[May you float like a dream derived] [Luo Fusheng x original heroine] Dangfu three white

Luo Cheng found that something was wrong with his elder brother recently, even a little silly.Although my eldest brother finally got together with sister Zhixia, why is the painting style wrong?

Luo Fusheng used to walk around the house listening to Lin Zhixia's vinyl records, but now he reads books one by one.

"Brother, what are you doing with so many books?" Luo Cheng was illiterate, and he didn't know what Luo Fusheng was reading.But although Luo Fusheng was literate, Luo Cheng had never seen him love reading so much.

"Learn. Let me tell you, this person has to live and learn. I'm improving my cultural literacy. Do you understand?"

"Yes, I don't understand, but you understand. But bro, we're in the world, and we didn't study in school, so why fix it?"

"Look, you know Sister Xia, you know astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom, you can beat hooligans and sing well, and you know foreign language. If I don't read more, how can I stand up in front of her."

"But brother, sister Zhixia...she can't write."

"Can't write?" Luo Fusheng looked at Luo Cheng as if he was looking at a monster, and knocked on Luo Cheng with the book, "Are you crazy? You, she can even write foreign languages, you tell me she can't write?"

After throwing Luo Cheng out, Luo Fusheng looked at the book in his hand again.

Unlike Luo Cheng who wandered around since he was a child, Luo Fusheng went to school seriously, but that was when his father was still there.Ever since his father passed away and he was adopted by the Hong family, all he had left in his life was fighting and killing.If his father hadn't taken him to the theater to listen to operas since he was a child, and cultivated such a hobby, he might really be lost.

"Luo Cheng said I can't write?" Lin Zhixia was dragged by Luo Fusheng to the bookstore, saying that he was helping him pick out a few books to study.Lin Zhixia listened to Luo Fusheng's dissatisfaction with Luo Cheng's ignorance while flipping through the book.

"You said that you can not only... so what English, but also French, Italian, and then he told me that you can't write, isn't it just for money."

"Haha," Lin Zhixia couldn't help laughing out loud, realizing that her voice was a bit loud, and hurriedly covered it with a book.

"Let me tell you." Looking around, Lin Zhixia used a book as a cover, and whispered in Luo Fusheng's ear: "If you are talking about me saying hello to your buddy at the entrance of the theater, let me tell you, actually That's all I know in French, and that's all I can say in Italian. If your buddy goes any further, I'll be out."

"You...can only say one sentence?"

"Yeah, oh, I also know a German 'Ni Hao', but I don't know how to pronounce it, I only know that it is a homonym for 'Go to Death' in Chinese. I know a little more Japanese, I know Hello, thank you, goodbye. Oh, also There is one sentence... Forget it, it is a curse word, so don't say it."

"Oh, by the way, Luo Cheng is right, I really can't write." Lin Zhixia added.Regarding the matter of writing, due to the fact that she has never needed to write, and the ethnic talent of the mainlanders for converting traditional and simplified characters, Lin Zhixia forgot that she can't write traditional characters.Until one time Luo Cheng was ordered by Luo Fusheng to give her something, Lin Zhixia laughed at it, and asked Luo Cheng to tell Luo Fusheng a story, but the story was a bit nasty, she didn't dare to teach Luo Cheng badly, so she planned to write down.But it was only when she picked up the pen that she realized that she couldn't write characters from this period at all!

"No, how can you not write?"

"Hmm..." Lin Zhixia tilted her head and tapped herself with the book. After thinking for a long time, she came up with an answer that made Luo Fusheng want to open her head to see what was inside.

"This is a problem left over from history, which cannot be controlled by human beings."

The Republic of China was an era in which new and old ideas were mixed. Various new ideas emerged in an endless stream, and old ideas still occupied a place.Luo Fusheng asked Lin Zhixia to help him choose books. To be honest, Lin Zhixia really didn't know how to choose.

There are many foreign translations in this era, but Lin Zhixia doesn't know which publishing house has a high level of translation in this era, so he dare not choose foreign masterpieces lightly.But she didn't read too many classics from this country, and she didn't know if the people she knew were born or not.

In the end, Lin Zhixia had no choice but to choose a few books for Luo Fusheng according to her own preferences. When paying the bill, Lin Zhixia suddenly thought of a question, why didn't she just ask what textbooks the school used and buy the same one?

