Chapter XXVII

It's another sunny day, and looking at this trend, the weather should be warmer next month. This winter is a bit difficult, especially for Sun Dan, who lacks food and clothing and has a thin body.

After memorizing the words all night and getting up early in the morning, Sun Dan felt a little unhealthy. However, smelling the early morning wind and looking at the upcoming Spring Festival scenery, there is still some joy in my heart. Or maybe you have a grasp of your future life, or maybe it's because you suddenly become a teenager.

The great man once said that the boy is the sun at eight or nine o'clock in the morning.

Happiness belongs to young people.

This time, there was no need for the old man of the door pier to remind him, after receiving breakfast in the room, he deliberately carried two steamed buns in the bad room for lunch.

I didn't sleep well, my eyes were very astringent, I hadn't worked so hard for a long time, I rubbed my eyes with a sigh, the life of a civil servant in the past few years was too comfortable, and I couldn't bear this hardship.

When I got to the school, the children hadn't arrived. However, the two girls in the school came on time, and Sun Jia still looked gentle, and when she saw Sun Dan, she only nodded slightly, and then lowered her head. The floor heating was not yet hot, and there was a gentle cold wind passing through the hall, and Sun Jia's face looked a little fair. At this time, Sun Dan found out that this little girl looked quite tasteful.

As for Jiang Ruoying, she was a little miserable, her face was blue, and she had two big black eyes.

In addition, this little girl is already a little baby fat, and now it looks so cute that it makes people want to laugh.

Jiang Ruoying was a little unhappy: "I look strange? ”

"Didn't sleep well?" Sun Dan looked at her eyes and couldn't hold back a smile: "If this person doesn't sleep, he will get up, do you feel a little anxious in your heart now, and it is not pleasing to the eye." ”

"How do you know?" Jiang Ruoying nodded and yawned long: "I slept so late, I was scolded by my aunt, and I have to blame you for this." As he spoke, he took out a freshly bound booklet from his bag and put it on the table, opened it, picked up the pen and wrote something on it.

Sun Dan was curious, stretched out his head to take a look, and was immediately surprised.

It turned out that Jiang Ruoying was silently writing the paragraph of "Journey to the West" that she talked about yesterday, and it happened to be the paragraph where Bodhi Ancestor knocked three times on Sun Wukong's head. If memory serves, from the beginning of Journey to the West to here, there are at least more than 10,000 words. There are more than 10,000 words, and it will take more than an hour to type them on a computer. Transcribe ...... with a pen It's creepy to think about. Brush writing is notoriously slow, and I don't know how long it will take to write so many words.

What's even more rare is that this little guy's memory is so good. Quietly watched her write a few lines, and then compared it with the original text of "Journey to the West" stored in her head, it was exactly the same.

Sun Dan was shocked in his heart, he was also a strange person with a superior memory in the eyes of others, but in fact, he only relied on the massive written information stored in his brain, in fact, he thought that his memory was just the posture of a middle-aged person, that is, an ordinary person. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so painful last night.

I didn't expect Jiang Ruoying's memory to be so strong, and I recalled that Zhang Zhixian said in the yamen that day that Xia Yan and Zhang Xuan picked up a book at the same time in the capital and read it silently before reciting it fluently. Sun Dan had to sigh that there is really such a thing as a genius in the world, Jiang Ruoying is such a genius, I heard that Sun Yue, the young master of the second room of the Sun family, can also remember it.

You can't underestimate the ancients at any time, even a little girl like Jiang Ruoying.

"What are you doing copying this stuff?" Sun Dan smiled bitterly: "If you want to hear the story, I can tell it to you at any time." ”

Jiang Ruoying didn't look up, her right hand was like a fly, and it was a handful of juanxiu's fly-headed books: "After listening to your story, I went to the library yesterday to check, but I didn't find any records in the book." This story is so good that I want to copy it down and read it repeatedly. Otherwise, if you want to hear it in the future, you will come to you, and it will be troublesome. You are also an impatient person, and when you were asked to tell the story from the beginning yesterday, your face was so ugly. ”

Sun Dan smiled bitterly: "Why am I impatient, if you want to listen, just come to me at any time." ”

Jiang Ruoying put down the pen in her hand and sighed rarely: "Sun Dan, if I am a man, I can naturally come to you at any time." But I don't think you will stay in Sun's Mansion forever, once you read, read, and win, you will naturally have to aim in all directions. Unlike us women, we can only stay in one place for the rest of our lives, and there is only a well above our heads. In the future, if you are lifted and leave Shandong, who will I tell the story? It's better to hurry up and copy it down. ”

She stared out the window and didn't speak for a long time.

Sun Dan saw a clump of fine fluff on the back of her neck, and suddenly had an urge to touch it. He smiled: "Copy, copy, anyway, you girls don't need to take Mr. Li's monthly exam." When I learn to write in a while, I'll help you write this story. ”

"That's a good idea." Jiang Ruoying became happy again, "Sun Dan, you better learn to read and write quickly." According to your situation yesterday, if you learn 3,500 words a day, you will be able to write and write essays in ten days. Speaking of which, you have a really good memory. ”

"Aren't you also very good, you actually wrote down all the stories I said, and they were word for word."

"By the way, your story is so good, why haven't I heard it before, where did you hear it?"

Sun Dan didn't blush, and said unashamedly: "I made it up myself, and some time ago I went to the temple to incense and heard the monks talk about Master Xuanzang, so I made one up randomly." If you think this story is good, I'll continue to make it up and tell you a paragraph a day. ”

"It's amazing, you can make up stories." Jiang Ruoying said: "I'll help you write down this story and store it in the library." Perhaps, a hundred years later, future generations will print this book and distribute it in the market. ”

Sun Dan's heart moved: This is also a way to make money, if "Journey to the West" is printed and then published and distributed, with the quality of this book, it may not be impossible to make a lot of money for the manuscript.

But after only thinking about it slightly, Sun Dan denied this idea.

First of all, he has no capital, and if he wants to print and publish his own books, he is afraid that he will not be able to come up with that money. Besides, there is no copyright in these years, and when the time comes, I am afraid that as soon as "Journey to the West" appears on the market, it will immediately be full of pirated copies. I didn't sell a few copies, but I cheapened the bad booksellers.

Storytelling can only coax Jiang Ruoying, a little girl, to be happy, but it can't be true. It's still important to study hard and find a way to lift people in the exam.

Thinking of this, and thinking that there were still many words to memorize, Sun Dan suddenly had a sense of urgency, and hurriedly took out the literacy card made last night and memorized it repeatedly.