Save the Bachelor of Heaven

Tong Xiangyu listened, thought for a moment, and finally nodded.

"Oh, brother, you're too righteous!" Seeing that Xiang Nan gave up his own interests to fulfill everyone's happiness, Lao Bai couldn't help saying gratefully.

"Big mouth, I just want to say I love you!" Lu Xiucai also said gratefully.

Guo Furong was naturally moved too. If it was two taels of silver a month, then she wouldn't have to work for twenty years, as long as two years would be enough.

"Sister-in-law, is my pocket money also going up?" Mo Xiaobei immediately smiled and stretched out her hand when she heard this.

"You still dare to increase your pocket money?! The last time you hit Mr. Zhu, I haven't settled with you yet." Tong Xiangyu immediately said angrily.

"Sister-in-law, it's been a month since that happened, and besides, I've already fixed it." Mo Xiaobei said aggrievedly.

"Have you really changed it?" Tong Xiangyu stared at her and asked, "Look at your classmate Qiu Xiaodong, he beat the national Go player in backgammon;

Look at your classmate Hao Xiaohu, who won the second place in the Junior Piano Competition; and Widow Song's daughter, who won the first place in the Hanlin Academy Calligraphy Competition, although it was the last... But what about you, what are you? When can I do something that makes my sister-in-law proud? "

"Hmph~" Hearing what she said, Mo Xiaobei threw down her chopsticks angrily, and ran straight to the backyard.

"The shopkeeper~" Xiang Nan, Lao Bai, Xiucai, and Xiao Guo all looked at Tong Xiangyu together, thinking that what she said was a bit hurtful.

Although Xiaobei is not as smart, studious, and talented as those children, he is still a sensible child. Moreover, she has just started school after all, so it is too harsh to expect her to become fat in one bite.

...

At this moment, someone shouted outside the door, "Is shopkeeper Tong there?" Then that person walked in, it was Master Zhu from White Horse Academy.

"Ah, Mr. Zhu, what brought you here?" Tong Xiangyu hurried forward when he saw it, "How are you doing recently? Xiaobei is not being naughty anymore, right?"

"Shopkeeper Tong, I'm here to tell you a piece of good news." Mrs. Zhu said with a smile, "Student Xiaobei not only abandons evil and does good, but also learns to recite the Three Character Classic!"

"Really, alas, it's all taught by Mr. Zhu." Tong Xiangyu suddenly said happily.

"Without talent, it's useless to train him!" Mr. Zhu waved his hand and said, "I heard that the grandson of the prefect of Lu has started writing novels?"

Everyone was taken aback, then nodded.

Xiucai said a month ago that he would write a novel, but now it has been a month, and he has not written anything yet.

"Just with his pig brain..." Mr. Zhu shook his head and said, "A mediocre person who only knows how to understand others, he has written a book, will anyone read it?!"

cluck cluck~

Hearing him insulting herself again, Xiucai gritted her teeth angrily.

"Based on his aptitude, he is nothing more than a storyteller." Master Zhu continued, "It's better to find a land and grow crops properly.

Otherwise, being a handyman, feeding pigs, growing vegetables, pouring slop, etc., is better than writing novels. Well, farewell, farewell! "

"Suffering such a great humiliation, how can I live!" Lu Xiucai saw him humiliating himself in every possible way, and wished he could rush up to fight him, but fortunately, everyone stopped him with all their strength.

"Xiucai, is it useful even if you beat him to death? You still can't wash away your shame." Xiang Nan persuaded, "In my opinion, you must either work hard to study hard, or write your novel. Only in this way can Zhu Mister is impressed."

"Big mouth is right, you have to be strong to strike an iron." Bai Zhantang nodded and said, "If you want to convince Mr. Zhu, you have to show decent grades."

"Yes, the more he looks down on you, the more you have to live up to it." Guo Furong also persuaded, "Think carefully, don't do stupid things."

After hearing this, Lu Xiucai went back to the backyard in silence.

...

After another day, the shopkeeper began to invite Xiucai, Laobai, and Xiaoguo to teach Xiaobei how to learn art. Xiucai taught chess, Lao Bai taught flute playing, and Xiao Guo taught writing.

After listening to Master Zhu's words yesterday, she thought that Xiao Bei was a man who could be cultivated, so she planned to make great efforts to train her. Because Xiang Nan only knows cooking skills and martial arts, he escaped by luck.

However, this trinity teaching method is obviously a bit eager for success. After a few days of training, Xiaobei not only failed to develop any hobbies or talents, but instead developed a great resistance to these.

"Don't study, don't study, I don't study anything." She lost her temper at Xiucai, Lao Bai, and Xiao Guo, throwing inkstones, chess pieces, flutes, and brushes all over the room.

"Shopkeeper, we understand your hope that your child will become a dragon. But as the saying goes, you can't eat too much." Xiang Nan persuaded, "Educate your children step by step. How can you expect to dig a well with a shovel."

"That's right, shopkeeper, interest is cultivated slowly. If you force Xiaobei like this, you are just spoiling the growth. Not only will you not be able to cultivate talents, but it will make Xiaobei tired of learning." Lu Xiucai also persuaded.

"Yeah, it's like learning internal skills. If you let her learn three things at once, you won't be afraid of her going crazy." Xiao Guo also said.

"Everyone is right. Just listen to the voices of the grassroots. It's not good to act arbitrarily." Bai Zhantang also persuaded.

Tong Xiangyu considered for a long time, finally nodded, and agreed to seek Xiaobei's opinion on cultivating interests, and choose learning goals based on her interests.

In the end, Mo Xiaobei chose to study painting.

...

After a few days of thinking, Xiucai decided to start writing martial arts novels.

"I don't take what other people say to me anymore." Xiucai said, "I write novels because I want to write. I have a desire to confide. I want to express the stories that happened around me in another way. It is enough to record it in a way.”

"Then have you decided what to write?" Bai Zhantang asked curiously.

"Martial arts." Xiucai explained.

"Do you know what martial arts is?" Guo Furong asked with a smile.

"It's the grievances and grievances in the world, and the love and hatred between children!" Xiucai laughed.

"Then do you know what Jianghu is?" Xiang Nan asked.

"Aren't you all from the rivers and lakes? I can just ask you." Lu Xiucai said.

Bai Zhantang nodded, "Is there any topic?"

"I haven't thought about it yet." Lu Xiucai shook his head.

"Then I'll think of one for you, called "The Legend of the White-haired Devil." Bai Zhantang laughed.

"I wrote about martial arts, not gods and monsters." Lu Xiucai vetoed.

"I have one, it's called "Shooting Bird Heroes", it tells the story of a foolish boy with mediocre talents, after going through hardships, he finally becomes a generation of heroes." Guo Furong suggested.

"Vulgar, and petty." Lu Xiucai vetoed again, "I want to write about the entire martial arts world."

"Then write "The Twelve Parts of the Dragon". A monk, a playboy, and a hero, beat them all together." Mo Xiaobei said again.

"I don't know what to say, you have to think about the story first before you tell me." Lu Xiucai curled her lips and said.

"Then it's called "The Swordsman's Ruthless Sword". It's about a big conspiracy to destroy the martial arts world." Tong Xiangyu also suggested.

"It's really bad, and it's fake. I want to write about the real world. My world is my decision!" Lu Xiucai said sonorously, and then wrote four large characters on the paper - "Wulin Biography".