10 One pit is deeper than the other.
◎Huo Yan: His defense is broken again.◎
Life was peaceful in the house, Huo Yan was also calm now, and the barrage of comments was also affected by the peaceful atmosphere, and began to chatter.
The core of the Four Great Classics is cleverly integrated into one, yet perfectly self-consistent. Damn, a divine talent!
[Don’t tell me, Ah Yan’s story is very that.]
[It's a bit weird, but I like it.]
[The Great Sage would surely love this story. The eighty-one trials are the steps he takes to overcome all injustices, allowing him to remain brave forever.]
[You can’t bear to see the suffering of the people, Great Sage!]
Whether Bingbing is Huo Qubing or not suddenly doesn't matter anymore. He is Bingbing, and I hope he can always go in the direction he wants.
[It is still very important that Bingbing cannot only live to the age of twenty-four.]
[Good Monkey King!]
[In reality, it is difficult to overcome injustice, but in stories, you can always get what you want.]
Is Ah Yan dreaming for Bing Bing? Those who are righteous, brave, and compassionate to all living beings will gain true friends, break free from shackles, and achieve true fairness.
[Ayan is so gentle. No one has ever heard me speak such childish words.]
[Let’s be the Monkey King in your hearts and enjoy life~]
[Upstairs, Yanyan is watching you, take care.]
[Wow, this story has none of the hidden pain of the original novel, leaving only the meaning and the courage to love and hate.]
[Bingbing is really smart. He saw the essence of the story's struggle after only listening to a few chapters.]
[Actually, I think Yan is super cute in Bingbing's eyes.]
[Why? ]
[Because Bingzi and Ayan are both confident! They like themselves. And the other person looks just like him.]
[Sister, what a unique angle.]
[Don’t they treat each other as their sons?]
[Calling son "father."]
[The smarter Ah Yan is, the happier Bing Bing is.]
[Everyone, our Ah Yan will probably ask us to do things soon. If he wants to get rich, slay dragons, or learn medicine to save lives, it all depends on us, hahahaha.]
[Hahahaha, little stubborn donkey begging for help. I want to record this and watch it over and over again as a dark history.]
[Sister, you understand (side-eyed smile)]
[Sister, +1]
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The wild laughter in the barrage caught Huo Yan's eyes. Huo Yan looked at Huo Qubing beside him and chuckled as well, but the smile did not reach his eyes.
A sentence with gold edges appeared.
"Do you want to be eliminated in one round? Sorry, everyone, I don't mind killing myself. You finally succeeded once, you don't want to lose the fun so soon."
"The emoji I'm going to use this time should be 'Beat me to death'. Sorry, I'm not very convenient, you guys can find it yourselves!"
The barrage of comments stopped laughing, completely stopped laughing, and the faces of the people on the other side of the screen were ferocious with anger for a moment.
[You traitor!]
The comments were indignant.
Huo Yan touched Huo Qubing's hand, carefully looking for the lifeline, but it was visibly that he became happy and silently lip-synced.
"I'm sorry, but I personally think that having leverage over each other will make cooperation more enjoyable."
"I don't like being controlled by others, nor do I like owing favors to others. Sorry, I have to ask you to be accommodating. After all, I don't like to accommodate others."
He said two more sentences, even using his own catchphrase in each sentence, showing how happy he was.
The barrage was so angry that it jumped up and down.
[You unfilial son, are you worthy of us?]
Huo Yan was still smiling.
"I need medical books, all the supporting books for a medical student. Sorry to bother you all, but please be quick."
The barrage of comments was humming and groaning.
[It can’t be transported! What do you say we should do?]
[Huo Yan, you'd better sleep with your eyes open at night!]
Huo Yan smiled and said, "Sorry, don't worry about my sleep quality. As for the books, that's your business. Time is up, see you again if you're lucky."
As he said this, the barrage of comments closed with a bang, and Huo Yan's eyes became clear. Only a bunch of barrage comments were left facing the dark interface, making a grinding sound. They didn't like being threatened, but the most important thing was that they were helpless against Huo Yan, and they even had an inexplicable feeling of liking him.
In the end, they could only silently type, "Are we masochists? Yes."
Huo Yan has adapted well to everything now, and he feels that he has overcome many storms.
Isn’t it just about being a relative by marriage? Isn’t it just about studying medicine?
