If you are asked to do historical animation, will you be a bad person?

Chapter 65 Han Fei sets off to return to his country
Eggplant saw that Yaya hadn't left, and frowned on his bearded face.

"What are you doing! What else is there!"

Yaya pursed her lips, then sat down with her son in her arms with a smile on her face.

"It's okay. I suddenly became interested. Come and lean over there and watch together."

Eggplant was pushed aside by Yaya, with an annoyed look on her face, but in the end she didn't say much.

To be honest, Yaya still holds a lot of weight in Qiezi's heart, otherwise he wouldn't want to watch his favorite movies with her.

So Yaya is willing to stay, and Eggplant is actually quite happy to do so, but he must be unforgiving.

"You insist on crowding in here, making me have to watch it again!"

As he said that, he pulled the video to the very beginning, where a young man and an old man were sitting opposite each other on the top of the mountains shrouded in smoke.

The young man named Han Fei spoke humbly to the old man.

"Teacher, I had a dream last night."

The old man with closed eyes sitting opposite Han Fei is Xunzi, a representative figure of contemporary Confucianism.

When the old man heard Han Fei's words, he screamed.

"What kind of dream?"

Han Fei thought for a moment, lowering his eyebrows.

"I have generally forgotten it, but there are only tear stains left on the pillow. I don't know whether they are tears of sadness or joy from understanding."

Xunzi hummed softly.

"You have gained another layer of experience, which is good."

What the two of them were talking about was a dream, but not entirely a dream.

This is a Confucian thought about "not to be happy with things and not to be sad with yourself".

But in any case, Han Fei's statement satisfied Xunzi.

But as soon as Xunzi finished his words of praise, Han Fei said a little depressed.

"However, I seem to have repeated this dream many times."

After hearing Han Fei's words, Xunzi still closed his eyes.

"Since you have forgotten this dream, why do you still know that it is a recurring dream?"

Han Fei was silent for a moment and then answered.

"Because I always remember a song in my dreams. There is an indescribable beauty and sadness in the tune, but it is very far away and yet seems very familiar."

"When I heard this song, it seemed that my heart became clear and I thought about many things clearly."

Han Fei's words finally made Xunzi open his eyes.

"So, you're here to say goodbye?"

Xunzi didn't mean to stop him, which made Han Fei breathe out a sigh of relief.

"I feel a calling, and I think it's time for me to set out. The teacher's kindness in teaching and solving doubts will be remembered by the disciples for the rest of their lives."

Han Fei knelt down to Xunzi, but Xunzi just closed his eyes again.

"Let's go, Han Fei."

When Han Fei saw his family like this, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up in joy.

For no other reason, if he was not ready to become a master, Xunzi would definitely not let him go easily.

However, Xunzi did not stop him, which at least meant that he had been recognized by his teacher, a Confucian master.

How many people in the world can be recognized by Teacher Xunzi? So that's enough.

After bidding farewell to Xunzi, Han Fei prepared to leave, and before leaving, he met with his fellow disciple Li Si.

But Li Si was puzzled.

"Senior brother, are you going back to Korea?"

Han Fei responded calmly.

"Yes, it's time to go back."

Li Si's sharp face was filled with thoughts.

"South Korea is the weakest among the seven countries. With senior brother's talent, it is really a pity."

Han Fei shook his head with a smile.

"I can't help it, that's my country and my home."

Hearing what Han Fei said, Li Si said regretfully.

"It seems that being born into an emperor's family may not be a lucky thing."

Han Fei breathed lightly.

"Maybe, but what about you? What are your plans?"

He is considered a disciple, and Li Si is actually not far away.

The two of them are from the same school, so they naturally know the basics.

In this time of war, Li Si is also a talented person and is destined to leave. But Li Si sighed with humility.

"Senior brother is ten times more talented than me. I can choose to assist the weakest one. I am ready to try my luck under the most powerful roof among the Seven Kingdoms."

Han Fei instantly guessed where it was.

"Are you going to Qin?"

Li Si frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed.

"Senior brother, Li Si is more realistic."

Han Fei didn't think it was inappropriate.

"Dreams are beautiful to talk about, but they are very fragile. It is better to be realistic."

After saying that, he threw a stone to Li Si. Li Si looked at the sharp-edged stone in his hand and started his daily game with Han Fei.

Han Fei hit several water floats, and Li Si was not to be outdone.

Both of them were silent for a moment as they looked at the stone that was getting farther and farther away and then submerged into the water, before Li Si spoke.

"Only by relying on the State of Qin can I dare to compete with my senior brother."

Han Fei curled his lips.

"So, next time we meet, we will be opponents?"

Li Si frowned slightly, but pretended to look at Han Fei relaxedly.

"I hope I won't disappoint senior brother."

Han Fei narrowed his lazy eyes.

"Then let's make an agreement, we can't be merciful just because we are from the same sect."

Li Si smiled and answered firmly.

"Absolutely not, senior brother, don't worry."

The two talked for a while and then parted ways.

In fact, there are some things the two of them don't say to each other. This has always been the case, but after all, they are from the same sect and there are not that many things they can't get along with.

After leaving, Han Fei set off and rushed back to South Korea.

Accompanied by the passionate yet gentle high-pitched female voice, Han Fei began his long journey back through the mountains, forests and wild streams.

Along the way, as far as the eye could see, there wasn't much except for large stretches of abandoned wilderness.

It can almost be described as devastated and the people are displaced.

And because of the war, prices are also horribly high.

Two jars of wine cost almost as much as a war horse.

You must know that horses are quite scarce but indispensable nowadays.

Faced with this situation, Han Fei had mixed feelings in his heart, but he became more determined and looked up at the sky.

Overcast clouds and pattering rain turned the ground into mud, making the horses stagger, just like the future of Korea.

But Han Fei didn't mean to be depressed at all.

He picked up the wine jar and toasted it to the rain.

The appearance is chic and sad.

When I saw the video, Eggplant slapped his thigh.

"It's beautiful! I can't find anything else to describe it except that it's beautiful! Although I don't quite understand it, it's just so beautiful!"

Yaya giggled on the side.

"It does look good. Why does it look so good?"

Eggplant didn't understand what Yaya meant by good-looking, and thought his wife had matched his aesthetic.

"Didn't you say that anime is for me and my son? Aren't you watching it with gusto?"

Yaya still looked at Han Fei intently and ignored Eggplant.

"How come it looks so good! How can you make it look so good!"

Eggplant didn't notice anything was wrong at this time, but just asked Yaya out of curiosity.

"You've got it?"

Yaya answered naturally.

"What's there to understand? Does it just look good?"

Eggplant was immediately speechless.

But Eggplant does have a lot of questions about the film.

Han Fei, Li Si, even Xunzi and Eggplant have all heard of it. After all, it is the content of history class.

But what does the conversation between them mean?
Eggplant really doesn’t understand.

(End of this chapter)