The strange situation with religious overtones surprised Su Jinluo. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info but since she drowned, after experiencing a series of unimaginable things such as rebirth, space, and forgetting, she feels less suspicious.

The surprise was just a flash, and these sounds that were almost hypnotic admonition did not make Su Jinluo have too many mood swings.

Baizhu opened his eyes and looked at Su Jinluo in a slightly surprised manner. He couldn't imagine how a child who was less than seven years old could have such a calm temperament. It was he who took over the position of medical deity in his twenties, but when he heard the Sanskrit sound of the admonition, he woke up from his addiction, and he couldn't help but be shocked and couldn't return to his senses for a long time.

Su Jinluo sat cross-legged, his eyes looking directly at Baizhu, calm and peaceful. In this sandalwood Zen room, it is even more peaceful and peaceful, just looking at her quietly, and being in the same space with her, there is a feeling of peace of mind.

"Grandpa Bai, the fasting prayer before the inheritance, is there anything else besides listening to the teachings?"

Bai Zhu came back to his senses in Su Jinluo's inquiry, and looked at her calm and pure, clear but bottomless eyes, and all his thoughts and emotions calmed down for a while.

He said: "In addition to listening to the teachings in the morning class every day, I usually concentrate and meditate and prepare for the inheritance!" ”

Su Jinluo nodded abruptly, seeing that Baizhu had no intention of getting up, she got up and said, "Grandpa Bai, then I'll leave first!" ”

"Go ahead! Ate breakfast and play with Hibiscus! Baizhu waved his hand, closed his eyes, and began to quietly recite something in his mouth.

Park Hee-geun was already waiting in the dining room to see her arrive. Immediately waved his hand: "Sister Luoluo!" ”

"Hibiscus, it's morning!" Su Jinluowen smiled softly and sat down face to face with Park Hee-geun. Looking at the breakfast on the table, it was all Chinese. But there are so many quantities that the two of them can eat.

"Is there anyone else who wants to come for breakfast but us?" Su Jinluo asked in surprise.

Park Hee-geun glanced at her blankly and shook his head: "No! ”

At this time, a middle-aged woman in her forties, wearing an apron, came from the side and explained with a smile: "The master forgot to ask you what you like to eat, so let's make a little of everything." She said as she poured the freshly squeezed soy milk for Su Jinluo and Park Hee-geun.

"Thank you!" Su Jinluo said lightly, "Actually, you don't have to be so troublesome. I'm not a picky eater. As long as it's not too oily or too flavorful. These are fine. I loved the Chinese breakfast! ”

In the past few days, until the end of the inheritance ceremony, Su Jinluo has to stay here in Baizhu. She doesn't have to go to school. followed Park Hee-geun to her study. It's just that Park Hee-geun has classes in the morning, and every day she has a full schedule, mostly learning various musical instruments and dances.

Park Hee-geun took her to the study and left, and when she left, she didn't forget to say seriously: "Sister Luoluo, there are musical instruments and books in the study, and I will come back to accompany you at about eleven o'clock!" ”

Su Jinluo smiled and nodded, compared to the last hurried sweep, this really had time to look at Park Hee-geun's study.

His eyes first rested on the bookshelf on the side, looking at the music books and original language books. She pulled out a random book and sat down at the desk next to her. Get ready to watch. His gaze was fixed on a notebook spread out on the desk.

The slightly immature words are neat and clean, delicate and atmospheric. But what intrigued her even more was what was written in the notebook, which was clearly a story, a childlike children's story, but unexpectedly fascinating.

couldn't help but be attracted by the story, and for a while he forgot the habit of not being able to look at other people's personal belongings at will, and looked at them page by page.

It wasn't until he finished reading the thin volume that Su Jinluo suddenly came back to his senses. While being surprised, I don't forget to remember whether there was such a story in the previous life. She doesn't exist at all in her memory, otherwise with the excitement of this story, it is impossible that she will not be popular, and it is impossible that she will not know.

But there was nothing, and she couldn't help but wonder if the storybook was not published in the previous life for various reasons, or if it belonged to her butterfly fan.

From this familiar self, she can see at a glance that the author of this fairy tale is her friend Park Hee-geun.

She wondered in her heart, isn't this world different from before?

But when I think of the brother who appeared in this life, I didn't have it in the previous life. In her heart, she was relieved that she did not covet the prophet and gained too much, and there was not much difference between the same.

Moreover, so far, except for the existence of her brother and the trajectory of her family, the current national events and development situation are no different from the previous life.

Putting down the notebook, Su Jinluo had no interest in reading. Placing the book back in the distance, she did it in front of the piano, her fingers sliding,

Although she can't go to school or leave here for a few days, it doesn't mean that her piano has to stop. The time of the piano competition is getting closer and closer day by day, and Su Jinluo has to spend more time on it.

