Park Ji-sub sat on the floor of his bedroom, his fingers shaking in the air boredly. And in front of him, there is a book "One Hundred Things You Need to Pay Attention to When Learning Piano".

"Ji-sub, don't look at it, eat ice cream."

In a babbling sound, Park Ji-yeon blushed and rushed in with two cones and a little sweat stain on her head.

"Thank you, slave!" Park Ji-sub absentmindedly took the ice cream, his eyes still staring at the book in front of him.

"Hey, it's summer vacation, can't you have a good time?" Park Ji-yeon slapped the book and said angrily.

"Okay, wait until I'm done with this page." Park Ji-sub smiled and removed his sister's hand, and then said lightly.

Park Ji-yeon looked at each other angrily, her heart full of resentment. The younger brother who used to be a follower to himself is now like those adults, busy every day and doesn't know what to do.

"Slave, what are you going to play?" Park Ji-sub closed the book, licked the ice cream in his hand and said with a smile.

"Don't play anymore, it's boring!" The little girl's mouth curled, and she turned her head away from her brother in dissatisfaction.

Park Ji-sub smiled bitterly, if he had time, he would naturally accompany his sister. But there are still six years left until 2009, and there are only so many opportunities left for him to change his fate. If he doesn't do anything before that, then he will be reborn in vain.

Just when he was about to say a few more jokes to tease his sister, the bedroom door was suddenly pushed open, and his cheap mother stood at the door with excitement on her face and looked at her son and said, "Ji-sub, come out for a while." ”

"Didn't Abba say he wouldn't let me go out?" Park Ji-sub pretended to be pitiful and said.

"It's he who asked you to come out, don't bother! I'll be a little better later. The young woman smiled and patted the other man's little head, and then walked out of the bedroom happily.

Park Ji-sub nodded as he said, and then looked at his sister, who was also full of doubts: "Let's go, let's go and have a look." ”

"Cut, if you don't say I'll go." Park Ji-yeon glanced at her younger brother, and then followed the other party downstairs.

The two followed the young woman, and when they came to the living room, they found that there was a middle-aged man in the house who was very well-dressed. The other party wears a black half-rimmed glasses and a straight waist! With his hands on his knees, he was chatting with his own Abba. After seeing Park Ji-sub coming, the other party's expression became very exciting.

At first he was incredulous, and then he took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes! Then he opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he seemed to be afraid of something, and finally he could only smile and say gently: "Park Fanyeol XI, this is your son, the author of "Jin Hancai's Travels"? ”

"yes, I watched him write it with my own eyes." Park Fanyeol's tone was full of pride and said smugly.

"Godson is well-behaved, congratulations to Park Fanlie XI." The man coughed and took a few deep breaths: "Trouble, can you let me communicate with your son alone?" ”

"No problem, Editor Su is casual." Park Fanlie said very generously, and then turned his head to his son and shouted: "Ji-sub, come here, this is the editor-in-chief of Paradise Publishing Color!" Tell him about the inspiration for your book, and maybe someone will give you the first edition. ”

"Editor-in-chief Su, I'm Park Ji-sub, please give me more advice in the future." Park Ji-sub very obediently ran to his father's side, bowed to the middle-aged man and introduced himself.

"Hello, Park Ji-sub! In the future, just call me Uncle Su, don't be so polite. Su Yongchang's cheeks twitched, and then said with a smile.

Park Fanlie left the living room very consciously and pulled his wife into the kitchen to the side. The editor wants to talk to his son alone, and maybe as soon as he is happy, his son's work will be published! You know, Paradise is one of the three largest publishing houses in Seoul.

"Little one, are you really only ten years old?" Su Yongchang smacked his mouth, glanced at the little girl hiding on the side, and then said gently.

"Yes, if my father and my mother hadn't lied, I would have been born in ninety-three." Park Ji-sub's milk voice replied very naturally.

"That book "Jin Hancai's Travels", all of which you thought of yourself?" Su Yongchang raised his eyebrows and said with a strange expression.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but he always feels that something is wrong. In particular, the way this child speaks, the kind of narration and description, is very wrong.

"Not exactly!" Park Ji-sub thought for a while, then held his head high, as if showing off, and said: "I watched Huaguo's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" and "Water Margin" plus our own country's "History of Korea", and if you summarize it, this story will come out." ”

Park Ji-sub is saying it lightly, but Su Yongchang is directly stupid. When is it a little hairy child who can read these things? No wonder the worldview of which book is so strange, the Dragon Continent, the Lord of the Ten Directions, and the Great Throne! plus the official positions in it, and the world in the eyes of those little people......

"Is that Jin Hancai yourself?" Su Yongchang held back the surprise in his heart and asked with a smile.

"Almost! Doesn't he have a sister in it, and I have a sister too. Park Ji-sub glanced at Park Ji-yeon, who was hiding on the side, and said something with a smile that made Su Yongchang almost choke to death: "So Kim Han-jae's biggest ideal is to be able to marry his sister home!" For this, he will leave his small village and go outside to fight. ”

Su Yongchang felt that his worldview was being trampled on, and his moral outlook was being torn apart piece by piece, and then reorganized.

"Don't you know that siblings can't get married?" Su Yongchang held back the awkwardness in his heart and said patiently.

"So I set up Jin Hancai's identity is very mysterious, he will encounter all kinds of frame-ups when he goes to Eternal Night City, and then he finds out that he doesn't seem to be the biological son of the Jin family." Park Ji-sub said with a smile, looking like I'm not very smart.

'Whew! ’

Su Yongchang took a heavy breath, and then patted his chest. He felt that he was not talking to a ten-year-old child, but to an experienced but very simple adult. But the one in front of him is obviously a teenage child!

This sense of disparity made him feel particularly aggrieved.

"I read your outline, and according to your thoughts, this fairy tale is just a gaid! There is also the main article, so what is the main article? Su Yongchang bit his tongue and looked at Park Ji-sub with a serious expression and said.

"The main story!" Park Ji-sub got up and walked to Park Ji-yeon's side, pulled the little girl to the sofa and sat down: "It's the story after Kim Han established the Han and Tang dynasties." ”