Tang Lin had already put down the dishes and chopsticks, was wearing glasses, and was pondering with a document.

Luo Zhi saw that everyone could almost eat, and a pair of children also put down the dishes and chopsticks, patted Tang Lin's arm, and glanced at him.

Tang Lin remembered what he had discussed during the day, sat up straight, coughed, attracted everyone's attention, looked into Bai Ze's eyes and said:

"Ozawa, Uncle Tang discussed it with your mother in the afternoon, and I think you still have to focus on your studies. Even if your grades are not good, if you really can't do it, you can repeat your studies for a year. Draw this thing, and when you mature later, you will know that it is not really interesting. ”

Luo Zhi didn't know what to think of on the side, his face turned cold, and he habitually nagged harshly:

"Why do you say you have to learn to paint! I'm really interested, I won't support you if you learn music or something?"

Tang Xiaoman held the water cup and sat on the chair. This kind of quarrel, she has seen many times over the years, you don't need to think about it to know the next conversation, it must be Bai Ze who stood up and stubbornly retorted: "Then you tell me why can't you study art?

Tang Xiaoman counted down in his heart, and he had already made a lip shape, so he waited for a while to sing a double reed, so that he could have some fun and pass the time of the depressed family quarrel.

"Okay, uncle, I'm going to give up art for the time being. Bai Ze raised his head, with sincerity in his eyes, and said gently.

Tang Xiaoman didn't swallow a mouthful of water, choked on himself, and coughed while holding his stomach. When she raised her head a little better, she found that Bai Ze brought another glass of water, and said with concern:

"Xiaoman, drink slowly, no one will rob you, see if you choke!"

Tang Xiaoman felt his stomach twitch a little, the sky can tell, since she was sensible, Bai Ze has a "drag oil bottle" and a "little eel", and has always called her nickname.

Tang Xiaoman lowered his head and recalled that the last time Bai Ze greeted him so sensually was when his early love was discovered by himself.

Looking at the clear boiled water in the water cup, Tang Xiaoman suspected that it was poisoned. She tugged at Bai Ze's cuffs, leaned over and whispered:

"Brother, tell me quietly, what did you do outside? Did you beat your dean, or did you secretly go to the painting class again?"

Tang Xiaoman suddenly seemed to remember something, stared at Bai Ze's bald head and said, "No, brother, you don't want to become a monk because you can't find a girlfriend!"

With a smile on his face, Bai Ze leaned over and whispered between his teeth: "Little eel, are you itchy on your scalp and want to be blown up!"

Tang Xiaoman shrank his neck, suddenly laughed cheerfully, stood up and patted his buttocks, "You talk, I'll go back to the house to study." ”

With that, he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Hearing that Bai Ze finally wanted to learn to paint less strongly, the smile on Luo Zhi's face couldn't be hidden, and he said angrily:

"You don't know how to let your sister know how to scare her every day. ”

Speaking of this, Luo Zhi laughed again, and then worried about Bai Ze's future, and said to himself:

"Hey, you've fallen too far behind in your classes, I'll sign you up for a cram school one day. If you want me to say, you should study science well, you have been smart since you were a child, as long as you are willing to work hard, you will definitely be able to learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well!"

Bai Ze felt that he was nagging, and his ass couldn't sit still, so he hurriedly interjected:

"Mom, I still won't change classes, but I want to learn calligraphy and calm down to be impetuous. ”

Luo Zhi paused, looked at his son suspiciously, and asked:

"When did you become interested in calligraphy?

Bai Ze said with a wry smile on his face: "How can it! It's really just learning calligraphy, if you really don't believe me, let's go to the class together." ”

Luo Zhi wanted to ask something, but Tang Lin next to her pulled her to stop her from continuing to dissuade her. Seeing this, Bai Ze quickly pretended to be nothing and slipped back to his house.

Tang Lin held up the document again and said in a low voice: "Don't worry about it all the time, ask yourself, as for Xiao Ze's grades, no matter how hard you try, you won't be able to get into any university." We've done our best, and he's an adult, so it's better to let him develop on his own in the future, and it's okay to specialize in science and technology in the future. ”

Luo Zhi immediately turned cold and debated with Tang Lin in the living room.

Bai Ze returned to his room, closed the door, breathed a long sigh of relief, and began to take stock of the harvest of the Eight Kings World.

The first is the turtle treasure on his arm, which is indispensable to support his physical fitness and feed wine insects, and it is very useful.

Then there is the mirror, there is a skeleton button behind this mirror, surrounded by the hideous ghosts in the clouds and smoke, although the whole mirror is not very big, but it is extremely heavy, about more than ten catties.

Bai Ze weighed it twice, and felt that this mirror was of no practical use, and it was estimated that it was not a good thing with the appearance of the Eight Kings stuffed it to him several times.

Bai Ze took the mirror to the window and tried to see if he could see the person opposite, but the mirror did not respond, and Bai Ze put it on the windowsill in disappointment.

Then there is the wine gourd and two drops of spirit wine, this wine gourd seems to be a tool for spirit wine at present, and there is nothing special about it.

Bai Ze couldn't help but wonder a little, the Eight Kings blew a bunch of them, saying that the wine gourd was a magic weapon, and the mirrors had become spiritual weapons or something. It sounds like a very tall and ruthless thing, but now it seems that one is a shabby wine gourd, and the other is a beauty camera, and it can take a photo.

Compared with these two treasures, two drops of spirit wine are definitely a good thing, whether it is the attitude of the Eight Great Kings who are very reluctant to pick the door, or judging from the reaction of the wine worm when they drink it.

In the Eight Kings World, the wine worm has been licking for several days, and only half a drop of the spirit wine has been missing. Just this half drop of spirit wine has made the wine worm feel much more energetic recently, and he is very active every day, and his voice is even louder.

All that's left is half a bottle of tea wine, and a whole bottle of medicinal wine. The original bottle of medicinal wine was drunk by Bai Ze in the Eight Kings World, and now this bottle is configured with the medicinal materials there, and I don't know what the effect is.

After taking stock of the harvest, Bai Ze began to make a plan for his real life.

I get up at five o'clock every morning and work out until eight o'clock according to the cheats left by my grandfather. During the day, he studied Liao Zhai and various ancient books, and won the children's examination to show off his talents. And, of course, learn about the various ancient fonts. At night, I went to a cram school to practice calligraphy, and picked up some money with a treasure hunt halo along the way.