Lao Baijian really cares about his story is the little scholar in front of him.

"Well, only the little scholar is not so sophisticated, and he does not pursue any modern fashionable scale, that is to say: only such a deep heart can find the final answer. ”

Thinking of this, Lao Bai nodded silently in his heart.

People are looking at the new list noisily, and on it, it is obvious that the flower girl has a far higher score than the little scholar in terms of skills, story creativity, and combined expression.

However, in terms of taste and whimsy, the score of the little scholar is close to that of the flower girl.

At the moment, there are still two judges' results that have not come out for a long time, and the big guys have also watched this lively little night, at this time, the night is dewy, everyone wants to know the results of this baking competition as soon as possible, and they can pack up and go home obediently. You know, this game makes people unable to get out, from a certain point of view, they don't realize that this is also a kind of tightening in disguise, although they can't realize and summarize it, but they do feel uncomfortable and want to go home.

Just when everyone's attention was attracted by the newly revealed list, the little scholar seemed to be very unimpressed with whether he won or lost, and he continued to urge Baiyue people to tell him the story well.

"Hundred, you go on. The little scholar pleaded.

Lao Bai originally wanted to insert an advertisement, and then move on to what he thought was the most important part, but as a result, he saw people who were no longer interested in him, and he had to give up his original plan.

Simply, Lao Bai really spoke to the only audience, the little scholar:

"On that day, after the prince was washed ashore, he pursued the girl who had rescued him from the stormy shipwreck, and he vowed to marry her in return for her kind heart. ”

"It's beautiful. The little scholar said sincerely.

Lao Bai continued: "This princess of the Atlantis sunken continent is here to find my prince Baiyue, and she is here to get married. On the sea that night, she also fell in love with the Baiyue prince who stood at the bow of the ship and was not afraid of the storm, but, helplessly, for the sake of a peaceful sea, she sold her voice to the queen of the storm in the morning. The sea is no longer rippling. ”

"Really?" the little scholar was obviously in the play.

"Hey, I said, silly scholar, don't listen to this Baiyue person use stories to coax you, for him, being able to earn enough money is the most important thing, so what kind of story you like, he will speculate on your mind and make it up to you. "A cynical boy of the Great Zhou said to the little scholar, it seems that he believes in the little scholar so much, and he is a little blind.

The little scholar glanced at this young man of Da Zhou, and his expression seemed to be incomprehensible to what he said to him......

After being stunned for a long time, he, that is, Qingwen, stepped forward and said solemnly to the gentleman:

"True or false? Do you only know true and false? Let me tell you: there are only two kinds of existence in this world: beautiful and unbeautiful! If it is beautiful, who cares whether it is true or false?!" Obviously, the little scholar was very angry when he said this, is this related to his (Qingwen's) past experience, so that this gentleman came up and said such pragmatic, cruel, and heart-piercing words, so that the little scholar could not accept it at all.

Such a person suffers because he only believes in beauty and pays for beauty, and does not care about the actual gains and losses. Lao Bai took the little scholar's reaction to heart, and he knew that this was his bosom friend.

The little scholar said to Lao Bai: "Don't listen to the nonsense of these people, this will hurt the protagonists of the stories we tell, their rich and beautiful emotions will be eroded because of the negative emotions of the listeners, and in the story, they will be reunited into tragic stories, which will have the power to rewrite the story itself. ”

Lao Bai nodded, this little scholar was able to say such profound words, which also touched him.

What Lao Bai can do, what he can do for the little scholar, is only this good story.

So, Lao Bai continued:

The prince gave a piece of truth to the maiden who was being given artificial respiration when he first woke up on the shore. The old king was very happy, and he was going to hold a grand wedding for his son, the future heir to the throne of Baiyue. ”

"Then, what should the princess of Atlantis do?" The little scholar was so anxious, his heart was scratching, he was so restless, he (Qingwen) couldn't accept the fact that this sentient person was misunderstood and separated.

In the process of listening, the little scholar asked himself vigorously: "What is the way of the world? Why can't a lover end up married?!"

When you encounter problems in reality, you still have to worry after all, just like life itself has no problems, when you ask for life and want to live better and stronger, life itself produces endless troubles and problems, which make people worry and force people to worry.

But at the same time, it is this kind of requirement, or the reality that cannot meet this requirement, that can make people become endurant, and can make people finally carry the flea of reality on their backs and continue to stride forward bravely and strongly.

The little scholar waits for the final ending of this story, and before the final ending of this story comes, although he already has an uncomfortable premonition, he (Qingwen) also begins to brew the courage to dare to face the fleas of this uncomfortable reality.

Lao Bai glanced at the little scholar's pale, distracted face, and he seemed to see that the little scholar had been prepared, so Lao Bai continued to speak.

"There are countless mouth-watering dishes at the wedding reception, but there is one food that people avoid and avoid. ”

"Oh?" the little scholar was interested, and it seemed to be somewhat similar to the fact that he had handed in his homework today, and they were all the same.

"The bread didn't seem to be dirty, and it seemed that it didn't arouse people's appetite. ”

"Hundred, can you help me describe the bread on this wedding feast?" asked the little scholar, and in the dark, he seemed to feel something, and it seemed that he didn't feel anything.

"This loaf of bread has a lot of brown ash on it, and there are many, many layers of folds on it, like the folds on the pug's nose. ”

"Huh——," the gentleman made a disdainful voice again.

"Who, then, made this bread?" asked the little scholar.

"Lao Bai said, then who can know, although the royal grand wedding banquet has the imperial kitchen to serve, and for the sake of safety, but this bread, I don't know how it appeared, who made it, in short, as soon as it appeared, it was very eye-catching. ”

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