Demon Lord became my apprentice

At the same time, Zhang Mansion.

"At the beginning of human beings, nature is good. Similar in nature, Xi. is far away. Xi. is far away, Xi. is far away, ah, what is the next sentence!" Zhang Jiakang violently threw the book on the desk .

"Master, calm down." The book boy wrinkled his face in fright, and used his hands as a fan to keep fanning Zhang Jiakang.

"You don't need to take the exam, of course you are calm!" Zhang Jiakang picked up the book and rolled it into a tube, and knocked on the boy's head several times, "I want you to tell Master Ben to calm down, let you tell Master Ben to calm down... "

The book boy covered his head with one hand, made a shhing motion with the other, and persuaded in a low voice: "Master, please keep your voice down, it will be terrible if the master hears it!"

Zhang Jiakang choked, and immediately fell silent like a frightened bird.

However, things in this world often come from fear.Just as Zhang Jiakang was quiet for a moment, the door was pushed open from the outside, and then a loud male voice came in, "It's broad daylight, what are you doing in the room with the door closed?"

Zhang Jiakang trembled all over, hurriedly hid the book in his hand in his sleeve, looked up with a smile, "Father, why are you here?"

"Why can't I come?" While speaking, Master Zhang walked across to Zhang Jiakang, lifted his robe and sat down, "I'll see what you're doing in the house. You don't stay at home on weekdays. This one is actually willing to lock himself in the house and not come out."

Zhang Jiakang concealed it with a wry smile: "The child didn't do anything in the house, but he was tired from playing and wanted to rest."

"Tired of playing? Are you tired of playing before noon?" Mr. Zhang didn't believe his absurd reason, and his sharp eyes began to wander around the room, as if he was going to catch "Yao Mozi" directly.

"Yeah, maybe I'm hungry." Zhang Jiakang prevaricated, looking for reasons.At the same time, subconsciously withdrew his hand, wanting to hide the book a little deeper.

However, as soon as he made a move, Master Zhang immediately noticed it.Master Zhang did not expose him, but pretended to be nonchalant, and said kindly: "I'm hungry, Chen Ergou, go and get some pastries for your young master."

"Yes, master." The book boy gave Zhang Jiakang a sympathetic look, and took his orders to leave.

"Come on, daddy will pour you a cup of tea, you put it on first." While speaking, Mr. Zhang picked up the teapot on the case and poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Zhang Jiakang.

Zhang Jiakang saw Master Zhang holding the teacup in the air, but he didn't put it down, obviously asking him to reach out to take it.Zhang Jiakang stretched out a hand with some guilt, "Thank you dad."

Just when his fingers were about to touch the teacup, Mr. Zhang lifted up the folding fan in his hand and tapped it heavily on the back of his hand, and deliberately raised his voice and shouted: "Who taught you to use one hand to pick up the things that the elders handed over to you?" .”

Zhang Jiakang was caught off guard by the blow and fright, his whole body trembled, and before he had time to hide the book, he slipped out of his sleeve and fell on the bluestone slab, making a muffled sound.

Zhang Jiakang was so frightened that his soul was almost out of his body, and he hurriedly went to pick up the books.However, it was too late.

"Book?" Master Zhang was extremely surprised: "You are hiding in the house alone, are you endorsing a book?"

Zhang Jiakang didn't dare to admit it, nor did he dare to deny it, he twitched the corner of his mouth bitterly.

Mr. Zhang only thought that he was acquiescing, and immediately became a little excited, "My son is really promising! He even started studying on his own initiative!"

Zhang Jiakang was in distress, so he could only laugh and say: "Father, don't get excited, I'm just watching to play."

Mr. Zhang was immersed in the great surprise that the child had finally opened his mind. How could he listen to Zhang Jiakang's unconvincing explanation, and immediately said, "Come, let Dad test you to see how you learn?"

What Zhang Jiakang was afraid of was this trick. The greater the hope, the greater the disappointment. The final result must be a fat beating.

"No need." Zhang Jiakang stood up abruptly, groping for a way out, "Father, you work so hard every day, so you don't have to worry about this."

Master Zhang finally saw something was wrong, he said in a low voice, "Stop, where do you want to slip?"

Zhang Jiakang paused, his bushy eyebrows frowned, and he said with an embarrassed smile: "Haha, my father is here, how dare I run around, I just want to go to the window to blow some air." While speaking, Zhang Jiakang Pushing open the window, taking a few deep breaths, he said, "Father, look how nice the weather is today."

Master Zhang stared at him unkindly, unmoved, and directly spoke to testify: "If you don't teach me, the next sentence."

Zhang Jiakang couldn't avoid it, and his brain was spinning rapidly. After a long while, he hesitated and said: "Father's fault?"

