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"The Village Teacher" is considered one of the best science fiction short stories.

Li Haoyu had actually read quite a few science fiction novels before.

He thought the stories were indeed quite exciting and imaginative, but Li Haoyu always felt that the writing was cold and lacked any particular appeal.

However, "The Rural Teacher" is very touching.

Because few people can use science fiction techniques to jump outside Earth and observe humanity, and then examine themselves from a broader perspective.

This is what makes science fiction so unique.

This is something that other novels of the same genre can hardly match. Not to mention that the story is quite novel, using the perspective of a teacher to narrate the entire story.

The scene that moved Li Haoyu the most was when he was facing the final test from extraterrestrial civilizations.

The children remained silent after each question.

The children finally recited Newton's Third Law, which the teacher had just explained: "An object will remain at rest or in uniform motion in a straight line unless acted upon by an external force."

At this moment, your physics knowledge, which you may never use in your entire life, regains its meaning, becomes vivid, interesting, and even heartwarming.

Li Haoyu has always prided himself on being very rational.

The first time I watched "The Rural Teacher".

He was still moved to tears.

This statement is somewhat similar to a line from another classic novel by Liu Cixin, "The Three-Body Problem": Many people go through their entire lives without ever looking outward.

Li Haoyu still feels a little guilty when he thinks about those words. Anyway, at that time, Li Haoyu had just finished reading the novel and even dug out his long-forgotten high school physics textbook to take a look.

However, it's only comparable to "The Rural Teacher".

His author, Liu Cixin, is more famous.

Liu Cixin has won the Hugo Award for Best Novel, which is already an achievement that can be considered part of the history of world science fiction.

It's important to understand that science fiction originated in Europe and America. In this regard, Europe and America have neither a sense of curiosity towards China nor any pretentious encouragement.

Winning an award means truly conquering readers in Europe and America, which is an extremely difficult thing, much like a domestic singer winning a Grammy Award.

What is the gold content of this?

To paraphrase someone else's assessment of Liu Cixin: He single-handedly brought Chinese science fiction to a world-class level.

Before The Three-Body Problem, many people didn't read science fiction.

This is a rare work that has broken through to a wider audience in the last thirty years. Before this, many people had never even read a science fiction novel, and some even had prejudices against science fiction.

Many people think that science fiction is just like "Little Smarty's Adventures in the Future," a childish thing for kids.

Aside from sci-fi comic books for kids, the only other thing is Hollywood's Star Wars, where people are wielding plastic glow sticks and sending them flying everywhere...

The only pity is that the background of "The Three-Body Problem" is still too sensitive, and Li Hao doesn't dare to bring it up at this time. That would completely kill the competition.

Li Xixi was also tilting her head and looking at Li Haoyu from the side.

She also wanted to see what kind of story "The Rural Teacher" told.

However, what Li Haoyu wrote was quite different from what she had imagined.

Li Xixi silently recited it in her heart.

But the more she looked at it, the more something seemed off.

He knew that this final lesson had to be taught ahead of schedule.

Another sharp pain shot through his liver, almost causing him to faint. He was too weak to get out of bed, so he laboriously moved towards the window beside his bed…

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"Ten years ago, Liu Baozhu's father married a woman from Sichuan. They had a son named Baozhu. Five years later, the child grew up and he stopped caring about the woman. One day, she ran back to Sichuan and took all the money from the family."

After that, Baozhu's father also became a mess. First, he gambled, just like those other old bachelors in the village, ruining the house until only four walls and a bed remained; then he drank.

"Every night he would get himself completely drunk with sweet potato liquor that cost eight cents a pound, and take it out on the children, beating them a little every day and a big beating every three days, until one night last month, he almost killed Baozhu by swinging a fire poker."

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Li Xixi felt very upset after reading what Li Haoyu had written.

She thought she was already miserable enough, having no parents and only relying on her grandmother for survival.

However, the story written by Li Haoyu seems to be even more difficult.

Even the protagonist is diagnosed with a terminal illness right from the start, and the children all live pitiful lives, except for the fact that he can't go to school. They all have to face various cruel realities.

Especially that guy named Baozhu, who was beaten so badly by his own father.

Li Xixi felt a chill run down her spine.

The background of the story is particularly realistic, as if it happened right next to you.

This made Li Xixi feel very upset, as if a huge rock was pressing down on her heart.

She couldn't bear to watch any longer.

Li Xixi even had some doubts about Li Haoyu's original intentions.

