I rely on thousands of fans to improve my cultivation

The sun slowly rose from the horizon, and the pale golden morning light enveloped the earth, awakening all sleeping creatures.The majestic mountain gate, green medicinal herb garden, ethereal hall, quiet library pavilion... the entire Wuyi Sword Sect is full of vigor and vitality.

However, daytime makes people awake, and class makes people sleepy.

In the Listening Pavilion, an old man with white beard and hair closed his eyes, sat on the futon, moved his lips up and down, listened carefully to the content, and found that it was all about some basic exercises.

Dozens of outer sect disciples sat neatly in front of the old man, and his youthful face was full of tiredness and distress that could not be concealed.It's just that they want to sleep but don't sleep, want to be sleepy but dare not be sleepy.Because if you lower your head just a little bit, a book will swish on you.

Although the old man did not open his eyes, his spiritual consciousness had already enveloped the entire room.

Ling Yan stood the book on a stand, and played origami on the desk boredly. First, he folded a frog, and then unpacked it when he was finished, folded a boat, then spread out the paper, and then folded a thousand paper cranes. And so on and on and on and on and on.It can be seen that he is bored and bored.

Pole!

Suddenly, a ball of paper flew over from the side and hit his desk, knocking Ling Yanzhe's frog sideways.

He turned his head to look towards the ball of paper, but saw Fang Baiyu, his deskmate across the aisle, winking at him and smiling slyly.

Ling Yan spread out the ball of paper thrown by Fang Baiyu, and saw four large characters written on it—"Listen carefully!"

Ling Yan: ...

"I learned this course the year before my senior year, learned it again the year before, and listened to it last year. I didn't expect Elder Wan to teach it again this year. I guess he might have forgotten whether he had taught it or not. "Ling Yan dipped the pen into the ink and finished writing on the white paper. He glanced at the lecturer who was babbling about the lecture, quickly kneaded the paper into a ball, and threw it in Fang Baiyu's direction.

Fang Baiyu took the ball of paper and wrote back to Ling Yan after a while.

"Yeah, I suspect that next year, the year after, and the year after that, Elder Wan may have to re-teach this class again. You know, he has a poor memory, and now that he's older, it's easier to forget things. By the way , how are you preparing for the Outer Sect Dabi?"

Ling Yan answered with a pen: "That's it."

"Are you interested in getting the No.1 outer door?" Fang Baiyu asked.

Ling Yan: "Yes!"

"Tsk! Not modest at all!" Fang Baiyu teased, he sat upright, with his left hand wrapped around his body as a cover, and his right hand was quietly hidden under the drawer to write. "But you must be careful about Yan Shen. I heard that he has recently broken through the ninth level of Qi training, and has almost reached the point of half-step foundation building. Alas, I really don't understand. Obviously, a son of a family like him can directly rely on his connections After entering the inner door, why do you have to come to the outer door to compete with ordinary people like us? He is originally talented and has excellent understanding, and the Yan family provided him with a large number of elixirs and magic weapons, and the elders of the clan taught him the family secrets .Even if he won the first place in the outer sect competition, that is as it should be. Reasonably, if he didn't get the first place, wouldn't he be ridiculous and lose face? Sigh, I really don't understand what he is thinking. "

In fact, when Yan Shen, the young master of the Yan family, first parachuted into the outer door, Ling Yan was also taken aback. He couldn't figure out why someone who could directly enter the inner door and get the best resources should come to the outer door with a mediocre standard of living. Qi lives outside the door.

But later, gradually, Ling Yan figured it out.Isn't this TM the way for standard krypton gold players to come to the low profile area to abuse krypton liver players?I came here to abuse food to find a sense of existence and a sense of pride!

After what happened last night, Ling Yan's impression of Yan Shen plummeted to a negative number.

"Yesterday, Yan Shen sent someone to give me an incense stick." Ling Yan wrote truthfully on the paper.

"Damn it, fuck me!" The four simple characters expressed Fang Baiyu's indignation and concern for his friend.But because of his excessive range of movements, Elder Wan, who was lecturing, spotted him, rewarded him with a flying book, and slammed him hard on the head.

"Hiss——, it hurts!" The volume of the smashed book implied internal strength, Fang Baiyu was in pain from being smashed, and he covered his head and grinned, but he had to quickly raise his head and chest, acting like a prodigal son turning his back , The appearance of listening carefully.

Ling Yan sniggered unkindly beside him, his eyes filled with schadenfreude.

Fang Baiyu took the time to roll his eyes back at him: Friends are gone! ! !

Of course, it is impossible to exhaust all friendships.Ling Yan turned a blind eye to his gaze, and concentrated on hiding behind the book origami, thinking while folding.

The Great Competition of the Outer Sect is approaching, and Yan Shen seems to be a formidable opponent in half-step foundation building.I have to improve my cultivation as soon as possible.

Ling Yan thought of the task of the heartthrob system again.

Admit one person to increase their cultivation by ten points, and confess to two people to increase their cultivation by twenty points... And it only depends on the form, not the situation.As long as you tell people that you like you, you can increase your cultivation points.

After thinking about it, Ling Yan quietly wrote three words on the paper.The black ink color is particularly obvious on the white rice paper.

