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Chapter Three Hundred and Seventeen: Despicable

Huang Han had never seen a proud princess like Shen Xiaorong shed tears, so he quickly comforted her.

"Our country has reformed and opened up, and the economy has begun to take off. In the future, ordinary people will be able to go abroad. If you study in the UK or the United States, I'm sure I will use my savings to buy a plane ticket and fly across the Pacific to see you!"

"Really? Then why don't you just persuade me not to study abroad?"

"Want to hear the truth?"

"Of course I do!"

"There is a big problem with our current education. Less than half of the content we learn is not real knowledge. If we really read it, we may become even more stupid."

This is really not a lie. The content of primary school texts these days is open to question, as can be seen from the texts praising Li Zicheng.

Political economics is still criticizing the "sweat wage system". In fact, the piece rate wage system that is being reformed to reduce staff and increase efficiency is one of the "sweat wage systems".

Learning this kind of knowledge can really make good saplings grow crookedly.

Huang Han's words could be labeled as reactionary at this time, but Shen Xiaorong did not seem repulsive. It is possible that she had heard similar words said by relatives at home.

Shen Xiaorong whispered, "You must not say such nonsense!"

"I know, I just want to tell you that if you have the opportunity to study in a Western country, you must not give up. The sooner you go, the better!"

"I didn't expect you to have similar ideas to my aunt!"

"As long as you remember to learn other people's advanced knowledge, don't learn their liberalism, let alone their lifestyle and values, there will only be benefits and no harm!"

"Hmm! Not sure yet. My parents think that I am too young and are reluctant to let me go to such a far place."

Seeing that Shen Xiaorong had wiped away her tears, Zhang Chunmei came over and asked, "Rong'er, have you read what Huang Han wrote? Is it good?"

"It's good to watch! But my mother said that children shouldn't watch it, and she won't let me watch the next issue."

"If your mother doesn't let you watch it, you really don't want to watch it?"

Shen Xiaorong glanced at Huang Han, bit her lip and said nothing.

Huang Han said, "Rong'er, you better stop reading. This kind of reading is suitable for adults. You are still young!"

"I'm a month older than you, and you can write, why can't I read?"

"Uh!" I can't explain clearly! Do I have to tell you that I am actually older than your father?

Huang Han was really stunned by the question and was speechless for a moment.

"Who does Fan Jian like?" After Shen Xiaorong asked this question, a flash of red suddenly flashed across her face, which reminded Huang Han of an advertisement slogan "White and rosy is different!"

This question was difficult to answer, so Huang Han asked, "Who do you want him to like?"

"I like Shen Aoxue, Zhang Yanran, and Xiao Yuan, and they also like Fan Jian. I didn't know!"

Zhang Chunmei didn't understand and asked, "Rong'er, have you seen "The Rise of Great Powers in the Late Ming Dynasty"? Who likes to be mean? It sounds like swearing!"

"Huang Han is so bad. He gave the male protagonist such an unpleasant name."

Qian Aiguo was unconvinced and said, "Fan Jian is a very good name! It sounds exciting."

Huang Han said, "Can we not talk about this? I'm too embarrassed."

Shen Xiaorong said, "No, I just want to ask why you gave the protagonist this name!"

"Oh! I'm being a bitch!"

"Hahaha..." Zhang Chunmei almost fell down laughing.

"Fan Jian really doesn't sound bad, what's so funny about it?" Qian Aiguo was still unconvinced.

"Yes! I think so too." Cheng Wenge looked confused.

Shen Xiaorong asked again, "Have you written the next one?"

"I have written more than 120,000 words. I am revising it and will be sending it out in a day or two."

"Can you let me take a look first?"

"This... I really can't show you this. If your father or mother find out that you are reading my manuscript, they will think that you are reading a manuscript!"

"What is the codex? Why can't I read it?"

"Ouch!" Huang Han felt tired. He couldn't say that the manuscript was illegal, so he had to go wrong again.

"What do you think of the battle scenes I wrote?"

"I don't think so!"

Qian Aiguo couldn't help it anymore and said, "Squad leader Shen, why do you think the war writing is not good? I think it is more interesting than tunnel warfare and mine warfare. It is so exciting."

Cheng Wenge nodded and said, "The most exciting thing is that Fan Jian doesn't have any weapons and relies on beating the enemy to capture them. Just like the guerrillas sang, there are no guns or cannons. The enemies made them for us."