He can!
What happened yesterday cannot be retrieved, but the future is bright and glorious.
Unfortunately, he was wrong. Life is a pit, and each pit is deeper than the last.
Who is learning this stuff?
Huo Yan was copying the medical book posted in the barrage, looking at the explanation given in the barrage, and wearing a mask of pain.
The desire to die is strong.
When he fell asleep in class for the nth time, he was delighted to be kept after class by the teacher.
The teacher their uncle hired for them was an old gentleman who was well-versed in Confucianism. If their uncle had not pleaded for his son who had committed a capital crime and saved his life, the old gentleman would not have condescended to come to the Wei Mansion to teach two children.
The old gentleman simply thought that Wei Qing asked him to give it to his two nephews in order to avoid owing him a favor.
While many aristocratic families were eager to educate their children, the Wei family was, after all, a newly aristocratic family with a low status, so their emphasis on children's education was certainly relatively low. Although Wei Qing praised his two nephews to the skies, he was already prepared to fight these two unlearned playboys, even prepared a ruler.
However, when Wei Qing brought his two little nephews, whom he praised to the sky, in front of him and asked the two children to salute him, he did not expect that the two children would be so small. They stood beside Wei Qing holding hands, as big as two kittens.
At such a young age, let alone studying, he probably doesn't even understand how to play.
"They are not even five years old yet. There is no need to be so anxious. You should wait until the young masters are old enough before visiting them."
Wei Qing naturally refused. He didn't know when other families started to study, but he was afraid that Huo Qubing and Huo Yan would start to study too late and would be far behind others in knowledge in the future.
Ever since the Wei family rose to prominence, Wei Qing has seen quite a few teachers these days. Although he came from a humble background, he could tell that most of them were people seeking fame and reputation, and most of them came to become his retainers. How could those people teach children?
So when he finally found an old gentleman with noble character and outstanding talent, Wei Qing was unwilling to let him go.
"Don't worry, sir. They've been studying with me since they were little, and they already know quite a few words. Their temperaments are very stable."
As soon as he mentioned literacy, the old gentleman became interested. He waved for Huo Qubing and Huo Yan to come forward, opened the scrolls he was carrying, and pointed to a few simple words and asked them one by one.
Huo Qubing and Huo Yan exchanged questions fluently, their gestures revealing a sense of dignity and a clear gaze. Seeing the old man stroking his beard with satisfaction, Huo Qubing looked at his white beard with great interest. Huo Yan's eyes flickered and he squeezed Huo Qubing's hand.
The twins behaved completely differently, but their two pairs of almond-shaped eyes rolled around, and their eyebrows were full of the cunning that is unique to smart children.
When the old man saw this, his head subconsciously began to hurt. As a teacher, you definitely like smart children, but those who are both smart and naughty can really be a headache.
He is old and can't beat the little devils, or two of them.
Wei Qing also noticed the tiredness in their eyes. He coughed lightly and assured the master in a very elder-like manner, "Sir, you are of noble character. We are completely relieved to leave the children in your care. If they act naughty, just scold them or tell me. Even mother at home will definitely scold them."
Sir, you can teach without worry. Even the eighty-year-old in our family supports you.
The old man finally felt relieved. He was afraid that his child would do something wrong and the elders in the family would still protect him.
Now that Wei Qing had taken the initiative to speak up, his doubts were dispelled, and he immediately set a time with Wei Qing.
From then on, Huo Qubing and Huo Yan had a master to learn literature.
Yes, they not only have people who study literature, but also people who teach riding and archery, musical instruments, mathematics, and sword practice. In total, there are six or seven people.
A true aristocratic education.
According to Wei Qing, these arrangements were made after he consulted His Majesty in the palace.
Although it is far from the standard mentioned by Your Majesty, it is already far beyond the ordinary nobles.
Huo Yan and Huo Qubing remained silent, because although their schoolwork sounded intimidating, it was actually not that heavy.
Except for the literacy class which lasts about two hours every morning, the rest of the classes are held in the afternoon, on a five-day cycle, and last only about an hour and a half.
After class and completing their teacher's assignments, they had their own time. Huo Yan, for example, would either painfully learn basic medical principles or study mathematics, enjoying the teacher's praise. Huo Qubing would return to horseback riding, archery, and swordplay practice.
