"Rebellion?" I'm a professional!
33 The open-minded Xiangyun

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Hearing Jia Huang's words,

Daiyu felt a little sad again.

Although his body was getting better and better,

Although her father was coming back,

But thinking about the past five years,

He was 'alone' here.

I miss home every night so much that I can't even sleep well.

He thought about how careful he was when he first arrived, afraid that people would laugh at him.

Thinking about the 'grievances' that he had suffered all these years,

Instantly, tears started to fall.

When Jia Huang saw Daiyu crying,

For some reason, she felt like laughing.

When there was no Internet,

I like Daiyu the most when I read 'Dream of the Red Chamber'!

He felt that Daiyu was the most perfect girl.

Such dexterity, intelligence, and single-mindedness.

But later, who knew which heartless person,

After the collection of Lin's comments was posted on the Internet,

Jia Huang's understanding of Daiyu suddenly changed.

When I read "Dream of the Red Chamber" again,

From another perspective,

When he saw Daiyu's sharp words,

Suddenly, for some reason,

He could understand this girl's thoughts.

"Sister Lin, don't be sad. A person is only born for a few decades. His life experiences, whether ordinary or extraordinary, were hard to describe with just the word 'magnificent'. Everyone had the seven emotions and six desires, but if they were constantly troubled by them, wouldn't it mess up their own temperament?”

"Moreover, Sister Lin's body is weak. Although she has taken the medicine, she still needs to take good care of herself. Otherwise, the illness would come back! Happiness was a day, and sadness was also a day. Why not think about happy things and let yourself spend a happy day?”

Daiyu was stunned.

She didn't know if she should continue crying or stop crying.

After all, if he was so obedient...

It's a little too embarrassing

She looked at Daiyu's reddened eyes as tears fell.

However, his expression was a little stunned.

Someone laughed first.

Then, everyone in the room laughed.

Daiyu spat and said in a sobbing voice,

"Bah! You are not good people! How can there be such a thing?"

Xiang Yun laughed and said,

"Sister Lin, how are we not good people? Brother Huang was clearly right. You're a sensible person, why do you have to suffer like this? I'm the same as you. I'm not as narrow-minded as you. Moreover, although you have recovered from your illness, your body still needs to recuperate. How can you allow yourself to self-destruct like this?”

Hearing Xiang Yun's words,

For some reason,

The sisters felt a little sad.

Who knew that Xiang Yun would wave her hand and continue laughing,

"Brother Huang is right. Life is a lifetime. Since I came to this world, if I don't live a more exciting life, wouldn't I be letting myself down? If I were Big Sister Lin, I would definitely take good care of my body. When Lord Lin returns, I would stand there properly. That would be the best!”

Then he turned to Jia Huang and said mischievously,

"Since Brother Huang is a scholar, he must be very talented! Now that Sister Lin is crying, why don't Brother Huang write a poem to comfort Sister Lin? I'm here to write a poem for Brother Huang. As for the preface, I'll write about a day when a crybaby cried. Brother Huang had no choice but to write a poem!”

Daiyu was originally very touched.

After all, although she did not have a mother anymore,

But Xiangyun's parents were gone.

How could he not be touched?

But after that, she said that she was crying.

How could he endure this?

"Little Yun, I thought you were a good person. So you were waiting for me here. Alright, let's see how I subdue you today!”

She didn't even remember that Jia Huang was still in front of her.

He got up and was about to grab Xiang Yun.

However, Xiangyun was not afraid of her. After a few rounds, she grabbed Daiyu.

Just as the two of them were about to fight,

Baochai stood up in front of them and said helplessly,"

"Don't mess around. Where do you think this is?”

The two of them were stunned.

Then, they turned around and tidied up their clothes with red faces.

Jia Huang chuckled and shook his head.

In this era, the defense between men and women was deeply rooted in people's hearts.

The Confucians…

How unkind!

"I'm not proficient in poetry. When I was young, my family was poor and I couldn't ask you to teach me. At that time, I didn't have the qualifications to enter the clan school. Coupled with his limited energy, he could only study the Four Books. Later, after becoming a disciple of the teacher, he had no time to be distracted.”

"I've heard that all of you are good at poetry, and your thoughts are clear. Poetry is like a piece of cake to you. You have to teach me more in the future. Otherwise, if he went out to chat with his classmates, he would probably be laughed at. Xiangling kept saying that she wanted to learn poetry, but I just let her read it herself because I didn't understand it either, hahaha!”

Hearing Jia Huang speak so frankly,

The girls, on the other hand, had looks of admiration on their faces.

Daiyu smiled and said,

"How can it be like what Brother Huang said? We don't really know each other. He had only learned a few words and was not blind. He was just fooling around in his spare time. Even a scholar like Brother Huang is so humble. How can we teach Brother Huang?”

"If word gets out, wouldn't we be a joke? Brother Huang, please don't say such things anymore. But if Xiangling wants to learn poetry, she can still teach her. Although it was just a rudimentary knowledge, at least he could say a few words in his heart. By the way, what books does Brother Huang want Xiangling to read?”

Jia Huang suddenly laughed.

"Because I really like Wang Mojie's poems, I only showed this to Xiang Ling!”

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