Lying Win: My villains are all reborn

Chapter 148 They finally waited for this day (Second update, please support me, good noon)

"Okay, you need to strengthen yourself, brother, my mother is here."

Wen Nian interrupted the eldest son and said, "Xinxin also studies seriously and don't get distracted."

After settling the two elders, Wen Nian looked at the younger son again: "Qing'er, mommy is teaching you something new, do you want to learn it?"

"OK."

Although Jiaqing doesn't know why his mother takes special care of him, since his mother wants to teach him, he should study hard.

"Well, let's go to your room so as not to disturb your brothers and sisters."

Wen Nian picked up his youngest son and returned to the brothers' room, then picked up a pen and paper and started writing quickly.

"Qing'er, what mom is teaching you now, you don't need to understand the truth immediately."

After she finished writing, she put down the pen, picked up what she had just written and said to her youngest son, "You just need to remember the content first, and then slowly understand its meaning later, you know?"

"Um."

The little guy's pink face was tense, not to mention how serious he was, "Qing'er, listen to mommy."

"Be good, come and read with mom."

Seeing that he understood, she pointed at the words she had just written and taught her each word one by one, "It's noon on the day of hoeing, and the sweat drips from the soil, but who knows..."

Yes, the first poem she taught her young son was this five-character quatrain.

These days, through the seniors of the Literary and Art Association, Wen Nian discovered that except for those foreign things, not a single masterpiece of ancient Chinese classics has been handed down in this world.

Not only those classics, but also some modern things that promote positive energy are pitiful.

Whether it is literature, music, calligraphy, painting, and many other aspects, all the good things that should appear in China have not appeared at this time.

Wen Nian knew that he had a long way to go if he wanted to help everyone recover.

Now she was teaching her children quatrains, and Jiaqing was studying very seriously.

After the child has read several passages and can memorize it, he stops and then starts to draw pictures under the quatrain.

Poems paired with paintings are the best classic works.

Only in this way will it be easier for children to understand.

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"This, this, this...this is Teacher Wen Nian's new work."

About a week later, magazines in several major cities across the country simultaneously received articles that were suitable for publication in their own magazines.

And they were all sent from Wen Nian.

Just like now in Kyoto's "Women's Friends" magazine, a story titled "Liu Guyuelan", a hero who resisted the enemy, appeared in the hands of editors.

The editors burst into tears when they saw the plot of the story.

"As expected of Teacher Wen Nian, writing propaganda about heroic deeds is unique. Why didn't we think of describing it from an individual before?"

"The key point is that this is a female hero, which just meets the publication requirements of our magazine."

"Everyone, wait a minute. I called Mr. Yun and the others. The seniors will be here soon."

"We will discuss how to arrange this article when the seniors arrive."

At the same time, "Folklore" magazine received the article titled "Pangu Opened the Sky", which also aroused excitement among the editors.

In addition, what "Childlike Heart" received here is the song "Hoeing".

Just when Mr. Yun received a call from the editor of "Women's Friends", Mr. Ding from "Childlike Heart", Mr. Zhou from "Folklore" and Mr. Zhuang from "Chinese Heritage" all received calls inviting them to taste the masterpieces.

When these old people hurried to the corresponding magazine and read the articles sent by Wen Nian, these old people were all moved to tears.

How many years?

How many years have they been waiting for someone to finally break this mysterious power and present these wonderful stories and poems in words?

They finally waited for this day.

(End of chapter)