They each have their own strengths, complementing and helping each other.
The progress of their calligraphy practice was also advancing by leaps and bounds. Except for the occasional overly divergent thoughts, the little devil that the old gentleman had expected hardly appeared. On the contrary, the two children were very eager to learn and spiritual, and they also respected their teachers. Nothing could satisfy the old gentleman more than this.
So he has always been tolerant.
When Huo Yan fell asleep in class for the first time, the old man thought the child was sick. It was not until Huo Yan was inattentive in class for half a month in a row that the old man naturally became angry.
For the first time in his life, Huo Yan was punished by being kept in school.
Huo Yan did not leave, and Huo Qubing stayed with him, reading a book.
"No matter how smart you are, you can't stop striving for progress." The old man sat next to Huo Yan, frowning as he watched Huo Yan read. "Ah Yan, can you tell me why you are so tired every day?"
Huo Yan said nothing, but just stretched out his hand.
"I wasn't paying attention in class, so the teacher punished me."
The commentators knew that he just went to bed late every day because he couldn't understand the medical books every day, and he always needed to repeat what was explained to him after those who explained it left.
Seeing that he didn't say anything at this time, I just accepted the beating, which was very uncomfortable.
[Yan'er, why are you so stubborn?]
[Are you born in the year of the donkey?]
[The teacher is going to hit you, and it will hurt.]
[Baby, let’s talk to the teacher.]
[Ayan baby.]
…
But to the surprise of the netizens, the old man did not hit him, nor did he ask Wei Qing to come over. He placed Huo Yan's palm in his palm and gently asked him, "Ah Yan, can you tell me what you have been doing recently?"
Huo Yan curled his fingers, not wanting others to see the calluses from writing. He said nothing, as stubborn as a donkey.
Huo Qubing, however, was sharp-eyed. Seeing the calluses on his hands, he suddenly stood up, sat down next to Huo Yan, and tightly grasped Huo Yan's curled hand. He whispered, "Sir, you should ask what Ah Yan has done for me!"
Huo Yan shook off his hand, "Even if you guessed it, don't tell anyone. This is between us!"
It was the first time that the old man saw the two of them with such fluctuating emotions. After all, in front of outsiders, one of them was always taciturn, and the other always liked to pretend.
But he chuckled and nodded, motioning Huo Qubing to speak.
Although Huo Qubing was childish, he still had the demeanor of an elder brother. He stopped Huo Yan's raised hand and touched his hair.
"It must be because Sun Wukong said I was going to die, so Ah Yan taught himself to light the Seven Star Lamp in order to save me."
Huo Yan stopped struggling with his hand that was about to cover his mouth.
Huo Qubing always had the ability to break his defenses, and he never expected that Huo Qubing could come up with such a ridiculous excuse.
"That's not the Seven Star Lantern at all. Don't make random guesses!"
Huo Qubing's eyes were as sharp as lightning, and it seemed that nothing could be hidden from his eyes.
"What is that? Why does Ah Yan talk to the sky every day? In the sky, we only know the Great Sage."
Huo Yan was so embarrassed that he dropped his head into his hands, but he caught it gently and hugged him. The three-year-old Huo Qubing was very touched by his father Yan's love and care for him. "Thank you, Yan. So next time, can you let the Monkey King come into my dream? I want to learn from you too."
Huo Yan covered his face with his hands, his heart was dead and he felt as socially dead as if someone was reading his novel when he was in the middle school years in public.
"I've said it eighty times, there's no Monkey King in heaven!"
[Hello sir, I remember my grandfather.]
[My defense is broken again, Brother Yan]
[Hahaha, Ah Yan is just opening his eyes and breaking through defense right now.]
[In just half a month, our Yanyan baby broke through defense three times.]
[Help! My uncle was carried away by a pig. Help! My brother is Huo Qubing. Help! How can I explain to my brother that Sun Wukong doesn't exist so the teacher thinks we're both okay?]
[Sorry, everyone, I'm hahaha.]
[This is our most awesome one yet.]
[That’s right, I’m Sun Wukong!]
[The Great Sage Equaling Heaven!]
[Bingbing really loves Sun Wukong and the Seven Star Lantern.]
[Who doesn’t love emptiness?]
[Ayanshe is dead.]
[I feel like I want to escape from the earth.]
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