"If it's for me, I will try my best to pass your test. In my heart, you will be on the same level as my family. If it's for the Lin family, I can only ensure that your skills will not be lost."
If it really comes to a matter of life and death, she will definitely protect the Lin family first, even if it means betraying morality.
Mr. Li snorted coldly, "It won't be lost? What a boast! How do you know that you can definitely learn it?"
The girl's eyes are like the blazing sun, and the bright light can reveal the depths of her heart.
"I can't promise, but I will try my best. Even if I can't do it, I will find a suitable successor for you."
Old Li's fingers trembled slightly, and he finally said, "Just think of it as me doing this for you. If I waste my whole life here, I hope that my disciple will have enough courage to stand up when the country needs him in the future."
Lin Yian immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times to Li Heming.
"I, Lin Yi'an, swear here today that if the country really needs me one day in the future, I will go no matter how difficult the road ahead is."
Elder Li took out something from his bosom and said, "I have never taught anyone else this skill of identifying and restoring antiques. Now you are my first disciple, and this is your proof of identity."
Lin Yian stretched out his hands and a badge was placed in his palms.
"Get up. The first test I give you is to collect history. From the Xia and Shang dynasties to the founding of the People's Republic of China in 1949, I require you to recite this four thousand years of history backwards. Do you understand what I mean?"
Lin Yian agreed immediately: "I understand. If you don't know history, you won't know the depth."
Mr. Li stroked his beard and said, "You are quite understanding. It's getting late. Let's go back quickly."
After the two girls left, Grandma Li did not hesitate to expose Mr. Li's fake face: "You are still so arrogant, who are you showing it to?"
"When did I hold it?"
Grandma Li turned around and walked into the house: "Whoever holds it will know."
He is happy if he wants to, but he has to hide it so that his apprentice can't see it. He is truly an example of a strict teacher.
Old Xia and Grandma Xia each tried to persuade one of them. Old Xia put his arm around Old Li's shoulders and said, "You are too serious. Look, that little girl didn't even say a few words to us before you scared her away."
Elder Li glanced at Elder Xia and said, "Don't tell me you didn't see what that girl meant."
It was obvious that he felt it was impolite to come to the door empty-handed, so he didn't greet them formally.
Just wait and see, I'm sure I'll be fully polite next time.
Elder Xia laughed loudly twice, and his palm, as big as a palm leaf fan, almost knocked Elder Li to the ground: "You are too polite. I will be polite then."
Old Li was too lazy to talk to Old Man Xia anymore. That slap almost made him vomit.
After returning, Lin Yian strictly followed the schedule of working during the day, copying history books by lamplight at night, and sleeping only six hours a day.
Although the version she had was more rigorous, she didn't know whether the master would be satisfied with it, so she still needed to hand-copy a copy for him to review first.
It is said that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen. Although she can't say that she has a photographic memory now, her memory has improved a lot.
After all, she was drinking undiluted spiritual spring water.
Lin Yian shook his sore wrist, glanced at Lin Jianmu who was sleeping soundly in the cradle, and continued copying.
As for the previous excitement?
Tsk.
Is it because there is too little history to memorize, or is it because I have earned enough work points?
She's not an adult yet, those are not things she needs to consider.
Next, it’s time to copy the history of the Ming Dynasty…
Beijing Military Region.
On the playground, two men were fighting with fists and feet, and a crowd of people gathered around to watch.
The two men have their own strengths, but in the end, Ji Zebai's abnormal physical strength slightly won.
"Ji Zebai wins!"
The surrounding audience immediately cheered, and Fang Chi lay on the ground and didn't want to get up for a while.
The captain has been so angry lately, how could he not know about it if others didn't know it!
It’s just that a little girl didn’t miss him.
It’s not like he didn’t allow Lin Yian to send him a letter, why did he have to keep practicing on him?
"Captain Ji, there's a call for you!"
Ji Zebai glanced at Fang Chi who was pretending to be dead on the ground, left an order "Practice moving target shooting in half an hour" before turning around and leaving.
Fang Chi tilted his head and looked at Ji Zebai's steady steps, tears welling up in his heart.
When will this day end?
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