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Lei Zou and the others understood it, but it could not be considered superstition, but a psychological effect, but the same psychological effect, and the nature of the two is different. Donations and ages must be asked, otherwise they will not understand it.

As for the speed that Wang Er was worried about, he didn't ask. Because he thought that Wang Er had a lot of manuscripts, he was so fast. Of course, Wang Er would not be able to figure it out again if he continued to maintain this speed.

Wang Er took Wan'er home and bought four more lunch boxes. There were no adults at home, so let's just go.

Comrade Lei asked: "The little prince needs to check every day. When he sees the seedlings of baobab trees, he must remove them immediately, otherwise the planet will be broken. Why did he even leave his planet even though he knew this situation?"

Wang Er recalled that the book said that before the little prince left, he thought about the wind and insects and did not think of the planet's number one enemy, Baobab.

Did the author neglect or did he have the intention behind it?

Wang Er thought for a while and said, "At that time, the most important thing he was to understand what a friend was, so after leaving the planet, the baobab tree had a growing time. When he went back, it was still time to dial it. But this was not important. When I finished writing it, you will understand."

"Brother, are you writing a new book?"

"Go to do your homework."

Wan'er stuck out her tongue and started doing her homework.

And you can't be picky, how can you absorb air like such a small planet?

Wang Er changed to a helicopter. Entering the new century, the engine of the helicopter cannot be repaired as written in the book. When Wan'er left, Wang Er continued to write. When Wan'er was about to get off school, Wang Er's code reached Chapter 26, which is the second to last.

He still smiled. Then he became serious:

"Tonight...you know...don't come."

"I won't leave you."

"I will look very painful...I feel a little like I'm going to die. That's it, don't look at these, there is no need."

...At this time, he seemed a little relieved:

"By the way, there was no venom when it bit the second bite..."

... So he took my hand. But he was still worried:

"You shouldn't be like this. You'll be uncomfortable. I'll look like I'm dead, but this won't be true..."

I was speechless.

"You understand, the road is far. I can't take this body with me. It's too heavy."

I remained silent.

"But it's like peeling old bark. There's nothing sad about old bark."

I was still silent.

He was a little discouraged. But he cheered up again:

"This will be pretty good, you know. I will definitely look at the stars, and all the stars will be wells with rusted wheels. All the stars will pour water for me to drink..."

...He sat down at this time because he was scared. But he still said:

"You know...my flower...I am responsible for her! And she is so weak! She is so naive. She only has four insignificant thorns to protect herself and resist foreign enemies..."

I sat down, too, because I could no longer stand. He said:

"That's all... said..."

He hesitated for a moment, then stood up. He took a step, but I couldn't move.

He fell gently on the ground like a tree, probably because of the sand, without even a sound.

A yellow light flashed near his ankle bone. In an instant, he stopped moving. He did not scream. He fell gently to the ground like a tree, probably because of the sand, without even a sound.

Wang Er thought about it and called one below: (final).

Then I went to pick up Wan'er.

When the brother and sister came back, Lei Zou and the other two were still looking at the computer. Comrade Lei asked, "Why is the little prince afraid?"

If it is easier to understand from the literal meaning, because of the physical condition, the little prince wanted to go back, so he had to ask the poisonous snake to help him, bit him, and then his soul or something (a yellow light) returned to his star.

But if you think about it carefully, it is not, especially this fear.

Wang Er was looking through some of the creative backgrounds of this novel. In 1935, Saint Exuperi saw a sleeping child on the train on the way to Moscow. His cute face reminded him that all the children should be Mozart, the legendary prince.

In December of the same year, he and a mechanic tried to set a direct flight record in Paris-Saigon. After three days of struggle, he was lucky to have a local herder rescued them.

These two things have become the basis of "The Little Prince".

That accident also became the main line of his other book, "The Earth of Mankind". There is an article in the junior high school textbook "In the Center of the Desert", which is one of them.

But I can't understand it this way. That planet is not a planet, but the author's small home in France. Rose is not a rose, but his wife Suro. Because Suro is vain, the two of them have a very unhappy marriage. Later, the Germans came and the author went into exile to the United States.

It’s not whether the little prince can return to that planet, but whether the author can return to that home... France in 1943, so the author doesn’t know, or that only by using the poisonous snakes and death can he return to the old days.

"Uncle Lei, isn't it a little heart-wrenching?"

"Yes, you wrote it for the children."

There is also a 27 chapter with only a few hundred words behind. In Wang Er's opinion, if this 27 chapter is not allowed, the impact will be greater. But someone has a vision, and it is finally a book for children. Wang Er thought about it and added this 27 chapter, but made considerable modifications.

"Have the little prince gone back?"

"Uncle Lei, I'm about to go back, but is this important? Maybe it's the hypothesis that this pilot had in that desperate environment."

"The truth is here."

The truth is, Wang Er began to apply for copyright.

Lei Zou and the other two looked at each other, not believing it? But they saw it with their own eyes. It was not only the process of typing, but also the process of searching and modifying the information. The key... Comrade Lei couldn't help but ask: "Xiao Wang, what do you want to express in this novel?"

The words seem to be very simple, but the thoughts inside are not simple.

"What do you mean? It's very simple. Adults educate children. You can't do whatever you want. You have to understand the hearts of children and treat them as friends. Do you see other metaphors?"

"Haha, let me tell you about your retiring school."

"I was not off-school, but I was forcibly fired. It was just that there were everyone on the Internet. I was afraid that someone would lead the rhythm, so I said I would take a break from school."

"Then why were you fired?"

Wang Er said the story in the original form, including his use of bricks, his future plans.

"Your dad kneels down?"

"I almost knelt down. I woke up and shouted, but I didn't kneel down, but I must have knelt down in other places I didn't see."

Lei Zou and others frowned.

If it is normal, this young author and Cao Guangzu will be given a warning. It is wrong to rob someone’s schoolbag and throw it into the gutter. It is even more wrong to shoot a brick on someone’s head. The young author also has to pay medical expenses. Of course, it is just normal medical expenses. It is impossible for my son to have bleeding. He has to prescribe a piece of old ginseng to replenish it. A single old ginseng plant will cost tens of thousands of yuan. After prescribing, no one will admit it.

The Cao family finally asked the Wang family for 5,000 yuan in medical expenses. Maybe his family did spend so much money, but they were suspected of extortion.

Most of the people who jumped around were Cao Guangzu's mother. If Cao Haze came forward, the Wang family would not have suffered only this blow.

But no matter how the Cao family dances, they are confident. I went to the suburban primary school entrance exam and passed the exam, but I still didn't let me go to school. Then I left, go to Shishi and Shangdu. The author's resentment is not too great now. When it reaches that point, no matter who it is, the resentment in his heart will be soaring.
Chapter completed!