After Gu Rao finished speaking, he received no response from Bieye. He frowned, looked at Bieye and asked, "Don't you think what I said is wrong?"

"Do you also think that the young lady was right to elope for love?"

"The one who betroths you becomes your wife, and the one who runs away becomes your concubine."

"If that poor scholar was a dedicated and responsible person, she might still have a chance to be happy, but people have bad qualities and often don't cherish what they get."

"A person who despises himself, lowers his attitude, and does not know how to love himself will also find it difficult to get the true love of others."

"People must love themselves first before they can be loved by others."

"Maybe after getting the young lady, the poor scholar was not moved in his heart, nor did he cherish the love more, but he was complacent, thought he was infinitely charming, and laughed at the ridiculous stupidity of the young lady in his heart."

"He will marry a woman without spending a penny with all his tricks and words. From the bottom of his heart, he will feel that she is a valuable bargain. Once he meets someone better, he will dump her without hesitation."

This passage is a profound analysis of human nature. After saying it, she realized that Bieye was winking at her.

This was the first time she saw Biye showing such an expression. She was a little confused, but also a little funny. She asked, "What's wrong with you? Are your eyes cramped?"

He raised his hand to give Bieye a rub.

Bieye coughed lightly.

"Someone."

Gu Rao was stunned for a moment, then looked behind him, and sure enough, he saw the person who was telling stories downstairs just now, standing behind them at some point.

She was so immersed in what she was saying just now that she didn't even notice the person coming behind her.

I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at this time.

She just commented that the story was worthless, but the person who told the story heard everything.

The death scene of a large community.

"Well, what I just said only represents my personal opinion. In fact, what you said is very good, and many people like to hear it."

The storyteller looked like he wanted to kill someone.

"He's not like that!"

Gu Rao blinked.

"Well, if you say it's not, then it's not."

The storyteller became even more angry.

"You don't understand the women in the story, and you don't understand the men in the story either. Why do you say that women look down on themselves and are irresponsible? Why do you say that men like the new and dislike the old, and even... even look down on women in their hearts?"

Gu Rao did not argue with the storyteller.

"The story you told is very beautiful, so good that it makes me feel a little unreal, so I express my feelings and express my own opinions. I apologize for any offense."

Everyone has the right to express his or her own views and opinions, but the prerequisite for expressing one's own views and opinions is to respect the fruits of other people's work.

She just complained casually to her own people, and did not expect that the person telling the story would listen to her. It is understandable that the person would be angry after hearing what she said.

However, looking at the look on the storyteller's face, one knew that the story just told was probably written by the storyteller in front of him, so he couldn't stand criticism from others.

Worried that the storyteller would lose his temper, he continued, "The stories you tell are very beautiful and ideal. Listening to more beautiful stories will make people feel better."

Sometimes we know the reality, but we don’t necessarily have to write it down.

Isn’t art derived from life but higher than life?

Not every storybook has to reveal the reality. The reality is cruel enough. What’s wrong with getting some satisfaction in the storybook?

"What I just said is just a bad possibility. There is another good possibility, which is that the scholar and the eldest lady in the story really live happily all their lives."

As the saying goes, reach out to avoid hitting the smiling person. The storyteller who was originally angry after hearing Gu Rao's words, now after hearing Gu Rao's explanation, most of the anger in his heart has disappeared.

At the same time, I also guessed why she thought that way.

"Your concerns are not wrong. Many men are very unlucky. However, I believe that he is a responsible and capable person. Even if he is down and out for a while, he will become prosperous sooner or later."

"The choice of the woman in the story is not a momentary impulse, nor is it a failure of her family's years of cultivation just for her own love."

"She also has her own difficulties."

"She wouldn't have done such a bold thing if she hadn't had to."

Gu Rao raised his eyebrows.

"What's the reason?"

The storyteller hesitated, not sure whether he should say this to a stranger.

Gu Rao said helplessly, "From the story you wrote, I didn't see any difficulty in the woman, so I thought she was selfish. Since she had difficulties, why didn't you write it out?"

"If you don't write it down, it won't be misunderstood. It's so unreasonable."

The storyteller frowned and explained, "A son doesn't complain about his father's fault. Even if his parents did something wrong, how can he, as a child, judge what is right or wrong about his parents?"

"What's more, if it were written down, wouldn't the world know what her parents did?"

Gu Rao, "..."

Those words reveal a lot of information!

She just felt that the storyteller had tender skin and tender flesh, and although his voice was deliberately thickened, it still sounded like a woman. Thinking about the excited expression of the storyteller just now, she had a bold guess in her heart.

Look towards the storyteller's ear.

Sure enough, even the ear piercings were not covered!

So, this storyteller disguised as a man is actually the rich lady who ran away with the poor scholar? In reality, there are actually such silly girls who elope for love!

Seeing Gu Rao's shocked eyes, Cheng Ruoxue realized later that she had been exposed. A trace of annoyance flashed across her eyes, and she prayed, "Can you not tell anyone about me?"

"I finally found an easier job to make money."

In order to make money, she washed people's clothes every day, which made her fingers calluses. If she hadn't fainted from exhaustion and was forcefully asked by Ling Shiyin not to wash people's clothes in the future, she wouldn't have spent a month. Write your own storybook, and write the story of yourself and Ling Shiyin into a storybook.

Fortunately, I was chosen by the tea house.

If the people at the teahouse knew she was a woman, they would definitely not let her be a storyteller again.

Gu Rao nodded in agreement.

"it is good."

Although she felt pity for this silly girl in her heart, she was an outsider after all, and it was hard to comment on this person's actions. Everyone had their own choice. Since she chose to elope, she would be the only one to bear the ups and downs in the future.

Cheng Ruoxue breathed a sigh of relief.

"Although I didn't like what you just said, it did give me a lot of inspiration. When I go back, I will revise and improve the story."

After hesitating for a moment, he still said, "It was the suggestion you gave me. After I finish writing it, can you come and listen to the story after I have revised it?"

Gu Rao nodded.

"can."

Cheng Ruoxue smiled and said, "I am Cheng Ruoxue."

Gu Rao said, "My name is Gu Rao."

Cheng Ruoxue said, "I don't know when the story will be corrected. How will I tell you when it is corrected?"

Wherever you fall, stand up.

Gu Rao's previous comments were so sharp that she felt motivated to change the story for the better and gain Gu Rao's approval.

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