With a jolt, the Wuling Hong Guang MPV drove onto the road and stopped in front of the pet shop.
The door opened, and Zhang Zian got out.
The fashionable women passing by looked at him, then covered their noses in disgust and walked away from the car.
Although it was not a seafood business, because it drove to the beach every day and often brought back some rare marine creatures such as fish, shrimp, and crabs, it was impossible to clean the containers in the car every day. Over time, the car was inevitably contaminated with the smell of Shanghai.
Wang Qian and Li Kun came over and moved the new marine creatures from the car into the aquarium. They were sorted into different quarantine tanks to let them adapt to the new environment.
Zhang Zian walked into the shop. The cleaning was basically done, and there was nothing for him to do. He took the battery of the underwater speaker upstairs to charge.
On the stairs, he happened to meet Old Time Tea. He winked at Old Time Tea and asked softly, "How is it?"
Old Time Tea smiled. "Everything is within your calculations, Zian."
The man and the cat looked at each other and smiled.
"Quack! What are you guys whispering about? What are you hiding from me? "Richard flapped its wings and keenly noticed the unusual atmosphere.
"Yes, we are secretly discussing when to pluck your feathers and stew you," Zhang Zian threatened. "After stewing you, the world will be quiet."
"Quack! My meat is old and dry. It's not good to stew. I suggest you choose another bird! "Richard quickly flew away again.
Old Time Tea leisurely went downstairs to watch TV. Zhang Zian went to the second floor to wash his hands. His hands had been soaked in the sea, so they were stained with the smell of fish. When he rubbed them dry, he could feel the fine sea salt.
As soon as he entered the bathroom, he saw Sihwa hurriedly hiding something.
He pretended not to see, turned on the faucet, and asked, "Why didn't you broadcast today?"
When he mentioned this, Sihwa was embarrassed and angry. "I … I'm not in the mood today! I don't want to broadcast! "
"Well, it's good to take a day off occasionally." Zhang Zian wiped his hands and turned to leave the bathroom.
"Wait!"
Sihwa called from behind.
"What's wrong?" Zhang Zian stopped.
"Um … this … um … that …" She stuttered. Her pale, almost transparent face was flushed because she needed his help. After a long time, she finally pulled out a book from under the towel.
"I can't read. What should I do?" she said in distress. "I can read a few Korean words, but I can barely read any Chinese …"
She knew how to use her mobile phone because the functions of the mobile phone were very simple. She only needed to remember the appearance of the icons, and she could guess the other things. If she really couldn't guess it, she would ask Zhang Zian what it meant. However, when it came to reading a book full of Chinese characters, she was completely at a loss.
Ever since she came to China, she had actually learned a few Chinese characters. However, she had forced herself to memorize them. She knew what they were, but she didn't know why.
"You must be laughing at me in your heart, right? Am I right? Absolutely! "
Before Zhang Zian could say anything, she pointed at his face angrily and was about to cry out of embarrassment.
"I'm not laughing at you. It's normal that you can't read. No one is born literate." Zhang Zian shrugged. "Those who are born literate are freaks."
Hearing him say that, Sihwa finally calmed down a little.
"Then … Is there any way for me to learn to read?" she asked with her head lowered.
"Yes, lend me your mobile phone."
Zhang Zian took her mobile phone and downloaded a few early childhood education apps from the app store for her. They were all very basic, but they were educational and fun. They started from Pinyin, and they also had the function of real people pronouncing words.
These apps were already very mature, and all kinds of functions were quite complete.
He simply compared them, kept the one that was the most convenient to use, and deleted the others.
"Here, you can learn from this. You'll learn very quickly." He returned the mobile phone to her.
"Wow! So childish! " As soon as she saw the childish image, she couldn't help but complain. "Is there a teaching with long legs and big breasts?"
"Save it. I want to see that kind of teaching too!" Zhang Zian picked up her book and flipped through it. The book that Old Time Tea gave her was really inappropriate.
He returned the book to Pi, and found a few fairy tale books with pictures and pictures from his childhood book collection, the kind that had Pinyin annotations for every word.
"After you learn Pinyin, you can read these books. Just think of it as reading stories while you learn to read." He piled the books on the bathroom cabinet. "Right, these books are not waterproof. Dry your hands when you read them. These are all books from my childhood, and many of them are now out of print. "
"Books from your childhood?" Sihwa showed a suspicious look. "There won't be any … dirty content, will there?"
