Four hundred and fortieth chapters slave owner [eighth more]
When Zhang Shilin received the call from the Writers Association, she was confused!
"Who said I want to join the Writers' Association?"
Zhang Shilin was completely confused. .
"Your teacher recommended it."
The Writers Association explained.
"Which teacher?"
Zhang Shilin doesn't want to join any writers' association.
It's not that it's not good, it's just too annoying.
"Both teachers recommended it."
The Writers Association replied.
"I!"
Zhang Shilin almost spat out a mouthful of old blood. Was I being sold out by two teachers working together?
But there is no other way. She is a person who respects teachers. Since both teachers have asked her to go, then she should go.
According to the address, we came to the Imperial Capital Writers Association.
People from the Writers Association expressed their welcome.
Filling out forms, writing applications, it’s a lot of chaos.
The more he wrote these things, the more irritable Zhang Shilin became.
It is far different from what I had with Teacher Liu Chen.
Well, the difference from Teacher Lu Xiaobu is even greater.
Instead of writing articles, it’s all about tables!
After finally finishing it patiently, I thought everything would be fine.
As a result, there was actually some kind of meeting.
She said that the leader of the Writers' Association was coming to see her and asked her to wait.
The fire in Zhang Shilin's heart suddenly burned up.
This girl also has a bad temper, especially now that "Ma Shuo" is waiting for her to study, it makes her even more anxious, and the veins on her hands are popping up!
However, she was really not good at words, so she could only continue to suppress her temper.
Wait! Keep waiting! When we see you, leave immediately!
Finally the grinding chirp came.
Two old men.
A person she knew from the Writers' Association, who often met Teacher Liu, seemed to be named Wen.
I don't know the second one.
so.
"Hello, Teacher Wen, I'm leaving."
After Zhang Shilin finished speaking, he turned and left.
Mr. Wen heard this just before he opened his mouth to say hello.
I just stayed where I was!
What is going on?!
"puff!"
The people on the scene from the Writers Association almost vomited blood.
Just say this when you meet me!
And then left?!
What kind of trouble do you want to make?
Seeing the expressions of the people around him, Mr. Wen smiled bitterly and waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.
He had also met this girl at Liu Chen's place before.
He probably has some understanding of his temperament and character, and although it's a bit embarrassing, he can generally understand it.
But!
Just because he understands it, it doesn't mean that other people can understand it.
for example.
The old man next to him.
This old man's name is Zhu Haixuan, and he has just joined the Writers' Association.
He has a certain reputation in the literary world and has many fans.
Because he is relatively old, many people will respectfully address him as "old man".
Mr. Wen just went to pick up Mr. Zhu.
"Little girl, stop!"
Zhu Lao had an unhappy expression on his face.
It is said that scholars look down upon each other, and this is absolutely true.
Zhu Haixuan was used to being a teacher. This time when he came to the Writers Association, Mr. Wen personally greeted him.
Now that he has just come in, he is scorned by a little girl. How can he bear it?!
"What's going on?!"
Zhang Shilin stood still, turned his head and said slightly impatiently: "I'm really busy."
What she told was the truth, but it immediately angered Zhu Haixuan.
What do you mean, I, the elder, am not impatient yet, but this little girl like you is impatient first.
He took a deep breath: "You are young and I am not as familiar with you. Tell me who your teacher is? I will go find him and see how he teaches his students."
"Mr. Zhu, forget it, forget it, this girl joined the Writers Association on her first day, so don't argue with her." Mr. Wen advised from the side.
As a result, it was better not to persuade him, but once he persuaded him, Zhu Haixuan's temper became even worse.
What? This rude little girl has just joined the Writers Association?
He is actually in the same level as a little girl?!
Can this be tolerated?!
Suddenly, Zhu Haixuan's voice became more severe: "Little girl, tell me, who is your teacher?! Tell me!"
