i have a sword fairy

In the center of the village, the boxy, rigorous Wumen School is still located.

It's just that Zhao Rong hurried to the school and stood on tiptoe in front of the only small window.

There was no sign of Yu Huaijin.

However, the classes in this school are still going on.

A tall and thin old master, twenty well-behaved and serious children.

Just when Zhao Rong was slightly puzzled.

Everything in Wumen Academy was still again, and these people seemed to be turned into statues.

Zhao Rong turned his head vigilantly, looked at the villagers, and found that it was the same.

It was the same as last night.

then.

Another drip of ink.

One drop, two drops, three drops.

At first, these drops of ink began to drip, like sweat, on statuesque people.

Afterwards, Zhao Rong felt ink dripping all over the world.

Like a sudden rain.

Intensified.

The dream melted, and he stepped on the ground...

Only this time, Zhao Rong was mentally prepared.

Very sober and calm, I experienced the sense of detachment from falling into the endless darkness.

The east fence is a small building, and the bed in the north room has collapsed.

Zhao Rong stood up calmly.

He rubbed his face and whispered softly:

"What are you running for...you run away as soon as I come. Doesn't that prove that you saw me too? We both have the same dream..."

"Could it be that some of the things in this dream are your secrets that are inconvenient to reveal?"

Zhao Rong glanced at the night outside the window, thoughtful.

"Peach Blossom Spring, well, it should be summed up like this... It's easy to understand, who doesn't have a Peach Blossom Spring in their hearts."

He chuckled to himself.

"It's just, who is that tall and thin old master... and that school without a door..."

Zhao Rong exhaled lightly, got up and got out of bed.

The night is not yet deep, the time is still early.

He put this matter aside and continued to study and practice...

in the next few days.

Zhao Rong still tried to enter the dream of landscape painting.

However, if it wasn't for him being the only one in the dream, what he dreamed of was a scene he was familiar with.

If it wasn't for the Peach Blossom Spring and Wumen School, it was Yu Huaijin's dream, but just as Zhao Rong was about to approach, she disappeared again as soon as she appeared in front of the school window.

Then the dream turned into a heavy rain, dripping silently.

After Zhao Rong tried a few times, the novelty of the dream was gone, and Yu Huaijin kept playing boring hide-and-seek with him again.

He stopped trying it for the time being, thinking of taking a break for a few days and exploring another way another day.

Then, Zhao Rong resumed the same life as in the previous night.

Reading, practicing, correcting homework.

The mid-month exam is approaching, and he has been a little busy recently.

However, it is not the busyness of being a willful student.

Rather, as Mr. Zhao in the calligraphy class of the two schools.

Well, in the words of the previous life, it is... you trinkets really make my heart break, sir.

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In the early morning, the Mochi Academy was shrouded in a hazy mist.

On the cold corridor, pedestrians gradually increased.

Students from six classes came to class one after another.

The academy is also bustling.

Recently, there was an interesting incident in the Mochi Academy, which was circulated privately.

In fact, there were gossips circulating among the students before, but now almost all the students know about it.

Even the kind of students who don't hear what's going on outside the window can probably get it from the continuous words of chatting with their classmates.

With the help of those frequently mentioned words, it roughly outlines this interesting incident that everyone treats as a joke.

A new student named Zhao Ziyu, um, is a special student who joined the willful hall halfway.

Maybe because of her good handwriting or something, she met Mr. Zhu and was appointed as an assistant teacher of calligraphy by her.

Specially come to the book art class of the candid hall and the righteous hall.

And it is different from the teaching assistant who only occasionally attends classes for the teacher in the impression of Mochi students.

This student named Zhao Ziyu is fully responsible for the calligraphy classes of the two schools.

This made everyone quite surprised.

And not long after, gossip about this joking newly appointed 'Mr. Zhao' was circulated privately in the academy.

What class is never brought in a fixed school, but with two students wandering outside together, the euphemistic name is Guanjing Wuzi.

After being strongly opposed by the students in the classroom, he probably felt guilty, so he returned to the school to teach.

