Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 1113: Stones!

Li Ziqi's eyes lit up when he heard the title of the book.

It seems to be a love story?

"Teacher, can I watch it?"

Lu Zhiruo rubbed her hands.

"No!"

Sun Mo refused.

The small face of the mascot immediately collapsed: "Why?"

"At your age, focus on studying!"

Sun Moxin said that this thing should not be shown to children, especially girls, who can dream.

"Teacher..."

Li Ziqi acted like a baby, and the junior sister didn't have any part, so he was too stingy, so I could only use Acting like a baby.

"..."

Sun Mo was silent because he still needed Li Ziqi to help him run errands to print, publish, and contact the bookseller. In the process, there was definitely no way to prevent her from contacting the book.

But is it too much to squeeze a young girl, or a royal princess?

To be honest, don't care about Gu Xiuxun's old age, but Li Ziqi is really not as good at handling these things.

As soon as people's royal temperament and princess status were revealed, the bookseller was half-hearted.

"Teacher, I just look at something new and will not be affected by its values."

Li Ziqi is very smart, and he has guessed where Sun Mo's concerns are.

"Okay!"

Sun Mo compromised.

In fact, even if he doesn't care, as long as Shuyi is published, Li Ziqi will probably buy a copy secretly.

"Hee hee!"

Li Ziqi picked up the manuscript paper happily.

In the first time, Zhen Shiyin is dreamy and psychic, and Jia Yucun has a beautiful girl!

What the **** is this?

Why are you so godly?

The empty space man?

Stone spit out people?

Is this a Taoist journey?

To be honest, the beginning of this article is somewhat clouded and foggy, which makes people incomprehensible, and it requires papers.

Although it is a bit more advanced than the Journey to the West in the vernacular, it is a popular article.

"Teacher, this is not fair!"

Lu Zhiruo pouted her little mouth, very dissatisfied, she wanted to crane her neck to glance, but was worried about being trained by the teacher.

I was crying in a hurry.

"The opening article is great, it is worthy of the teacher's masterpiece!"

Li Ziqi immediately sent a rainbow fart.

The book was written by the teacher. It's just a pile of shit, which is also delicious!

Look down again to find out if there is anything to brag about!

Then Li Ziqi's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't help chanting.

Paper full of absurd words, a handful of bitter tears!

Duyun, the author is crazy, who understands it!

Wonderful!

This poem uses concise words, but it has a Zen flavor!

This poem is the kind of poem that is most suitable for whispering after drinking all the wine in the altar and tearing up tears to vent the pressure and sorrow in my heart that has nowhere to rest.

The impoverished image of a street writer suddenly came to mind.

But with the teacher's appearance, it shouldn't be. Even if you are down, you can still eat soft rice.

At least my family’s rice is enough!

Looking down again, Li Ziqi's expression calmed down.

It’s really good to make a sentence!

Seeing Daiyu's appearance, Li Ziqi knew that this might be the heroine.

"Hill people? The fragrance of flowers hit people?"

Lu Zhiruo didn't know when, he also leaned over, lying on Li Ziqi's shoulder, rubbing the book and reading: "I like this name!"

"Very well, it seems that my mascot is not a female boxer!"

Suddenly such a sentence popped out of Sun Mo's mind.

Qingwen is good, but her temper is too awkward. If no one is favored, she can't get rid of a tragic word.

"Teacher, how about this Yinglian?"

Seeing the gourd monk judge the gourd case, Lu Zhiruo felt a sense of resentment, making her feel uncomfortable: "This Jia Yucun is not a good thing!"

Li Ziqi didn't speak, and was completely immersed in the story. When she saw the fifth episode, Jia Baoyu wandered into the realm of emptiness and Jinghuanxianqu played the Dream of Red Mansions, she couldn't help but marvel.

This time, the writing is really good!

The verdicts written on the main and sub-volumes of the 12 Jinling Hairpins should be the characters who will appear in the book in the future?

Well, they should all be girls!

Roughly speaking, this is more than twenty, right?

Unexpectedly, the teacher wrote a harem novel?

Thinking of this, Li Ziqi glanced at Sun Mo sadly.

I didn't expect you to be such a teacher!

Sure enough, men are big trotters.

"Turn the page!"

Lu Zhiruo urged.

Soon, the two of them finished reading the tenth time, and then they were still full of thoughts. After looking at each other, they approached Sun Mo.

"The teacher wrote really well, but I don't like that Jia Baoyu!"

Lu Zhiruo recollected: "How do I feel that this is a tragedy?"

"You can feel it all?"

Sun Mo was surprised.

"Jia Baoyu is so useless, unless he encounters a change in the mid-term, his mood improves, he learns superior exercises, and he changes his fate against the sky, otherwise his family will be destroyed."

Lu Zhiruo evaluation.

Sun Mo is stunned, you are all messed up, the worldview is skewed.

"It's a pity those girls!"

Li Ziqi sighed.

"Your appreciation skills are a bit high!"

Sun Mo was surprised: "But first, let me declare that this is not written by me, it is the work of an old man in the mountains surnamed Cao!"

"Teacher, don't be humble!"

Lu Zhiruo didn't believe it.

"Dare to ask the teacher, where is this old man in the mountain?"

Seeing that Sun Mo couldn't answer, Li Ziqi chuckled. She has read countless books since she was a child, and there is absolutely no "Dream of Red Mansions" among them.

Hey!

The teacher is aiming at saints. It is simply too noble to regard writing and painting as a trail.

But because of this, how many famous paintings are missing in the world!

Think about it carefully, the teacher writes books and paints ~ IndoMTL.com ~ is forced to do it, and does not deliberately show off skills.

Loss!

Great loss!

"When I write fifty times, you can take it to the bookseller to publish!"

Sun Mo was too lazy to explain.

In the afternoon, An Xinhui and his party came in.

"Sun Mo, go see the black chessboard!"

Gu Xiuxun said hello.

Everyone has been listening to Zhang Yasheng’s lectures these days, and there is absolutely no way to dig out students, so An Xinhui and others don’t bother to spend that much effort.

It's better to take this free time to see the treasure of the town school in the Black and White Academy.

"The teacher is writing a book!"

Lu Zhiruo reported.

"Write a book?"

Meiziyu and An Xinhui's eyes lit up.

Don't ask, these two still have some literary style in their bones.

"What book did you write in a good time?"

Gu Xiuxun grabbed his hair and shouted: "Sun Mo, let's go to play a black and white chessboard. I heard that chess is like life, where you can experience different chess games in life."

A few people opened the door and entered.

"I'll finish this, you guys go first!"

Sun Mo did not look up.

"Let me Kangkang, what do you write?"

Gu Xiuxun and Sun Mo are good buddies, so you don't have to be polite, they just picked up a piece of manuscript paper and started to read them.

"Ha, good words for children!"

Gu Xiuxun laughed, Sun Mo is not like this kind of person!

"The text is very delicate!"

Mei Ziyu nodded: "Characters are fine."

Murong Mingyue didn't look at it. She is a prairie son and daughter who prefers to bow her bow and shoot big eagles, and go after wild horse! But soon, she found that An Xinhui people stopped talking.

After reading the draft in hand, start looking for the first time.

"Who took it? Let me Kangkang first!"

Gu Xiuxun urged.

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