Although she didn't have the hope and idea of winning the championship, she couldn't pass the preliminary round, which was obviously not what she wanted.

After two hours of piano practice, Park Hee-geun returned. Seeing Su Jinluo playing the piano, he immediately quietly walked to Su Jinluo and sat down side by side with her, listening quietly until she finished playing.

Su Jinluo raised his hand, turned his head and smiled warmly, "Xiao Jin, I'm back!" ”

Park Hee-geun nodded, "I just took a guqin lesson!" Sister, have you been playing the piano all morning? She asked, confused.

Su Jinluo stretched out his finger and pointed to the desk, shook his head again, and said, "No, I read the story you wrote." Sorry I didn't ask you beforehand! ”

Park Hee-geun didn't care at all, but looked at her with sparkling eyes, and asked expectantly, "Sister Luoluo, what do you think of my writing?" ”

Su Jinluo praised unabashedly, "Very well written and attractive." ”

Park Hee-geun was even happier, with a little excitement and expectation in her eyes, and continued: "Sister Na Luoluo, do you think my book can be published?" How much money can I earn? ”

Su Jinluo looked at Park Xijin in surprise, making money?

It's hard to imagine that a five-year-old child would have such thoughts. She doesn't count herself, although she is not yet seven years old, but she has a twenty-five-year-old core. Plus the years I have lived since I was reborn, I am already in my thirties.

She asked curiously, "How did you remember to make money?" ”

Park Hee-geun did not hide it, and said seriously: "Because I want to learn too many things and use too much money." However, I don't want to spend too much on Mom and Dad! ”

So Jinluo was surprised by Park Hee-geun's idea, and he didn't expect this reason at all. How could she, who was only a few years old, have such thoughts.

However, she vaguely guessed that this reason was related to some of Park Xijin's privacy, and it was probably inconvenient to say, but she was embarrassed to ask. So instead of continuing to ask, he began to evaluate the value of this storybook for her.

However, she doesn't know much about the children's book market, and she can't say specifically, so she can only analyze it based on her feelings.

"I don't know how much money you're going to make for this book, but the odds are pretty good. The stories you write are childlike and philosophical, and they are vividly described in personification of various animals. Moreover, it seems to be a serialized story! ”

Su Jinluo suddenly thought that Park Xijin's story is somewhat similar to the popular Pleasant Goat and Big Big Wolf in later generations, but they are a group of sheep and two wolves, but Park Xijin's story is that there are all kinds of animals, and they are very different, but it has a kind of Grimm fairy tale.

Park Hee-geun listened to Su Jinluo's words and nodded hurriedly, "Eun-en, there are many stories behind me!" ”

Su Jinluo continued: "In fact, compared to the text copyright of children's books, if your storybook is changed into comics or cartoons in the future, it will earn far more than the text copyright can be compared, and there are even peripheral toys, backpacks, clothes and other items generated by storybooks!" ”

Hearing this, the joy in Park Hee-jin's eyes had turned into doubt, and he sighed secretly in his heart, Su Jinluo knew so much. However, it is foreseeable that if it is really as she said, then her initial goal can be achieved.

Su Jinluo only thought that Park Xijin didn't understand what she was talking about, after all, what she mentioned, few people usually think of it, and they will mention it. Therefore, it is normal for Park Hee-geun not to understand.

In this regard, Su Jinluo could only suggest: "You write about ten episodes and put them in the magazine to try it, see if it works!" She didn't know about the convenience of publishing books and magazines. But I have already made up my mind, and I went back to ask Park Yunnuan.

For three days, Su Jinluo spent most of his time in Park Hee-geun's study. During this period, she saw Park Hee-geun for the first time, either playing, beating, or playing various instruments.

After seeing her schedule, she really understood Park Hee-geun's dedication to her dreams, and all the time was full, except for classes, the rest of the time was planned to practice music or dance non-stop. In the evenings, it is time for her to study, learning a variety of foreign languages.

For now, there are French, Korean and English for Park Hee-geun. The first two are already proficient in conversation, and English is still being learned.

Therefore, in the evening, Su Jinluo took on the role of a teacher, teaching Park Hee-geun's foreign language.

In a flash, three days were up.

On the morning of the third day, after eating breakfast, Su Jinluo did not go to Park Hee-geun's study again. She went back to her room to rest for a while, and after about half an hour, the servants carried a large barrel into her room.

Then, a man carried a wooden bucket and poured steaming hot water into the large wooden barrel. A faint scent of herbs, mixed with an imperceptible medicinal fragrance.

After the hot water in the wooden barrel was mixed with eight points, the housekeeper walked in with a servant holding a costume, put the clothes on her bed, and then said respectfully: "Miss Su, at this time, please bathe and cleanse yourself in the clothes of the inheritance ceremony." The master asked me to tell you that in an hour, the inheritance ceremony officially began! ”