After sitting in the Green Field Bookstore for a while, Zhang Zhong went on Weiyu with nothing to do.
Pengpeng just painted all of "Snow White" yesterday, with a total of thirteen paintings.
Zhang Zhong posted them all on Weiyu, just like last night, asking everyone to look at the pictures and write stories.
If last night's "Ugly Duckling" was entry-level, then tonight's group of "Snow White" is hell-level.
Seeing that Zhang Zhong was talking about looking at pictures again, readers were very happy to know that benefits were going to be distributed, but when they clicked on the pictures and looked around, most of them were confused.
What is this skr?
Zhang Junwei set Zhang Zhong as a special follower. As soon as Zhang Zhong posted a new update, his phone would beep.
Hearing the notification tone, Zhang Junwei opened his phone with curiosity, and then saw the set of pictures sent by Zhang Chong.
Like most people, he was also confused.
He could see some clues in the first picture, as if a pair of parents had given birth to a child.
Look at the crowns and crowns on the parents' heads, they should be the king and the queen.
But from then on, he couldn't understand the rest at all.
In particular, there is a painting in which a woman with a waist as thin as a bamboo pole stands in front of a painting, and then she is about to send someone to kill a little girl.
I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all.
Zhang Junwei scratched his head. He actually wanted to ask Zhang Zhong what the painting meant, but he was too embarrassed to ask.
"Honey, come and see what this painting means?"
Zhang Junwei thought about it for a long time and had no clue, so he went to his wife for help.
Li Tianyi turned his head and glanced at the painting for a few times, and then said, "Doesn't this mean that the king married a new queen, and then the new queen wanted to kill the princess? It's just that I didn't understand much of the story behind it."
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"How did you tell?"
"Just feel it."
The big black line on Zhang Junwei's head shows that women's brain circuits are indeed different from men's.
But after listening to his wife's words, he looked at the previous paintings and felt that this was indeed what happened.
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After spending two hours in Green Field Bookstore, Zhang Zhong got up and went back to Meng Mu's small house. Peng Peng was drawing the story of Little Red Riding Hood today.
She draws much faster now, and she actually drew three pictures in one night, but this is also due to the fact that there are relatively few characters in Little Red Riding Hood.
On the way home, Zhang Zhong put Pengpeng on his shoulders and hummed a children's song.
"I was walking alone on a small road in the countryside. I brought pastries to my grandma to try. Her family lives in a far away and secluded place. I have to worry about whether there are big bad wolves nearby..."
As they sang, Pengpeng would also hum a few lines. By the time the father and daughter were about to arrive home, Pengpeng had already learned the first few lines.
Listening to Peng Peng humming, Zhang Zhong stopped humming and listened to her quietly.
This song is indeed suitable for children to sing. With my thick and rough voice, no matter how I sing it, I can't sing it as well as Pengpeng.
Accompanied by Peng Peng's singing, the father and daughter returned home.
Her grandma heard her singing and asked with a smile, "Did you learn a new nursery song today?"
"Dad taught me this."
Pengpeng saw her grandma, holding Zhang Zhong's head, and rolled her legs back, trying to climb off her father.
Zhang Zhong was afraid that she would fall, so he quickly leaned down to let her down.
After getting off her father, Pengpeng rushed into her grandma's arms, "Grandma, have you seen the big bad wolf?"
Hu Huifang shook her head and asked, "I haven't seen it before. Have you seen Pengpeng?"
"I haven't seen it either, dad has."
Dad... I haven't seen him either. Zhang Zhong couldn't explain it to Pengpeng. She probably thought that the stories his father told were all true, including Snow White and so on.
Hu Huifang glanced at Zhang Zhong, held Pengpeng in her arms and asked, "Did dad tell you what the big bad wolf looks like?"
"Like this."
Pengpeng raised her "claws", bared her teeth at her grandmother, and imitated howling like a wolf.
Zhang Zhong looked at Pengpeng and thought that he had never told her what the big bad wolf looked like. She probably made up this all by herself.
"The big bad wolf is so fierce. He also wants to eat Little Red Riding Hood..."
It's time for Pengpeng to tell stories again. Every time this girl listens to Zhang Zhong's story, she has to run to tell it to others, to Xu Yuhan, to her grandparents. Although she didn't follow her to school, Zhang Zhong guessed that she
I also told my classmates when I was at school.
Otherwise, Liu Minya wouldn't have talked about storytelling last time.
After Pengpeng finished telling the story of Little Red Riding Hood vividly, Hu Huifang took her to take a bath.
After taking a bath, Zhang Zhong held back another story and told her before she fell asleep peacefully.
After Pengpeng fell asleep, Zhang Zhong tiptoed out of his daughter's room and went to the study.
"I am a Fortune Teller" does not update automatically, Zhang Zhong has to run to update it manually.
This book was originally a large chapter, but he cut it into small chapters, each chapter containing only a few words.
He plans to update about two chapters a day from now on, slowly. If it is too fast, the time will be too short, which is not conducive to publicity. If the time is too long, everyone will be tired of waiting for the update.
After posting today's update online, Zhang Zhong found some paper, ink, pen and inkstone and wrote in large characters for a while.
After writing a few sentences of "Manuscript for Nephew Memorial", I stopped writing and prepared to continue the rest tomorrow.
Although Yan Liuou, Zhao Yu and Zhang Chonglin have more calligraphy, relatively speaking, he still prefers Zhang Xu, Huaisu and others' wild and unrestrained style, especially Zhang Xu, who is crazy to the extreme.
But although Zhang Zhong admired Zhang Xu's calligraphy, he could not appreciate it.
Not to mention anything else, just looking at Zhang Xu's living conditions is enough to scare people away.
"Leaving the bed with the top exposed, I screamed three to five times. When I was excited, I sprinkled my brush with it, and I swung it like a shooting star."
He looks similar to a drug addict who is in a state of high every day.
The Tang Dynasty had a legacy from the Wei and Jin Dynasties. During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, many people liked to make elixirs and take elixirs, among which Wu Shi San was particularly famous.
Lu Xun also did research on this, saying that the reason why people in the Wei and Jin Dynasties dressed like gods was because they often got excited and had fever after taking Wu Shi Powder, so they had to wear loose clothes.
This statement is not necessarily accurate, but it also illustrates a certain living condition of people at that time.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhong remembered what Professor Dai said again.
"Look for immortals, find immortal grass, and refine elixirs."
It is said that Li Bai deceived Du Fu, and the two of them found autumn from spring, and met the homeless Gao Shi in the process. In the end, they found nothing, and Du Fu couldn't bear it and ran away.
What a romantic dynasty...
Zhang Zhong retracted his thoughts and looked again at the words he had just written. He always felt that his writing was too rigid and unsightly. He sighed, folded up the whole piece of paper and threw it into the trash can.
"Let's start writing this "Manuscript for Nephew Memorial" from scratch tomorrow."