He must have done it on purpose, showing himself these kinds of stories to scare himself.

She said to Li Haoyu, "You can write it yourself. I think yours is pretty good. I won't bother you anymore."

After saying that, Li Xixi tiptoed out the door.

Li Haoyu even heard it after the door closed.

Li Xixi let out a long sigh of relief.

Li Haoyu couldn't help but laugh when he saw this.

Li Xixi seemed to be enduring a lot of hardship, even her self-praise sounded forced.

It's obvious they didn't absorb anything.

This is understandable, though; the earlier parts of the story about the rural teacher were indeed quite realistic, making it somewhat difficult to read.

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The village in the story is shrouded in ignorance and superstition, but ignorance is not the most terrible thing. What is most terrible is the contempt and disdain of the people there for knowledge.

The only heartwarming scene was the children gathered around the stove, watching the noodles bubbling and churning in the large iron pot.

This is indeed a bit too heavy.

Even Li Haoyu himself almost couldn't finish reading it and nearly missed this classic science fiction novel.

However, if Zhou Rong were to see this article, she would probably find it difficult to remain calm.

The most remarkable thing about rural teachers is that they bring together the grandest of the grand and the most humble of the humble. Countless galaxies in the universe are being destroyed, and that is grandeur.

In a poor village, a rural teacher is giving a lesson—this is the ordinary.

But in the final moments of his life, Teacher Li displayed a personality and beliefs that illuminated the universe, and in the last moment of his life in the solar system, he completed his encounter with the Archon.

This is the most touching part.

She was moved by both the insignificance of humanity and the difficulty of evolution, as well as the vastness and magnificence of the universe. This was incredibly impactful for an artistic girl like Zhou Rong.

Li Haoyu thought for a moment, remembering the three-month agreement he had made with Zhou Rong. He estimated that he could finish writing "The Rural Teacher" in three more days.

This is such a quick slap in the face! I wonder if Zhou Rong can accept this fact.

Compared to Liu Cixin, Feng Huacheng's pointless, sentimental poems and novels are simply too low-class. It's a complete and utter crushing defeat.

All of this made Li Haoyu feel like he was using a sledgehammer to crack a nut.

However, Li Haoyu decided to finish writing it as soon as possible and send it to Zhou Rong. This kind of thing couldn't be delayed too long; he needed to finish quickly and leave a lasting impression on Zhou Rong.

Even if Zhou Rong meets Feng Huacheng again in the future, his talent will be insignificant compared to everything else.

To be honest, Li Haoyu thought Feng Huacheng was a complete scumbag.

He took advantage of women's innate love for sweet talk, and put on an artist's demeanor to flirt with them.

Actually, this is still within the normal range, but he concealed everything from his past, remaining tight-lipped about his previous marriage and divorce.

This is actually quite egregious.

Thinking about it, it makes sense. How could Feng Huacheng, who was educated and not bad-looking in that era, still be unmarried in his thirties? But Zhou Rong was blinded by love and accepted everything he said.

Feng Huacheng is unfit as both a husband and a boyfriend, because his most terrifying trait isn't his poverty, but his womanizing. He'll take any young and beautiful woman without hesitation.

Zhou Rong followed him for 16 years and suffered a lot.

Despite Zhou Rong's various shortcomings, the only person she owes nothing to is Feng Huacheng.

Feng Huacheng was a complete egoist.

Li Haoyu believes that his feelings for Zhou Rong were not purely romantic; it was simply that a woman appeared who was willing to share his hardships when he was lonely and isolated.

Zhou Rong was like his lifeline, and he certainly wouldn't refuse her.

When faced with choices, Feng Huacheng always weighs his own gains and losses first, choosing the most advantageous path in life. His previous choice of Zhou Rong was because he needed companionship.

Feng Huacheng was able to go abroad with Wang Zi after only knowing her for a short time, simply because she was younger and more beautiful.

This kind of man has no principles whatsoever.

Even among scumbags, he is one of the most tasteless.

This time, Li Haoyu was going to write "The Rural Teacher" twice. He would submit the first draft for publication, and he would carefully excerpt the second one, because he planned to send it to Zhou Rong.

The entire article was already in Li Haoyu's mind; the key was to write it neatly and beautifully.

This is actually quite important.

This applies to both the editor and Zhou Rong.

Especially in this pre-computer era, the quality of your handwriting actually determines a person's first impression. The effect of having good handwriting is actually similar to having a beautiful appearance.

