Genshin Impact: Liyue's Strongest Thousand Rock Army

The next day, Su Ping's three-day vacation was over and it was time for him to return to the private school.

Before leaving, Li Ying squatted down, touched her son's head, and said softly with a gentle look in her eyes, "It's time to celebrate your birthday this year, right?"

Su Ping looked into his mother's eyes. He could see the haggardness and sorrow hidden deep beneath the gentleness. It was obvious that what happened yesterday had not disappeared as it was going.

"There's no need for that, Mom... I'm not a child anymore, and our family is..." Su Ping still said the same thing.

In fact, Li Ying had thought about holding a birthday party for her son before, because she was a first-time mother and didn’t want the house to be lonely on her son’s birthday.

But at that time, my son, who was only three years old, looked like he was thinking about his family and said that it would be better not to hold a birthday party given the situation at home.

Li Ying was reluctant at first, but the child then pointed out that his parents had failed to do it, so how could he, a child alone, do it? This made the mother completely defeated, and she just let him do what he wanted.

However, Li Ying was obviously more determined than in previous years. She shook her head and smiled, "She is only eight years old. She is still young and can celebrate her birthday. In the eyes of mom and dad, Ping'er is always a child!"

"So, Ping'er, just celebrate your birthday once this year, okay?" She squinted her eyes and smiled, not caring at all. In fact, Su Ping's birthday was also the day she suffered.

As soon as Su Ping said this, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth. The reason why he didn't want to celebrate his birthday was certainly because his family conditions did not allow it.

But more importantly, it was because that day, his mother had one foot in the gates of hell, and after experiencing endless pain, he finally had life.

Su Ping thought that when he had enough money in the future, he would hold a grand birthday party, not to celebrate for himself, but to express his gratitude to his mother.

This approach is superficial, but it is better than saying nothing and doing nothing, although it only expresses one thousandth of his gratitude.

Seeing that her son was silent, Li Ying made the final decision, "It's settled then. This year's August 16th will be much more lively than usual!"

Su Ping nodded blankly. Now that things had come to this, it was useless for him to refuse. He was afraid that his parents would just take care of it themselves.

"Haha, let's celebrate my son's birthday!" Li Ying said with a smile.

Su Ping scratched his head and smiled awkwardly.

The mother and son, one is shorter than her son when squatting, and the other is taller than his mother when standing. If their faces change a little more, they will look like they will be ten years later.

This scene was seen by Su Yue who was standing nearby silently. He had been watching from beginning to end, remembering everything and leaving a deep impression on him.

Li Ying glanced at him at this time, and seeing the silly smile on his face, she felt happy too, and her already cheerful mood became even happier.

The slight sadness in her eyes disappeared visibly. Perhaps changing a person's mood is sometimes so simple. All it takes is a yes from her son and a smile from her husband.

"It's almost time to go to private school." Li Ying stood up, her eyes and brows still as gentle as flowing water.

Su Yue also took his son's hand. The father and son walked a few steps forward, and then turned back together as agreed in advance.

Li Ying smiled and waved her hand. At this moment, a breeze blew by, blowing her hair. The wind did not stop, but continued to blow past, causing the two star spirals on Su Ping's wrists to touch each other lightly, making a ding-dong sound.

Su Yue stretched out his big hand, touched his son's head, and said, "Let's go..."

……

This time, we didn't encounter any killer monsters on the road and arrived at our destination safely.

In Liyue Harbor, in the private school, Su Ping sat in the dormitory. He glanced at the other three people who had not arrived yet, spread his arms, and fell directly on his bed.

But it would have been fine if it hadn't fallen down. This time it felt like a weak lamb left alone in the flock. The next moment, three people came in from outside the door.

They glanced at the child on the bed with a smile, shook their heads and said, "Little brother, you are so lazy!"

Su Ping sat up suddenly.

The three senior students shook their heads again and said, "It's not good to behave like this in front of others. It's not good!"

Su Ping grinned, folded his arms in front of him, half-closed his eyes, and said, "Three fellow students, have you discussed this?"

"Yes and no." Yan Ziyuan said proudly with his hands behind his back.

Zeng Xi laughed and said, "It's just a tacit understanding, just a tacit understanding."

Ran Ziyou said with a smile, "I just happened to meet Brother Zeng and Brother Yan on the road, so we came together. I thought that I should be here, so I blurted it out. This comes from the bottom of my heart!"

Su Ping smiled helplessly, "Is this the law of nature?"

What he meant, of course, was that when four people get together, they often pick one person as the subject of "discussion", and as for who to pick, that depends on the most unlawful rules in the world.

That is, whatever your mood is, that's how it is.

The four of them have their own interpretations of this rule.

