of the Qiantang River flow endlessly day and night around Niujia Village in Lin'an and eastward into the sea. Dozens of black cypress trees stand in a row on the river bank, their leaves as red as fire. It is the time of August..."
The scheming little Lolita was eating melon seeds and listening with great interest.
Speaking of which, the scheming little loli must like The Legend of the Condor Heroes very much. She interrupted the first two fairy tales several times, but since she started telling The Legend of the Condor Heroes, this girl hasn't interrupted once.
However, I can’t talk about it anymore because I still have to attend the class.
So, after Zhu Ping'an talked about Guo Jing killing two birds with one stone, he stopped abruptly.
"I want you to tell me..."
The scheming little loli was listening with great interest, but she didn't expect Zhu Ping'an to suddenly stop talking. She couldn't help but puffing her cheeks, pouting her lips, and staring at Zhu Ping'an angrily with her big eyes.
"That's all, Master. I haven't heard the rest yet." Zhu Ping'an said innocently. He opened the bamboo tube he carried with him and poured a mouthful of water into his mouth. Then he continued, "So, I'm going to listen to Master's lecture. I'll tell you tomorrow."
The black-bellied little girl was very reluctant. She finally heard a good story and wanted to finish it, but she couldn't. Children's patience is not as good as adults'. When adults are watching a TV series and it's exciting, there is suddenly an advertisement or it can only be continued tomorrow, they can't stand it, 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 sinister little girl, and placed the fish basket in the shallow water again, breaking up a small piece of bread he carried with him and placing it in the mouth of the fish basket.
The scheming little Loli did not leave immediately, but watched Zhu Ping'an placing the fish basket in the water with great interest.
"What are you doing?" The scheming little loli Li Shu asked curiously while sitting on a rock.
"Put down the fish basket. I'll come over after class and catch a lot of fish." After putting away the fish basket, Zhu Ping'an walked out of the river, sat on a rock, and washed the mud off his feet with the river water. He put on his shoes only when his feet were almost clean.
Upon hearing this, the sinister little loli suddenly looked Zhu Ping'an up and down, as if she was looking at a little beggar.
"Your family is so poor, yet you still have to catch fish to eat. Here, I'll give this to you. I can't eat it anyway, and I'll just feed it to the dog when I get home."
The scheming little loli handed the bag in her hand to Zhu Ping'an as if giving alms.
This rude girl really felt like she was being given food out of pity. Zhu Ping'an didn't reach out for it. A foodie also has dignity. Even if food is delicious, it's hard to swallow once you've eaten it.
The scheming little girl was somewhat surprised at Zhu Ping'an's reaction. In her impression, these poor children were so grateful for her charity and rushed over to eat the delicious food. She didn't understand why Zhu Ping'an didn't take them with gratitude.
"Take it." The black-hearted little loli said again.
"I have hands, I can catch fish myself. You should take it home to feed the dog. My taste is different from its taste."
Zhu Ping'an refused again and fought back against the black-hearted little Lolita for treating him the same as a dog, sarcastically saying that the black-hearted little Lolita had the same taste as a dog.
"Eat it if you want!"
The black-bellied little girl got angry and threw the cloth bag in her hand into the river. What kind of person is he? He mocked people who were kind enough to give him something to eat. He really took your kindness for granted! If you hadn't told me the story, I wouldn't have given you the food! Bastard, bastard, what a little bastard!
Zhu Ping'an frowned helplessly. She really had the temper of a spoiled young lady and was so willful!
"Don't forget to tell the story tomorrow, or I'll make you suffer!"
The scheming little Lolita left angrily, but still did not forget to threaten Zhu Ping'an to tell her The Legend of the Condor Heroes obediently tomorrow.
Who knows which unlucky guy will marry her in the future!
Zhu Pingan packed up his things and went to the private school again to attend the class. The private school's old scholar Sun was leading the children to practice calligraphy. He came at the right time. Old scholar Sun demonstrated on the podium, carefully explaining and emphasizing several points that beginners of calligraphy should pay attention to, and patiently corrected the problems of the children below.
Zhu Ping'an benefited a lot, because some of the children had the same problems as himself. After listening to Mr. Sun's words, he felt like he had been enlightened. After arranging the things, Zhu Ping'an dipped the brush into the water in the stone trough, and practiced writing on the black wooden board while listening to Mr. Sun's explanation.
After persisting for a few days, Zhu Ping'an has adapted to writing with a brush. Although his handwriting still doesn't look good, at least he's used to it.
While Zhu Ping'an was practicing calligraphy, Zhu Pingjun and his deskmate were punished again because they had a fight in class. The reason for the fight was simple: the space on the desk was uneven, and each wanted a bigger one. They were unwilling to give in, and because they didn't know who had rubbed the paper and smeared it, they started fighting in class.
It's the same thing in the classroom, who crossed whose 38th parallel, who rubbed against who and who stepped on whom. It's the age when people are prone to trouble, so naturally it's like Mars colliding with the Earth.