Absolute Great Teacher

　　 Lu Zhiruo opened his eyes wide and stared at the dagger.

　　 "I can't take it!"

　　 Sun Mo quickly refused: "This is too expensive!"

　　 "Hey, this is not the case, it is hard to buy a daughter, and I have a good heart. It is undoubtedly the happiest day for me in the past few years. I read a masterpiece and saw the birth of a famous painting. It is so happy!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang said, drank another glass, and coughed.

　　 "Master, you drink too much."

　　 The old servant persuaded, very worried about Zheng Qingfang's body.

　　 "Ahem, it's okay!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang signaled the old servant not to be troublesome.

　　 He has been a high official in the court for so many years. Naturally, he has seen such a marvelous scene as a brilliant brush with flowers several times, but those painters are in their dying years.

　　 After all, the art of painting takes time to accumulate, but Sun Mo, how old is he? It is terrible to reach this state at the age of twenty.

Besides the novel, although the literary talent is a bit poor, the story is very well written. Zheng Qingfang now closes his eyes, the unruly Monkey King, the resolute and persistent Master Sanzang, the lecherous and greedy Zhu Bajie, and there is another one that has no sense of existence but still You can remember all the sand monks...

　　 This book, Zheng Qingfang dare not say that it is a masterpiece, but a few years later, it became famous in Kyushu, and there is absolutely no problem.

　　 Zheng Qingfang presented Sun Mo with a cloud chasing dagger, just to appreciate his talent, because this young man who smiles very brightly is a master of painting and calligraphy!

　　 "Take it, anyway, I am old and have no chance to ride a horse."

　　 Zheng Qingfang saw that Sun Mo had to refuse, so he scowled, "If you refuse, don't you regard me as a confidant?"

The old servant is speechless, sir, you can’t ride a horse, but your descendants can ride it, especially your grandson, but they have coveted this dagger for a long time, and you haven’t given it to him. Now you give it to Sun Mo, your grandson. It's strange not to trouble him.

　　 "It's really too expensive!"

　　 Sun Mo doesn’t know what to say!

　　 "The teacher is amazing!"

　　 Seeing that Zheng Qingfang insisted on giving such a precious artifact to Sun Mo, Lu Zhiruo was full of admiration for the teacher.

Ding!

　　The favorability degree from Lu Zhiruo +20.

　　 The prestige relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (233/1000).

　　 "Take it, it's a man, so don't let your mother-in-law get mad!"

　　 After Zheng Qingfang handed out the dagger to Sun Mo, he drank another glass and couldn't help but laugh.

　　 "I didn't expect that I would have seen the birth of a famous painting. I was thinking before that if you can make a decent painting, you will only buy a dozen or two paintings. Buy yours, it's ridiculous, ridiculous!"

　　 Zheng Qing Fangxin said that fortunately, I didn't make a price, otherwise I would be ashamed.

　　 Lu Zhiruo and the old servant also laughed, ten taels? If you double it a hundred times, you won’t be able to buy the trip to the west.

　　What can Sun Mo say? Pass the dagger to Lu Zhiruo, and just keep a humble smile.

　　 Seeing that Sun Mo suppressed his curiosity, and did not immediately appreciate the dagger, the old servant took a high look at Sun Mo, knowing that many people see this level of treasure, but they can't wait to play with it.

　　 Zheng Qingfang was drinking, and the more he looked at Sun Mo, the more he admired him. Sun Mo was not only handsome, but also brilliant. By the way, do you want to marry his granddaughter? In this way, you can see his future works for the first time!

　　 The food and drinks were cold, Zheng Qingfang asked the servant to take it down again, changed the table, and continued to push the cup with Sun Mo. He was so happy today.

　　 After drinking for a while, Zheng Qingfang couldn't help picking up the manuscript of "Journey to the West" and taking a look at it. Then he got up and went to admire the trip to the west.

　　 Other character portraits are also excellent, but compared with this one, they are still slightly worse.