At least if you have good handwriting, people generally assume that it's something you've worked hard to achieve. But if you're good-looking, people might not necessarily think that your appearance is the result of your efforts.

This is similar to wearing a suit to a meeting to appear formal.

Fortunately, Li Haoyu had put in a lot of effort in practicing calligraphy, and he also had the added advantage of skillful hands.

The aesthetics of his handwriting have improved significantly.

Li Haoyu went all out.

These characters are indeed so elegant and graceful.

It's so powerful it seems to penetrate the paper!

Li Haoyu objectively commented that it was indeed very beautiful, with strong yet graceful handwriting. Even seasoned editors, let alone Zhou Rong, would be impressed just by looking at the handwriting.

You can say anything to earn a second glance.

Li Haoyu wrote for several hours straight.

Before I knew it, it was late at night.

The bustling countryside during the day has become quiet. The noisy barking of dogs has also disappeared; the only sound is the wind.

Li Haoyu wrote faster and faster.

Not long after, Li Xixi reappeared.

Grandma was already asleep.

Li Haoyu said in a very low voice, "It's so late, why are you here instead of sleeping?"

Li Xixi said, "There's something wrong with you. Why don't you write during the day? Staying up all night will ruin your eyes sooner or later."

This was the first time Li Haoyu had been lectured by Li Xixi.

However, knowing he was indeed in the wrong, he could only nod.

Li Haoyu even promised Li Xixi that he would go to sleep after writing for another hour.

Li Xixi was not surprised by Li Haoyu's answer.

She simply took out a kerosene lamp from behind her back.

It was a homemade one, and the materials for the oil lamp were very simple: an ink bottle, and a cotton thread threaded through the valve stem to make the wick. That's how an oil lamp was made.

In fact, Li Haoyu possesses true vision, so he doesn't need to worry about eyesight or lighting. Even if Li Haoyu continues to tinker with things like this, his vision won't deteriorate.

But Li Haoyu watched as Li Xixi carefully held the kerosene lamp, as if afraid the wick would be blown out by the wind. The orange-red lamplight made Li Xixi's little face look rosy.

Li Haoyu could no longer bring himself to refuse.

He smiled as he took the kerosene lamp and said to Li Xixi, "Thanks to you so much, my eyes were almost watering. You really saved my life."

"In that case, I'll give you a small gift too. Sit next to me, and I'll show you something fun."

Li Xixi still looked suspicious.

But she still obediently sat next to Li Haoyu.

Li Haoyu stretched out his hand towards the kerosene lamp, and instantly a small dog appeared on the wall. The dog's mouth opened and closed, making a "woof woof" sound, which Li Haoyu naturally imitated.

Next, the puppy turned into a kitten, a rabbit, a human head, and finally a little rabbit that hopped and disappeared off the wall.

Li Haoyu looked smug. "How about it? My thank-you gift is quite sincere. This is a little talent I don't show off easily. Want to learn?"

Li Xixi was clearly smitten.

But she still seemed too embarrassed to say it.

Seeing this, Li Haoyu deliberately provoked her, "Since you're not interested, then fine, I'll continue with my creative work. You should go to sleep now, but thank you for the kerosene lamp anyway."

Li Xixi finally couldn't hold back and timidly said, "I want to learn, please teach me."

Li Haoyu stopped teasing Li Xixi.

He immediately took Li Xixi's hand and began to give her instructions.

Surprisingly, Li Xixi learned very quickly this time.

For the most basic cat and dog hand shadows.

Li Xixi already looks about 70-80% similar. It's just that the more difficult head drawing is still a bit awkward. Not only is the hand shadow too large to make the outline clear, but...

Li Xixi didn't know what to do with it.

This time, Li Haoyu didn't criticize Li Xixi. Instead, he encouraged her, saying, "It's already quite good that you could do this for the first time. I won't write anymore today. Let's all go to bed early."

Li Xixi teased, "Didn't you say you wanted to finish it in one go and become a great writer?"

Li Haoyu laughed and said, "Those who look up at the stars will eventually have to bow their heads and go to sleep. You really think I'm not afraid of sudden death? I'm a man who wants to live to be a hundred years old."

"You can't lie to me this time."

"Okay, I know I'll stop lying now."

Li Xixi rubbed her eyes and said, "Then I'll trust you one more time. I'm so sleepy."

Li Haoyu said with a smile.

"Good night."

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