PDLP Chapter 205 Do you want to try it?
Chapter 205 Do you want to try it?
They can communicate in ordinary situations without having to worry too much, and can even use modern expressions. Nan Yingzhi feels relaxed and can often speak freely.
Because she spoke whatever came to her mind, modern vocabulary frequently appeared in her conversation.
Even though she really didn't like him and people kept asking her about him, Nan Yingzhi had much more patience towards Yun Ji than most people.
Naturally, she didn't mind, and whenever he followed the clues and asked questions, she would answer his questions and resolve his confusion.
"How could that be?" Holding Yun Ji in his arms, Nan Yingzhi shook his head, "It's my honor that you're willing to listen to what happened there.
"Sometimes, I worry that you don't understand and find me annoying."
Instead of getting the expected answer, Yun Ji was even praised by her. He looked confused: "Really?"
Hearing his question, Nan Yingzhi suddenly realized that some of her words were difficult for him to understand.
To be fair, she herself is not willing to come into contact with knowledge that she has no understanding of.
Putting herself in Yun Ji's shoes, Nan Yingzhi suddenly felt that Yun Ji could not understand certain words, and she humbly asked about her embarrassment.
"Of course it's true," she promised in order not to increase the communication barrier between them, "but in the future, I will take your feelings into consideration and try to use fewer words in case you don't understand."
"No need," Yun Ji gently rejected her kindness, and said firmly, "Xiao Zhizi, you can talk as much as you want. I am happy to hear new words and want to know more about you."
Nan Yingzhi always felt that something was missing just hugging him, so she weighed his waist, bent down, and picked him up.
"I can tell you in detail what my world is like when I have time," she said gently, "but let's forget it now."
Subconsciously wrapping his arms around her neck, Yun Ji said "Hmm?" and looked puzzled: "Why?"
Nan Yingzhi didn't often stay up late, so she always looked sleepy at night. She yawned long and said in a slow tone, "It's late, let's go to bed first."
Seeing that she looked tired, Yun Ji did not force her to stay longer to watch the rain fall with him, but nodded: "Okay."
In the dim light, Nan Yingzhi put him down carefully, pulled over the quilt, and fell asleep.
Vaguely worried about what might happen at the front line, Yun Ji closed his eyes but could not fall asleep.
Hearing the loud sound of a horn outside, he opened his eyes suddenly and knocked on Nan Yingzhi's arm to wake her up.
"Xiao Zhizi," Yun Ji hadn't slept for almost the entire night, and his eyes were dark, but he was inexplicably clear-headed, "There has been no news from the front line.
"The battlefield is changing rapidly. I'm afraid that by the time we get there, things may have changed. Let's hurry on."
After a short nap, Nan Yingzhi felt refreshed. She said "OK", jumped up quickly, and went outside to gather people.
Even though it was the first time they had experienced this kind of pain that could be endured with just a shout, the imperial guards gritted their teeth and got up with the thought of defending their country in mind, and marched quickly under Nan Yingzhi's command.
Maybe because he didn’t get enough sleep last night, Yun Ji felt a little listless.
When teaching Nan Yingzhi the art of war, his tone was a little low and his eyes were closed from time to time, which could not hide his depressed look at all.
While listening to him attentively, Nan Yingzhi saw that he looked tired, so she asked him questions, hoping to get him to use his brain and cheer up.
"Qingchuan'er," she gestured with her hand, "Can you elaborate on what you just said about 'Don't chase after a desperate enemy'?"
Yun Ji felt dizzy and couldn't think of how to respond, but he didn't want to let her words disappear in the wind.
"Hmm? Hmm," he nodded, agreeing with her idea, "Sometimes, when the enemy is unable to defeat us head-on, they may use sleight of hand to lure us deeper into the traps they have already laid.
“With just a few exchanges, he could defeat the opponent completely. At first glance, it looks impressive.
"An ancient book says, 'The first attack is strong, the second is weak, and the third is exhausted.' It is human nature to pursue victory.
(Pre-Qin Zuo Qiuming's "Cao Gui (gui, fourth tone, homonymous with "kneel") on War)
“But when the difference in strength between the two sides is not that big, they fled for no apparent reason. In all likelihood, it was an illusion.
“Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that we were defeated due to unknown factors.
"If that's the case, we should be more vigilant. After all, even a rabbit will bite when it is cornered, let alone a hot-blooded soldier.
“Being at the end of the road will make them forget their fear and stimulate their innate fighting instinct.
"Blindly chasing them all the way to their camp will not help our army, which is proud of itself and thinks it will win the battle."
Seeing that he had finished his long speech with his eyes still half open, showing fatigue, Nan Yingzhi tried to use scientific terms to attract his attention: "This is the credit of adrenaline."
"'Adrenaline'?" As expected, Yun Ji's eyes widened slightly when he heard the new word, "What is that?"
"Ahem," Nan Yingzhi coughed twice, just like a teacher checking on students in class, and asked him if he had any impression of the word "hormone". "Qingchuan, do you still remember?