Master Zhang's face turned dark immediately.

Seeing this, Zhang Jiakang hurriedly changed his words: "Master, I'm lazy."

Master Zhang felt short of breath, and his square face, which was not fair, turned red with anger.

"No, is it?" Zhang Jiakang was extremely wronged, "It can't be the mother's fault."

Master Zhang couldn't bear it any longer, stood up abruptly, and cursed: "Little bastard, I send someone to pick you up from the school every day, and this is how you repay me!"

Seeing Master Zhang striding towards him, Zhang Jiakang ran around in fright, "Father, listen to my explanation, I really want to study hard!" However, the voice of the master's lecture was so hypnotic that it made people bear it. Can't help but want to drowsy.

"You want to study hard?" Mr. Zhang chased after Zhang Jiakang holding a fan, and scolded angrily: "With your virtue, you say you want to study hard, you are lying!"

In order to beg for mercy, Zhang Jiakang said nonsense: "Father, you believe me, it was really a mistake just now."

"Mistake." Master Zhang gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll give you another chance. If you can't answer well, I hope I won't beat you to death."

Zhang Jiakang dug a hole for himself casually, hearing the words, wanted to cry but had no tears.

"People don't learn, next sentence!"

Zhang Jiakang held the heart of going to death, but he happened to remember what Master Zhang asked, and immediately replied with his head held high: "Break the machine."

"Broken machine?" Master Zhang was about to go mad with anger, "Look at how I broke your legs today!"

"No, no, it's impossible!" Zhang Jiakang was very worried, seeing Master Zhang's slap was about to fall, Zhang Jiakang dodged while recalling, "Ah, I remembered, people don't learn, it's not appropriate !"

"Shut up, you!" Master Zhang yelled, "I know that you are willing to go to school obediently, and you must have no good intentions. Restaurant, thanks to your thinking, are you going to study, or go to eat and drink? for drink?"

Zhang Jiakang argued aggrievedly: "The baby is still growing, there is nothing wrong with eating and drinking."

"You're right!" Mr. Zhang suddenly thought of something, and he asked, "Be honest, why are you hiding in the house today and reading, and what are you hiding from me?"

Zhang Jiakang only felt a shiver in his buttocks, even if he was beaten to death, he dared not say that the academy was about to take the exam.

"No, nothing." While speaking, Zhang Jiakang took the opportunity to open the door and ran into the courtyard.

"Little bastard, stop!" Master Zhang persevered in chasing after him.

"Where is this acting?" An old but not weak voice came from afar.

Hearing the sound, Zhang Jiakang was overjoyed, turned his head and ran to where the sound came from, "Grandpa!"

I saw an old man with white hair slowly walking over with the help of a maid.The bookboy Chen Ergou shyly hid behind the crowd, apparently he invited the old man over.

Master Zhang closed his voice, and said politely: "Father, why are you here?"

The old man couldn't help but sighed: "If I don't come again, the roof of our house will be torn down by you."

Zhang Jiakang ran to the old man's side, and said, "Grandpa, I will help you to sit in the house."

After all, Zhang Jiakang supported the old man and walked past the old man swaggeringly.

Seeing that Zhang Jiakang had escaped again, Mr. Zhang was so angry that he deliberately lagged behind the crowd, grabbed the little book boy with drooping eyes, and said with a hint of threat: "Chen Ergou, tell me honestly, Zhang Jiakang today Why do you want to read a book?"

Seeing his young master walking farther and farther, completely forgetting about him, the unprotected little book boy rolled his eyes and said in a low voice, "Master, I can tell you, but please don't say, it's me!" Said."

Master Zhang snorted coldly, and he agreed.

The little bookboy habitually glanced left and right to make sure no one was overhearing, and then said: "The academy will take an exam the day after tomorrow."

Mr. Zhang also went to the school. As soon as the little book boy reminded him, he immediately remembered that the academy has many punishments for the bottom-class students who do not pass the exam, including sitting consecutively.

Thinking of this, Mr. Zhang was no longer calm. Regardless of whether the old man was still there, he rushed into the house in a hurry and warned Zhang Jiakang: "Zhang Jiakang, I warn you, if you dare to fail the exam in the academy, you will be hurt. Daddy, I am ashamed in front of people, even if my dad protects you, it is useless!"

Zhang Jiakang was taken aback for a moment, and he immediately understood that it was Chen Ergou who betrayed him.

"Also, from today onwards, you will go to school on your own." Before the old man could speak to stop him, Mr. Zhang vented his anger in one breath, flicked his sleeves, turned and left.

作者有话要说：张嘉康后期还会引出别的故事，所以，着墨比较多。感谢在2020-03-1923:21:25~2020-03-2022:59:27期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 oath;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!