Ling Yan threw the ball of paper onto Fang Baiyu's desk.

Fang Baiyu didn't want to pay attention to this bad friend who just secretly laughed at him at first, and turned his head to the other side, pretending not to see the thing thrown over.

Elder Wan was lecturing on the stage, Ling Yan couldn't force him to watch, so he let him go.

There is a huge locust tree planted outside Tingshu Pavilion. The crown of the tree is like a cloud, so dense that it seems that the wind cannot blow in.This is the time when the locust tree is in bloom, and the small snow-white buds hang all over the branches. From a distance, it looks like a cluster of snow-colored waves swaying in the wind, like jade, like snow, like silk.

Fragrant bursts, intoxicating.

Fang Baiyu propped his chin with one hand, looked at the lush Sophora japonica flowers outside the window, and wandered away.The voice of Elder Wan's lecture entered from his left ear and went out from his right ear.

Like Ling Yan, he has listened to this class no less than three times, with the same content, the same lecturer, and the same voice, and now he listens to it again, only the effect of hypnosis remains.

Fang Baiyu was not flustered or nervous about the upcoming outer sect contest.What level should be, is what level.Just now he asked Ling Yan if he wanted to be No.1, and Ling Yan said yes.Then just take No.2 yourself.He has full confidence in Ling Yan.

ranking?Fang Baiyu didn't care.Yan Shen?Fang Baiyu didn't take it seriously.

After letting his mind go for a while, Fang Baiyu seemed to remember the ball of paper next to his elbow.Without squinting, he casually picked up the ball of paper and unfolded it with one hand...

Outside the window is the clear blue sky like the sea, the sun shines across the earth, the surface of the mountain seems to be plated with gold, the lakes and streams are shimmering, and the floating light is golden.A tree of pagoda trees stands in the wind, and the tiny buds sway from side to side, like small bells, swaying and dancing.

At that moment, Fang Baiyu felt as if his heart was being roasted on the sun.

A shy blush flooded his clean and handsome face, spreading all the way to the corners of his beautiful eyes and brows.

Well--!

Fang Baiyu's entire face was on fire, and it was fierce and unstoppable like a raging fire.He couldn't take it anymore and lay down on the table, his face was buried in his arms, and his shoulders trembled slightly.

How could this be?

Ling Yan, how could he?

How could it be...Fang Baiyu couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment, he only knew that his heart was very chaotic, very chaotic...

Like a swarm of buzzing bees, it's a sweet torture.

Fang Baiyu unfolded the paper again and found that there were words written on both sides of it.Later, Ru Shihu wrote: "I'm joking, don't take it seriously."

……

Hey!

No!I want to take it seriously!Fang Baiyu thought angrily.

But in the end, he sighed softly, picked up a pen and wrote on the paper: "Please don't make such jokes in the future."

After thinking about it, he crossed out all the words, stroke by stroke, and wrote again: "Welcome to joke with me."

Cross out again, rewrite: "I like when you joke with me."

Still feeling inappropriate, erased and rewritten: "I like your jokes."

Or not, rewrite: "I like you, whether it's a joke or not, I like you."

However, how dare Fang Baiyu pass such words to Ling Yan.He silently tore up the messy rice paper, threw it into the drawer, and never cared about it again.

Does he really like him?

Maybe.

Is he really joking?

Maybe.

Based on his understanding of his friend Ling Yan's heartless character, Fang Baiyu understood that that person was most likely, ah no, he was definitely joking.

But just like that, his heart was even more chaotic.

It's like a person passing by, casually poking the secret in your heart, poking left and right, up and down, forward and backward, and desperately serially.You were poked until your heart trembled, but that person didn't know your mood, couldn't understand your happy, flustered, nervous, and suffocating heart, he just poked casually, that's all.

God knows how much effort Fang Baiyu took to restrain his emotions that almost crossed the line.

Well, just take him for a joke.

Once the explanation is clear, it can be treated as if nothing happened.

Fang Baiyu sat in his seat, and it took him a while to calm down.Confirming that the heat on his face had subsided, he took a deep breath, raised his head, turned around, and planned to take Lingyan to the cafeteria for lunch.

Just like before, eat together, practice sword together, chat happily, and be a pair of ordinary good friends.

But when he turned around, he found that Ling Yan was not in his seat, and there was no one in the lecture hall.

"Where's Ling Yan?" Fang Baiyu asked his fellow disciple beside him.

"Oh, Senior Brother Ling Yan, Senior Brother Geng Tianyou came to him in person just now, saying that he has something to tell him. They must be in the corridor."

"Thank you." Fang Baiyu said.

Geng Tianyou?Isn't that one of Yan Shen's subordinates?Fang Baiyu remembered what Ling Yan had told him about Yan Yanxiang just now, his heart tightened, and he rushed out.

Sure enough, Geng Tianyou and his two little brothers Wu Dadao and Liu Min were standing in the corridor.

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Character relationship combing: Geng Tianyou is Yan Shen's younger brother, Wu Dadao and Liu Min are Geng Tianyou's younger brothers, and Shan Mingxuan is one of Wu Dadao and Liu Min's younger brothers.

[Yan Shen - Geng Tianyou - Wu Dadao + Liu Min - Shan Mingxuan, etc.]