Until now, he is still putting on airs and is unwilling to communicate with his peers Zhang Shilin!
"My teacher is Lu Xiaobu, what do you want to do?"
Zhang Shilin stood still and looked back at Zhu Haixuan.
"Lu Xiaobu?"
Zhu Haixuan frowned and searched hard for this name in his mind.
Finally it dawned on him.
"So it's the author of "The Story of Young Heavenly Dynasty"?"
Zhu Haixuan remembered it, but there was a trace of disdain on his face: "If I remember correctly, that Lu Xiaobu should be a prodigal! A prodigal with no knowledge and skills, he dared to start a sect with just one article "The Story of Young Heavenly Dynasty"
Have you established a faction?"
Hearing this, even Mr. Wen's face darkened.
This is already what Chi Guoguo is targeting.
He knew very well why Lu Xiaobu accepted Zhang Shilin. It was obviously the result of Liu Chen and Lu Xiaobu losing their match.
Mr. Wen was angry, which shows how angry Zhang Shilin, a girl who respected her teachers, was.
"My teacher is not qualified enough to establish a sect, so you are even less worthy!"
Zhang Shilin looked at Zhu Haixuan angrily: "Just in time, my teacher has written a new article for you!"
"There are Bole horses in the world, and then there are thousand-mile horses. There are always thousand-mile horses, but there are not always Bole horses. Therefore, although there are famous horses, they are humiliated in the hands of slaves and die in parallel in a stall, so they are not called thousand-mile horses."
"A horse that can run a thousand miles can eat up as much millet or stone in one meal. Those who eat horses eat without knowing that it can run a thousand miles. Even though it is a horse that can run a thousand miles, it is not full of food, lacks strength, its talent and beauty are not visible, and it wants to compete with others.
If you can't get a long-lasting horse, how can you expect it to be able to run a thousand miles?"
"The horse is not driven in the right way, the food is not able to use its talents, and the sound of the horse is not understood. If you come to it with the force of the horse, you will say: "There is no horse in the world!" Woohoo! Is there really no horse? Is it true that I don't know horses?
."
Zhang Shilin's literary skills cannot be built on.
It didn't take long for her to memorize "The Story of Horses" given to her by Lu Xiaobu!
And gave Zhu Haixuan a hard slap!
Zhu Haixuan’s face turned green!,
Slaves? Humiliated at the hands of slaves? Died in a stable?
This is really saying that he is not worthy of being a teacher, he will only mislead others, and he is not worthy of establishing a sect!
How poisonous are these words?
Even Chollima was turned into a waste by him?!
And he couldn’t recognize Chollima!
This slap hurts!
He had just said that he was not worthy of establishing a sect, and someone here slapped him in the face with his article!
He was angry, but Mr. Wen's eyes were bright and he was excited: "Okay! What a great article! This article is so fast!"
What a great article this is!
What a great article "Ma Shuo", using horses as metaphors for people and using horses to educate people!
This and the previous "Young Heavenly Dynasty" simply complement each other, one educates children and the other educates educators!
Excellent product! Absolutely excellent product!
However, Mr. Wen's words were like a slap on Zhu Haixuan's face, making his face hurt even more!
An article that criticized him was actually said by Mr. Wen to be a good article!
This slap in the face!
Mr. Wen didn't care about this old bastard. He looked at Zhang Shilin with burning eyes: "Did you write this article, or was it written by Lu Xiaobu?!"
"Of course it was written by my teacher!" Zhang Shilin said proudly.
When she saw the person who insulted Teacher Xiaobu being severely slapped in the face, she felt extremely happy and a little proud!
"Then do you think you can contact your teacher? I have admired his name for a long time." Mr. Wen said eagerly.
"My teacher is busy playing games and has no time." Zhang Shilin told the truth.
Mr. Wen: "..."
But at this moment, Zhu Haixuan and no one took him seriously. Even if he left in disgrace, no one would send him off!