peerless teacher

Ding!

Favorability from Lu Zhiruo +5.

Prestige relationship with Lu Zhiruo, friendly (183/1000).

"Uncle Zheng, look, it's getting late..."

Sun Mo didn't say a word for the second half, it was getting late, he wanted to sign the contract, took the money and left.

"Oh, I was careless!"

Zheng Qingfang opened the drawer, took out a bell and shook it.

Soon, an old servant came in from the backyard.

"Go, prepare a sumptuous banquet."

Zheng Qingfang was about to have a night talk with Sun Mo Bingzhu, so he had to dig out the content behind: "By the way, take another 1000 taels of silver over here!"

The old servant is well-trained and efficient.

Soon, a table of meals was prepared.

When Sun Mo came to Jinling, he hadn't eaten a big meal in a restaurant yet, but just looking at the dishes, he knew that the dishes on the table were not cheap.

A tray of silver ingots was also placed on the table, each 50 taels, a total of twenty, shining brightly in the light of the butter candle.

"Taste the vintage wine from Laohuaifang!"

Zheng Qingfang poured a glass of wine.

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng, for your hospitality."

Sun Mo drank it all in one gulp, and gave Zheng Qingfang a glass in return, then turned the glass upside down and put it on the table: "Sorry, I can't drink!"

Zheng Qingfang is a magnanimous person, and he didn't feel that Sun Mo was not manly enough just because of his behavior, so he said something to please him, and started to drink by himself.

I got a good book by chance today, and if I don’t get drunk, I’m really sorry for this "Journey to the West".

"Eat your own food!"

Seeing that Lu Zhiruo was a bit cautious, Sun Mo picked up a piece of beef for her.

"Ok!"

Papaya Niang felt warm in her heart, but she was also very well-behaved. Seeing that the wine in Zheng Qingfang's glass was gone, she offered to help pour the wine.

Zheng Qingfang didn't stick to trifles, and there were a lot less rules on the wine table, as long as everyone had a good time.

After drinking for three rounds, he pushed the plate full of silver ingots in front of Sun Mo: "Look at my memory, now all the silver is yours."

"As I said, I don't sell manuscripts."

Sun Mo refused, this is a huge sum of money, but it is not enough to buy "Journey to the West".

"Look at what you said, even if I'm blind, I don't think I can buy this book for 1000 taels. It's just for your living expenses. I hope you won't delay writing a book because of the daily necessities of life."

Zheng Qingfang explained: "As for the manuscript fee for publishing the book, don't worry, we will calculate it separately."

"I can't have it!"

Sun Mo took a bite of the food and pushed the tray back.

"Sun Mo, I'll ask you to call you a little friend." Zheng Qingfang looked at Sun Mo, showing emotion: "It's too difficult to get a good book, and it's even more difficult to get a good book that I can't put it down. Sun Xiaoyou, please accept it." My kindness, right? I just hope that I can see the following content as soon as possible."

Ding!

Favorability from Zheng Qingfang +10.

The prestige relationship with Zheng Qingfang is opened, and the current status is neutral (10/100).

Sun Mo was speechless, and the system's prompts sounded. This shows that Zheng Qingfang really likes this book, he really appreciates himself, and it's not a trick to get the manuscript of "Journey to the West", but you have become a book fan The speed is too fast, right?

At least wait until you finish reading the full version of "Journey to the West" before you follow me, okay?

If you do this, I will be proud!

Although the outline of the story of Journey to the West has not changed, the text is written by myself, and some plots and characters have also added some of my own ideas, so it is not plagiarism, right?

To be honest, as a teacher, Sun Mo is still very resistant to this kind of behavior. If he didn't spend too much money, he wouldn't be able to write "Journey to the West".

But then again, it is also a great thing for the natives of Middle-earth and Kyushu to appreciate the literary classics of our Dahua family.

Zheng Qingfang pushed the tray over again, and then couldn't help picking up the manuscript. After reading it, he couldn't help but praise it, it's so beautiful!

Then he lost his expression, hey, if he can't read books of this level in the future, wouldn't life be boring?

Zheng Qingfang gave Sun Mo the money because he was actually a little selfish. Apart from wanting to see the second half of "Journey to the West" as soon as possible, he also wanted to see "Dragon Ball" and "Transformers". From this amazing novel Come to think of it, those two movies aren't too bad.

Thinking about it this way, Zheng Qingfang, who is addicted to books, couldn't help it anymore. He scratched his heart and lungs and felt extremely uncomfortable. He wished he could grab Sun Mo's head, pin him down in front of the table, and write a book for himself.

Chapter 69

"Don't worry, Uncle Zheng, I will finish the follow-up story soon."

Sun Mo promised.

Everyone called him little friend, he was still his fan, and he was so generous, so Sun Mo took advantage of the situation and changed his words, using an honorific.

"That's good!"

Zheng Qingfang drank happily and continued to persuade: "But the silver still has to be accepted. Don't worry, this money will not be counted in the manuscript fee. I will print a thousand copies, no, three thousand copies, and then sell them for money." , Excluding costs and expenses, it’s all yours.”

"That's not good?"

Sun Mo frowned, Zheng Qingfang was working for himself for nothing.

"What's wrong with it? Such a wonderful novel must be read by everyone, otherwise it will be a waste of money."

Zheng Qingfang spoke righteously, but as for money, he didn't mention a single word.

As a high-ranking official, Zheng Qingfang didn't lack such things as silver. What he lacked was places to spend money.