　　 "Huh? What do you always feel like missing?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang finally found the blind spot.

　　Sun Mo was puzzled, but Lu Zhiruo covered her mouth with her little hand, and whispered: "It's a signature!"

　　 "Yes, it is a signature, a masterpiece of famous paintings, how can there be no signature?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang suddenly realized that he quickly let Sun Mo make up.

"what?"

　　 Sun Mo is a little embarrassed.

"Quickly write, you don't sign, who knows this is your work?" Zheng Qingfang urged, and suddenly reacted: "You haven't written the signature before? Wait, this is the first one you have created. A famous painting?"

　　 Sun Mo nodded.

"Great!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang was so excited that he didn't need the wine cup anymore, and took the wine bottle and poured it into his mouth.

　　 "Master!"

　　 The old servant was taken aback.

　　 Zheng Qingfang laughed. If Sun Mo becomes famous in the future, then his first painting is too commemorative, so he hurriedly told: "You must write today's time!"

　　Sun Mo does not matter.

　　 "Also, if you publish a book, you usually use a pen name, what do you plan to call?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang motioned to Lu Zhiruo to eat vegetables, not to be cautious.

　　 "Goblin?"

Sun Mo wanted to be called Wu Chengen to let people know the original author of "Journey to the West", but he thought that the book was written by himself, except for the same content, but the text is different. Even the character image also added his own thoughts and did a little bit. Modifications, such as Zhu Bajie is even more annoying, and Sha Wujing has a black belly, so he gave up.

　　 In case people scold after watching it, and the scolding is also themselves, then we won’t hire Wu Chengen.

　　 "Brother... Brother what?"

　　 For this kind of unfamiliar vocabulary, Zheng Qingfang can't form an inherent image in his mind at all.

　　 "Goblin, a monster!"

　　 Sun Mo seemed to be talking casually, but he was actually testing Zheng Qingfang. This kind of high official must have seen many markets. If he doesn't even know it, it means there is no such thing.

　　 "Did you conceive it? Is it the monster that will appear in the second half of "Journey to the West"?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang is curious.

　　 "No."

　　 Sun Mo is a person with a strong thirst for knowledge. He wants to know where there is outside Kyushu, such as whether there is a Western country, dragons, swords, and magic.

　　 At present, there is no such thing.

　　 "Is it in another book?"

　　 Zheng Qingfang stared at Sun Mo scorchingly, wishing him to introduce him immediately.

　　 "I'm thinking about it, I'll be Gandalf under the pen name!"

　　 Sun Mo changed the subject: "It has no meaning, just call it casually."

　　 "This is up to you!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang sleeps very early on weekdays due to physical reasons, but today he took Sun Mo to talk freely until late at night.

　　 It was too late, the school gates were closed, and with Zheng Qingfang’s hospitality, Sun Mo and Lu Zhiruo stayed in the guest room.

　　 The next morning, Zheng Qingfang was stunned to endure the headache after the hangover. After getting up early and eating breakfast with Sun Mo, he sent him away.

　　 "Master, he is not a famous teacher, but his novels are good-looking and his paintings are good. Is he so good to him?"

　　 The old servant couldn't understand that the master actually gave him the capital of the cloud chaser dagger.

　　 "I have stood in the court for 47 years without failing, relying on the eyes of these people, that Sun Mo has a temperament that I can't tell!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang stood in front of the bookstore, looking at the figure of the carriage going away.

　　 "Temperament? I admit he is very handsome!"

　　 The old servant didn't find any temperament.

"You do not understand!"

　　 Zheng Qingfang doesn't want to explain it anymore. Those who can draw the trip to the west of the Three Zangs must also have Qiu Gao hidden in their chest. The artistic conception of that painting can't be faked.

　　 "Sun Mo will come again in the future and treat him as a distinguished guest."

　　 Zheng Qingfang ordered.

　　……

　　 got out of the carriage in front of the school gate of Zhongzhou Academy, Sun Mo paid the money and walked in Shishiran.

