Awaken A Pen At The Beginning, Do You Call This A Piece Of Trash?

201 is discussing how Zhu Wenfeng fell in love with King Kong.

First of all, the problem of appearance is ruled out. Zhu Wenfeng has a lot of pimples on his face. Even if King Kong's orientation is not normal, it is not good.

Gu Zhixin's prominent family background and old acquaintances were also rejected by Zhu Wenfeng.

He had never heard of King Kong's name at all before, and it was even more unlikely that Zhang Wu was rescued by their family someday when he was down and out.

Beep beep, the door was knocked.

Gu Zhixin opened the door and took a look.

In front of her was a little loli about 1.5 meters tall, with a lollipop in her mouth and a big bag behind her, looking around the room curiously.

Gu Zhixin was about to say hello, when there was a bang, the little loli put the big bag on the ground:

"Which one is Jiang Yize?"

The sound of the package falling to the ground was dull and heavy, and it didn't quite match the figure of little Lolita.

Jiang Yize swallowed silently, then raised his hand as a signal.

How do you feel that the visitor is not good?

In a blink of an eye, the little Lolita had already arrived in front of him.

Little Lolita looked at him with her big eyes tilted, showing a harmless smile:

"Well, not bad, the teacher accepted this time is not bad."

As she spoke, she patted her flat chest:

"I'm your senior sister. From now on, senior sister will protect you. If anyone bullies you in Jinyi, come find me."

Jiang Yize looked at the little loli who hadn't reached his chest, subconsciously nodded like a chick:

"Hi, sister."

Hearing this, the little loli giggled:

"Master, good boy."

Seeing the friendliness of the visitors, Jiang Yize breathed a sigh of relief:

"Senior Sister, what's the matter here?"

Little loli clapped her hands:

"Oh yes, I was so busy saying hello that I forgot to say something serious."

With that said, little Lolita went to the door and picked up the sack.

Jiang Yize subconsciously wanted to take the sack, and he was surprised by the heavy feeling.

The sack contained definitely not bridge beans.

It's very heavy, and it's definitely not as easy for him to carry it alone as it is for senior sister.

Little loli opens the sack:

"This is the book you need to read before graduation. Master told you to read it as soon as possible."

Jiang Yize was stunned.

In the last second, he was still glad that he found an organization and had a senior sister.

In the next second, there was a feeling of returning to the third year of high school.

Before time-traveling, Jiang Yize chose to major in traditional Chinese painting in order not to "choose a major well, like the college entrance examination every year".

I lived a very comfortable life, and later I minored in calligraphy, coupled with the cultural immersion from childhood to adulthood.

his college life

It can be said to be extremely chic, writing and drawing every day is a day.

But Jiang Yize thought about it again, and the leisurely college life also directly caused him to be completely unable to adapt to the work rhythm after work.

Only then did the embarrassing incident of forgetting to sleep and eat, draw and draw, and then suddenly hiccup and travel to this world after taking a Dongfeng takeaway take two bites.

Gu Zhixin quietly leaned over to take a look, and was stunned.

The sacks are basically ancient books.

Gu Zhixin exclaimed:

"So many? When is Jiang Yize going to see"

The little loli shook her head:

"No, no, there are three big sacks at the back."

With that said, little Lolita went out again and brought in three big bags.

The psychological defense that Jiang Yize had already built had completely collapsed.

He even suspected that there were several copies of "Three-Year College Entrance Examination, Five-Year Simulation" hidden in these books.

Of course, the college entrance examination in this world has long since disappeared.

Jiang Yize feels that he seems to have chosen the wrong mentor.

Is it too late to regret now?

Senior Sister Loli put three sacks under Jiang Yize's feet, stood on tiptoe and patted Jiang Yize's shoulder:

"By the way, Master asked me to bring you a sentence."

"Sister, please speak."

Little Loli frowned slightly, as if she was remembering something, and then said with a serious look that shouldn't belong to her:

"Reading break rolls, getting a God!"

Jiang Yize stayed where he was.

This sentence was often said to him by a person in the world he did not travel through.

When he came to this world, the sentence he heard the most was:

Ability decides everything.

He nodded solemnly.

Little Loli waved her hand to say goodbye:

"Let's go first! Junior brother. After your special training is over, go to the master's house for dinner and talk."

Little Lolita left, leaving the four of them dazed.

There is no way, let's pack up the four big bags of books first.

Therefore, the two beds that were vacant in the six-person room were used to store books.

Jiang Yize is packing up one by one, and he has read many ancient books.

And there are many books on contemporary history and supernatural powers in these books, which can be regarded as increasing Jiang Yize's understanding of the world.

He breathed a sigh of relief, if this is the case, then the task is not too serious.

After eight years, the truth of this world is slowly unfolding to him.

The three roommates were helping to clean up, when Jiang Yize suddenly heard Gu Zhixin doubtfully say:

"What's the matter with this paper? It feels like it's going to break."

Huang Mao and Zhu Wenfeng joined together.

"Be careful, don't let Xiao Jiang break it. This paper

I can't understand the words. "

Huang Mao held up the paper and shook it at Jiang Yize.

"Really?" Jiang Yize became interested. He took a look at the four pages and was refreshed:

"This is Xiaozhuan, an ancient Chinese font."

"Fuck, you understand all this?"

"Slightly understand, slightly understand."

These four pages were tattered, as if they were torn from some book.

And the content on the first page made Jiang Yize breathe hard.

On the yellowed paper, a mysterious pattern appeared, and in the middle of this pattern was a character written in small seal script.

wind.

Is it possible? There was a burst of ecstasy in Jiang Yize's heart, the pattern, texture and shape of the font.

It is too similar to the word "block".

He quickly opened the second page.

Another brand new pattern, plus a word "Lin" written in Xiaozhuan, but the ink on this page is green.

The third page is "Fire", bright red.

The fourth page "Mountain", yellow characters on white paper.

When these four pages are connected, that is Fenglin Huoshan?

Although it's only four pages, Jiang Yize already has an idea of ​​what's next.

The pattern is not clear, but the words are clear.

One word is Yin.

Black text on a white background.

One word is thunder.

black and white.

Jiang Yize found a thin book among a pile of books.

That's it.

"Sun Tzu's Art of War", turn to the chapter on military struggle:

It's as swift as the wind, as slow as the forest, as plundering as fire, as immovable as a mountain, as difficult to know as shadow, as moving as thunder!

Looting the township and dividing the masses, dividing the land and profit...

Gu Zhixin interrupted Jiang Yize's behavior of counting water words, curiously said:

"Is this related to Sun Tzu's Art of War?"

Jiang Yize nodded:

"Yes, it should be summed up by the ancestors after reading Sun Tzu's Art of War."

Gu Zhixin nodded thoughtfully:

"I hope my beloved mentor Li Jun, don't arrange these things..."

Jiang Yize is happy, people in this world, since they have supernatural powers, they don't care about the things of their ancestors.

These four pages have done a great deal to him!

Jiang Yize carefully framed the four pages, ready to finish packing the book, and try to see if Feng Lin Huo can do it.

When Jiang Yize reads these books now, his eyes are filled with the feeling of gold mines.

The four of them worked together, and the books in the room were finally cleaned up.

Jiang Yize finally had the time to sit at the table.

With a stretch of his right hand, the brush appeared out of thin air.

As soon as he picked up the pen, Jiang Yize was in a daze.

The wind blowing up the fallen leaves outside the window became even stronger. It seemed that there were still whispers in the wind:

"Let's go with the wind, and we need to be careful behind us."