I didn't expect them to be able to record and analyze at the same time, but I didn't expect that Zhao Juhua was self-taught and figured out the recording methods on her own without Lin Huowang giving any instructions.
"Okay! Very good! Sister Chrysanthemum, just keep recording like this. It doesn't matter if you can't write the words, as long as you can understand the symbols and content you record.
After a while, ask your sister Liu to teach you how to organize it into a book correctly.
You need to observe the habits of these flying dragons more, which may be different from what I said before. Record their courtship, activities, and some special habits.
In particular, if you find that a flying dragon is not in good condition, please record it immediately and notify me..."
Lin Huowang was very surprised. He didn't expect that the Zhao brother and sister were both gifted and had their own strengths.
From this we can see that everyone should actually explore their own strengths and potential.
Don't completely deny yourself just because you are not good at studying or in some other aspect.
He is good at studying and doing good scientific research. He is a talent, a genius and a pillar of the country.
But if we are good at raising chickens and pigs, and are proficient in some other skills, we can also support ourselves with our hard-working hands and become the backbone of the country.
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While Lin Huowang was "inspecting" the breeding base in surprise, Liu Rumeng brought a few second-generations to the training ground.
"Brother Xiaojun, where is Awang?"
When Liu Rumeng saw that Lin Huowang was not at the training ground, she called Zhong Xiaojun out and asked.
Zhong Xiaojun wiped the sweat off his forehead and said, "I was here just now! Sister Xiaoxue said that the dragon had laid eggs, and Brother Awang ran over excitedly to see it."
"Huh? The dragon laid eggs? It's only been a few days! That's too fast! Then I'll go take a look and call Awang back to continue writing 'Drawing Sword'."
As she spoke, Liu Rumeng said to Xu Xiaodong and the others, "You guys wait here! I'll go find Awang."
"Okay! Sister Mengmeng, please come back soon. We can't wait to see it!"
Xu Xiaoyun urged with a playful smile, "This time, Lin Huowang must finish writing about the battle at Lijiapo."
"What battle? Xiaoyun, what were you talking about just now?"
Zhao Mengsheng, who was also taking a break, listened vaguely and asked curiously.
Xu Xiaoyun was so excited that she danced with joy and described it: "'Drawing Sword'! It's a novel written by Lin Huowang. He just wrote it last night. It's really great. Xiaojing, Xiaodong and I read it this morning and couldn't stop reading it. So we're here to urge Lin Huowang to continue writing the next one."
"Ah? Master Awang can also write novels! I must read it carefully! But, isn't it just a novel about battles? How interesting can it be? Your reaction is really exaggerated!"
Although Zhao Mengsheng likes to wield swords and guns, he has been a naughty boy since childhood.
However, he has a large collection of books at home, and when he has nothing to do at home on weekdays, he enjoys reading.
Therefore, he has read quite a few novels, especially many translated versions of Russian novels. Zhao Mengsheng has almost read all the works of Leo Tolstoy and Gorky.
Even the novels written by these Soviet literary masters were only considered by Zhao Mengsheng to be somewhat novel, and the revolutionary ideas they carried were rather heavy.
He can read it when he is bored, but once he has something fun, he is too lazy to read these long and bulky novels!
Therefore, he felt that what Xu Xiaoyun had just described was a bit too exaggerated.
He admitted that Master Awang was talented, eloquent, and his poems were popular enough to become famous all over the country.
But novels and poems are different. No matter how good they are, they can still make people obsessed and unable to stop reading until they have read the rest of the content?
"Here! Lao Zhao, if you don't believe me, just watch it for yourself! Hehe! Don't blame us for not reminding you! After watching it, I scratched my head and wanted to continue watching the rest. That uncomfortable feeling was not pleasant!"
Xu Xiaodong smiled and handed over Lin Huowang's first draft of "Drawing Sword".
"Tsk! Brother Xiaodong, I, Lao Zhao, have read a lot of books since I was young, but I have never been so obsessed with a book. It's just a few pages!"
Zhao Mengsheng, who was so arrogant, felt a little uneasy as he took the manuscript paper.
Because the way Xu Xiaodong, Chen Jing and Xu Xiaoyun looked at him contained a playful expression.
Xu Xiaodong also said to Huang Xiaoli: "Xiaoli, do you want to take a look too?"
"No! No! I have never liked reading since I was a child. I get dizzy just by looking at the words. It's ok for me to watch a movie, but novels? I can only read them before going to bed, for hypnosis."
Huang Xiaoli smiled and waved his hand.
However……
The next moment, Zhao Mengsheng, who had quickly scanned the first page, exclaimed: "Wow! This Li Yunlong writes well!"
Then he laughed again: "Wow! This is the first time I heard of someone exchanging his wife for a grenade, and it was his future wife."
Then, Zhao Mengsheng yelled again in confusion: "Oh my god! Xiaojing, isn't the commander of the 386th Brigade your father? Wow! Master Awang is so brave! Isn't he afraid that your father will bombard him with artillery?"
Hearing Zhao Mengsheng's exclamations, Huang Xiaoli, who didn't like reading novels at all, was immediately curious.
He snatched the pages that Zhao Mengsheng had already read, and also stared at them carefully: "Damn it, I want to see what kind of novel this "Drawing Sword" is that can make Old Zhao say so many "wows" in a row, and it also mentions Uncle Chen, so I must read it."
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