Chapter 1110: The Book Quiet World
Zheng Xuguang held the seed of Shujing Lotus and left the secret space, feeling a little depressed.
He somewhat regretted that he had shot too quickly.
In this way, the liquidity that I have saved for a long time is suddenly stretched, and I don't know how long it will take to save another four-figure figure.
After calming down for a long time, Zheng Xuguang finally came back to his senses, and then Zheng Xuguang thought carefully about the function of this new variety of plant seed.
"Functional small plant space, which can be used by a single person to study, improve concentration ......"
After studying the simple introduction, Zheng Xuguang patted his thigh and said with annoyance: "It cost seven hundred units of crystal source body, and I actually got a plant study back, can I sell it?"
Zheng Xuguang, who has not personally used the Shujing Lotus, cannot yet experience the state of learning in the lotus.
He could only follow the introduction information, find a vacant corner at home, and plant this Shujing lotus.
Then, he took out his mobile phone and logged in to the forum of the secret realm entrant to check if there was any information on the price of Shujing Lotus. If he can sell it for a high price, it will not be in vain for him to use most of his wealth.
It's a pity.
This plant is estimated to be really new.
Zheng Xuguang's snapping speed is really fast.
Now on the forum, there is really no price positioning about it.
A day later, the list of plants in the secret realm was updated with the introduction of Shujing Lotus. It's probably because everyone hasn't planted it, so the information introduced is exactly the same as what Zheng Xuguang got from the secret realm, and there is not much content worth referring to.
Therefore, Zheng Xuguang didn't plan to sell Shujing Lotus right now, he planted it first, studied it thoroughly, and was thinking about finding customers.
When Zheng Xuguang came home from work, his wife was busy in the kitchen, preparing meals for the family, while his son, who was in his second year of high school, was locked in his room, not knowing what he was studying.
Just put down the briefcase, took a sip of water, and walked out of the kitchen with green vegetables, his wife's face was not good, she glanced at him, leaned in and whispered: "An An's half-term results have come out, and more than a hundred have dropped." ”
Probably for all parents, the effect of this sentence is the feeling of sudden dark clouds rolling in on a sunny day, and pouring rain in the blink of an eye.
Zheng Xuguang rubbed his temples, had a headache, and followed his wife into the kitchen.
Even an enviable secret realm entrant is tied down when faced with this kind of problem, and he doesn't know how to help his children.
When the child grows up, he can neither use strong measures nor let himself go, which is really a dilemma.
"What does the teacher say?"
"It's not all about those problems, my mind is not on learning, I don't leave mobile games, I don't leave my class, I don't have enough work after class. Zheng Xuguang's wife, Tan Hongyan, is an accountant who is currently working under pressure and is planning to continue her training. But women's lives are not only about work, but also about family chores, with parents and in-laws, and sons to worry about.
Even if Zheng Xuguang becomes an entrant to the secret realm and his family is much more financially well-off, Tan Hongyan does not give up her career because of this, and completely relies on her husband, but thinks about being able to take a higher level certificate.
It's just that after a busy day of work and housework, she often consumes energy, reads and studies, and feels distracted.
Therefore, she often envies her son, and at the same time hates iron and steel.
has the time to study wholeheartedly, but she doesn't know how to cherish it, thinking about American dramas, games, and comics all day long, waiting for her age, and wanting to sit down and read books for an hour, she will be affected by all kinds of trivial things, how can they have free time to study.
It's a pity that the young man did not hesitate to wait for the passage of time and regret it too late.
A family of three, each with its own sorrows.
Zheng Ming'an, who closed the door and locked the room, grabbed his hair and looked at his report card with annoyance.
Learning is like sailing against the current, and if you don't advance, you will retreat.
For some reason, since he was in high school, it has been difficult for him to focus on his studies.
The comics of country J are new, the American dramas you love to watch are updated, and then you can look at the Internet, brush up on the circle of friends, play one or two games of pesticides, and the time is gone.
Every morning I read class, hold my classmates' homework and copy wildly, and deal with the teacher.
When the test results come out, I will regret and be annoyed, and secretly work hard to make a full study plan for myself. To review the outline, to be English words, to question sea tactics, to memorize ancient texts......
It's a pity that the plan was perfect, and it was only left on paper.
In less than two days, he returned to his aimless rhythm, his homework was always handed in last, and he was improvised, anxious, but it never changed.
Zheng Mingan himself was also anxious.
It's going to be the third year of high school soon, and if it goes on like this, this study will be wasted.
However, he also knows the severity of the problem, but he can't change it.
As soon as I looked at my homework and memorized words, I couldn't help yawning, I was so sleepy that I burst into tears, and when I picked up my mobile phone, I was refreshed again.
After the end of the half-term, a month passed in a blink of an eye.
Zheng Ming'an's learning situation has not changed, but because of his backward schoolwork, he has given up on himself, has inner contradictions, is frustrated but lacks action.
It was also at this time that the Shujing lotus planted by Zheng Xuguang at home was in full bloom.
After Zheng Ming'an got out of class, he played basketball at school for an hour, sweating profusely, and when he came home, he saw a white lotus flower in the corner of the wall occupying a full corner of the living room, the petals opened, and the faint and quiet fragrance permeated the room, diluting the smell of sweat all over his body, which made people inexplicably shocked.
