book of old days

Chapter 180 Art Processing
"Scott was laughing at Eric's mother, so Eric punched him and the two got into a fight."

"Your name is Eric?"

"Yes Professor, Eric Langster."

Sure enough... Sean thought to himself.

"Who are you, little Lancet?"

Eric's expression was a little complicated, "He is my younger brother."

Sean was a little surprised. He remembered that little Lancet was the only child, but he immediately realized that Scott laughed at Eric's mother, explaining that his mother's status should not be high. Although Scott is also a nobleman He is a son, and he likes to make trouble, but he dare not openly laugh at the Duchess.

So this Eric is probably an illegitimate child.

Most of the nobles these days have illegitimate children. Generally speaking, illegitimate children have no inheritance rights, and sometimes they can’t even inherit their surnames. However, the only son of the Duke of Lancaster is dead, so I’m afraid that the illegitimate children will be forcibly righted.

He quickly figured out the cause and effect, but he had a headache in his heart how to face this Eric, but after thinking about it, if it weren't for him, Eric might not know where to farm in the countryside. He is still his benefactor, so there is no psychological pressure.

He glanced at the two with a serious face, "Insulting someone's background is not what a gentleman should do. You have made your family shame Scott, and now apologize to Eric."

"But the professor—"

Sean glared at him, and Steck was taken aback. The look was breathtaking. It was the first time he found this professor of literature so scary.

"Sorry Eric, I shouldn't have laughed at you, it's rude and immoral."

Eric looked a little better.

"Now, Eric, apologize to Scott, it was you who started it anyway."

"Sorry." Eric said reluctantly.

Sean didn't continue to press, "Okay, class starts now, go back to your seats."

After the students returned to their seats and sat down, Sean could finally start his lecture.

He glanced at the students present, but he didn't expect that there were many fewer professors, and even fewer students. There were thirty or forty students sitting sparsely in the huge classroom.

To say that the Department of Literature is also a popular subject, there are quite a few students in previous years, so it is not normal for such a small number of people.

It seems that this war really had a great impact, even the students had to participate in it, Xiao En is not surprised by this situation, joining the army is very good for the nobles to increase their qualifications, make contacts, and gain experience Way, if you want to enter the bureaucracy of the Kingdom of Brighton, it is very useful to have a military experience.

Not to mention that many nobles are military families, and it is their duty to join the army, and entering the army is a grassroots officer.

In a sense, joining the army is sometimes more important than going to college for their future life.

Xiao En thought it was okay, such a small number of people would not be able to take any big classes anyway, so he didn't have to be nervous.

"I have been away for a long time and just returned to school. I am not fully familiar with the courses, so I will not give a formal lecture today. Let's chat casually today and get to know each other by the way.

I think many of you have heard my name, Sean Forrest, and probably read my book, so do you have any questions first? "

The little fat man raised his hand high.

Sean pointed at him.

"Sam Dent, I've read all your works, Professor Sean, especially the book Thirty Thousand Leagues Under the Sea, my God, it's really amazing, Captain Nemo... the Nautilus... I don't know how you What I came up with is just like the real thing.”

Another girl raised her hand, and looked at him with a pair of beautiful blue eyes that seemed to be a half-smile.

Sean looked familiar, hey, isn't this my cousin?

I met once when I went to Darkwood Castle. At that time, she said that she would come to Sword Castle to go to school next year. What was her name—Aisley?Emily?Probably a similar name.Unexpectedly, it actually came.

Sean pointed to the girl.

"Emily Cyrus, Professor Sean, I heard that you have been away from Sword Castle for a long time, may I ask where you have been during this time?"

"I went on a trip. Although I am a professor, I am also a writer and an author. If you embark on the road of literary creation in the future, you will find that experience is sometimes more important than skill.
Writing skills can allow you to describe the story vividly and flexibly, but if you haven't really experienced it yourself, you still can't write something really useful. "

"But professor, I have seen your [-] miles under the sea. That is not what happened in reality."

Sean smiled slightly, "That's right, but any story always has a prototype. A good story requires artistic processing, but if you don't even have the prototype of the story, no matter how much you use your imagination, you can't write the kind of immersive story. To explain it in one sentence is that human beings cannot imagine things beyond cognition.”

"Professor, where have you traveled?" Emily's tone was very friendly, not at all like a student asking a professor for advice, but rather like a chat between friends.

Xiao En thought in his heart that this cousin is still acquainted. He thought about it, but he didn't hide it.

"I went to the province of Nord and spent a winter in a remote town. I went to participate in winter hunting with some local hunters. I went straight to the coast of the North Sea. I experienced unimaginable cold and hunted ferocious animals. Beast."

Emily's eyes lit up, she was very excited, "Then have you ever encountered any thrilling things?"

Xiao En smiled slightly, "Actually, there are quite a few." He looked at the curious eyes of the students around him, his heart suddenly moved, and he smiled slightly: "Why don't I tell you a story about my adventure today? , I will test you in a while, guess which ones in this story are true and which ones are artistically processed."

He told some of his experiences in Nord, participating in winter hunting, encountering the hunting team of the Sturts, and witnessing which poachers were torn apart by a terrible monster.

I also followed the team through the northern ice fields, hunted Kappa's giant fur monster in the North Sea, adventured in the temples, and killed ancient gods, and finally returned with full rewards.

Of course, he withdrew a large part of the details to avoid exposing the Old Book and some sensitive information about himself.

But even so, everyone was still mesmerized, as if they were on the scene.

The details in that story are so real, as if it really happened.

"Captain Edward? Fortune? I seem to have heard of this man. That ship set off from Port Royal to explore the North Sea last year."

"Those treasures in that story must be real—Jesus! If only I were there."

"My God, is this true Professor? You really saw the forgotten ancient gods? And killed one with your own hands?"

The students were discussing in a hurry.

Sean smiled slightly, "Of course——no, how could it be true? There are no gods in this world. But I did experience some adventures, such as meeting Captain Edward on the ice sea. He should have returned by now. Bran.

Of course, that bear monster is not a mysterious monster, it is just a giant white bear. The Silts did not encounter a terrifying monster, but internal strife, and the city of the gods, and the forgotten gods, that is our I imagined it when I was trapped on the ice field and witnessed the beautiful aurora.

An old man told me the myths and legends of the Nords, so I added it to my adventure story and became a part of the story.

So this is what I want to say, a real adventure experience, after artistic processing, has become a wonderful legend, but if I haven't been to Nord, I'm afraid I can't think of such an interesting story. "

Everyone was amazed when they heard it, and they deeply understood what kind of process literary creation is.

"Are you going to write this story?" Emily asked suddenly.

Xiao En originally wanted to say that of course he wouldn't do it, but suddenly his heart moved. He is now a member of the Rational Society, so it might be okay to write it out, right?

I have always wanted to write my own work, and above the sky is considered a book, but it is not true after all, and the writing is a bit lacking in sense of substitution.

But this story is something I have personally experienced—no, it’s better not to make it too public.

"Let's talk about it depending on the situation. I have another book to finish right now, why don't I tell you this story..."

(End of this chapter)