"They're all fairy tale books!" Zhang Zian said, speechless. "What kind of person do you think I am? These are all books I read when I was five or six years old. What kind of dirty content could there be? "
"Fairy tale books? I'm not interested. It's too childish. "She shook her head." Let's have some dirty content! "
This fish couldn't have been assimilated by that bird, could it? What was going on in her head?
"That's where you're wrong. In fact, the content of fairy tale books isn't necessarily childish," Zhang Zian said. Zhang Zian said. "Some of the content can even be interpreted differently by adults."
"What do you mean? I don't understand. "Sihwa's interest was slightly aroused.
Zhang Zian thought for a moment and gave an example that she could understand. "In fairy tale books, it's often about Cinderella meeting a prince …"
"I know that! It's often like this in Korean dramas! "Sihwa suddenly became excited as if she had found a friend.
"Well, that's right. That's why people often call Korean dramas' adult fairy tales. '" Zhang Zian's tone changed. "But have you ever thought about it? In fairy tales and Korean dramas, Cinderella and the prince get married, and the plot ends abruptly, right?"
She nodded in agreement.
"What happens after that?" Zhang Zian asked.
"What do you mean after that? It's already over? "Her brain still hadn't caught on.
"I mean, will two people born in different classes be happy after marriage? The prince and Cinderella's education, family background, and growth experience are all completely different. After Cinderella marries the prince, she has to face a lot of royal relatives. Will they like her? Can love overcome all of this? Even if it temporarily wins, after a long time, what will happen when love becomes dull? "
Zhang Zian extended a series of questions, making Sihwa speechless.
"The daily necessities of life after marriage are not mentioned in fairy tales, nor are they mentioned in Korean dramas. The ending of Korean dramas and fairy tales will always be the prince and Cinderella living happily together. Although it's not mentioned, you can try to think about it. Then, you can tell the audience in the livestream what you think. Isn't that good?"
Sihwa gradually became absorbed in listening. She used to watch TV dramas without thinking. She would laugh while watching, or she would cry along with the plot. She had never thought about these issues.
"Will the audience like it?" she asked.
"Of course," Zhang Zian said affirmatively. "You can also try to make up a sequel to the fairy tale and tell it to everyone. Your voice is so beautiful, everyone will definitely like it. "
"Really? My voice is really beautiful? " After receiving one blow after another, her self- confidence had been shaken. She was no longer as arrogant as before.
"It's absolutely beautiful. I'm not joking. If you don't believe me, you can ask the other elfins," he said, suddenly feeling that he might have said too much before.
"Okay … Okay, then you can't lie to me …" she muttered softly as she picked up the fairy tale books.
"What are these?" She looked at the covers one by one.
"They are all famous fairy tales, masterpieces by fairy tale masters from all over the world, such as Grimm's Fairy Tales, Andersen's Fairy Tales, Aesop's Fables, One Thousand and One Nights, Zheng Yuanjie's Fairy Tales, and so on. You can read them for a long time," Zhang Zian said.
"Oh."
Her eyes swept over the colorful and childlike covers one by one. She saw a prince on a white horse with a sword, a big bad wolf in a nightcap, a little girl holding a match on a snowy night, a tin man with a big belly, a duckling looking up to the sky, a fox with a broken tail, a mouse at a meeting, a woman spinning, a princess with an apple, an ugly toad, a mouse driving a tank … and a little mermaid sitting on a rock with a human body and a fish tail looking out to the sea.
For some reason, this figure seemed very lonely.
With an inexplicable impulse in her heart, she opened one of the books, but she didn't recognize a single word in it.
"I can't understand it …" she said in disappointment.
"It doesn't matter. When you learn to read, you will be able to understand it." Zhang Zian encouraged her. "Be more patient! In these seemingly childish fairy tales, in fact, you can interpret the content that is not childish. As long as you read it with your heart, you will definitely be able to read something different … Then, boldly tell your thoughts to the audience in the live broadcast room. "
"Okay, then I will try."
Sihwa looked at the fairy tale cover again. Her desire to learn was stronger than ever.
She wanted to understand these fairy tales. She wanted to write new content for these fairy tales that had already ended, just like Zhang Zian said. This was something that only she could do, and only she was qualified to do it.
She picked up her phone, entered the kindergarten app, and imitated the shape of her mouth and pronunciation towards the picture on the screen.
"A … a … bo … bo … ci … ci … de … de … de …"
As she read, she peeked at Zhang Zian's face. After confirming that he was not laughing at her, she braced herself and continued to read boldly.
"It doesn't matter. You can read it a little louder. Stand up, look up, and read it out clearly," Zhang Zian encouraged her.
"A … a … bo … bo … ci … ci … de … de …"
She read it even louder, like a child who was learning to speak.
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