The heart of the lotus flower is a pale yellow lotus-like platform that seems large enough for one person to sit down.
And his parents, Zheng Xuguang and Tan Hongyan, were curiously standing next to this giant white lotus, circling around, not knowing what they were studying.
"Mom and Dad, this plant is blooming?"
Since Zheng Xuguang became an entrant to the secret realm, strange plants have appeared in the house from time to time, and the house has almost become a botanical garden.
Zheng Ming'an also spent a lot of time on the Internet to learn about the plants in the secret realm, and he was secretly happy when he thought that someone else could exchange a hard-to-find plant directly from the secret realm.
He also knew that with the help of the secret plants, his family's economy was much more prosperous.
"Well, it's blooming, do you want to squat in and give it a try?" Zheng Xuguang smiled at his son and said meaningfully.
He troubled his son's studies this month, and then unknowingly, he linked this matter with Shujing Lotus.
Didn't the introduction of Shujing Lotus say that this is a small plant space, also known as a plant learning room, which can help children improve their concentration, so why not give it to your own children?
"What?" Zheng Ming'an didn't understand his father's words at all.
The phrase "squat in and give it a try" sounds so strange.
Zheng Xuguang told Zheng Ming'an about the role of Shujing Lotus. Zheng Xuguang, who is already very familiar with the plant recycling station and plant gym that is often used on the streets of Jingcheng City, couldn't help jumping up and shouting when he heard this plant space function: "I want to try it." ”
He didn't change his sweaty clothes, and his muscles still felt tired after exercise, so he put down his schoolbag, took out his Chinese textbook, and walked into the Big Lotus Center with long legs.
Zheng Ming'an looked at the lotus petals in amazement, and began to slowly close them as he sat in the center of the flower.
When the petals were completely closed, he couldn't see his parents at all, and all the sounds around him disappeared, as if he was the only one left in the whole world.
The light inside the lotus flower comes from nowhere, it is very soft, and the sight of reading is very comfortable.
Observing the situation inside the lotus, Zheng Ming'an only took a few seconds, and then quickly opened the Chinese textbook under the instinct drive.
In the Chinese textbook, there are a lot of notes, all of which are written by the teacher in the classroom, which is said to be the focus of the exam. He copied it, but never looked at it after class.
After Zheng Ming'an went to high school, he coped with memorizing texts, often relying on his cleverness, temporarily reciting, dealing with teachers and exams, and not memorizing them, and forgetting most of them the next day.
He opened the textbook, and the most important one of the texts in the second year of high school was "The Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng", and he memorized it several times, each time it was a temporary reinforcement of memory, so that he could only remember three or four layers of sentences when he recalled it now.
"Yuzhang Ancient County, Hongdu New Mansion. The stars are divided into wings, and the ground is connected to Henglu. Three rivers and five lakes......" Zheng Ming'an's eyes fell on the pages of the book, and all his thoughts were immediately immersed in the beautiful rhyme and sprinkled words, and he couldn't help but whisper.
He seems to have returned to more than 1,000 years ago, when the genius poet Wang Bo wrote this beautiful picture that has been passed down through the ages on the Pavilion of King Teng, lyrically.
Originally, he only regarded these ancient texts as irritating schoolwork, and memorizing them was to complete the task head-on. Today, for the first time, he discovered that it could be passed down through the ages, and that the reading beauty brought by its words was unattainable by other vernacular texts.
Zheng Ming'an was immersed in this classic prose that infected China for thousands of years, and he recited the "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng" over and over again in the book Jing Lotus.
Before I knew it, forty minutes had passed.
In these forty minutes, he never remembered the addictive game, nor did he think about today's update, and even left the hunger in his stomach behind, and memorized this ancient masterpiece word for word.
This kind of recitation is not the same as before, and it is forgotten the next day.
In fifty minutes, he carefully considered every word of this ancient text, carefully understanding the meaning of each sentence, instead of rote memorization as usual.
The effect of reading and memorizing in this way is that no matter which single word phrase is taken out of the text, Zheng Ming'an can interpret it freely. And the translation of the sentences in the text is even more accurate and correct. If the assessment is dictated, no matter which sentence is extracted, Zheng Mingan can supplement the words before and after, word for word.
This kind of learning effect is something he has never experienced before.
To sum it up in one sentence, it's super cool!
Zheng Ming'an remembers what a former student said when he introduced his learning experience.
Learning itself is a very happy thing, as long as you can find this happiness, there is no need for external threats, no external temptations, just simple learning, can bring people a happy time.
Zheng Mingan scoffed at this sentence at the time, and secretly thought that this top student was pretending to be forced.
But when he was in this lotus flower, he really experienced what his former classmate called "the happiness brought by learning".
An hour passed, the giant lotus petals unfolded, and Zheng Xuguang and his wife Tan Hongyan saw their son sitting in the flower with a book in hand.
He was in a trance, and suddenly left the quiet Shujing Lotus World, and was stunned for a long time before he blinked his eyes and shouted: "Dad, don't sell this big lotus!"