Bai Xiangbing smiled and said, "You don't have to thank me. If you insist on thanking me, just listen to what I have to say." After saying that, he pulled Zhuang Yangdai to sit down under a tree without any explanation, and said softly: "Sit down too.
."
Zhuang Yangdai responded and sat down next to Bai Xiangbing. Seeing Zhuang Yangdai sit down, Bai Xiangbing looked at the somewhat restrained Zhuang Yangdai and asked, "Do you know what the hanging silk represents and reality?"
Zhuang Yangdai shook his head. Bai Xiangbing saw it and said to himself: "That's right. The word hanging silk is not a word from the spiritual world. It should be a unique term for the earth, or the 21st century... The difference between eras and planes is
trouble."
Bai Xiangbing pondered for a while and then slowly said: "The so-called hanging silk is, uh, I can't say it very clearly anyway. Generally speaking, they are people from poor backgrounds. People like you are called female diaosi. Are you going to prepare it in the future?"
How was it going?"
Zhuang Yangdai said calmly: "It doesn't matter anymore. My grandma and I are the only ones left at home. We often have too much time to take care of one meal and not the next. Grandma spent a year's savings to buy this piano. I have been
I will concentrate on practicing the piano and may become a singer after graduation."
Bai Xiangbing said: "Are you willing?"
Zhuang Yangdai smiled. That indifferent smile made her a little more mature and also gave people a sense of sadness. Bai Xiangbing had seen this kind of smile in some photos of mountainous areas when he was on Earth.
I don’t know what to say about the time.
Zhuang Yangdai quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said: "I am a little unwilling, but... there is nothing I can do, for the sake of life."
Bai Xiangbing rushed in front of her and smiled happily: "It's okay to be unwilling. Everyone should have the unwillingness to be unwilling. This energy is hidden in your bones, and the force that drives this unwillingness is yours."
Heart."
"My heart?" Zhuang Yangdai was stunned: "You are referring to the self-esteem in your heart, right?"
Bai Xiangbing nodded with satisfaction: "Girl, a person's heart is very strong. As long as there is an unwillingness to admit defeat, and under the leadership of self-respect, a kind of self-esteem will erupt that will surprise and scare you."
, fear, the power of fear.”
After a while, Bai Xiangbing said with a smile: "You still want to say reality."
Seeing Zhuang Yangdai nodding, he added, "Do you know what reality is?"
Looking at Zhuang Yangdai without saying a word, he said to himself: "What is reality? Well, it is something that the weak surrender to in order to be content with the status quo. The strong only need to know how to confront reality."
After finishing speaking, he left a sentence and walked away slowly: "Don't worry about reality or hanging thread, just know that reality is used to reverse, hanging thread is used to counterattack, remember it well, don't
Believe in fate, otherwise those fortune tellers on the street would have developed a long time ago."
After walking for a while, he turned around and said: "Don't think about your future so tragically. Young people must have some motivation. If you want, you can go to that stone room to learn piano every day at midnight. I will teach you.
Also, don’t let your cultivation fall behind. If you have the opportunity to enter Yule Villa to practice, then seize the opportunity. At least you and your grandma can live a good life."
"Young time, I will definitely go." Under the tree, a girl wearing a white dress changed her eyes from the past. She was a little less weak, a little more perseverance and self-confidence, and a stubbornness that didn't believe in fate.
…
"Where did you go just now?" As soon as Bai Xiangbing entered the room, he saw Dongfang Yaomeng standing at the door happily, took out a roll of bamboo slips, and asked, "Do you know these words?" Bai Xiangbing entered the room and asked
"I don't understand those words." Dongfang Yaomeng said with a smile, "Not many, just a few."
Bai Xiangbing was a little surprised. After all, Dongfang Yaomeng didn't know many characters. Now he said there were only a few. He was surprised and asked curiously: "Point it out."
Dongfang Yaomeng's actions made Bai Xiangbing dumbfounded for a while. He only saw the white and tender onion fingers crossing: "I don't understand this, I don't understand this, I don't understand this, and this, this, oh, and..."
Bai Xiangbing couldn't stand it anymore and asked, "Is there anyone you know? Tell me."
"Uh, this," he cleared his throat and said, "one, two, three, four, five, six, seven..."
Bai Xiangbing said helplessly: "Stop, you might as well say you don't know them all." Hearing this, Dongfang Yaomeng stuck out her tongue, blushed in embarrassment, and lowered her head.
Bai Xiangbing expressed her helplessness. Although she had known for a long time that she didn't know many words, it was still too many. Basically, she didn't know how to read them: "How did you understand the words on the bounty list before?"
Dongfang Yaomeng's next words left Bai Xiangbing speechless: "Ask people, and you'll know how to do it if you ask more. As for those monsters, my father told me before. I often listen to him. The more you listen, the more you'll know. It can be said that they are
He is so familiar with melons that he even knows their weaknesses."
Bai Xiangbing's mouth twitched: "Encyclopedia..." and asked: "Since your father is so powerful, why doesn't he teach you how to read?"
Dongfang Yaomeng said seriously: "It's not that dad doesn't teach, it's that I don't want to learn." Bai Xiangbing asked, "Why?"
Dongfang Yaomeng looked at Bai Xiangbing's expression and was secretly amused. This was the first time she saw Bai Xiangbing like this. She crossed her hands on her chest and swung her orange ponytail, pretending to be mature and said: "No, no, no."
, It is virtue for a woman to have no talent, don’t you understand.” As soon as this sentence came out, Bai Xiangbing immediately slapped her on the head.
Bai Xiangbing looked at Dongfang Yaomeng covering her forehead and said with an aggrieved look on her face: "Who taught you this sentence? Is it true that women without talent are virtuous? Qianluo has talent, why is she also virtuous? That's not true.
When you say this, your thinking is out of date." When he said this, Bai Xiangbing did not think at all that the thinking of people in the spiritual world was the same as that in ancient China, a society that favored boys over girls. As for the words "your thinking is out of date"
, relative to Bai Xiangbing’s 21st century thinking.
"What..." Dongfang Yaomeng pouted. However, thinking about Bai Xiangbing's words, he also had his own meaning. Most of the people who said this were from poor families, and some rich families, regardless of gender, would give them as gifts.
When going to a private school, the daughters of poor families will be told by their elders that it is virtue for a woman to have no talent. For this reason, the daughter is allowed to stay at home and learn weaving and the like. But Dongfang Yao Meng is a bit special. It seems that she has such a wild temperament.
Qi comes from childhood and has never changed.
"Then what should I do? How about you teach me and let's make this decision!" Bai Xiangbing looked at Dongfang Yaomeng's bright, innocent eyes, clasped his hands in front of his chest, tilted his little head, and tilted his ponytails to one side.
, even though he was not a lolicon, he nodded involuntarily. When he saw Dongfang Yaomeng pounce on him, he raised his head, his big eyes were as cunning as a fox: "I knew you would teach me."
Bai Xiangbing came back to his senses at this time, stretched out his hand and rubbed his forehead and said: "Oh, if I had known I would not be an educator, now I am involved in it, and after chasing Zhuang Yangdai, I still have to teach a dead girl how to read.
Does this count as overtime? Oh, I wonder if Qianluo will get overtime pay?"