Interstellar Farming: The sick and weak male protagonist is struggling to survive on money

Chapter 211 The Three Character Classic

Nian Shutong's consciousness has penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness, the main reason is that if he doesn't come in, these two guys will use their sea of ​​consciousness as a battlefield.

"Stop, stop, stop!"

Nian Shutong's conscious villain, with a knife, a seed.

She first looked at Xiaoba, looked carefully and asked: "Can you move?"

"Yes! Host! Xiaoba and you are soul-bound!"

Soul bound?

"That is to say, Daodao and I discussed about fighting, you know?"

Seed Xiaoba covered his eyes with two fingerless hands and shook his head.

"Xiao Ba doesn't know! Xiao Ba doesn't know!"

Nian Shutong was immediately amused by Xiao Ba's appearance.

Is this helping him to deceive the spar?
"Okay, you don't know." Nian Shutong took Xiao Ba's hand and looked at Dao Dao again.

"Daodao, this is Xiaoba. Although it came later, we must remember that it was under the thunder that saved us both."

"Although we are not good people, our grievances must always be clear."

Nian Shutong pulled Xiao Ba to Dao Dao's body and said, "You can fight, but be careful not to get hurt!"

"Do you understand?"

Nian Shutong said seriously, do you know, and Daodao and Xiaoba replied quietly: I know.

Nian Shutong nodded in satisfaction, and she didn't care about other things.

The way to get along is to talk about it after getting along.

"Okay, Dao Dao, I'm looking for you to find some enlightenment books for our Blue Star children."

Nian Shutong only found out from Xingwang that Xingji’s schools are all rote, one word, tell you what to read, you just memorize it and you’re done.

No accompanying article, no explanation, nothing.

She felt a little bored, let alone those children who were active and active.

"Master, there are the Three-Character Classic and the Thousand-Character Classic, which can be used for enlightenment."

Nian Shutong took a look at it first, and thought it was very good, but how could she take it out?

Copy it again?It's not impossible, it's better to make it like a book, and each child will have a copy, which is better than reading light brains.

I always feel that holding a book gives me a heavier sense of knowledge.

As soon as he thought of it, Nian Shutong opened the star network and bought paper, ink, brushes and inkstones.

Thanks to StarCraft, which highly appreciates traditional culture, although it is not developed, the general accessories are still complete.

When Shutong was waiting for the delivery robot to come to her door, she asked Daodao and said, "Daodao, what were you doing just now?"

"Master, Daodao is carrying the next novel."

"Huh? Did your favorite book come out?"

"Not yet, the results will be out tomorrow." Dao Dao unfolded the page so that Nian Shutong could see it clearly.

"But Daodao thinks it's pretty much the same. This martial artist's praise exceeds many others."

Nian Shutong looked at Guangnao's page, and the martial arts page received the most likes because there was a word "Xia" in it.

The second is that Xianxia ranked second, and the reason why he didn't become the first was that he was afraid of swords and knives, so I wrote Baguio again.

Book friends said that they couldn't bear it, so even if they were fans of Xianxia, ​​they chose Wuxia.

As for the others, they are far behind.

"Daodao, what book did you write?"

"Master, it's The Legend of the Condor Heroes. This book is super powerful! It has been on the earth for a long time, and it has been remade into a TV series by countless people."

"This time, Daodao is going to finish the book in one go, so that book friends can have a good time reading it."

"it is good."

After Nian Shutong communicated with Daodao, he said goodbye to Xiaoba, and left the sea of ​​consciousness to wait for his robot outside.

Fortunately, it didn't take long, and the arrival of the robot didn't attract anyone's attention. Nian Shutong took the goods and returned to the cabin.

"Huh? Is this ink?" Nian Shutong held a bottle of ink, and carefully searched the bag, but found no ink stick.

It seems to be written with this.

She poured out a little bit of the ink, and it was good now, so there was no need to grind it.

Spreading out the paper, Nian Shutong first cut it to make it the size of a book, so that it can be bound into a volume after finishing writing.

Nian Shutong took a brush and practiced on the extra paper.

"It's okay, not too unfamiliar."

Nian Shutong knows calligraphy and some painting, but only limited to ink painting, or artistic conception painting.

The later in cultivation, the more one pursues epiphany, and it is not enough to just practice blindly.

So the cultivators at that time would develop one or two hobbies.

Nian Shutong has three hobbies, calligraphy, painting, and one that no one can think of.

embroidery.

But her embroidery is different from others, it is more like playing with needles, because she likes to embroider with poison on flowers and plants.

Putting this aside for the time being, Nian Shutong's calligraphy is still good.

After all, someone who can achieve epiphany through calligraphy must have reached a certain level.

Nian Shutong, who is proficient in strength, sat down on a stool and began to copy the Three Character Classic.

At the beginning of human beings, nature is good.The sex is similar, but the habit is far away.

If you don't teach, your sex will change.The way of teaching is expensive.

The morning sun is just right, not ostentatious, not glaring.

Nian Shutong straightened his back, while turning his wrist, the pen and ink flowed, and the inheritance was continued.

After Fu Yunhe finished his morning arrangements, he wanted to come over and call Nian Shutong for dinner, but when he passed by the window of the cabin, his steps stopped and his breathing slowed down.

His eyes passed through the four windows, penetrated the soft light, and fell on the delicate side face.

At this time, the coquettish mole of tears does not have a trace of charm, but instead gives birth to a kind of quiet beauty, with every eyebrow and every eye like a book.

Eyelashes fluttering from time to time, cherry pink lips, slender neck.

At this time, Nian Shutong is like a most exquisite silhouette, there is no need to see the whole picture, just that thin shadow is enough to make people's hearts move.

what is she doing?
Fu Yunhe had never seen Nian Shutong like this before, he was thinking, which side is the real her?

In other words, every side is her.It's just that he knows too little.

Nian Shutong, who had been copying in the room, naturally knew of Fu Yunhe's arrival, and she had been waiting for him to speak.

But why haven't you spoken yet?

What on earth are you here for?

Don't you call yourself to eat?Just passing by?

The smell of rice in the air made Nian Shutong put down the pen in his hand and turn his head.

"Xiaohe, what are you doing?"

"I didn't do anything!"

Fu Yunhe replied in a panic, he thought that Nian Shutong was blaming him for staring, after replying in a panic, seeing Nian Shutong's strange eyes, he felt that he was thinking too much.

"Hehe...I'll call you to eat."

At this time, Nian Shutong had already got up, and her quiet and far-reaching scholarly air slowly dissipated as she got up.

She walked to the window and looked at Fu Yunhe carefully. The look in his eyes made Fu Yunhe a little uncomfortable.

Two people, one inside the window and one outside the window.

One is pretending to be calm while the other is calm and teasing.

"Beauty, do you find that I am beautiful?"

(End of this chapter)