i have a sword fairy

Many people looked at each other in blank dismay, and immediately cast their eyes on Yu Huaijin involuntarily, with some incomprehensible meaning.

Usually this kind of thing that sounds a little inappropriate should be the first one to stand up and oppose it with righteous words, and then they followed up one after another, but this time...

After a while, the other seniors did not wait for the expected Yu Huaijin to take the lead and stand up,

The pavilion was still silent, and Zhu Yourong's smiling gaze was on them.

Yu Huaijin raised her hands and kept her eyes closed, like a stone statue of a goddess standing on a cliff.

The seniors gradually looked away, except for Han Wenfu, because he was more concerned about whether Yu Huaijin ate the vermilion fruit than this guy named Zhao Ziyu who suddenly became a teaching assistant.

Han Wenfu was secretly anxious, and began to wish that Yu Huaijin hated him very much, and then he could throw away the vermilion fruit halfway... must not eat it!

Zhu Yourong saw that several seniors including Gu Yiwu did not answer her words, neither agreed nor opposed.

Zhu Yourong nodded slightly.

"Since there is no objection, then it's settled. From today on, Tzuyu will be the teaching assistant of the calligraphy class. He will be in charge of two studies. The seniors assigned to the school should try their best to assist him in teaching. In class, when you see Tzuyu, It's like meeting me, sir."

The woman in the Confucian shirt spoke seriously, and immediately turned her head and smiled at Zhao Rong: "Ziyu, you have worked hard."

Zhao Rong shook his head with a calm expression.

Gu Yiwu and the others couldn't help but look sideways at the young student. He folded his sleeves, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, looking neither happy nor angry. Like Yu Huaijin, he stood beside Zhu Yourong. For some reason, many people in the pavilion Suddenly, there was a strange feeling that apart from the mismatch between Zhao Rong's slender body and Yu Huaijin's short stature, the two seemed to match surprisingly well in other respects.

Could it be the second Yu Huaijin... But when they met in the early morning, they didn't look alike, but he dared to touch Yu Huaijin's beard and tease her, this person is definitely not a simple person.

Gu Yiwu's expression remained the same, and he said in his heart.

At this moment, Zhu Yourong raised her hand, tapped her white forehead with her index finger, thought for a while, and smiled, "Why don't you hand over the Zhixingtang and Xiudaotang to Ziyu."

Zhao Rong raised his brows slightly when he heard this. These are the two best schools among the six schools. As long as the seniors cooperate, it should be very convenient to take them there.

Yu Huaijin pursed her lips and lowered her eyes in silence.

Han Wenfu's eyelids twitched, and he squinted at Zhao Rong, and the scene of Zhao Rong passing cucumbers to Yu Huaijin just now flashed in his mind, and the latter took the picture, and then it was the one that made him angry Zhu Guo was also picked up by her, and Han Wenfu felt that it was like... taking care of him to save face!

Zhu Yourong said solemnly: "I believe Ziyu can lead well. Xuanji, Han Wenfu, what do you think, and Ziyu, how about you?"

Zhao Rong said softly, "Mr. Zhu, you can make arrangements for me."

Yu Huaijin, who was like a stone statue, finally moved. She tilted her head slightly and glanced at Zhao Rong. After a while, she nodded slightly.

When Zhu Yourong saw this, the corners of her lips curled up, but at this moment!

"Sir, how about...let's change it to another one," Han Wenfu said suddenly.

He turned his head, looked at Zhao Rong with a bright smile, and said sincerely:

"My monastery hall is full of naughty students, and I feel very helpless. They don't listen to my discipline. Only when I am in class, under the eyes of the gentlemen of the academy, do I live quietly and behave better. The same is true for the art class, so I am afraid that brother Zhao will be angry with those guys and affect the teaching, so Mr. Zhu should change it, brother Zhao, I am really sorry."

Han Wenfu smiled apologetically at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong raised his eyes, glanced at him, then nodded with the same smile, "It's okay."

Everyone's eyes turned around the two of them.

Gu Yiwu curled his lips slightly, you are a student of the monastery hall who is being subdued by you, who are you fooling... However, Brother Yu didn't refuse this thing that sounds unreliable, she didn't always pay attention to the results of the mid-month exam ?Don't you want to argue?

How is it possible... Gu Yiwu shook his head imperceptibly, and then couldn't help but look at the old-fashioned woman who had been taciturn since she came here.

"Is that so?" Zhu Yourong looked at Han Wenfu, who smiled helplessly and sincerely.

She nodded slowly.

