i have a sword fairy

He nodded slightly.

It seems that Brother Wu has grown up again in the struggles again and again, and just now he didn't directly stand up like before, but first pointed out the yin and yang, pointing fingers and scolding Huai.

Then he got a promise from Sima Duyi and took over the right to speak.

In the end, just as it is now, standing in the audience, taking advantage of Sima Duyi, a detached reading seed, and Zhao Rong, the teaching assistant of the book art class who could suppress him before, face the toughness.

To disgrace him.

If you know how to take advantage of the situation, you will have two brushes.

There was some admiration in Zhao Rong's eyes.

Wu Peiliang in the audience felt a little angry when he saw someone's calm appearance.

Hey, hey, what the hell is that look of admiring me?

Can you be more serious in this kind of situation where you want to make a certain party unable to step down?

Wu Peiliang snorted coldly.

"Mr. Zhao is ignorant and doesn't know the identity of Senior Brother Sima?"

Zhao Rong thought for a while, "Study seeds? Is there any more, maybe this brother is the designated next mountain chief."

Wu Peiliang opened his mouth, but he still didn't go to flatter him.

"The old man Shanzhang is fine, why should he decide on his successor so early, don't talk nonsense."

He squinted at Zhao Rong and said, "Then Mr. Zhao made a mistake because of his insanity, your own identity."

When Zhao Rong heard this, his face showed a thoughtful look, and he thought about it.

"No, I'm now the teaching assistant of the book art class of the willful class..."

He muttered, looking around the lobby, his eyes swept over everyone's faces one by one, and finally returned to Wu Peiliang's serious face.

"No, it's clear."

Zhao Rong shook his head, a little bored.

"So Brother Wu, what exactly do you want to say, don't be a joke, if it's still an irrelevant question, then don't talk about it, go back to your little bench and sit down, I have to go to class.

Also, that senior brother Sima Duyi, don’t stand there anymore, go out quickly, you can stand outside as you like, but in the classroom of this Mochi Academy, it doesn’t matter if you are a reading seed or what kind of seed, magnetic seed will not work ...

Cough, I mean, even if the head of the academy is here, it won't work, let alone you seeds?In class, Mr. Max. "

Zhao Rong spoke clearly and slowly.

Under the stage, everyone looked at each other.

Li Xueyou stared blankly at the "Mr. Zhao" with a calm expression and a slow speech on the stage.

In her impression of these days, this man never seemed to be in a hurry.

Even in the face of any kind of provocation and nonsense in class, such as now, he still has this elegant and plain appearance.

Somewhat like Teacher Qi and her father.

Li Xueyou remembered that she had asked them curiously before.

Why is it so calm when encountering troubles and dangers? Is it a fake?

Teacher Qi said, no matter whether you are pretending or not, even if you are slaughtered on the chessboard, you still have to raise your head and smile and praise your opponent for doing a good job, and you are not allowed to cry, there is no reason.

And her father said with a smile, don't you think it's interesting to encounter these troubles, the more trouble the better, the old man is afraid that it will not be enough trouble and not enough fun.

However, Li Xueyou knew that when facing someone in the family who liked to wear purple clothes, his father would take those words back...

In the past, Li Xueyou actually had the same thoughts as those students, thinking that this new student was perfunctory by taking them out to play after taking Mr. Zhu's place in the class.

But after receiving the corrected book art homework, I gradually no longer feel this way.

Although Zhao Rong's long-winded comments were sometimes harsh and fierce, Li Xueyou read them seriously.

At the beginning, he wrote the words carefully, but he picked them out one by one, criticized them one by one, and even left no room for them, whipping the words to pieces, even her temper was very angry.

Thinking of never handing him a blanket next time.

However, when she held back her grievances and honestly followed his advice and instructions, she felt that she had seen a different world.

Words can still be written like that.

Also, Mr. Zhao is so meticulous... He even took care of these details.

And sometimes, Li Xueyou saw someone's elegant handwriting on the homework handed out after correction, followed by thousands of words of comments written like dragons and snakes.

They all blushed a little, wondering if they were treated specially by him.

These correction suggestions are much more written than the homework she handed in, and they are all written in small letters one stroke at a time, not cursive script that is difficult to read with one stroke.

As a result, the little girl ran to take a look at the homework of her friend Xiao Hongyu, and found that everyone was the same.

There were even more comments on Xiao Hongyu's homework, but my friends didn't seem to read them carefully, just glanced at the homework scores and good and bad comments, and then sighed and threw them aside...

Li Xueyou blushed even more, and spat lightly.

So later, she believed that Mr. Zhao, who was a little subtle, was really serious about teaching them.

So Li Xueyou also studied seriously, whether it was homework in class or after class.

Gradually, in his homework, his vermilion pen and red words gradually became less and less, and he even praised her a few words in the last homework.

Therefore, Li Xueyou put in more effort to write the thousand words for 'Yong' last night.

Then there was the sore right wrist this morning, which was rubbed red, and was misunderstood by the only brother, who almost got into a fight and caused trouble for Mr. Zhao.

But now this situation...

In the whimsical school.

Zhao Rong's flat voice of "it doesn't matter what kind of seed you are" and "Mr. is the biggest" echoed.

Li Xueyou suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly looked at Sima Duo...

