Reborn Bao Guowei, I really didn’t want to be a great writer!

Chapter 465 Master, listen to my excuse! She was the first to take the initiative!

Before the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, Bao Guowei and his group finally returned to Gusu.

Old Bao had returned a few days earlier to make preparations for Bao Guowei and the others.

Now Suzhou has almost become Bao Guowei's second home. Old Zhang is here, Old Bao is also here, and Zhang Nianyue is by his side.

After all, home is where your family is.

As soon as he got off the train, Bao Guowei saw the sound of gongs and drums and firecrackers.

The Chinese New Year hasn’t arrived yet, but it’s better than the Chinese New Year.

As soon as Bao Guowei appeared on the train platform, he heard thunderous cheers.

Zhang Taiyan, along with a group of celebrities from all walks of life in Suzhou, as well as many local students and reporters, had been waiting for a long time.

As soon as I stepped out of the train, a group of journalists and students surrounded me.

Chirping questions.

"Mr. Bao Bingwen, you have been away from home for more than a month. What do you think of your trip to Europe?"

"Mr. Bingwen, your novel "Rural Teacher" is so good. Are there really aliens in this world?"

"Mr. Bao Bingwen, I heard that the British royal family wants to recruit you as a consort. Is that true?"

Bao Guowei tried his best to answer all the questions that came his way, but when it came to the last one, he suddenly couldn't hold it anymore and spoke in silence.

"Where did you get this fake news from? It's simply too absurd."

Zhang Nianyue, who was standing next to him, glared at the reporter fiercely, as if to assert his sovereignty.

Bao Guowei noticed that Zhang Taiyan was still standing there, watching from afar.

He avoided the other person's sight, feeling a little guilty.

Soon after, some local celebrities in Suzhou, who had already heard the news, took advantage of their relationship with Zhang Taiyan to come and make themselves known to Bao Guowei.

In this era, being able to study abroad is already a remarkable achievement.

Not to mention people like Bao Guowei, who have gained recognition from foreigners abroad.

Fei Shuwei was a Jinshi during the Guangxu period and once served as an editor in the Hanlin Academy. After returning to Suzhou, he founded a national enterprise and served as a director of the Suzhou Chamber of Commerce. He was also considered a local celebrity.

He excitedly held Bao Guowei's hand and said.

"Bingwen, your master and I are good friends. Seeing you making the Chinese proud in Europe, I feel proud too.
If you have some free time in the future, you and I can discuss poetry together."

Fei Shuwei is good at poetry, but Bao Guowei has always published modern poetry, so his statement is far-fetched.

However, Bao Guowei would not offend the other party and responded with a smile.

"Thank you for your kindness, sir. I am just doing my duty."

Immediately afterwards, people such as former member of Congress Shen Junru, historian Gu Jiegang and some local officials of Suzhou came up to shake hands with Bao Guowei.

After all this excitement and the noise of banging and hammering, it felt like a top scholar returning home.

After the excitement died down, Bao Guowei finally noticed Zhang Taiyan, who had remained motionless.

At this moment, Zhang Taiyan was wearing a tattered gown and thick reading glasses on his face. He looked obviously much better than a month ago.

But the expression on his face was indescribably serious.

Lao Bao had already returned to Suzhou a few days ago, and I don’t know whether he mentioned the matter to Zhang Taiyan.

Bao Guowei looked like a child who had done something wrong, his movements somewhat uncoordinated. He came up to Zhang Taiyan and bowed and spoke.

"I am here to greet you, my dear teacher. I have been away for more than a month. I wonder if you are in good health?"

Zhang Taiyan's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

At this time, Zhang Nianyue didn't care about that. She took a step forward, put her arm around Old Zhang's shoulders and said with a smile.

"Old man, I miss you so much."

It can be said that there is always someone stronger than you. The serious attitude that Zhang Taiyan maintained disappeared in an instant.

"How dignified! How dignified!"

He shouted this, but still patted his daughter's back lovingly.

Finally, turning his gaze to Bao Guowei, Zhang Taiyan sighed and said.

"I'm glad you're back. Come back with me."

As soon as he returned to the Zhang Society of Chinese Studies, the students inside immediately became excited and gathered around Bao Guowei, asking about his experiences in Europe and his feelings about winning the Goncourt Prize.

Junior fellow apprentice Zhu Jihai and Bao Guowei have always had a very good relationship, so he came up specially to pay his respects and say this.

"Junior brother Zhu Xuehao pays homage to senior brother. Senior brother has made a name for himself in the West and written books for our people. He is Xuehao's role model!"

Zhu Jihai was only fifteen years old at the time, but he acted like a little adult.

Seeing his "pretentious" look, Bao Guowei laughed angrily, slapped him on the back of the head and cursed.

