Liu Ruixuan actually saw contempt in his father's eyes.
He told a good story, but he was despised.
"When you talk about things, you can still talk about the key points. What did you say with all this nonsense?" Boss Liu Fen rolled his eyes at his handsome son dissatisfied, "You are concise and to the point, do you understand?"
What he wants to hear is the storyline!
It's not some kind of psychological activity, but some slander, what the hell?
As this story goes, the two girls have become supporting roles for the pretty boy.
Could it be that my son has fallen in love with that pretty boy?
The boss Liu Fen couldn't help but glance at his handsome son again.
Looking at my son's upright face and his jade tree facing the wind, ahem, how could I slander my handsome son?
What the old man said makes sense. The proprietress Xuan Hua glanced at her son and added two spoons of water to the aluminum pot.
Son, there is a lot of nonsense.
It seems that they are really in love.
"Dad, do you know the difference between Gu Long and Jin Yong?"
What? The boss Liu Fen glared at his son. The topic changed too quickly.
"Isn't dad familiar with them? You don't know?" Liu Ruixuan's tone was disdainful, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes.
Looking at my father's somewhat dazed expression.
Liu Ruixuan smiled slightly and took a bite of tofu. It was silky and delicate and melted in your mouth.
It is not polite to come and not go back.
Can't you bear this look?
I was looked down upon severely by my father just now.
"Of course I know." Boss Liu Fen's neck tightened, "Only fools don't know."
The proprietress Xuan Hua slowly turned her head to look at the old man next to her. She didn't know.
"Dad, please tell me." Liu Ruixuan glanced at my mother, looked at me who didn't know anything and smiled.
"Jin Yong's style is: "versus 3", "versus 7", "versus 10", "versus Q", "versus point", "versus 2", "bomb" and "king bomb"; Gu Long's style is: "versus 3" "king bomb"
!" Boss Liu Fen looked proud, "Isn't that right, kid?"
"Yeah! Master! You can tell he is an expert as soon as you hear it." Liu Ruixuan smiled, took a mouthful of tofu and put it in his mouth.
What the hell? The proprietress Xuan Hua turned around and saw that the two of them were actually playing cards?
Okay! She doesn’t like this!
"Hehe," the boss Liu Fen laughed twice, "Lao Jin's characters are all growth-oriented. From the loser level, he gradually becomes a top expert and upgrades to fight monsters. Xiao Gu is not the same. He has a protagonist as soon as he appears.
Their strength, their resourcefulness, or their human character.”
"The analysis is spot on." Liu Ruixuan couldn't help but take a second look at his father.
I began to believe that I did go to middle school and summarized it well.
"What's more," the pride on boss Liu Fen's face can be seen clearly, "when two masters of Lao Jin compete, the winner is often determined very slowly. It is impossible without doing dozens of moves first, and for the top masters
The time-consuming competition between them was even more astonishing. For example, the first sword fight at Huashan Mountain lasted ten days and ten nights."
"Xiao Gu is different. The duel in his martial arts is more like that of a Japanese samurai. Draw the sword, draw the sword, and it's over."
After the boss Liu Fen finished speaking, he looked at his son's handsome smiling face.
It’s strange, why did it suddenly involve Lao Jin and Xiao Gu?
Didn’t they listen to the love triangle between their son and the pretty boy, oh no, and Qingqing?
The boss, Liu Fen, blinked and glanced at his wife, who was seriously cutting vegetable leaves beside him.
Um?
When did she take back the kitchen knife that was two meters away?
"I'll do it, I'll do it." The boss Liu Fen snatched the kitchen knife over in an instant, "I can do a small thing like chopping vegetables."
The proprietress Xuan Hua took advantage of the situation and let go. Well, this old man is pretty smart.
"Is your discussion over?" Xuan Hua, the proprietress, took a towel and wiped her hands, then looked at the old man and his son from left to right.
Jing said something that she was not interested in. Apart from fighting and killing, what was there to see?
"That's almost it." Liu Ruixuan took over, "Dad, do you have anything else to say?"
"Huh?" Boss Liu Fen stopped chopping vegetables and glanced at his son, "That's about it."
"Oh." Liu Ruixuan responded, "None of the answers you gave me were the answers I wanted."
"What?" Boss Liu Fen pointed at his son with a kitchen knife, "It's not an exam, and there are standard answers?"
