Latest and fastest     182. Self-defense [scum chapters, no subscriptions are supported]

"I can't bear it. [Ye*zi] [You*you]" Yang Yi carefully put the comic book on Ji Tangdan's desk and replied in a low voice.

Originally, his voice was not loud, and he knew how to move forward and retreat. With a small model, he looked sincere. This was immediately said after the old man's last sentence "Shameful and sad", as if a person suddenly woke up, and Ji Tangdan's expression also looked much better.

But Yang Yi then said more carefully: "I really feel ashamed of these four words..."

He could not help but be cautious. Although he disagrees with Ji Tangdan's opinion, he must pay attention to his proper position when expressing his opinions, otherwise... he will probably not be able to do so.

When Ji Tangdan heard it for a moment, he thought Yang Yi was apologizing for his own actions. He was about to nod, but then he realized what Yang Yi meant, and he couldn't help but become furious: "I'm so ashamed to bear it? What do you mean is that the things you made are very correct and reasonable? I can't even answer the three questions just now. What's wrong with your children?"

It turns out that old and stronger! Yang Yi couldn't help but sigh that the wind and saliva that came to his face were probably comparable to the football coach of the distant island country on the other side of the earth. Compared with the one in front of him, Shen Songzhi's combat power was simply a scumbag and was not worth mentioning at all.

But no matter what, it is the most serious reason to coax the old man to calm him down, and he has to accept his own opinions, at least he cannot hinder himself.

Otherwise, should we give up the "Yunhuang" that was finally launched?

There is another way, that is, I will not play with this old man anymore, and I will continue to walk on the commercial "Golden Avenue". In that case, I will be much more free and no one will point at my nose and curse like now.

But that way, Yang Yi felt that there was no need to be in the cultural industry at all. If it was just for money, wouldn’t it be better to quickly sell the industry at hand and then turn to real estate and other industries?

So for his somewhat ridiculous and wishful thinking, Yang Yi not only wanted to coax the old man, but also coax the old man well.

"This, teacher, I really can't answer the question you asked, but what does this have to do with this comic?" He always had a smile on his face.

The old man has always been extremely rigorous in his life, and he is even more so in his own way. (Ye Zi·You~You) But Yang Yi is a student he values ​​very much, and he is also the lazy one in his personality. Seeing the boy's face full of caution, Ji Tangdan couldn't help but snorted: "Sit down and say."

When Yang Yi put his butt carefully on the chair next to the desk, Ji Tangdan opened the page of "Yunhuang" with a thunderous expression: "What are you saying? When did the Mo family produce a striking appearance and a striking appearance? And what kind of bloodline is this giant, which is the inheritance of blood? It is based on virtue, debate, and Taoism... Where did these things go? Love, you, the Mo family, are the things of ghosts and gods? They are also the mechanical master? The puppet master? What kind of mess? Do you think I should be angry? Do you think you are misleading your children?"

I knew it was like this...

Faced with Ji Tangdan's angry look, Yang Yi felt a headache. It was not because Ji Tangdan questioned his approach, which made him feel uncomfortable. But these old men always resisted this "historical animation" transformation. There were Yupu, Xue Haiqing, and Chen Songzhi, who were closest. He tried hard to explain it one by one, and he was really tired of it.

I will ignore anyone who complains in the future!

He made a vicious oath, and then faced the reality helplessly: "Teacher, I know, I know, this comic is a bit inconsistent with historical facts, but aren't this kind of thing imagined based on legends, monsters, and out of thin air? Isn't these things accurate? But just take the questions you asked, "Su Shen Ji" and "Shan Hai Jing" are all products made by the combination of previous people's words of word-of-mouth stories and their own imaginations? Why doesn't it work when I get to me?"

"They have evidence to follow, have scriptures to check, and they will not rewrite the facts, and turn a good Mohist school into a magical god."

"What about Buddhism? What about Taoism? Can Mr. Wu Chengen rewrite and arrange it at will?" Yang Yi whispered.

In fact, he still has more examples that he wants to say but hasn't said - this is going to explode? If you always see military killing fist Zhou/Prime Minister, Iron Fist Invincible Sun Zhong/Shan, and Tai/Zu Tian Demonic Kung Fu, then you wouldn't have eaten the comic author raw?

Although Yang Yi himself also felt that these comics were somewhat suspicious of being out of line.

When Ji Tangdan heard Yang Yi mention Journey to the West, he couldn't refute it for a moment. After all, this only monster novel among the four major Ming and Qing Dynasties was mixed with the author's personal views on myths, legends, and religion. Now Yang Yi took it out as a shield, but he couldn't refute it. ~

Ji Tangdan is as profound as the sea of ​​knowledge, but when it comes to sophistry, he may not be Yang Yi's opponent.

The method used by the rebirth now is illusion, truth, and turn into sophistry. - first pull Ji Tangdan's IQ and ideas to the level of the general public, and then use his own foresight and various sceptical principles seen on the Internet to defeat Mr. Ji.

"There are also Fengshen, Liaozhai, and Jinghuayuan. If you are serious about this, you can't take out many things to see." Yang Yi had no choice but to spread his hands helplessly.

Ji Tangdan is not a person who can deceive. After hearing Yang Yi's sophistry, he just shook his head without hesitation. After calming down again, he suddenly asked a question: "You little guy always cares about Chinese studies, Chinese culture, etc. What does it mean?"

"I didn't hold such a big banner." Yang Yi opened his eyes aggrievedly.

Ji Tangdan snorted: "Although you didn't say it clearly, when that kid Rogo advertises you these things, aren't the advertising slogans "like "recreating Chinese fantasies and discussing them first? Isn't this Sima Zhao's heart known to everyone? So I said you are using gimmicks to catch your eyeballs, but you didn't wrong you at all!"