"It's not unexpected."

After leaving the bookstore, Luo Fusheng thought of something and ran back, took an introductory English book to check out.

"What are you doing?"

"After I learn it, I will be able to speak to you in foreign language, so Luo Cheng won't have to say that I regard myself as a cultural person."

"...Luo Fusheng, if you want to learn, I can teach you."

"Who is this man, he knows Peking Opera, can he still learn this foreign stuff?"

Lin Zhixia recalled the fear of being dominated by English words, and silently lit a candle for Luo Fusheng in her heart.She flipped through the introductory English book that Luo Fusheng bought, and couldn't help laughing out loud, causing passers-by to stop, but they didn't get curious for too long, because the person standing next to her was Luo Fusheng.

"Three grams of oil, please, this death, that death...Luo Fusheng, if you read it, you can learn foreign language. I have your surname." Write the Chinese transliteration under the English word, this kind of thing she used to go to school I also did it with my classmates, but the teacher was very angry when he found out, and the whole class was fined to copy the phonetic symbols.

"Why, I haven't eaten pork and I haven't seen a pig run, look down on me, don't you?"

"Have you ever seen a pig run away? Anyway, I have eaten pork but I have never seen a pig run away."

Xu Xingcheng has been very troubled recently. He fell in love with Duan Tianying, who sang with Lin Zhixia at the Longfu Theater, but he couldn't find a breakthrough when he wanted to chase him.It happened that Luo Fusheng ran over to him with a pidgin English book and asked him for advice, saying that he wanted to learn English.

Although Xu Xingcheng studied in France, it is more than enough to teach Luo Fusheng English.Knowing that Luo Fusheng is close to Lin Zhixia, I wanted to take advantage of Luo Fusheng's English teaching to ask him to help talk to Lin Zhixia to see if he could help him chase Duan Tianying.But Luo Fusheng's Chinese accent...Xu Xingcheng felt hopeless.

"Fusheng, why do you suddenly want to learn English?" Luo Fusheng's Chinese pronunciation drove Xu Xingcheng crazy, and in desperation he asked a question that had been on his mind for a long time.

"Zhixia knows foreign language, so I have to shorten the distance with her, right?"

"Lin Zhixia? Does she know foreign language? Yes, she greeted me in Italian that day, but that doesn't mean anything, maybe she will say that. Besides, isn't she just singing there? Where did she go to school?" foreign language."

"Hey, can you speak? Let me tell you, Zhixia knows more than just foreign languages. She understands what you understand, and she understands what you don't."

"Well, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Now that you have embraced a beauty, why don't you want to help your brother?"

"Look at what you said, it's not a matter of words."

Lin Zhixia didn't like Luo Fusheng's buddy, very much.Although the other party didn't do anything harmful to nature, but he just didn't like it. Lin Zhixia could only explain it with "the magnetic field is wrong".Therefore, when Luo Fusheng approached her and asked her to help Xu Xingcheng chase Duan Tianying, her first reaction was to refuse.

"You don't know what other girls are thinking, so you just run straight over like this, so as not to scare people. Besides, you can only be sincere when chasing a girl by yourself. It's nothing to turn someone else's hand, and you still turn around so much."

"It's nothing to help, Xingcheng is my brother anyway, you don't look at the monk's face and the Buddha's face, just help him for my sake." Luo Fusheng shook Lin Zhixia's hand, shaking it so much Lin Zhixia almost relented and agreed.

"Fusheng, if the two of them have a crush on each other, I can help push it, but I'm not sure what the girl is thinking right now. If I just ran over and said that, wouldn't it be suspected of persecution?"

"Okay, don't be angry. It's okay if I accompany you to eat raw pan fried. What's the big deal, I'll help your brother to test it? Okay, don't be angry." Lin Zhixia shook Luo Fusheng's shoulder, shaking Luo Fusheng so much Dizzy, agreed.

The author has something to say: When I was writing this paragraph, it reminded me of when I was in college, there were often people lighting candles downstairs in the dormitory, and then a group of people shouted: XX, I love you.If the girl doesn't come out, a group of people will keep shouting and shouting.Then one day, there was such a news in our local area: the girl poured a basin of water on the spot

Ah, if Brother Sheng told xxc what Zhixia said, wouldn't xxc throw the blame on the spot?Then don't tell me