Chapter 5: Your Uncle, You Beat Your Lao Tzu (Ask for Recommendation Votes)
"Rules are rules. ”
Luo Wei replied lightly: "I brought you here this time, just because I heard you say that your son's endorsement is not good, so I thought I could help you." Along the way, you two fathers and sons took me for a liar, and that's it. Now that I've entered the bookstore and seen real things, it can prove that I didn't lie before. But if you still think of me as a liar, then please go out and walk slowly, I will not keep me. But from now on, you two will be blacklisted from my bookstore and will never be allowed to enter. ”
“......”
There was silence in the store for a while, and even Zhao Li was a little surprised by Luo Wei's words. Only then did he remember the rule he had just seen, the blacklisted regulation. It's just strange that even if a bookstore blacklists people, how can it prevent people from entering?
If his identity is really blacklisted and spread, he will definitely be laughed at by those scumbags. It's just a junk rental bookstore......
Thinking of this, Zhao Li didn't speak, walked straight to the bookshelf, took the textbook and read it. He wanted to see where Luo Wei's hard earth qi was. What other tricks can this broken book have?
Seeing this, Luo Wei walked directly to the cash register, and after looking at the numbers on the display screen on the cash register and starting to charge, he sat down leisurely. On the contrary, it was Zhao Chun, the real cause of this drama, but he was put aside by the two adults, and he was completely confused.
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Zhao Li picked up this junior high school language book, did not open it directly, and first observed it carefully. But what can be special about a language book in the second year of junior high school?
Zhao Li saw that Luo Wei was so confident, and seemed to firmly believe that this textbook could have some magic. In this regard, Zhao Li said that if there was anything special about this book, he would have discovered it a few glances just now.
"Hell, it's just a language book. Can you turn out flowers?"
Zhao Li was deeply skeptical.
The first page of the book, like other books, is all publication information, such as the number of sheets, the number of openings, as well as the editor-in-chief and the editor-in-charge, and the three words of the people's education version also fell into Zhao Li's eyes.
Zhao Li actually hadn't looked through his son's second-year junior high school textbooks, so he couldn't remember exactly what was in the language book. The only impression, like Luo Wei, is that he still has a little foundation left when he was studying. But with his urine back then, he now only has a very simple impression of the book, which is still inferior to Luo Wei.
The only thing I remember is that I know that this book is full of words, what prose, what poems..... But I can't remember the specific content at all.
Zhao Li is looking at the fifth unit, lesson 21, The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring.
Although Zhao Li said that he didn't care about reading before, he didn't memorize any texts, so he didn't feel at ease at all. But such an article is still very impressive, after all, such a magical place as Xanadu is probably what everyone yearns for.
The Peach Blossom Spring, from the hand of Tao Yuanming. The first sentence spreads out the beginning of the whole story.
"In the Jin Taiyuan Dynasty, the people of Jinling fished for their business. Walk by the stream, forget the distance of the road......"
Zhao Li silently recited this first sentence in his heart, only to feel confused in front of him. When I squinted my eyes and opened them again, the bookstore in front of me had already changed its appearance. He didn't even know when he was standing on top of a small boat, where was the bookstore, it was clearly a stream two or three feet wide, and the stream was full of weeping willows. And Zhao Li inexplicably had a few thoughts in his heart, I obviously came to fish, how did I come here, where is this, why did I go so far?
But immediately Zhao Li reacted again, am I reading a book, what kind of fish are I catching, what are I doing?
Before he could react, the scenery by the stream changed again. There was a peach blossom forest, and on both sides of the river, it was definitely a few hundred meters away. There are no other trees in the middle, and the herbs on the ground are bright and beautiful, and if they are newly opened, there are many falling petals, which is a beautiful place.
"I'm rubbing, it's really an eye-opener today, there is absolutely no such place in Seoul!"
Zhao Li was shocked, with today's environmental situation, this kind of place, even the artificial cultivation of the resort, is not there. But the naturally formed ones have long been almost destroyed. If there is a place like this, it is definitely ..... Zhao Li's eyes lit up, and he snorted softly:
"Xanadu!"
He understood, he Zhao Li actually came to the world in the book. Isn't this what the book says:
"What kind of fisherman, who came out to fish, forgot the way home, and then found the peach blossom forest, and finally found the peach blossom spring......"
Zhao Li doesn't have any ink to describe this scene well, and these thoughts in his heart are completely vernacular based on impressions. But this doesn't prevent him, a big old man, from getting excited, what bookstores, texts, and memory are now long forgotten by Zhao Li. He just had an idea, if what he watched was true, then he must see the peach blossom source! If only it could be like watching a movie, there would be a fast-forward button, and Zhao Li would definitely fast-forward to finish this paragraph.
And at this time, a sentence sounded in Zhao Li's head:
"The fisherman is very different, and he wants to go forward again, and he wants to exhaust his forest. When the forest runs out of water, there will be a mountain, and the mountain has a small mouth......"
Zhao Li knew that this was the original text of the Peach Blossom Spring, but at this time, it became a movie narrator. Sure enough, Zhao Li felt that he was moving, and the boat kept moving along the stream, and after a while, he reached the end and saw a mountain and a passage.
If you enter from here, you will find the Peach Blossom Spring. Zhao Li was inexplicably a little excited, and the moment he got off the boat and stepped into the cave, he felt a little depressed, because it was too narrow, just like the narrator's article said that "only a few cents", he walked for a while before he suddenly felt enlightened.
"Really..... Beautiful ......"
When Zhao Li was studying before, he also fantasized about what the so-called paradise would be. But now that I saw it with my own eyes, I was still shocked.
"The land is flat, the houses are like that, and there are good fields, beautiful ponds, and mulberry bamboos. Qianmo traffic, chickens and dogs smell each other. Among them, the men and women are dressed like outsiders. Yellow hair hangs down and is happy. ”
At the same time, Zhao Li's mind once again sounded the words in the article, echoing the beautiful scenery in front of him, and Zhao Li couldn't help nodding again and again.
A big old man, at this moment, will also understand the artistic conception in the text.
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Zhao Li was silent in this sea of books for half an hour, and when he came back to his senses, he looked at a face leaning in front of him, and he was constantly brushing his mouth.....!
"Zhao Chun, your uncle, you dare to beat your old man!"