Be a paranoid boss in Tianwen

Chapter 177 Zhu Yu Wushuang (18)

All the way to Zangshu Pavilion, Zhu Yu was still in a daze.

She became more and more suspicious that she was dreaming, but some scenes that she didn't even dare to have in dreams happened in reality.

"This is your name, Zhu Yu."

Borrowing a pen and paper from the master in Zangshuge, Nan Xing taught her how to write her own name.

Looking at the two black characters, Zhu Yu came back to her senses. Even though she didn't know calligraphy, she could still feel the words on the paper, and the writing was very good.

"Zhu Yu—"

Read it softly, staring blankly, is this her name?
For some reason, the two words and name that are obviously very common, once written by her young master, are like the most precious treasure in the world. She has even begun to envy the piece of rice paper written by him, which is held in his hand. The Zihao in his hand, he recited between his lips——

her name.

"My lord, what's your name?"

She wants to know his name.

"mine?"

With a chuckle, Nan Xing raised his hand to hold her hand, the tip of the pen wandered, and his name appeared vividly on the paper:

"My name is Nan Xing."

Looking at those two words, Zhu Yu blushed and read in a low voice:

"Young master's name is really beautiful."

In the past, I only thought his name was nice.

Now, I think his name is also pretty.

Her son, her—

Mrs.

So, throughout the lunch break, Zhu Yu kept writing these two words until they memorized them deep in his soul.

In the afternoon is bow and arrow practice, in preparation for the hunting festival a few days later.

For bow and arrow practice, most students have their own exclusive bow, if not, the academy will provide it.

"Don't you have a bow?"

Because of the different division of venues for women and men, Zhu Yu was forced to separate from Nan Xing and be with other girls.

Looking at the longbow that Miao Siyun handed over, thinking of her feelings for the young master, she subconsciously wanted to refuse.

"This is the last bow in the academy. Could it be that you are still worried that I will tamper with the bow?"

Seeing that she didn't answer, Miao Siyun raised her eyebrows slightly provocatively.

Looking at her sneering face, Zhu Yu got a little angry.

Knowing that the young master is her husband-in-law, yet he provokes her again and again, pretending that she doesn't exist?
Soon, she was surprised by her own reaction again.

She is angry, angry?
What happened?
It felt like she had changed since she left Huizhou. It was hard to describe that feeling, but it reminded her of the swallow that was released from the cage last year.

That day, she stared at the sky for a long time, not even knowing when the swallow disappeared from her vision.

At that time, I only felt envious, but I didn't know the reason.

Now, if I recall carefully, what is envy is clearly yearning.

In the past, because of her mother's teachings, she didn't understand why so many girls disobeyed their parents' wishes, put their feet up, read books, and were judges. They were obviously women, and they should be husbands and teachers.

At this moment, looking at Miao Siyun, she suddenly understood, although she was still ignorant.

Raise your hands, palms over your heart.

thump.

plop~
The heart is beating vigorously.

She is still alive.

"Hey, Siyun kindly brought the bow and arrow for you, what are you putting on airs?"

Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, some people gathered around and reprimanded her.

Hearing the sound, Zhu Yu came back to his senses, and his originally dark eyes also brightened a little at this moment.

Frowning, Miao Siyun's eyes flickered complicatedly:
"Do you want it or not? I'll return it to the master!"

"Thank you!"

Zhu Yu hurriedly and timidly took it, and thanked in a low voice.

Glancing at her, Miao Siyun took her longbow and left.

Zhu Yu also found a target to practice on.

She has never touched a bow and arrow, and has not done strength training, so it is very difficult to draw the bow and arrow. The bow in her hand is heavy, and the string is also heavy. She tried all her strength to barely bend the string.

But that little strength was negligible, the arrow was only shot a few steps away when the string was loosened, which caused many people to laugh at it, and she was also very ashamed and annoyed.

I was humiliated in the morning, and embarrassed again in the afternoon.

No matter how soft-tempered she was, her chest became tight with anger.

"What's the matter with you, you're limp, you can't even shoot through a piece of tofu!"

The master who teaches archery has a hot temper, so he doesn't care if you are a man or a woman, as long as you don't meet his requirements, you will definitely be scolded bloody, and you can't wait to dig a hole into the ground:

"Isn't this just a bow, how heavy can it be? Is it because I didn't eat enough at noon, or is it Lin Daiyu?"

Zhu Yu was ashamed and angry at being scolded, clutching the bow nervously, lowering her head, and kept apologizing:
"I'm sorry Master, I'm sorry Master..."

"Why are you apologizing to me, why are you sorry to me, do you have to kneel down and apologize to the ants you trampled to death every time you take a step?"

The master reprimanded him mercilessly with a black face, and he was furious, making everyone around him trembling, pulling bows and arrows with all their might, for fear of offending him.

"I—I was wrong, I'm sorry Master!"

Zhu Yu was so frightened that she lost the ability to think, and could only desperately admit her mistake and apologize.

She kept bending over to say sorry, she was just a soft bun, and the wife was almost collapsed by her.

What he is most afraid of is this kind of characterless and cowardly student, no matter why the master is right or wrong, no matter why the master is angry, he will say sorry for no reason.

This kind of student is the worst, and also the most troublesome for him.

Snapped!
Just when the master was depressed, a slap made everyone quiet.

Zhu Yu was also stunned.

There were bright red slap marks on her cheeks, and Miao Siyun with a look of disdain and jealousy in front of her eyes.

"Miao Siyun, you dare to hit your classmate in front of my master, do you still think I am your master?"

The master who reacted angrily questioned.

Although he didn't like Zhu Yu, a new student, he would never allow bullying among his students, especially in front of him.

"Master, is it necessary for a person like her to stay in the academy?"

Taking out the embroidered handkerchief and wiping her palms, Miao Siyun disagreed:

"Evidently accompanied by someone as outstanding as Brother Nan Xing, but he doesn't know how to make progress, and will only shy away from everything that happens like a turtle."

After all, she took a step forward and approached Zhu Yu with cold eyes. The latter was so frightened that he wanted to back away, but she suddenly grabbed his wrist and was forced to bear the overwhelming sense of oppression on her body:

"How can someone like you be worthy of Senior Brother Nan Xing?"

Before Zhu Yu came, she thought about giving up, but when she saw her, she was extremely unwilling.

You want the surface without the surface, and the inside without the inside.

Where is she worse than her?
In the distance, the boys' archery field separated by the fence also noticed the movement on the other side. Seeing that Zhu Yu was being bullied again, Liu Sheng dragged Nan Xing to go there to complain for Zhu Yu:

"Third brother, let's go, we will never—hey, third brother, why don't you move?"

However, it didn't move.

Looking back, I found that the other party's expression was indifferent, and he didn't care.

"Third brother, what's wrong with you, my sister-in-law has been bullied!"

Liu Sheng was puzzled.

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