"Then change to another one. After deciding on it first, count it as one, and let me see the rest..."

Zhu Yourong looked around at the other four seniors in the pavilion.

Among the latter, many people quickly turned their eyes away, or lowered their heads to stare at the ground, avoiding her sight.

Zhu Yourong thought for a while, "Guangyetang?"

The corner of Li Wenyuan's mouth twitched, he quickly waved his hands, and then explained to Zhu Yourong and Zhao Rong apologetically, roughly similar to Han Wenfu's excuse just now.

Zhu Yourong frowned slightly, "Chengxintang?"

A senior who was staring at his toes, as if he was about to see a flower, his shoulders trembled, he coughed a few times, he also sighed and refused, and wanted to explain something, but Zhu Yourong shook his head at him, "It's nothing. "

Then, she looked away and looked at the next senior from Chongzhitang.

Seeing that the others refused, Han Wen looked sideways at Zhao Rong.

Gu Yiwu suddenly said: "Sir, why don't you just stay at the Justice Hall."

Everyone around was stunned, anyone else came forward?

Zhao Rong, who had been waiting boredly, also had no idea, looked up at Gu Yiwu, and blinked.

Zhu Yourong was also slightly stunned, she let go of the senior of Chongzhitang who had already shaken her head and refused to explain, and smiled at Gu Yiwu: "Justice Hall? Hmm. That's very good."

The other seniors couldn't help but look sideways at Gu Yiwu, a bit like... they were looking at a fool.

Gu Yiwu raised his hand and touched the back of his head, met their eyes, grinned, and said nothing.

With her hands behind her back, Zhu Yourong smiled at Gu Yiwu and nodded slightly, quite satisfied.

"Then it's so confirmed. There is one classroom for willfulness and one for justice. From today until the end of the mid-month exam, the second class will be taught by assistant teacher Ziyu, and the remaining four classes will still be taught by me, sir. Well, it must be this time. It's more abundant." She blinked, with a smile on her lips, "It's just, please trouble Ziyu."

Zhao Rong clasped his fists and said sincerely: "Mr. Zhu is being polite. I will share my worries and serve you students. I am obliged to do so!"

Yu Huaijin couldn't help turning her head, looking at the two singing, she was quite speechless.

Why are you so in harmony?

The other people in the pavilion didn't know it, so they thought it was true, and their gazes at Zhao Rong also changed, with a little admiration.

Afterwards, Zhu Yourong chatted with Zhao Rong and the seniors about the specific arrangements.

After a while, after the end, everyone in the pavilion was about to disperse.

Seeing that nothing happened, Zhao Rong raised his foot and wanted to leave.

At this time, Zhu Yourong looked around inside and outside the pavilion, but she didn't see any wild girl, she frowned slightly, faced outside the pavilion, and yelled softly, "Wild girl, why don't you come out yet?"

The people who were about to leave stopped suddenly and looked around curiously.

Inside and outside the waiting pavilion, there was a moment of silence. Suddenly, I saw a girl in blue walking out of a dense flower bush on the right side of the pavilion.

However, in everyone's eyes at this time, this savage aunt in the past is a little different.

Holding a cup of hot tea in both hands, Jing Zi walked into the pavilion with her head drooping and her shoulders drooping.

When Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and others looked astonished.

She walked straight towards somewhere, and everyone quickly turned sideways to make way.

Jing Zi walked past them with her head down, as if ignoring these guys, but her ears were still red, holding tea in both hands, she came to Zhao Rong, looked up at him, then quickly lowered her eyes, seeing Zhu Yourong's serious eyes In the middle, he handed tea with respectful hands.

Jing Zi whispered: "Zhao... Mr. Zhao, please use tea. It was Jing Zi who made the mistake before. Jing Zi apologizes. I hope... I hope you will forgive Jing Zi, and don't take it to heart."

The air in the pavilion fell silent for a moment.

Gu Yiwu, Han Wenfu and others looked carefully at the girl in blue who was apologizing softly. Is this really the one who opened the door for them angrily in the morning?

Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Yourong helplessly, shook his head slightly, and gestured with his eyes.

It's just that Zhu Yourong also shook his head, pursed his lips and remained silent, his gaze stayed on the cup of tea.

Zhao Rong was slightly stunned, and his gaze stayed on the cup of tea in front of him for a moment.

It's a cup of orchid tea, but this teacup...is made of rosewood again.

Zhao Rong understood it instantly, and immediately stopped hesitating to refuse, stretched out his hands, took the teacup directly, raised his head and drank it down, then put down the teacup, took a long breath, and the next second, his eyes lit up.

