Chapter 5: Poetry
"The most important thing is imagination, and imagination is very, very important. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Info," Jiang said, repeating almost the same thing again to emphasize the importance of imagination.
Teng Yunshen said: "I don't really understand. He frowned. There's so much to figure out tonight.
"When I say it's important, it's not just about understanding things, it's not just about describing things," Jiang explains, "Imagination itself is the magic of reality." She uses real to describe magic.
Teng Yun pondered for a moment, then ended his futile thoughts, "I'm not very interested in your strange sorcery. He said, trying to make a look of anger that still hasn't subsided. In fact, he himself doesn't know if there is still anger in his heart.
Who should he be angry at? Should he be angry at himself? No, that would be pitiful and ridiculous. At least, one thing is certain: he shouldn't be angry at Jiang Xiaoxiao.
"With competence comes responsibility," the girl whispered, "and it may not be so interesting." However, it's a very different way of life. "I guess you'll be happy to give it a try," she said cautiously. ”
"Really?" Teng Yunshen protested in an awkwardly mocking tone, "I don't think so. ”
"That's not what you said before. Jiang Xiaoxiao's expression revealed a hint of pride.
Teng Yunshen was a little annoyed. Isn't that a good thing, especially since it's a more sacrificial self......
He asked the question, "Then why didn't I become a wizard early?"
"Because," Jiang Xiaoxiao replied hesitantly, "at that time, I didn't find potential in you. ”
Teng Yunshen snorted dissatisfiedly: "Even now, I don't think I have any potential. ”
"Tell me. Jiang Xiaoxiao blinked curiously, "What were you thinking about before?
Teng Yunshen shook his head. "No," he spread his palms, empty, "it's the weight." ”
Jiang Xiaoxiao suddenly realized: "I see...... You have to remember it, it's a wonderful mantra. ”
"Is it just a description?"
"It's not that easy to create. ”
Teng Yunshen scratched his hair in confusion: "Creation? I don't think anyone else has had the same association before. ”
"Everything has a real name. Everybody, I mean, every sorcerer who writes poetry, is trying to bind his real name as much as possible. The magic of the mantra is far and wide, and collecting the fragments of the true name is like a journey back to the axis, with only one end and countless starting points. They are on the same path. This means that the deeper you dig, the more unique insights you need. ”
However, everyone's feelings are different, and 'blowing' is not the same as 'blowing'. When you're just starting out, as long as your poems aren't completely recognized by others, you're sure of it. It's similar to addition, subtraction, multiplication and division in math, and the easiest parts are always quick to learn. ”
"Yes, I'm a fast learner. Teng Yunshen said without any emotion, "I have a deep understanding." ”
Jiang Xiaoxiao lowered her head, "I'm sorry," she said sullenly, "I should have the courage to take responsibility." ”
Teng Yun sighed deeply.
"Nope. He said, "I am the one who should apologize, and that's not your responsibility, it's just that I'm unlucky, and it's a mistake for me to shift my anger to you." He decided, "If I ever complain to you again," he said, "you will give me a slap in the face." ”
Jiang Xiaoxiao raised her head and looked at him incredulously, the light of the headlights broke into the girl's field of vision, illuminating Teng Yunshen's expression, just like in the past twelve years. The police are coming.
Teng Yunshen nodded: "I have to go, go back and look at the store." ”
"I'll get to you later. ”
"No," Teng Yunshen refused, "you still have work to do, don't you? He shrugged, "And I'm going to be alone for a while." He waved his hand and turned to leave.
Teng Yunshen carefully avoided the eyes of the police and walked to his post.
"That's right," Teng Yun thought deeply, "this is where I should be." He inserted the key into the lock hole, "Great, no drunkards have fallen in the doorway." Glad he was glad to do so, turned the key, and pushed the door open.
The light behind the door always attracts some drunks, who are eager to find temporary support, and the closed glass door means that no pesky clerk will chase them away. From this point of view, Teng Yunshen is probably no different from them. He walked under the light and took a deep breath, the air illuminated by the electric light was not as fresh as outside, but not as cold as outside.
"That's all. A person said slowly, Teng Yunshen looked at the old man waiting in front of the cash register in surprise. He recognized the other person, "Professor Gray", and people called the old man as such.
As the name suggests, Professor Gray is gray from head to toe. New but outdated round hats, thick hair, listless eyebrows and eyes, well-trimmed beards, plain coats, fancy trousers, shiny leather boots, except for the skin, are all gray, so that the skin is also tinged with a faint gray.
No one knows what he usually does. There were no students, no offices, but he was a member of the faculty and, like the bohemian professors of literature and history, liked to buy alcohol.
Teng Yunshen was a little afraid of him, those drunken professors would not pay attention to the young clerk, but Professor Gray was different, he stared at Teng Yunshen, as if to say, "Why don't you go to the classroom?"
The old man opened his eyes, a little wider than when he had squinted before, and he urged, "I'll buy these." ”
"I'll pay you right away. Teng Yunshen hurriedly said, "Twenty yuan and five jiao." He walked behind the cash register and picked up the demagnetizer. As always, Professor Ash bought two bottles of different brands of wine.
Teng Yunshen didn't know what to do.
"Do I have to say something?" he recalled, as he recalls when he closed the door...... He can't lock customers in the store.
"I walked in from another world. "Don't worry. He seemed to see through the doubts in the young man's heart.
Teng Yunshen subconsciously agreed.
However, he immediately noticed the strangeness in the old man's words. He suspected that he had misheard, or that the old man had said something wrong, or that the old man was drunk.
Professor Ash never appeared to be drunk. However, an old man who consumes two bottles of wine a day is not surprised even if he is drunk.
Teng Yunshen politely motioned to the other party to say it again: "I'm sorry?"
"I'm a wizard too," Professor Gray said slowly, "and though my mana is low, I'm barely a wizard. ”
Teng Yun took a step back in a daze.
"Welcome to our world, kids. ”