It sounds like there is some truth in it, but when it is actually explained, it is simply unbearable to look at.

What you do and how well you do it all depends on your mood. Try your best to accomplish big things, and also try to do small things as well. This is the greatest good in the world.

If this word were to spread to the outside world, who knows how big a storm it would cause, making so many people "heartbroken" and listing them as a disgrace among literati.

"If you say it counts, then it is indeed true. If you say it isn't true, then it is indeed not true." Ran Ziyu shook his head and said something that made people want to roll their eyes.

Su Ping nodded calmly and said with a smile: "Isn't that just following your heart?"

"Not bad, not bad. This is indeed good." Yan Ziyuan also began to shake his head and speak with a strange accent, speaking in a very ups and downs.

Zeng Xi, seeing this, of course chose to join in. Relying on his memory of listening to storytelling every day, he spoke eloquently and every word was precious.

The days in the private school passed quietly one after another with jokes, fun, and classroom learning.

Until one statement broke out, that is, Su Ping's annotations. What was the intention of publishing it at this time? After all, it would not be published sooner or later, but it happened to be published at an important moment when poetry and prose were flourishing.

Is this not an attempt to gain fame and fortune?

But in fact, from Su Ping's perspective on these people, it seemed that his every move would be infinitely magnified, and then how it would harm society.

He really couldn't understand what these people were thinking. Could criticizing others really be beneficial to his own improvement?

However, this doubt only lasted for a moment, because Su Ping remembered the previous events, and perhaps someone was behind it.

As for the reason, Su Ping thought that it was probably because the other party thought he was young and prone to making mistakes, so they kept targeting him. Otherwise, why was he the only one who was repeatedly singled out among so many people?

After thinking this way, Su Ping stopped thinking about it. If the enemy comes, we will fight him; if the water comes, we will block it with earth. Besides, with the Master here, he is not afraid.

Moreover, this wave of public opinion can be used well to make him more famous, and perhaps he can become a well-known person in one fell swoop.

At this time, Su Ping was sitting in the dormitory with a calm expression, as if the things said in the outside world had nothing to do with him.

But he was like this, while the three senior students next to him were completely different.

They lay on the table and pounded it hard. If the table was not strong enough, it would have been scrapped.

They were also laughing at the same time, laughing so hard that they almost couldn't straighten their backs. They quickly rubbed their stomachs with their free hands, otherwise they might have been unable to breathe.

Zeng Xi continued laughing. He squinted his eyes and looked at the newspapers on the table. He said in a trembling voice, "The scholar Su Ping wrote poems and essays to win the heart of a beautiful woman? According to eyewitnesses, this is very likely! Hahaha..."

Su Ping was silent.

Yan Ziyuan also took a breath, somewhat reluctantly, on the verge of bursting out in laughter, and recited: "There was once a man who wrote a poem for Qianyan, using maple leaves to eulogize homesickness. He was born under the tutelage of a saint, and is only eight years old. His knowledge is so profound that it is difficult to measure."

Su Ping touched his nose and coughed lightly.

When Ran Ziyou saw him like this, his eyes flashed, and he suddenly spoke in a storyteller's tone, "Liyue has a son named Su Ping. At the age of seven, he wore a thousand rocks and surpassed most of the literati in the world. He is the new saint!"

Su Ping held his forehead with one hand, his shoulders trembling slightly, and finally he let out a long sigh, seeming very helpless.

The three of them looked at each other, then laughed in unison, "Little brother, oh my, now you're completely famous. It's hard not to know you!"

"Hahaha, who in the world today doesn't know the names of Su Ping and Su Zi'an? My little brother's name is truly known to everyone, and hearing about it is like the warm sun in winter or the cool breeze in summer!"

"Su Zi'an is a man of great ability, talent, kindness and knowledge. Having such a fellow student in my life is like hearing the truth in the morning and dying in the evening!"

Su Ping's eyelids jumped, and he put his fingers under the table, picking up a lot of sawdust. The corners of his mouth gradually raised, and it was obvious that he couldn't help laughing.

However, thanks to his great endurance and willpower, he still didn't burst out laughing, and now it was time for him to speak.

Su Ping flipped through the newspaper on the table. It contained reports about the three senior students. The content was just as explosive as the previous ones.

Taking a deep breath, he recited slowly, "Zeng, Yan, and Ran, the friendship between us is as deep as the sea, lasting forever, transcending all worldly emotions..."

Before he finished speaking, the three fellow students burst into laughter, as if this was some huge joke, but in fact, they laughed because they thought what he said was very right.

Su Ping rolled his eyes.

They were originally playing a game, a challenge proposed by Yan Ziyuan to hold back laughter, but these three senior students seemed to have a low sense of humor... and they laughed non-stop.