They all want me to be the villain

Su Ye, under the leadership of Master Zhong, worshiped the saint's statue, accepted the heavy and outrageous apprenticeship ceremony, and knelt down to kowtow to Master Zhong in the last step. Master Zhong wanted to refuse, but he was not someone who valued these things, but he couldn't defeat Xiangnan.

Princess, after receiving Su Ye's bow, Master Zhong helped Su Ye up and said in a deep voice:

"From today on, you are my direct disciple. As my disciple, you just need to remember one thing: to have a clear conscience."

"Disciple Su Ye must keep it in mind and never dare to forget it."

"good."

After everything was over, several people gathered in Master Zhong's house.

"Master, long time no see." Su An smiled.

"Yes, long time no see. Who would have thought that the most naughty boy back then would now be the King of Shonan who has guarded the border for more than ten years and made his enemies famous and fearful."

"I still remember you at that time..." Mrs. Zhong's face showed nostalgia: "Compared to you, Su Ye is much more well-behaved."

"Just take it as a compliment." Su An replied.

The two chatted for a while, and then Su An took the princess and left. The rest was a private matter between their master and apprentice.

Su Ye came to Master Zhong with tea and said with a smile: "Master, this apprenticeship is quite solemn."

"Solemn, too solemn. I'm already old and still have to mess around with you." Master Zhong said, but the frown he had before was nowhere to be seen. Even the wrinkles were almost gone, and he couldn't even hide his smile.

"Su Ye, when are you going to enter the world of literature and art? There are not many days left in this academy competition. If it drags on any longer, it will be a joke if you lose to White Horse Academy."

"Just today."

…

Master Zhong smiled as he watched Su Ye disappear in front of him. As the chief minister of the Imperial Academy and the actual controller of the Book Mountain and the Ocean of Literature, why did he start a small stove for his closed disciple?

Mr. Yuan led the way for Su Ye. As for the Master's behavior, he thought it would be great if the Master was happy. Before he became a disciple, he also felt that Shushan Literary Sea was a holy place for scholars. Those who entered Shushan Literary School to study were favored by the literary movement.

He is the proud son of heaven, and he yearns to be such a person.

Although Shushan Wenhai is still a holy place in his mind, since he became a master, he went to Shushan Wenhai more times than he did with his mother-in-law.

Master Zhong is not a saint, and Mr. Yuan feels that if a saint were alive, he might not be able to replace Master Zhong in his heart.

The saint is unattainable, but the master has flesh and blood. If his thoughts were known to others, he would never be able to eat the pig's head in his lifetime.

"arrive."

"There is no limit to learning and working hard on a boat."

There is a tall stone tablet at the entrance of Wenhai. These seven words are engraved on the stone tablet. It is said that this was carved by the saint himself. Some people say that this stone tablet has been standing here since the day Wenhai was born.

"If you want to cross the Wenhai, you must first have your own book boat. In the Wenhai, your body's cultivation will be suppressed, you will not be able to use spells, and you will not be able to fly." Mr. Yuan pointed at the Wenhai and said:

"On the sea of ​​literature, everyone faces different challenges. Some people are trapped in their own ambitions and cannot extricate themselves. Some people succumb to their own weakness and drown in the sea of ​​literature. In the sea of ​​literature, everything depends on you."

Su Ye kept Mr. Yuan's words in mind and looked at the tall stone stele standing there. The stone stele looked like it was made in nature. Except for those seven words, there was no more blank space. This also eliminated the possibility of someone cheating by carving famous quotes on the stele.

Although it was not directed at him, he still felt very disappointed. He had copied a lot of poems from this chapter.

Su Ye had a thought in his mind and said: "Brother, this sea of ​​literature has no boundaries, where is the boat?"

"Shuzhou will appear in your heart when you walk to the beach." Mr. Yuan said.

"Be prepared, I will wait for you at Shushan."

Su Ye looked at Wen Hai, took a deep breath, and felt a little uneasy, just like a student facing an exam. Although he is confident, he still feels a little uneasy before starting.

Walking onto the pier, the entire pier on the Wenhai Sea is white. It has been nourished by Wenqi for a long time. If you knock off a piece of it, you can create an extraordinary magic weapon.

Only one step away from the sea of ​​literature, Su Ye felt that something seemed to be taking root in his heart. Then, in front of him, the shadow of a ship gradually became clear. The ship was completely black, and it was incompatible with the pure white sea of ​​literature.

Su Ye looked at the small boat in astonishment, like a black sharp blade. When he turned around, he found that Mr. Yuan's mouth had been opened wide and had not been closed for a long time.

"Mr. Yuan, is this my Shuzhou?" Su Ye asked.

Hardened, his fist hardened, Mr. Yuan looked at Su Ye's black boat. He knew that people cannot make generalizations, but why was Su Ye's boat, while his was just a canoe.

When he came to Su Ye's side, Mr. Yuan's stubborn head fluttered in the wind, and he smiled and said: "It's possible in the sea of ​​literature."

After the words fell, a ten-foot-long green boat appeared. Mr. Yuan boarded the boat channel, looked down at Su Ye, and said with a smile: "I'll wait for you at Shushan."

Then disappeared into the thick fog.

"Mr. Yuan is so powerful. I don't know how shocked Shuzhou is in Daozi's heart."

Boarding the black ship, there is no oar on the black ship, it is clean and empty except for the hull.

Su Ye was about to fumble around when he was surprised to find that Shuzhou beneath him started to move on his own.

Arriving at the bow of the ship, Su Ye looked around. The surroundings were shrouded in thick fog, and his consciousness was unable to leave his body. He didn't know how far away from the shore he was, and he also lost his direction.

〖Yebao's book boat is not reflected in the anime at all. It is said to be a boat, but the result is the same as a fisherman going out to sea to catch fish.〗

〖Hahaha, so vivid.〗

〖The writing style is not good either. How can a mountain of books and a sea of ​​literature be like this? Other authors have written so well.〗

〖You you on the line.〗

〖No need to use it, I don’t want to be scolded by you, so I’ll probably delete it later.〗

〖I thought it was something recent, so the system deleted it.〗

〖What the heck, just give the pot to the idiot.〗

〖……

〖There is a road to the mountain of books, hard work is the path, and there is no limit to the sea of ​​learning. The boat is made by hard work. Su Ye's suffering comes from his struggle against fate. The more indifferent he is, the more fragile his heart is.〗

〖Come back after reading the latest chapter, the prophet is upstairs.〗

〖If this Wenhai were me, I would definitely perish. I would reproduce the most beautiful things in my heart, even though I know they are fake, but they are also what I long for most.〗

〖Beauty, fear, hope, despair. This test of literary talents is really outrageous, and I almost fell into ruin several times. Although the protagonist next door looks difficult, he has failed, just like playing.〗

〖……

Su Ye was stunned. He looked at what the observers said, ignored the irrelevant content, and murmured: "The beauty, fear, hope, and despair in my mind. What could that be?"

The book boat was still sailing on the sea of ​​literature, and the fog in front gradually thinned. Su Ye looked up and saw a familiar building coming into view. On the plaque above were four gilded characters: "Prince's Palace of Southern Hunan."

Shuzhou touched the building and disappeared. Su Ye stepped forward, took a deep breath, pushed open the palace door, and walked in.