It's just that he never brought any books with him when he was giving lectures, and he didn't even need the books written by Mr. Zhu, so he took them empty-handed.

There are more homework assigned than the other six arts teachers don't know.

What else does not spare the students even on holidays, staying to make up lessons.

Wait, wait, and so on.

When the students from other schools learned about it, they laughed and joked secretly, but they couldn't help feeling sorry for their colleagues from these two schools.

This is some kind of fairy character.

I heard that almost all the students in the Willful Hall and the Justice Hall were tormented enough, well, not all of them actually, it was rumored that the Justice Hall seemed to listen to the words of the tossing 'Mr. Zhao'.

The Mochi students watching the excitement actually understood it quite well.

What if the Justice Hall is disobedient.

As the dark horse among the last six classes, No.3 in the last mid-month exam.

This time in the mid-month exam, they must be thinking about surpassing the previous two schools.

Such a cheap gentleman at the stall can only be regarded as a living horse doctor.

Besides, isn't there still the willful hall who is the first in the six halls to suffer?

The students of Justice Hall probably felt more balanced.

However, Chi Xing Tang looks different from them.

He didn't completely succumb to the despotic power of this 'Mr. Zhao'.

Don't even think about it.

As the No. [-] school in the six halls, most of the students in the hall are proud and arrogant. How could they easily convince a special student who just came to the whimsical hall not long ago and came in through the back door.

If this guy named Zhao Ziyu is good at calligraphy, then that's fine.

The point is that from now on, it seems that the inexplicable things in the class can only be tolerated by the students of the Justice Hall under the leadership of the somewhat naive Senior Gu.

Maybe I still have fun in the bitterness and foolishly attend class seriously.

So most of the comments and words about Zhao Ziyu came from the candid hall.

However, what surprised the students of the other four classes was that the willful class that had suffered from "Zhao Ziyu" for a long time had not yet "rebelled".

But if you think about it carefully, even if you raise the flag now, it seems useless.

Mr. Zhu seems to be letting this Zhao Ziyu go, and in the Mochi Academy, several people in charge, including Jijiu...

Well, how to say.

Among them, the woman who likes to be in charge the most left the academy and went down the mountain, but has not returned yet.

So this is called nothing?

The students in the other four halls thought jokingly, watching the excitement of the Willful Hall and the Justice Hall.

Another thought of this mid-month exam.

Many people became active.

From this point of view, the monastery seems to be the biggest beneficiary.

The willful hall who was at the top of them, and the righteous hall who had been chasing after them, were being tossed by that Zhao Ziyu.

Moreover, I heard that when Mr. Zhu allocated a school for this new teaching assistant, he initially chose the monastery hall.

It was only later that the senior Han Wenfu resolutely rejected it.

Looking at it now, he was indeed extremely foresighted, and instead of falling into this big pit, he used it to jump up.

In contrast, Gu Yiwu, the senior of Justice Hall.

I don't know how he and the students of Justice Hall feel now?

The Mochi students watching the excitement laughed secretly.

At this time, the sun rose, which dispelled a lot of the mist in the Mochi Academy.

outside the academy.

Zhao Rong, Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying, the three of them walked into the long corridor together and walked towards the willful hall.

Zhao Rong looked around.

It is a morning scene with some excitement in the tranquility.

He felt very early on that this place was indeed a good place to study quietly, away from the hustle and bustle of Duyou City, and far away from the debates and disputes among scholars in the academy.

Well, it would be better if the students from other schools around now don't secretly look at him from time to time.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

He seems to be quite famous in the Mochi Academy now, and he is given a nickname...

"Here, that's Mr. Zhao Da..."

"That's the Zhao Ziyu we talked about a few days ago..."

"Which one, the one in the middle?"

"Well, the tallest one among the three..."

The wind around, brought some words and phrases.

On the long corridor, there were many Mochi students walking together from far or near, and some of them were in groups of three or four students from the outer hall, pointing in low voices.

He became the focus of the people around him.

Zhao Rong strode forward with a calm expression.

It's just that he thought about it for a while, then stopped suddenly, and bowed his fists to the surrounding peers.

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "Good morning, everyone."