The two older boys had a heated discussion about the fight in the book, and the fighting scenes immediately caused the building to tilt and almost collapse. In the end, Shen Xiaorong did not get the chance to ask for the manuscript again and have a sneak peek.

When the little girl returned home and was unhappy, Qin Shuzhen asked with concern, "Xiaorong, what's wrong with you today? Are you feeling unwell?"

"Mom, do you think a twelve-year-old fourth-grade primary school student can write something like "The Rise of the Great Powers in the Late Ming Dynasty"?"

"Huh? Why do you ask that? Could it be..."

"Well! This book was written by Huang Han, and he has admitted it today."

"No way? He is just a child, how could he write such content? And why did he use his father's name?"

After Shen Xiaorong repeated Huang Han's explanation, she asked, "Isn't it dishonest for him to do this?"

"This..., it's really hard to say. Anyway, that kid Huang Han is so special that I can't understand him at all. You'd better not get too close to him."

Qin Shuzhen failed to explain Shen Xiaorong's doubts, but suggested that her daughter stay away from Huang Han. Shen Xiaorong was speechless.

After Shen Xiaorong told Shen Jianhua about this in the evening, the top leader of the county party committee was amazed.

He looked at the problem from a different starting point and comforted his daughter by saying

“It is human nature to seek benefits and avoid harm. Huang Han’s publication of works under his father’s name can indeed prevent his works from being treated unfairly.

In doing so, he achieved fairness without harming others and without plagiarizing other people's works. I personally think it is not dishonest."

Qin Shuzhen, who was peeling the fruit, smiled and said, "After all, I'm just a writer. My insights are extraordinary. Come on, open your mouth, and I'll reward you with a piece."

"I also think what Dad said is reasonable and convincing. Mom, you have to learn!"

"You're just a little flattery."

"Hehe, Dad, have you taken the time to take a look?"

"I've watched it. I've watched less than half of it. It's pretty good! Anyway, at least I'm not opposed to it and am willing to continue reading it."

Qin Shuzhen said, "Oh! You are so picky about reading books, but you actually gave Huang Han's book such a high evaluation!"

"Haha! Seek truth from facts. But I really can't understand why a twelve-year-old fourth grade primary school student would write such a work."

"Maybe this kid is the legendary genius!"

"That's the only way to explain it. I often see newspapers promoting geniuses, and I don't believe it at all. Now that Huang Han's example has come to light, I'm already doubtful."

"How about asking Xiaorong to bring him to our house to play again one day, and you take the time to talk to the child?"

"I talked to Huang Han three times in total. How should I put it? Anyway, I thought it was weird. I thought this was not a child in elementary school at all."

"Then do you think that kid is a genius?"

"I don't know, I haven't seen a genius, I can't compare, I can't make a conclusion."

"Then Xiaorong and I will create an opportunity for you to talk to him more about history, geography, ancient and modern China and foreign countries, the more complex and in-depth the conversation about music, chess, calligraphy and painting, the better. Based on your judgment, you can't tell the difference after talking for one or two hours. ?”

"Well! This is a good idea."

Shen Xiaorong suddenly became alert and asked, "Dad, what are you going to do now that you have concluded that Huang Han is a genius?"

"What? Yes, Shuzhen, why are we doing this?"

"Huh? What you said has stopped me. I'm just curious and have no other purpose! Do you have any plans?"

"I don't even think about it. I've read "Shang Zhongyong". It's impossible to encourage others. I just pay proper attention to his growth and won't try to influence him."

"Oh! That's it!" Shen Xiaorong seemed relieved and chatted with her parents about the legend of genius.

In the early 1980s, not only legends of geniuses were widespread, but supernatural abilities were also promoted.

Countless masters who claim to be magical will soon appear in parks all over the country, and various swindling and deceptive techniques will become popular. This has something to do with newspapers and periodicals adding fuel to the fire.

The country was not alert in time and only struck hard later.

Huang Han estimates that less than half of the Chinese people have been deceived, and some have been defrauded of tuition fees by scammers and drink a bucket of tap water a day to absorb the aura.

Some people buy a bunch of books and a lot of tapes and follow them all day long.

Some become obsessed with it and become insane, even breaking away from their families to find a fairyland.
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