The king is rich and young: My apprentice has been pitted again!

Chapter 286
On Christmas Day, the third floor of the gymnasium.

A large and luxurious stage, with seats surrounding it, layer upon layer like steps, can seat people in all directions.

Before the start of the stage play competition, people came to the gymnasium one after another. There were many teachers, students and their families from the school, as well as pesticide lovers from other schools. The audience was crowded!
With the opening of the big red curtain, male and female hosts appeared, gave a brief introduction to this event, and then cut into the theme!

The first stage play was staged, and the title of the play was "Mo Xie".

In the state of Chu, Gan Jiang was an unknown swordsmith. He became obsessed with making swords. He stayed by the sword-making furnace day and night, and sold all the valuable things in his house to use them as capital for making swords. The discarded swords A sword mound was piled up outside the gate.

Everyone in the village came to laugh at this unworldly guy.Only his wife Mo Xie has been supporting him, giving him water when he is thirsty, and cooking for him when he is hungry.

One day, the general was forging a sword, and Mo Xie was by his side. Seeing the beads of sweat on his forehead, she wiped his sweat.The general grabbed Mo Xie's hand, and said softly: "Mo Xie, I am so lucky to have a wife like you. I will do my best in this life to give you stability and glory!"

Mo Xie smiled and said: "I have no other requirements, I just hope that you can forge a sword, become the No.1 sword in the world, and fulfill your life's wish."

Gan Jiang's eyes were red, and he held Mo Xie tightly into his arms.As time passed, the sword casting furnace was brightly lit all day long, and Mo Xie prepared tea and meals one by one, cooking with heart every day.

A go-getter forges a sword infatuatedly, without any flaws, and discards it if he is not satisfied, and his family cannot make ends meet.It all depends on Mo Xie to go to the mountains to pick wild fruits and wild vegetables, and use them to make delicious snacks.Mo Xie always tried his best not to let Gan Gan worry about family matters.

Heaven pays off, ten years of hard work finally pays off, and the general gets his wish, making a good sword that cuts iron like mud!

General: "Look, Mo Xie, I have finally forged a peerless sword!"

Mo Xie forced a smile on her pale face, Gan Jiang was too excited but didn't notice the abnormality in her body.

Since then, Gan Jiang will take the sword every day to challenge other swordsmiths, and he can't help but be overjoyed every time he comes back victorious.

There is no one in the world who can forge a sword like a go-getter!
The news spread across the land of Chu and Han in an instant, and the swordsmiths who were defeated by him harbored grudges and wanted to frustrate the general's spirit.

There is a recognized peerless master in the world who can not only cut iron like mud, but also inhabits the soul.The master asked his disciples to send invitation posts, hoping to compete with the sword made by the generals, and the winner would be the king of the swordsmiths!
The general accepted the battle invitation and said proudly: "Tomorrow I will meet him with a sword in hand. At that time, he will not lose his reputation as the No.1 sword maker in the world!"

On the second day, the general got up very early, and Mo Xie combed his hair. Suddenly, she frowned and turned her back.

Gan Jiang helped her: "What's wrong?"

Mo Xie coughed: "It's okay, it's okay, it's just that I've been too tired recently..."

The go-getter was a little skeptical, but he breathed a sigh of relief: "It's fine, just wait for me at home."

Mo Xie looked at the general's firm eyes and said with a smile, "Well, I'll be waiting for you."

The go-getter went to challenge the master's mansion, only to hear a "bang", one piece fell to the ground, and the other piece was held in his hand.

Gan Jiang's originally proud eyes suddenly became empty and sad. He stood there blankly. At that moment, all he had left in his world was a broken sword...

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　　Based on "Huihui Bedtime Stories", Huihui's voice is very pleasant, and at first she would say sweetly: Give me your little ears, and listen to me about the story of glory...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)