"Why are you still pretending in front of me?"

"Brother, why are you like this?" Zhu Jihai covered his head as if feeling aggrieved.

At this time, Bao Guowei took out a copy of "The Windsor Edition of Shakespeare's Works", which was an original edition purchased from the UK and is no longer available in China.

He smiled and said, "Don't you like Shakespeare? I got you the original version. It's quite old and is considered an antique in the UK. You must keep it well!"

As soon as he saw the book, Zhu Jihai's eyes immediately lit up. He held the book in his arms like a treasure, nodded and bowed quickly.

"Thank you, Brother! Thank you, Brother!"

There were a bunch of students coming to Zhang Taiyan's house to study, and Bao Guowei was not stingy. He took out some snacks from his bag and distributed them to them.

After returning to his yard, Bao Guowei saw Zhang Pingan from afar.

This northern orphan that he adopted changes every month and seems to have grown taller now.

After seeing Bao Guowei, Zhang Pingan was very excited. He hurriedly came forward to salute and speak.

"Student meets Master."

Bao Guowei nodded. Seeing his apprentice, he couldn't help feeling some emotion. He said encouragingly.

"During the time I was away, it was thanks to you that I took care of the family. Dad is getting old, and you will have to shoulder the burden of this family in the future."

Hearing this, Zhang Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little sad. Master really treated him as a family member, he nodded heavily and said.

"Zhang Ping'an is still young, but he thinks he is smarter than his peers. It is his duty to take care of Master."

Bao Guowei nodded, and even Zhang Taiyan was full of praise for this precocious little genius.

The only thing he fears now is that the other person will become "Shang Zhongyong" when he grows up.

"Come, I will check your homework after not seeing you for a month."

Bao Guowei freed his hands and opened the homework on Zhang Ping'an's desk.

But when I turned it over, I found something different under the manuscript paper.

Zhang Ping'an immediately rushed over and wanted to take it away, speaking in panic.

"Master, please listen to my explanation."

But he was not as fast as Bao Guowei. Bao Guowei immediately pulled out the book from the bottom and took a closer look.

"Huh~"

Bao Guowei saw the cover and flipped through the dazzling array of notes inside, and couldn't help but marvel at it.

He glanced at Zhang Pingan who lowered his head and said.

“When did you start studying calculus?”

What surprised Bao Guowei was not the pornographic book, but the name of the book, "Introduction to Analytical Geometry and Calculus".

This book was first published in 1859. The original author was Professor Romesh of Yale University in the United States. It can be said that it was the most widely circulated calculus book available on the market during that period.

Nowadays, many new schools use this book as a mathematics textbook.

Zhang Pingan, who was only ten years old, actually read this book
Zhang Pingan lowered his head and explained, "Master once said that liberal arts cannot save China, so I thought about studying science hard, serving the country in the future, and inventing weapons and technology that surpass those of foreigners."

"You have good ambitions." Bao Guowei first agreed, then looked at his notes and said, "But have I ever told you that you should be down-to-earth in learning anything? You should understand the principle that haste makes waste, right?" Zhang Pingan replied naturally, "That's what students do."

"Ah."

Bao Guowei raised his eyebrows and looked at his notes carefully. He had almost forgotten all the college calculus, but with the help of the golden finger, he could still make a rough guess.

"Your notes are well done."

Zhang Pingan scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I followed my teacher's instructions and started to learn step by step, but I learned a little faster."

This is a bit too much, Bao Guowei complained in his heart.

He had always heard about mathematical geniuses before, and today he finally saw one for himself.

Seeing Bao Guowei silent for a while, Zhang Pingan felt uneasy.

"Master, it's not that I don't want to study liberal arts, it's just that I'm more interested in liberal arts than science. Didn't you always say that interest is the best teacher?"

As he spoke, Zhang Pingan quietly put away a report card on the table.

Apparently, in order to study calculus, his academic performance in the liberal arts declined significantly.

However, considering his talent, this decline is only relative.

Bao Guowei said with some confusion: "Who said I don't allow you to study calculus and science?"

"Ah?" Zhang Pingan opened his mouth wide. "But you are a liberal arts major."

"I just don't have time to study science."

Bao Guowei also wanted to make achievements in science, but this was not something that could be solved by a database cheat.

For things like science, even if you are given an open-book test, you may not be able to do it.

Talent is a very important thing.

After thinking about it, Bao Guowei narrowed his eyes, looked at Zhang Pingan and said.

"Ping An, do you want to be a scientist like Einstein?"

For a moment, Zhang Pingan's eyes widened.

After Bao Guowei and others came back, the Zhang Mansion suddenly became lively.

Bao Guowei asked George Orwell, who came with him, to meet Zhang Taiyan. After all, Zhang Taiyan could be considered his master.

