Rebirth: My Beautiful Professor Girlfriend is So Sweet!

Dog Fantong recommended a novel?

Many readers read the short and weak update of their Fantong.

They were slightly surprised to see the novel called "Nose" recommended at the end of the chapter.

In addition to Fantong's surprisingly hard recommendation, what surprised them even more was the name of the novel.

"Is this a novel specifically for popularizing the nose?"

"It feels different from Fantong's dog food articles, so I don't want to read it."

"Me too, I'm here to eat sugar, and this book title doesn't have sugar at first glance."

"That's right, if you have time to recommend other people's chapters, wouldn't it be better to write more words?!"

"Well, after all, we are also fans of Fantong, and he has promoted it so hard, so we should reluctantly go over to support him!"

"Yes, by the way, go and see if his friend is as short and weak as him."

...

Most of the readers said, and reluctantly went to the homepage to search for the title of the book and clicked in.

Haidu.

In a messy bachelor apartment, a man with unshaven beard, messy hair and a depressed spirit was sitting on the sofa, holding a mobile phone in one hand and a beer bottle in the other. According to the recommendation of Fantong, he found the novel called "Nose".

The man's name is Li Qinglin. Just a year ago, he started a company with great ambition for the first time in his life. In the first half of the month, due to lack of experience, he was unable to maintain it after all, and the company went bankrupt and spent all the savings of his family.

Recently, he felt that the attitude of his family and relatives and friends towards him had changed.

Especially his wife, the two seemed to be no longer as close as before, and gradually alienated. He even considered whether to take the initiative to file for divorce to let her be free these days.

However, he was reluctant to give up the relationship between the two for so many years. He felt that he really loved her and was less and less afraid to go back to see her.

He was also afraid that after returning, his wife would suddenly mention the word "divorce" one day, so he locked himself in this bachelor apartment all day and didn't want to see anyone.

He stayed alone in his apartment. He usually didn't play games. In order to focus and kill time, he had been addicted to reading novels recently.

In addition, his relationship with his wife was very tense recently, so he naturally became a fan of Fan Tong's novels.

Although the author was quite mediocre, his writing was not so good, and the updates were not so fast, the novel was still good as a whole, at least it could make him recall the sweetness of being with his wife.

So today, when he saw the novel called "Nose" recommended by the author, although Li Qinglin was not very interested, he decided to come and support it. He found the novel and clicked it to read it.

The content of this short story is very short.

The opening is a description of the nose of an old monk.

It makes people imagine the appearance of the old monk's nose "five or six inches long, hanging from the upper lip to the chin", and it also makes people want to read on. Will such a nose cause trouble to the old monk, and what kind of mentality does he have to treat it?

When the old monk was eating, the tip of his nose would easily "stick on the rice in the bowl", so he could only "instruct a disciple to sit opposite him" and use "a wooden stick to lift his nose for him", but one day, because the disciple sneezed accidentally, his hand trembled, and his nose stuck in the porridge.

This incident was spread all over Kyoto at that time.

The old monk was over fifty years old. From the time he was a novice monk until now when he was promoted to the inner temple, he had always been troubled by the nose.

Of course, on the surface, he pretended to be indifferent.

Not only because he felt that as a monk who should concentrate on rebirth in the Pure Land, it was not appropriate to worry about his nose, but more importantly, he did not want others to know that he took the nose to heart.

In his daily conversations, he was most afraid of mentioning the word "nose".

The nose deeply reminded the old monk of his existence, and the discussions and ridicule of the people in this place also made him unable to recite the scriptures with peace of mind.

【He also secretly looked in the mirror, observed others, searched through the classics, tried various methods to shrink his nose, and even drank crow claw soup and smeared rat urine on his nose, but it never worked. 】

Li Qinglin in front of the mobile phone screen was a little surprised.

The old monk actually drank crow claw soup because of this nose? Smeared rat urine on the nose?

What's next?

Can he get rid of this distress?

Li Qinglin continued to read:

After finding no way, the old monk could only bear the distress brought by this nose alone, and he felt isolated and helpless.

Just when the old monk was negative and painful because of his nose every day, he heard from his enthusiastic disciples that he could make the nose shorter.

【But because he was afraid that others would know that he cared about itThe nose, so even though he was eager to know, he still didn't say he would try that method quickly, but at the same time he said in a relaxed tone that he troubled his apprentice with every meal, which made him feel uneasy. Finally, under the apprentice's earnest persuasion, he "reluctantly" accepted the treatment on the grounds that it was not easy to refuse the disciple's kindness. 】

Seeing this, Li Qinglin frowned slightly.

In fact, it can be seen that the old monk's young apprentice really cares about him, but why is the old monk unwilling to confess to his apprentice that the nose will bring him distress and pain?

After all, he can't let go of the arrogance of a high monk.

He continued to read: The method is extremely simple, just use hot water that can't be put into the nose, and then let someone step on the nose with their feet.

...

After the old monk scalded the nose, the apprentice stepped hard on the still steaming nose with both feet.

He lay on his side, stretched his nose to the floor, and watched his apprentice's feet move up and down in front of his eyes.

The apprentice looked apologetic from time to time, looked down at the old monk's bald head, and asked: "Does it hurt? The doctor said to step hard, but, does it hurt?"

The old monk wanted to shake his head to show that it didn't hurt.

But his nose was stepped on, and he couldn't shake his head. He rolled his eyes and looked at his apprentice's chapped feet, and said in a slow and angry voice: "It doesn't hurt."

To be honest, his nose was itchy, and it was more comfortable than painful.

...

The old monk stretched out his nose that had been burned twice and saw that it was indeed much shorter than before, almost like an ordinary hooked nose.

While stroking his shortened nose, he shyly looked at the mirror that his apprentice took out for him.

The nose that drooped down to the chin had shrunk incredibly, and now only remained on the upper lip.

It was covered with red spots, perhaps the traces of being stepped on.

[The old monk looked at his face in the mirror and narrowed his eyes with satisfaction. This way, no one would laugh at him anymore]

Li Qinglin also breathed a sigh of relief, "It's really cured. The old monk should be able to get rid of this trouble and pain next, right?"

After all, the old monk has been troubled by this nose for half his life.

However, the following plot surprised Li Qinglin.

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