　　 Lu Zhiruo held a small wooden box filled with a thousand taels of silver and followed behind like a tail. She looked at Sun Mo from time to time, full of worship.

　　 Teacher Sun is so good, he made a thousand taels for writing a novel, and there will be a manuscript fee later, and he has a superb drawing skill.

　　 I really didn’t expect that Teacher Sun is still a famous painter who can draw the realm of flowers in a wonderful pen. The illustrations yesterday were really amazing.

　　 "Oh, I really want the teacher to draw a portrait of myself!"

　　 Lu Zhiruo pursed his lips, and then quickly touched the cloud chasing dagger in his arms.

　　 Fortunately, I didn't lose it. This is a magic weapon. If it disappears, Lu Zhiruo can only commit suicide and apologize.

　　 Lu Zhiruo is still a little unbelievable when he thinks that Zheng Qingfang has given such a precious gift. Anyway, he is reluctant to change to himself, and it is okay to leave it to the family.

　　 "The diehard fan is terrible!"

　　 Lu Zhiruo sighed with emotion: "But the teacher Sun who can conquer die-hard fans is even more terrifying!"

Ding!

　　The favorability degree from Lu Zhiruo +10.

　　The prestige relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (243/1000).

　　 Listening to the sudden sound of the reminder, Sun Mo couldn't help turning his head. I know you have a big breast, but you are not a cow. Would you like to contribute so frequently to your favorability?

　　 Papaya Niang bends her eyes and immediately shows a sweet smile, and then she holds the small wooden box with one hand, and the other grabs the corner of Sun Mo's clothes.

　　 Seeing Sun Mo, Uncle Qin who was guarding the gatehouse immediately walked in and said hello to him.

　　 "Mr. Sun, good morning!"

　　 "Hello Uncle Qin!"

　　 Sun Mo nodded and handed over a pack of tobacco leaves: "I bought it by the market in the morning!"

　　 "Don't dare to be! Don't dare to be!"

　　 Uncle Qin waved his hand quickly~www.readwn.com~ did not answer.

　　Because of guarding the school gate, seeing a lot of people, and hearing a lot of gossip, Uncle Qin already knew that Sun Mo had recruited five students, and they had been approved by the school leaders. It was just these few days that they were officially employed.

　　 For the intern teacher, Uncle Qin can still maintain a sense of superiority. After all, nine out of ten of them can't stay, but for the formal teacher, it won't work.

　　The teacher who watched the gate and the teacher were too far behind. If Sun Mo hadn't been promoted, Uncle Qin would not greet him with a smile, let alone walk out of the concierge.

　　 In the past, Uncle Qin said hello through the window, which was not bad.

　　 "Take it, I don't smoke dry cigarettes, and keeping it is a waste."

　　 A pack of tobacco leaves is only a few dollars. Even if Sun Mo doesn't have the huge sum of money for the draft, he can afford it. Give Uncle Qin something, just want to make it easier to enter and leave the school in the future.

　　 If you come back most of the night in the future, if you encounter the entrance guard, it will be easy to talk.

　　 Seeing that Sun Mo did buy it for himself, Uncle Qin quickly rubbed his hands on his trousers, wiped off the sweat and dust, and then slightly bent over and stretched out his hands to take it.

　　 Sun Mo noticed that the last time he gave tobacco leaves, Uncle Qin used one hand to pick it up. With the details of bending over, he inferred from these two subtle movements that Uncle Qin should know that he was promoted.

　　 "Teacher Sun, go slowly!"

　　 Uncle Qin waited for Sun Mo to walk more than 20 meters away before returning to the concierge. After putting the tobacco leaves, he couldn't help but sigh. Looking at the emotional intelligence of others, he is so good at being a human being. No wonder you can eat Principal An’s bowl of soft rice.

　　 Sun Mo put things away and went to the library to prepare things for class, but it didn't take long for a young woman to find him.