He was tired of speaking, Ji Tangdan took another sip of tea, and two pieces of tea accidentally entered his mouth. He did not spit it out, but chewed it twice and swallowed it into his stomach.

He knew that Yang Yi had been a long time ago. When Yu Pu first talked to him that he had a student under his command, the author of "What Things in the Song Dynasty", he was very interested in Yang Yi. How could a middle school student in Yu Pu write such an interesting history book? Since then, even if he had an impression of Yang Yi in his head.

But when he heard that this child was working on comics besides writing history books, he just thought it was the child's interest and did not take it too seriously.

However, after 1997, news about Siyue and "Yunhuang" was everywhere around him, which made him curious about the things that this child had tossed. However, after just flipping, he felt very annoyed. Because when he was writing "What Things in the Song Dynasty", Yang Yi was still a little rigorous in his history, but when he came to these comics, he was completely self-willed and added all kinds of messy things.

The most important thing is that he is still under the banner of promoting national culture, which is something that Ji Tangdan especially cannot tolerate. At this time, Yang Yi had officially accepted him as his teacher under Yu Pu's recommendation. So Ji Tangdan felt that he had an obligation to let Yang Yi correctly understand his current wrong behavior.

But what puzzled him was that judging from the writing of "Song Dynasty", Yang Yi was clearly a person with a bottom line and self-disciplined spirit - although he was not very old. Why did this self-discipline disappear later?

Just for money? Ji Tangdan doesn't believe that if it's just for money, if it's just for money, it's really a lot and quick to write so many best-selling books like "Things in the Song Dynasty". And Yu Pu told him that Yang Yi's writing was very quick, completely different from ordinary traditional authors.

"I want to know now whether you can tell me, the old man, openly, what are your plans to do this? Why do you have to mess with these things that are not like?" Ji Tangdan pointed to the "Yunhuang" comic on the table: "Don't talk about your personal hobbies. I asked during dinner that day, and that boy Rogo said that you never read these things in your spare time. Whether it is the comics you made up yourself or other comics, you are not like someone who likes this thing at all."

Before Yang Yi could speak, he rushed to say: "It's not for money. Even if you don't do this thing at all, the copyright fees for your three books and the investments from Yunzhong Bookstore are almost enough for you to spend your whole life. With such good conditions, knowledge, and talent..."

"You just said I don't know anything."

Ji Tangdan frowned: "Don't talk! I said you have talent and knowledge, compared to your peers. If you want to catch up with the old man, you are still far from that... So I wondered, with such good conditions, why don't you write more books like "What Things in the Song Dynasty", whether for yourself or for this society, aren't they much better than you doing comics?"

Yang Yi thought about it and did not answer Ji Tangdan's words positively, but asked back: "Teacher, how do you think the restaurant you went to last time, my uncle's restaurant, is it?"

"Is that your uncle's restaurant?" Ji Tangdan spat: "I'm not honest at all! It's obviously a ghost thing you and that boy Rogo have to commit suicide, and you have to pretend to be someone else's name, afraid of showing off your money?"

Yang Yi didn't expect that the old man knew even this, so he had no choice but to raise his hand to surrender: "Anyway, I'm going to tell you. Teacher, please tell me how this restaurant is like."

"There are a few special dishes that you said were created by you. The taste is pretty good, but I don't know the price of the service. I don't have the money to spend there - in general, it's just an ordinary restaurant." Ji Tangdan knew that Yang Yi should not be aimless, and after thinking about it, he said seriously.

Yang Yi nodded and continued to ask, "If I say that my restaurant can reflect Chinese food culture... Oh, what do you mean, what are you laughing at?"

No matter how dissatisfied, he saw Ji Tangdan coughing with tears in his eyes, he hurried forward and stroked his back and handed the tissue.

After finally stopping the cough, Ji Tangdan hummed, "If you were not my student, I would just give you a toad yawning! Just like you, a small restaurant, it still reflects the Chinese food culture? Then, the chefs of all sizes, including those who became monks of Yeluzi, are not all spreading Chinese studies?"

Yang Yi was not angry, but nodded, and nodded calmly: "Indeed, it is indeed ridiculous to say this. But what I want to tell you here is that what I planned at the beginning was not to be satisfied with such a small restaurant, but to open a large and grand hotel, or a restaurant. It was probably this idea - according to the eating habits of all dynasties, it was divided into two types: Jianghu cuisine and temple cuisine, which were divided into different dining environments so that consumers could deeply understand the historical knowledge related to diet, various food cultures, catering etiquette, and other things about ingredients, cooking, health care, and health care. I said that, you wouldn't have any opinions, right?"

Ji Tangdan looked at Yang Yi several times, and nodded with a surprised expression: "Yes, this idea is a bit interesting."

Yang Yi then continued: "But a very realistic problem is in front of me. First, I don't have enough money to support my idea. Also, in the diet industry, I don't have enough influence and appeal. Even if I want to do this, how many people will respond to me and support me, and will I be interested in the thing I made?"

Ji Tangdan now understood Yang Yi's meaning vaguely, so he pondered for a moment and asked tentatively: "What does this example you mentioned have to do with these messy comics?"

"We all have one thing in common, that is, the real environment restricts the possibility of realizing my dreams. For example, in the catering industry, it restricts the possibility of realizing the promotion of food culture. And in the comics, it restricts the acceptance of readers that restricts what I want to do most."

"What do you want to do the most? What do you want to do?"

Yang Yitian said that his lips seemed a little dry because he said so much: "I dare not say that I want our traditional Chinese culture to be able to cover the world, but at least, the Chinese people have to know something they should know, right? We cannot forget the legacy left by our ancestors, right?"
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