The fourth cup of Zhengguan well water!

In the sight of the surrounding seniors, Jing Zi carefully took the empty teacup, then looked up at Zhao Rong eagerly.

Zhao Rong regained his composure from the inner vision, lowered his head to see this scene, shook his head and laughed.

"It's all over, I've forgotten it a long time ago, so don't take it to heart."

Jingzi breathed a sigh of relief, looked at Zhao Rong with complicated eyes, and nodded her head vigorously.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but look at Zhu Yourong.

The woman in the Confucian shirt has a peaceful face, but it seems that there is something outside that attracts her. She didn't look at Zhao Rong who was looking at her, she looked away, and looked outside. Some brilliant red rouge.

Yu Huaijin, who had been silently watching her husband and guarding against Zhao Rong, her brows and eyes were slightly condensed, and a little puzzled appeared. She moved her eyes back and forth, carefully looking at the teacher and the student.

What kind of tacit understanding is this?

The old-fashioned woman frowned for a long time.

……

Soon, after Jingzi served tea and apologized to Zhao Rong, the people who came today left Yilanxuan one after another.

Just as the group of people walked out of the courtyard, they began to scatter in all directions. Gu Yiwu suddenly turned around and approached Zhao Rong, clasping his fists and saluting, "Brother Zhao will have to work hard from now on."

Zhao Rong stopped to return the salute, and waved his hands, "It's nothing, I'm the one to thank Brother Gu."

The two smiled at each other.

At this time, Yu Huaijin who was not far away stopped walking, she stood still for a while, then turned around and walked over, after saluting, she looked at Zhao Rong and said with a straight face: "I will trouble Brother Zhao from now on. "

Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head, "Wait, what did you call me?"

Yu Huaijin frowned, "Brother Zhao?"

"No, cough."

"Zi...Brother Yu?"

"No."

Yu Huaijin thought for a while, "Zhao Rong?"

When Zhao Rong heard this, he also turned his face hard. Then, he put one hand behind his back, and put the other fist in front of his abdomen. He slightly raised his head. At a certain moment, he glanced at the old-fashioned woman beside him, with a deadpan expression and a very serious face. .

Yu Huaijin: "..."

Gu Yiwu: "..."

Yu Huaijin understood, she took a deep breath, and then took another deep breath, and immediately bowed to salute, saying word by word: "Then... thank you for your hard work, Mr. Zhao!"

"Xuanji, Xuanji, how many times have I said it, don't be too polite." 'Mr. Zhao' complexion changed, he stretched out his hand to help, smiled and shook his head and sighed, "This child, really."

Yu Huaijin: "???"

Gu Yiwu, who witnessed this scene of harmonious teacher-student relationship, couldn't help laughing, and looked at a certain old-fashioned woman with strange eyes.

Chapter 265 Mr. Zhao, please respect yourself!

In the middle of the night, Dongli Xiaozhu.

The lights in the north house were still on.

Inside the house, behind the landscape painting screen, white mist lingers, the outline of a bathtub is vague, and there is a figure.

Zhao Rong's hair was wet, his hands rested on the edge of the bucket, his head was tilted back, a white towel was neatly folded and applied to his forehead, covering half of his face.

In the hazy white smoke, the arc of his mouth was full of ease.

At a certain moment, some faint bells came from outside the house.

clang--

wow-

Zhao Rong shuddered, his upper body leaned forward violently, the sound of water splashed, the white towel fell, and was subconsciously caught by a hand.

He turned his head to look left and right, and then rubbed the space between his eyebrows with the other hand.

"Why did I almost fall asleep again... It's the same when I hit the pulse just now."

Zhao Rong muttered something, his brows furrowed, but they relaxed again in the next second.

Just at night, he took advantage of the momentum of drinking the fourth cup of Zhengguan well water during the day, and in one go, he rushed to the fifth of the eight extraordinary meridians in his body, and the pulse was in his body. After the pulse was successful, he was slightly tired, so he took a bath , but almost fell asleep again unexpectedly.

I feel a little drowsy, what's going on... Zhao Rong is already a martial artist who is about to skyrocket, and now he has a tendency to transform into a strong physique of a different kind of monster. In the past, it was common to stay up for half a day. As long as you meditate on time every day, let alone now.

Maybe it's because there's been a lot of things recently, and I've consumed a lot of energy?

Zhao Rong shook his head, got up from the bathtub, the red snake in the meridians... no, it should be called a 'Fire Dragon', the Fire Dragon turned sharply, and traveled thousands of miles in an instant.