I'm not unlucky at all

When Song Xing put away the tea set and got up to open the door, the porter had already talked to the two people around him.

The clerk made room for a person to stand in front of the door, and let Shen Wang step forward, with a healthy smile on his face, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Shen, Mr. Song is the most talented master in Sifang Town." One, wait for the master to come out later, if you can personally promise to pass on your younger brother's knowledge, I'm afraid we will soon have a young scholar in Sifang Town!"

Shen Yao was annoyed hearing this, raised his eyebrows and asked disdainfully, "Then Mr. Song is really knowledgeable?"

The porter, as the facade of the private school, was the first one who didn't like the tone of Shen Yao's words, so he couldn't help but suppress his smile, and said with wide eyes: "Master Song's knowledge is so high that illiterate people like us can't understand it. If the young master doesn't have the humility to ask our master to study, I advise the young master to leave quickly!"

Shen Yao is not afraid of the buddy's appearance, isn't he just staring at him, he, a young man of the rivers and lakes, can't stare at the gatekeeper?joke!

"Shen Yao!" Shen Wang looked at Shen Yao's lawless look, who was about to start a fight with the doorman, a few veins appeared on his forehead, and the good upbringing he had accumulated was forgotten by him for a moment, with a sword on his waist Buzzing and ringing, a bright silver sword light flashed in the blink of an eye.

The point of the sword pointed directly at the jaw, Song Xing watched the movement of the man in front of him in astonishment, held his breath, and slightly widened his eyes.

030: "Xiaoxi, this set of movements of Destiny Child is really cool!"

Song Xing pursed her lips, and said to 030, "System, you're cuter when you're not talking."

030: "..." Qi QAQ.

Keeping the movement of opening the door still, Song Xing for the first time showed sullen emotions from his eyes without much emotion, he retracted his astonishment, and looked at the person in front of him expressionlessly.

Shen Wang didn't expect such a coincidence, the moment he swung his sword out, the people in the room opened the door at the same time.

Standing aside, Shen Yao really couldn't hold back his laughter, his clear and youthful voice was so energetic that it made one want to stretch his neck.

The doorman blows his nose and stares at Shen Wang.

Shen Wang's eyes were fixed, he retracted the tip of the sword neatly, and said in a deep voice: "This is a misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?" Without pointing the cold long sword at himself, Song Xing relaxed his tense body, raised his eyes to look directly at the two Shens in the courtyard, and said in a calm tone that belonged to a literati, "I don't care if there is something in it." What a misunderstanding, but a private school is a place where students learn to read and write, no matter what your status is, this place is definitely not a place for you to make noise."

Shen Wang nodded: "The master taught me the lesson."

Song Xing glanced at Shen Wang, but said nothing.

He neither invited the two to sit in the tea room, nor did he take the initiative to ask the purpose of the private school the two came to. Instead, he flicked his sleeves, turned around and closed the door and went back to the tea room.

The literati are noble, not to mention Shen Wangchu's offense, but just Shen Yao's repulsion and disdain for reading and calligraphy. The original self-esteem as a famous scholar must not be put on the ground to be rubbed by these two people .

Song Xing had a good temper without a cold snort.

Shen Wang watched Song Xing's figure disappear in front of him, rubbing the hilt of the sword with his fingertips, wondering what he was thinking.

Unexpectedly, the two of Shen didn't entangle each other much. After the courtyard was cleared up, and the scan showed that Destiny's Child was getting farther and farther away from them, 030 came out unwillingly and said, "Xiaoxi, see how you treat Destiny's Child so well." Poor, don't you still remember the thing about people stealing your clothes last time?"

Song Xing pursed her lips, took a sip of hot tea in her throat, and replied slowly: "No."

030 was dominated by the bitterness of the strong tea, so he made two peeps, pitifully speaking bitterly, and forgot what he had just asked in a blink of an eye.

Song Xing looked up at the gradually lowering sky outside the window, and casually finished the rest of the tea, thinking about when the group of little carrots in the study would be able to do their homework well today.

As for Destiny's Child and the mission?

Fuck off.

In which world is life not life?There are no people or things to worry about in the real world. As far as Song Xing is concerned, the current life is real, ignoring the existence of the system, it can be a real lifetime.

But not knowing why, Song Xing frowned slightly, feeling a little restless.

Like... forgot something very important.

The sun is slanting, and the summer wind is blowing, and there is a feeling of congestion in the mouth and nose covered by a hot face towel.

Shen Yao fanned the small folding fan hidden in his sleeve, took a peek at the senior brother who was walking beside him, and thought that he had messed up the matter of going to the private school, not to mention how happy he was, he was already secretly planning to go into the night Then he followed Shen Wang to catch the jade-faced gentleman.

The two were about to walk into the lively market, Shen Yao was fanning the breeze happily, but he didn't want to forget Shen's footsteps, and suddenly said to him with unclear meaning: "You go back to the inn first, I will go back later."

Shen Yao asked vigilantly: "Have senior brothers discovered the whereabouts of Lord Yumian?"

Shen Wang glanced at him: "No."

Shen Yao was puzzled: "Then what is senior brother going to do?"

"Go and buy some paper and pens, and write a letter to Master. The old man misses you so much, why don't you just ask Qingfeng to come down the mountain to pick you up."

Shen Wang's voice was deep and powerful, and his tone was even more undeniable.

He stood holding his sword expressionlessly, and the shadow of willow branches fell between his straight eyebrows and eyes, mottled and whirling.

When Shen Wang heard it, he didn't have the time to praise his senior brother's beauty and prosperity, so he just burst into tears.