"That's right," Liu Ruixuan responded, "Mr. Jin likes to describe fighting moves, and Gu Sheng likes to describe the atmosphere, environment, and psychological activities of characters."
"Then what?" Liu Fen, the boss, held up the kitchen knife and cut the green vegetables in front of him.
He also knows this!
He also knew two martial arts masters, and there were obvious differences between them in character creation.
Jin Yong uses the traditional Chinese character creation method. Each character has a very distinct personality. Guo Jing is "simple", Huang Rong is "eccentric", Linghu Chong is "unrestrained and romantic", and the characters in his works are also quite particular.
There are differences between good and evil, and all of them are lifelike with flesh and blood.
Gu Long, on the other hand, admires the combination of characters. He comprehensively expresses the characters' inner contradictions, conflicts in their personalities, and psychological distortions. A typical example is Xiao Yu'er in "The Two Prides", who lives up to his name.
But what does this have to do with today’s love triangle?
The boss Liu Fen raised his head slightly and glanced at the handsome son in front of him.
"Then?" Liu Ruixuan smiled, "I watched Gu Long, so I was influenced by him."
"Ahem." Boss Liu Fen twitched the corner of his mouth, going around in such a big circle to find such a high-sounding reason for himself!
The son is too old to be controlled by his father!
"Well, that makes sense." Xuan Hua, the landlady's wife, who had been silent for a long time, raised her hand to hold the strands of hair around her ears.
Qiong Yao also likes to write about the environment, the psychology of characters, and the atmosphere. The scenery described in "Cold Smoke Green" is really beautiful, and every line of the poem is so beautiful!
This writing style, this writing talent is so great.
I always see her crying until she bursts into tears.
Fortunately, she has now moved to the battlefield of youth.
This is not the case with Xi Juan's books. Although there are characters' psychology and scenery, they are relaxing, pleasant and comfortable to read.
Ahem, it's a pity that her son won't discuss this with her.
It would be nice if my daughter was here.
The proprietress Xuan Hua couldn't help but take a closer look at Qing Qing, wondering whose book Qing Qing likes to read?
Otherwise, go and ask?
"Hey, Mom, where are you going?"
Liu Ruixuan grabbed the old woman who was about to walk over.
"I..." The proprietress Xuan Hua opened her mouth, but before she could speak, she was snatched away by Liu Fen on the side.
"Your mother thought you talked too much, so she went directly to Qingqing." The boss Liu Fen glanced at his son and took a big step back.
"Ahem." Liu Ruixuan couldn't hold it back and almost squirted again. He quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth and calmed down, "Mom, come back."
Huh? The proprietress Xuan Hua was startled for a moment, looked at her son, then at herself, smiled sarcastically, and stepped back.
How could she forget that we agreed to keep distance in public places?
"Who said I was going to find Qingqing?" Xuan Hua, the landlady's wife, calmed down and looked at her husband who was gloating about his misfortune, "I'm going to go find that pretty boy."
What? The boss Liu Fen and his son looked at each other, and then looked at the boss’s wife Xuan Hua.
"You've left me out in the cold." Xuan Hua, the proprietress's wife, raised her eyebrows, "Of course I'm going to go and chat with you."
Liu Ruixuan curled his lips and remained silent.
Want to chat with Xia Yang?
That's true. Xia Yang is a learned man. He is a seventy-year-old man at one level and a seven-year-old boy at the bottom.
The boss Liu Fen was startled, looked at the kitchen knife in his hand, and continued to cut vegetables.
Neglected?
Since the birth of his two children, he has been left out in the cold to the point where he can no longer find a sense of existence while standing in a corner.
He just said a few words to his son, but the old woman couldn't bear it anymore.
Then he, right? Boss Liu Fen raised his eyelids slightly and looked around. The sun was about to set, and the students would come to eat soon.
Can he also talk to the little girl and comfort his heart that has been neglected for nearly twenty years?
"Ouch," the boss Liu Fen suddenly felt a pain in his waist and turned to face the cold gaze of his old lady.
"What are you thinking about?" Xuan Hua, the landlady's wife, withdrew her slightly wealthy hand.
It's really outrageous that she can pull out tricks right under her nose.
"No, it's nothing," the boss Liu Fen chuckled twice and turned to his son, "You brat, hurry up and tell a story. Ahem, tell a story."