"You should have read this book, right? Can you imagine it?"

Sun Mo was silent. I was afraid that if I told you about my illusory world, I would scare you to death.

"You want to poach me to go to Zhongzhou University? Yes, write an immortal book comparable to it!"

Bai Fu shook the Journey to the West in her hand, stopped talking to Sun Mo, and walked out of the iron gate. From the corner of her eyes, she caught sight of Li Ziqi and Lu Zhiruo, but what did this have to do with her?

"If I write it out, will you do anything for me?"

Sun Mo mocked.

"It can be your toilet!"

Bai Fu despises.

This kind of book has never been seen in a century, is it just you?

To be honest, your chances of becoming a saint are greater than your chances of writing an immortal book.

"You like this book?"

Li Ziqi asked with a smile

"I lent it to you. Take a look at it more and you will understand that this world is not worth it!"

Bai Fu threw the book to Sun Mo.

"Why isn't there a back?"

Lu Zhiruo found that many books had been torn out.

Bai Fu didn't answer and went straight down the stairs.

Is life empty?

Sun Mo was right!

Bai Fu felt very empty, and the days when she could learn everything were really boring. So when Journey to the West became a big hit and appeared in Liaoning, after Bai Fu read it, she suddenly discovered that the world of dreams is the most free.

Bai Fu envied that monkey.

I envy the Monkey King who doesn’t wear the tight-banding curse.

So she tore off the back part.

It can be said that Sun Mo is the main culprit for Bai Fu becoming a literary youth.

"Teacher, I think that although Master Bai is talented, he is not suitable for teaching!"

Lu Zhiruo whispered in a low voice that she could not see the temperament of a famous teacher in Bai Fu.

"It depends on what you want her to teach?"

Sun Mo looked downstairs at Bai Fu's leaving figure.

He has read her information, she is proficient in music, chess, poetry and painting. From the age of fifteen, he can give advice to famous prostitutes in brothels.

Under her, there were three courtesans with both talent and beauty.

This is still a boring work by Bai Fu, without much thought at all.

In other words, Bai Fu is really talented in subjects such as literature and art.

"Teacher, are you going to write a book?"

Li Ziqi is looking forward to it.

“It doesn’t count as writing!”

Sun Mo sighed, he could only act as a copywriter again.

When he returned to the room, Sun Mo asked Xiaohebao to give him a shot of photographic memory, and then blessed him with a dream of Huang Liang to help him recall the dreams of his student days.

Sun Mo wants to watch "A Dream of Red Mansions" again.

"Water Margin" definitely won't work, it's too reactionary. Even if he wrote it, no bookseller would dare to take it. Moreover, as soon as he left, people might report him to the authorities and arrest him.

"The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" is no good either. This stuff is for men. It's a heroic article, and it doesn't fit in with young literary girls at all.

To be honest, if you want to be more popular than "Journey to the West", you can actually write "Golden x Plum", which will definitely be a hit, and in terms of artistic quality, this book is also very high.

However, due to the limited content, the literary girl will definitely keep her mouth shut.

"When promoting it, I'm afraid I'll have to use Gandalf and the second book by the author of "Journey to the West" as a gimmick."

Sun Mo sighed.

The artistic level of "A Dream of Red Mansions" is very high, but this creates a problem. Ordinary people cannot understand it. If ordinary people cannot understand it, it will not be able to become a household name and sell well in a short time.

Sun Mo could only stay in the Black and White Academy for a month at most. In such a short time, it would not be possible to rely solely on the word-of-mouth fermentation of "Dream of Red Mansions".

"You guys go and rest!"

Sun Mo didn't sleep anymore and started writing furiously.

After becoming a famous teacher, his memory was off the charts. When he woke up from Huang Liang's dream, he could still remember everything he had seen before.

Monovalent potassium hydroxide sodium silver, divalent calcium oxide barium magnesium zinc,

It’s a pity that this world can’t use it!

…

Li Ziqi stayed up all night because she was always thinking about Sun Mo's new book.

In her opinion, what the teacher wrote was definitely a masterpiece.

After staying up until the sky became brighter, Li Ziqi couldn't bear it anymore and went directly to the school cafeteria.

"Uncle Wang, are you okay?"

Li Ziqi asked with a smile.

"OK OK!"

Chef Wang accompanied the smiling face, and when he saw Li Ziqi opening the lid of the pot and checking them one by one, he quickly assured: "I made them all freshly, and I will be up and busy before the second watch."

"Thank you very much, Uncle Wang!"

Li Ziqi smiled sweetly, filled the food box with chicken soup, steamed buns, and four-color side dishes, and then walked to the reception building.

"Old Wang, who is this little girl?"

The old farmer who delivered the food saw Li Ziqi and asked curiously: "It's so beautiful!"

"Put away your dog eyes. Are you allowed to look at noble people randomly?"

Chef Wang cursed.

"hehe!"

The old farmer smiled awkwardly.

He knew that Chef Wang had been in charge of the canteen of the Black and White Academy because of his outstanding cooking skills and seniority.

He stopped cooking a few years ago, and only showed off his skills when the big guys from Gao Xing came over. But now, he was trying to please a little girl.

"Looking at his noble appearance, he must be a descendant of a certain aristocratic family, right?"

The old farmer speculated.

boom!

Chef Wang kicked the old farmer in the butt.

"What are you thinking about? I am the disciple of Master Sun!"

Chef Wang explained.

At first, Li Ziqi came to the school cafeteria to recruit chefs. Chef Wang refused, but the offer was too much.

One day is worth a year's wages.

Just to let Sun Mo eat well.

This apprentice is simply too filial.

"Hiss, Master Sun? The one who promoted Master Zhang to the rank of sub-sage?"

The old farmer who delivered the vegetables took a deep breath.

"Have you even heard of it?"

Chef Wang was surprised.

He had already prepared to return all the deposit he received to Li Ziqi, just to ask for God's hand for his son.

"Look what you said, the whole Liaoning capital knows about such a big thing."

The old farmer who delivered the food took out the tobacco leaves and asked, "Would you like a pot?"

Chef Wang was about to pick him up, but he held back: "No, I'm cooking for Master Sun these days, and I can't let tobacco fumes come in contact with me!"

"When Master Sun becomes a sub-sage in the future, you will be very powerful. You are the cook who cooked for Master Sun!"
To be continued...