The next day, Li Tao and Fan Changfeng went to a private school together.

"Tao, are you still sad?" Fan Changfeng asked with concern.

"What's the wonder?" Li Tao said strangely.

"You've failed the competition!"

"What's this? Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and it's a big deal to start all over again, so why bother with it? Li Tao said with a smile.

"Huh? Back to square one? Do you want to go to a martial arts competition? Fan Changfeng was confused by Li Tao's open-mindedness.

"Who said you have to go to a martial arts competition all over again?"

Seeing what Fan Changfeng was going to say, Li Tao hurriedly asked, "Did you do what I went to your house last night to explain to you?" ”

"Of course, why do you want so many snacks? I don't even have a place to put side dishes! Fan Changfeng complained.

"Okay, don't ask, you'll know when the time comes!" A mysterious smile appeared at the corner of Li Tao's mouth.

At breakfast time, Li Tao pulled Fan Changfeng to the willow forest early. Li Tao is not here to compete today, he has other things to do.

When the students each took out their food and prepared for breakfast, they saw Li Tao and Fan Changfeng coming over. Fan Changfeng followed behind Li Tao, holding the lid of the bookcase in his hand, and there were many pastries in it.

Every time Li Tao walked up to a student, he handed them a pastry.

Some students didn't know what to do.

Some students hesitated slightly, and Li Tao forced it into each other.

Some students resolutely didn't want to, so Li Tao smiled and said that he would exchange with him, put down the pastry and take the other party's bean cake and leave. A child is a child after all, and in the end, he can't resist the temptation of food, so he acquiesces.

In short, Li Tao successfully distributed pastries to all nine students.

There are eighteen students in the private school [***], excluding Wang Lihui, Lu Yueer and three "little brothers", excluding Hua Wenxuan and Hua Jingjing, brothers and sisters, and then Li Tao and Fan Changfeng, there are just nine left.

These nine people are all children of poor families, and they don't usually associate with them. Today, Li Tao distributed pastries, just to give them nine.

Fan Changfeng pinched a piece of bean cake in his hand, looked at the nine people eating deliciously, and muttered with a sad face: "You are really good, you don't even leave us a little ration, how can people swallow this thing in exchange?" ”

Li Tao took a bite of the bean cake fiercely, and said with a heartfelt voice: "Why can't we eat it if others can eat it?" ”

The next day, it was the same.

On the third day, it was the same.

Perhaps because they had eaten white food for a few days, these nine students felt a little embarrassed, so they were no longer as blunt about Li Tao and Fan Changfeng as before, but they still kept a certain distance.

In the afternoon of this day, after the private school was released, Li Tao and Fan Changfeng came to the edge of the forest for breakfast again.

After a while, the nine students who had been eating white food hurriedly arrived.

"Li Tao, Fan Changfeng, what are you looking for me? I'm in a hurry to get home! ”

"That's it, I'm going to hunt pigweed!"

"I'm going home late, and my dad is going to punish me!"

The nine students were gossiping and showing extreme impatience with Li Tao and Fan Changfeng calling them.

"I'd like to tell you a story and only delay you for half a cup of tea, okay?" Li Tao said pitifully.

As the saying goes: eat other people's soft mouths, take other people's hands short. Li Tao said that it was on this, and the nine students couldn't say anything more.

"Okay, it's just half a cup of tea, you can say it quickly!" The words of one of the students represent everyone's opinion.

"In ancient times, the world was divided into four continents, namely Dongsheng Shenzhou, West Niuhe Continent, South Ganbu Continent, and North Julu Continent. There is an Aolai country in Dongsheng Shenzhou, and there is a mountain in the sea, called Huaguo Mountain......"

Li Tao told the students about "Journey to the West", one of the four great classical masterpieces of later generations.

"Journey to the West" was written by Wu Chengen in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, and the children of the Tang Dynasty must not have heard of it. The influence of "Journey to the West" on future generations is to the root, such as Monkey King, Zhu Bajie and many other images are almost household names for Chinese, so the folk are known as "the old don't look at the Three Kingdoms, the little don't watch the West" saying, adults are afraid that the children who want to be wrong will listen to the myths in the book, resulting in some kind of absurd behavior, which shows that the myths written by the author have reached a state of supernatural status.

"Li Tao, why don't you talk about it?" Just as the children were listening with relish, Li Tao suddenly stopped.

"Oh, didn't we say that we would only talk about half a cup of tea?" Li Tao is serious.

The children were so fascinated by what they heard that they didn't even notice that half of the tea time had already passed.

"Let's talk a little longer!" A child pleaded.

"Aren't you still in a hurry to get home?"

"Oh, no hurry! It's okay to go back late! ”

"Aren't you going to hunt pigweed?"

"Oh! Sister will help me fight! ”

"Aren't you going to be punished for coming home late?"

"Oh! Punish and punish! After listening to the story, even if you are punished, you are willing! ”

"Yes! Li Tao, it's still early, let's talk about it for a while! The children pleaded collectively.

"Alright! Let's talk about it for a moment! Li Tao finally relented!

Looking at the children's elated expressions, Li Tao was secretly happy in his heart: As long as you are addicted to listening, you are not afraid that you will not comply in the future.

Every breakfast time, Li Tao would distribute breakfast to these nine children. In the afternoon, after the private school, these children came to the willow tree early to listen to "Journey to the West" around Li Tao. Li Tao didn't talk much every time, only talked about a pillar of incense kung fu, and stopped every time he talked about the critical place, and ended with a sentence of "Let's listen to the next decomposition", which made the children's hearts itchy but helpless. In just a dozen days, Li Tao has become a child.

This day, when the children came to the willow tree early, they heard Li Tao say: "Maybe I won't be able to tell you stories in the future!" ”

"Atau! Why is that? The children were in a hurry.

Li Tao's story has already hooked away the children's souls, going to the thirty-three heavens, going down to the eighteen layers of hell, and a Monkey King who flew out of 108,000 miles, which fascinated the children. Love the house and Wu, the children's affection for Li Tao, who can tell wonderful stories, has also increased, and even the title has become "Atao" like Fan Changfeng.

A few days ago, I heard that Sun Wukong made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, trampled the Jade Emperor Lao'er under his feet, and scolded the Buddha loudly. In the past few days, I heard that Sun Wukong protected Tang Seng to go to the west to learn scriptures, three dozen white bone spirits, and was wronged by the master but was driven away, and the children were so worried that they couldn't even sleep well. But at this juncture, Li Tao suddenly said that he would no longer tell stories, wouldn't he be in a hurry!

"A-Niang said that I said that it was too late to go to private school, and she was uneasy, so I asked me to go home as soon as I got out of private school!" Li Taomian told a lie without changing his face.

"How's that okay?" The children were scratching their ears and cheeks in a hurry.

Fan Changfeng, who had already been instructed, wasted no time in proposing at this time: "Ah Tao! Otherwise, after getting out of the private school, we will all go to your house. In this way, you have also returned home, your aunt can rest assured, and we can continue to listen to the story, how about it? ”

After hearing this, everyone nodded busily in agreement: "Yes! Atau, do it, please! ”

Li Tao was a little embarrassed: "Of course this is good, but my aunt is not worried, but you have to work hard!" ”

There are so many stories to hear, and walking more is not worth mentioning for the children. As a result, the location of the storytelling was moved from the willow tree outside the private school to the courtyard of Li Tao's house.

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