Chapter 287 Actually... I'm also very busy on holidays

Li Xueyou was a little surprised that Sima Duyi didn't seem to be angry.

Although he still had a cold face, according to her understanding, Sima Duyi just had a habitual expression of repelling others thousands of miles away.

He is like this now, his eyelids are loosely drawn and he turns his head to look at Zhao Rong. It doesn't look like Li Xueyou was angry in his impression.

Like when she just came in, she was a little angry when she misunderstood her appearance when she was being bullied.

However, I can't tell...

Li Xueyou carefully glanced at Sima Duyi's side face again, only to see that he still looked like he hadn't woken up.

Like her, most of the students in the candid hall were also looking at her.

Because Zhao Rong, who was on the podium just now, called Sima Duyi out without hesitation, which was so embarrassing.

This is one of the few reading seeds in Linlu Academy.

Many willful students clicked their tongues secretly.

Contrary to Li Xueyou's understanding, Wu Peiliang saw Sima's unique expression, coupled with his silent attitude.

It seems to understand something.

This headstrong student with a somewhat feminine appearance was secretly happy.

He turned to look at Zhao Rong and shook his head.

"Class? Where is the class time now? It's just your private wishful thinking."

Wu Peiliang chuckled lightly.

"Mr. Zhao Da himself is a half-assed person, and he was going to be tutored by Senior Yu, but it turned out to be good now. He didn't want to see the slightest benefit from others, and he wanted to make up for Senior Yu and us, using his power for personal gain."

He paused and waved his sleeves.

Wu Peiliang snorted softly and looked around at all the students in the willful hall.

"The academy only has a holiday every ten days. All the students have important things to do. It's fine if you mess around in class on weekdays. It's like taking us around before, but it's hard to have a rest day, but you still have to Being a demon... hey."

He shook his head disappointedly.

Zhao Rong saw that Wu Peiliang was building momentum again, coercing all the willful students, as if they were divided into classes, and stood on the opposite side of him, the teaching assistant.

He frowned and looked at Wu Peiliang a few more times.

Can't help but say:

"Oh, any more?"

Wu Peiliang's smile stiffened slightly, and his right eyelid couldn't help jumping.

What the hell do you want?

My son has talked so much, why are you still scolding me?

I don't know why, when Wu Peiliang saw the indifferent expression on the face of the person on the stage, coupled with the current tone of flattery, it seemed to be saying, "Brother Wu is here"?

He was very angry.

Wu Peiliang took a deep breath and held back, because based on the experience of fighting these days, he knew that no matter who is right or wrong, whoever gets angry loses.

The most important thing is to break the opponent's defense and let him jump.

At this moment, Wu Peiliang smiled brightly, and nodded, "Mr. Zhao wants to have it, even if I don't have that little student, I must have it. To satisfy your strange request."

He stared at Zhao Rong, and said word by word:

"I've never seen such a brazen person, Zhao Ziyu, do you think everyone is as idle as you? They waste time here with you when they don't do important things on holidays?

Let's not talk about us first, let's talk about Senior Brother Sima, he is the face of our academy, he is very busy with his time, and he usually has to deal with many important things in the academy that you can't imagine, now he finally took some time to find Brother Xue, It turned out to be a good thing, you are still playing around with your prestige, and you justifiably asked your senior brother to wait outside, can you bear the delay of senior brother Sima? "

Sima Duo glanced at Wu Peiliang, but said nothing.

Being praised and stepped on, Zhao Rong blinked.

He looked behind Wu Peiliang, there were many students who agreed with him.

Zhao Rong nodded slightly, and thought for a while, "I just want to say two points. After listening, please sit back, Mr. Wu. You are in class now. Why are you still as naughty as a child?"

Yu Luo, without waiting for Wu Peiliang to change his face, he said in a serious tone:

"First, I have already planned the remedial lessons, so that Brother Yu will not make up the remedial lessons and deliberately anger you. Moreover, according to her temperament, I can't avoid Leyi remedial lessons."

"Second, actually... I'm also very busy on holidays, so it's not as easy as everyone else. So for the mid-month exam, let's be considerate to each other..."

Wu Peiliang interrupted: "What are you busy with, tell me?"

Zhao Rong sighed, bowed his head and straightened his sleeves, as if he was planning some words.

Wu Peiliang, Sima Duyi, Yu Huaijin and a group of other students were all waiting for him to tell the embarrassing and busy matter.

At a certain moment, Zhao Rong looked up at everyone and said sincerely:

"My wife is coming to check... No, she's coming to visit me, isn't this busy enough?"

Wu Peiliang: "..."

Everyone in the hall: "..."

The air suddenly quieted down.

All eyes fell on the podium, that young Confucian scholar with a troubled expression.

The corners of most students' mouths couldn't help twitching.

Look, is this a human language?

However, there were also a few experienced students who looked at Zhao Rong with a look of intimacy and emotion, and the previous unhappiness had long since disappeared.

They understood Mr. Zhao's busyness very well.

From this point of view, Mr. Zhao is actually not easy, and we should be considerate of each other.

These students feel the same way...

"Ahem." Zhao Rong was a little embarrassed to be stared at by so many eyes.

He turned his head and glanced at the scenery outside the door.