"I told you before that the process of love is dominated by three hormones. I also gave you a brief explanation of the word 'hormone'?"
Yun Ji had an excellent memory, and he took to heart what Xiao Zhizi had said, so naturally he couldn't forget it.
The scene at that time flashed through his mind, and he closed his eyes and nodded slightly.
Yun Ji had the background knowledge in his mind, so it was much easier for Nan Yingzhi to explain it.
"Adrenaline is also a hormone," she explained, "and its main function is to speed up metabolism.
"To put it simply, it's exciting. When life and death are at stake, amazing power will burst out. Most of it comes from this, such as..."
Recalling Yun Ting's incredibly fast figure when he hit the tree, Nan Yingzhi subconsciously wanted to use him as an example.
When the words came to her lips, she suddenly bit her tongue.
The scene of Yun Ji crying out "I feel so bad" when he learned that Yun Ting had died is still vivid in my mind.
Not wanting to bring Yun Ji back to those painful memories, Nan Yingzhi turned her eyes away but said nothing.
Trying his best to suppress his fatigue, Yun Ji listened to half of her words, raised his eyebrows slightly, and signaled her to finish: "For example, what?"
Nan Yingzhi couldn't think of an alternative example for a moment, so she hesitated and said, "Nothing."
Seeing that her tone was not as good as usual, Yun Ji became more curious in order to satisfy his curiosity.
"Little Gardenia," he raised his eyes, "You can say whatever you want."
"For example," Nan Yingzhi dragged out the last word, accumulating time to reply, racking her brains, and quickly came up with a suitable example, "a lamp and a pen, one night, to create a miracle."
Receiving Yunji's puzzled "Hmm?", she continued her story.
"Qingchuan," she complained about the homework during the winter and summer vacations. She also learned about Yunji's school life. "Before, when you were in school,
"During the holidays, will the teacher assign more homework than usual?"
Vaguely realizing that she was changing the subject, Yun Ji responded on the surface, but made a mental note: "Yes, there will be more."
Nan Yingzhi tried to find someone like her who always rushed to finish homework before the deadline: "Have you ever had the experience of playing all the time during the holidays and only finishing your homework the night before school started?"
"No," Yun Ji shook his head, "The homework assigned by the teacher is very simple. I can finish it in less than a day."
Nan Yingzhi never thought that she would find a top student who finished his homework on the day of the holiday. She was shocked and gave him a thumbs up: "Great."
"Thank you." Feeling that the conversation was going off track, Yun Ji brought the topic back to the beginning. "So, what is this 'miracle' you mentioned just now?"
Even though she had a thick skin like a city wall, Nan Yingzhi couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed in front of her outstanding peers.
"That 'miracle' was the experience of playing it up for the entire holiday, and finally finishing it on the last night."
Seeing that he was about to ask about the term "playing rotten", Nan Yingzhi explained before he opened his mouth: "Oh, 'playing rotten' means not working."
After figuring out what all these new words meant, Yun Ji's head started to feel dizzy again and his eyelids were twitching.
"Qingchuan'er," seeing him drowsy, Nan Yingzhi reached out and patted his shoulder, "What is the standard for judging that they are at the end of their rope and have no ability to resist?"
After struggling to think, Yun Ji leaned back and leaned on her chest: "It can be seen from the details."
Not knowing much about the real battlefield, Nan Yingzhi was afraid that Yun Ji was in the main camp and unable to lead the troops, and that she would rush forward in a fit of impulsiveness.
"A simple description is always somewhat abstract. Well, 'abstract' means it is rather vague and not very practical,"
Nan Yingzhi placed her hand on his abdomen along with her cloak to shield him from the wind. "Can you give me a specific example?"
"If the battle lasts for a long time and the two sides are in a stalemate, they will lose everything if they make a mistake.
"Or maybe the enemy general was killed on the spot, and they lost their backbone, lost their minds, threw away their armor and fled in panic."
At this point, Yun Ji couldn't help but stop talking, covered his mouth and yawned, "Haa ...
"Qingchuan'er," Nan Yingzhi, who had been paying attention to his mental state, gently stroked his bund-up black hair, "Why do you look so tired? Did you not get enough sleep last night?"
Yun Ji rubbed his eyes, which were slightly moist from yawning, and no longer concealed his sleepiness.
Since he couldn't explain it clearly, he said vaguely: "Maybe."
Suddenly realizing that instead of forcing him to stay awake, it would be better to let him sleep for a while, Nan Yingzhi did not ask any more questions.
She reached out and gently covered his eyes: "Take a break if you are tired."
When they reached noon, Nan Yingzhi calculated that the time was almost up, so he ordered a short stop.
His ears were filled with the crunching sound of people chewing dry food. Yun Ji couldn't fall asleep and woke up slowly.
Seeing him open his eyelids, Nan Yingzhi put the slightly soft cake in her hand close to his mouth: "This cake is still warm, do you want to try it?"