After watching "Journey to the West", Zheng Qingfang immediately fell in love with the Monkey King and the holy monk Sanzang. If he doesn't give it to others, he will not sleep well.

Zheng Qingfang has already decided that when the book is printed, he will send it to those dozens of friends first, otherwise they will definitely blame themselves for getting a good thing but enjoying it alone and not telling everyone.

"Congratulations, you have gained your first loyal fan!"

System ridicule.

"Then why don't you reward me?"

Sun Moxin said, for the next book, I want to write my own.

System 'hehe'.

"Okay, to be a man, you have to be more generous, and don't push around for a few taels of silver."

Zheng Qingfang made the final decision.

Seeing that Zheng Qingfang was really impatient, and that he really wanted to give it to himself, Sun Mo toasted: "Thank you Uncle Zheng for your kindness, then I will be disrespectful!"

"What a lot of etiquette, trouble!"

Zheng Qingfang frowned, and waved his hands: "Be free and easy!"

What else can Sun Mo say, diehard fans are so unreasonable and crazy!

The topic of the two of them always revolved around learning scriptures from the Western Paradise, and Zheng Qingfang had the intention of emptying out all the plots in Sun Mo's stomach.

Lu Zhiruo sat obediently by the side, didn't interrupt, didn't breathe loudly, and she could only be seen when adding wine.

"By the way, if it is to be published, it will also be accompanied by illustrations. Do you have any ideas?"

Zheng Qingfang asked.

This is the first time he has seen this type of novel, and the four master and apprentice are too stylish, Zheng Qingfang worried that the painter he hired would not be able to grasp the essence of the characters.

Sun Mo cheered up: "How many pictures do you want?"

"Look at the content, but the portrait of each character is definitely necessary."

Zheng Qingfang has been in the officialdom for so many years, and he has long been a good person. Looking at Sun Mo's expression, he guessed his thoughts: "Sun Xiaoyou is a famous teacher, he must be versatile, and he has dabbled in painting, right?"

"good!"

Sun Moxin said that in the morning, I could draw a picture of a chicken eating rice, and no one else could understand it except myself, but now, after learning how to draw, I can be a part of the Chinese painting branch of 'figure' painting. A master.

"Why do you have to be modest? My peerless master system doesn't want to lose face?"

The system was upset: "Tell him loudly that you are a master of Chinese painting!"

"Oh? How many days will it be finished?"

Zheng Qingfang couldn't wait. The illustrations drawn by the original author must be the ones that best embody the essence of the novel.

"Now?"

Sun Mo has to prepare lessons next, and finish the first public class well, so he doesn't have time to go to Laixuan Bookstore.

"what?"

Zheng Qingfang almost showed a suspicious look, asking if you can do it, drawing illustrations, don't you need to brew it?

"You should have a pen, ink, paper and inkstone here, right?"

Sun Mo has read too many works about Journey to the West and derivative works, and those characters have long been in his mind without having to conceive.

"You really don't need to brew it?"

Zheng Qingfang ordered his old servant who had been with him for more than ten years to prepare pens, inks, papers and inkstones. Forget it, let Sun Mo draw. The original author's face must be given.

Besides, if it doesn't work, it's not too late to find a skilled painter.

The long table was set up, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone were all ready, the old servant did not step back, but took two steps back, standing by the side, ready to serve at any time.

Don't look at the two steps back, it's just right, neither too close to disturb the guests, nor too far away, making the guests feel treated poorly.

If it wasn't from a big family, it wouldn't be possible to practice.

This is the so-called big family heritage, and every detail shows it.

Lu Zhiruo rubbed ink and became a little maid.

Sun Mo picked up the brush, thinking that it would be unfamiliar, but after a few breaths, a familiar feeling emerged spontaneously, as if he had been writing for more than ten years, and he felt free to do so.

After dipping in the ink, Sun Mo wrote.

For the first character, Sun Mo chose Zhu Bajie, who had the right to practice writing.

The master-level 'figure painting' painting technique allowed Sun Mo to really think about what he was able to draw without a single error.

For the first character, Sun Mo chose Zhu Bajie to practice his pen, and the effect was far better than he had imagined.

Zheng Qingfang watched a monster with a pig head and a nine-toothed rake appear, and the plots about Zhu Bajie suddenly emerged in his mind.

Lively, vivid, and more artistic.

"Not bad!"

After Zheng Qingfang praised him, he couldn't help but look at Sun Mo.

This young man, who is about 20 years old, did not expect to have such a high attainment in Chinese painting.

He doesn't want to be a famous painter, does he?

Thinking of this, Zheng Qingfang felt a bit of a pity. After all, the social status of a famous painter is just that, far less noble than a famous teacher who teaches the way of cultivation.

Sun Mo didn't notice Zheng Qingfang's gaze. He was completely immersed in the pleasure of drawing now. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he really wanted to draw Mr. Hatano without clothes.

There's no way, Sun Mo doesn't even know him in clothes!

one!two!three!

Sha Wujing!Patriarch Bodhi!Little White Dragon!

Sun Mo's painting is enjoyable, it's like a game you just bought, a newly downloaded movie, how can you go to dinner if you don't have a good time first?

Lu Zhiruo and Zheng Qingfang also had a good time watching it, and the plot was rushing out of their minds. Even the old servant who was staying next to him couldn't help standing on tiptoe and looking at the rice paper on the table.

These characters are painted with charm, as if they are about to jump out of the paper!

When the moon is on the willows, the ninth portrait of the characters is the scene of the golden-eyed Monkey King stepping over the alchemy furnace, vividly on the paper.