Then he was arranged a room for him. The Zhang Mansion was very big, so there was no shortage of accommodation.

George Orwell found this Chinese-style living environment very novel.

The conditions are not as good as those of rich people's apartments in the UK, but they are much better than George Orwell's residence in the slums.

Everyone else seemed to be having a good time, but Bao Guowei noticed one thing: whenever Zhang Taiyan saw him, the expression on his face would always fall.

Especially at dinner time, the atmosphere at the table was extremely awkward.

Bao Guowei understood what he meant. After dinner, he went to the study and met with Zhang Taiyan alone.

There was incense in the study, mixed with the scent of books and ink.

Old Zhang was sitting in the middle of the study with a large ancient book in front of him. He was squinting under the light, looking for something.

He had a long-stemmed pipe in his mouth and was taking puffs from it.

Zhang Taiyan didn't smoke often, and especially after he fell ill, he never touched the pipe.

Bao Guowei could smell the smoke in the air, which was obviously dry tobacco.

After entering the study, Bao Guowei seemed a little at a loss and couldn't help but give a reminder.

"Sir, you'd better smoke less if you are in such poor health."

"It would be good to die early~" Such words came faintly from beside the desk.

Bao Guowei walked into the study room with a look of sadness on his face.

It seems that the fact that his daughter was raped by his apprentice was a big blow to Old Zhang.
Speaking of which, Bao Guowei can understand that a man of Zhang's age will accept some new ideas, but he is still traditional in essence.

Some parents in later generations could not accept their daughters having premarital sexual activities, let alone in the Republic of China.

And she was his most beloved youngest daughter.

But Bao Guowei also has something to say, and this wasn't his initiative!

He sat silently opposite Zhang Taiyan and spoke in a very unconfident tone.

"Sir, I was actually the one who was forced."

Zhang Taiyan was almost choked to death by the smoke.

"Cough cough cough ~ cough cough cough ~ you little bastard ~"

Before he could finish his scolding, Bao Guowei hurried over to help Zhang Taiyan pat his back.

"Master, calm down. I am a serious disciple and will definitely treat Nianyue well. I am not a romantic figure like Xu Zhimo or Hu Shizhi. Just relax."

When he heard the name Xu Zhimo, Zhang Taiyan's cough became even more severe.

"People like Xu Zhimo are immoral and not loyal to their marriages. You must never learn from their behavior, cough cough cough."

"I know, I know."

Bao Guowei hurried to help him calm down, otherwise if Zhang Taiyan was so angry that he died, he would become famous in history.

"Bao Guowei and Zhang Nianyue had an affair before marriage, which pissed off Zhang Taiyan!"

Come to think of it, it's a topic that can be easily fabricated.

After much persuasion, Zhang Taiyan finally recovered his breath, took a sip of tea, and looked at Bao Guowei helplessly.

What else could he do? His daughter was devoted to him, and the man was his most proud student.

Could Zhang Taiyan really beat this disciple to death?

He is soft-hearted after all.

With a sigh, Zhang Taiyan looked at Bao Guowei unhappily and said.

"In that case, let's prepare for the wedding as soon as possible. I have discussed this with Lao Bao and we will make some preparations. We will try to find a good date before you go to Peking."

"It all depends on Master."

Bao Guowei nodded obediently.

After being tortured by Zhang Taiyan, Bao Guowei lived in seclusion in Gusu for the rest of his life.

All day long, he hid in his study, either preparing for the publication of "The Return of the Condor Heroes" or continuing to write the sequel to "No Longer Human".

Of course, there is also the revision work of "Rural Teachers" and "Small Island Economics".

There are still some discrepancies in the previous translated versions, especially "Small Island Economics", which is also very helpful for the Republic of China today.

Bao Guowei is determined to make the Chinese people more deeply aware of the importance of economics.

The publication and revision of these four works alone took up most of the time.

From time to time, Bao Guowei also has to deal with some celebrities who come to visit him.

In short, during this period before the New Year, even though he lived in seclusion in Gusu, he did not have a single day of free time.

Fortunately, the festive atmosphere in the Gusu Zhang Mansion was very strong, and everyone in the mansion was having a great time, allowing Bao Guowei to find the feeling of celebrating the holidays in Hangzhou.

One night, Bao Guowei went up to the attic and looked at the lights of thousands of homes in Suzhou City, and couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

He thought of the people in Hangzhou, some friends and some passers-by.

I don't know how I am doing now.
"Sir, do you like the moon too? I heard it is a symbol of love in Japan."

Suddenly, a cold female voice came from behind, with a hint of seduction in her words.

Bao Guowei frowned. He had heard the footsteps a long time ago but pretended not to hear them. He became very alert.

He turned around and said.

"Liao Yaquan, what are you doing here?"

(End of this chapter)