Dressed up as the biggest dummy in the realm of self-cultivation

When that day really came, Teng Yiyan came to pick him up as he said, but Zhu Jianshu didn't forget about it, and also came to pick him up.

And when I got to the Test Pavilion, I saw An Yeming, and he was there.This will put more pressure on An Xinglan.

But no matter how anxious he was, he still stretched out his hand to cover the boulder according to what the old man said.

An Xinglan felt as if something had been extracted from his body. After a while, the old man said, "It's fine."

The hand was taken off the boulder, and it shook up and down, but was firmly supported by the person behind him, um, it was a gentle and amiable senior brother.

An Xinglan looked at the old man and asked, "How is it? How is it?"

The confusion on the old man's face disappeared for a moment, he looked at An Yeming and said, "Why don't you come up and take a look?"

Seeing the old man's behavior, An Xinglan's heart sank, and he felt that the result might not be good.

In fact, this result is really hard to say, I can only say that it is average, if it is an ordinary person, this qualification is very good, but An Xinglan is not an ordinary person, he is a disciple of the lord, this is not enough.He has better aptitude than him, but I don't know how many, but he has not been able to become the disciple of the Venerable.

But what confuses the old man even more is that An Xinglan's aptitude can't be said to be bad at all. If he is a Taoist cultivator, his aptitude is still good.

But then again, isn't he a young disciple of His Majesty?

An Yeming was not surprised by this, he nodded to the anxious An Xinglan, "It's okay."

But although An Yeming said it was okay, An Xinglan just felt that it was probably not very good.

It's just that as long as he can practice, it's good, An Xinglan quickly comforted himself again.

After this day, An Xinglan's life was no longer about playing every day, he was learning to read, and he was also beginning to practice.

And An Yeming and the others really set up a school for An Xinglan. There were about [-] people in it, only An Xinglan's class, which was not a small number, and there were students from all states in Fuyou mainland.

An Xinglan also gained a better understanding of the vastness of this world in the contact with these classmates.

When Zhu Jianshu came over, there was a book in front of An Xinglan and he was writing. The big white dog Mao Mao didn't bother him, and just quietly pillowed on his feet, sweeping his big tail.

Zhu Jianshu quietly walked behind him, "Tuantuan is writing, so serious?"

A smile appeared in An Xinglan's eyes, and he turned around and said happily, "Brother is back?" Zhu Jianshu went out for a trip two days ago, and came back quite quickly.

"Yeah." With the hands behind his back, Zhu Jianshu took out a candied haws, or candied haws made of oranges, and said to An Xinglan, "I think the kids outside like to eat this."

An Xinglan stretched out to ask Zhu Jianshu to bite off another piece, and then he ate it happily. The icing on the outside was crunchy from his bite, and he mumbled in his mouth: "Is the place far away, brother?"

"Well, it's a little far."

"Why can I go out?"

"Want to go out? Then senior brother will take you out to play in a few days."

In the past two years, Zhu Jianshu took An Xinglan out several times, but not many times.

"Can I go by myself? Well, bring Archie and the others?" An Xinglan said that Archie was the person who followed him to protect him.

I want to go out for a walk by myself.

But Zhu Jianshu smiled but said firmly: "No way." Then he quickly changed the subject, picked up the paper on An Xinglan's small desk, "These are all written by Tuantuan? So many, our family Tuantuan really sharp."

An Xinglan smiled with a hint of embarrassment, the ink smears were like buckets, and the writing looked like a ghostly talisman.

Zhu Jianshu held An Xinglan's hand, "We Tuantuan worked very hard, but now we can take a break and play for a while."

The little guy's hands were warm, Zhu Jianshu touched the little guy's soft and warm clothes again, feeling satisfied.

In the past few days, the weather has turned cold again, and there is even light snow. They are not afraid of the cold, but the little ones are not.

"When you go outside, put on your hat obediently."

An Xinglan nodded: "Yes."

"I brought you some clothes, try them on."

In fact, from small shoes to small capes, and then to hats.

Waterproof, non-slip but soft and light inside shoes, a fluffy hat with white edges, and a fiery red cape that brings warmth. After changing her clothes, An Xinglan touched the raw edge of the cape, thinking of the Spring Festival The lucky doll in the house.

However, although the small cloak is fiery red, it is not ugly after changing the whole body. Zhu Jianshu looked at Yuxue's cute child and adjusted the collar again, and he was also satisfied.

"It will be snowing tomorrow, so the school will be closed tomorrow."

"Really?"

Zhu Jianshu nodded, "When I came over, I met someone from the school."

However, An Xinglan didn't have the secret joy of the children's holidays. They didn't learn much every day, and they weren't tired.

An Xinglan sat beside Zhu Jianshu, and said to him affectionately: "Senior brother, I have learned a lot of words."

"Tuantuan is so powerful, what have you learned?"

……

It was cold and windy outside, but it was warm inside.Zhu Jianshu stayed with An Xinglan for a long time before leaving on scattered snow when the sky was getting dark.

Sure enough, as An Xinglan said, the wind and snow started to get bigger that night, and the snowflakes didn't get smaller the next day.An Xinglan was wearing warm clothes, and the white-haired dog, one holding his chin, and the other lying on his stomach looking at the snow outside.

Maomao even went outside to have fun for a long time, and she couldn't tell that there was snow falling in her white fur, and she stepped on the snow one by one.

An Xinglan's heart itched to see it, and after putting on the little hat, she finally ran out to get in the snow with Mao Mao.

When Teng Yiyan came over, he saw a piece of bright red in silver falling to one side, but it didn't really fall on the snow, and the red was quickly supported by a large pile of white.

The clear and crisp laughter of children and the barking of big dogs resounded in the courtyard.

But it turned out that the dog was on the snowdrift, and the child was on the white-haired dog. The human-like white-haired dog looked at his little master with brown eyes, gentle and tolerant, and stretched out his paws to protect the little master.

But now that An Xinglan has grown up and gained weight, he doesn't dare to put Mao Mao on the ground, just playing with him.

Crashing, snow suddenly fell densely, drenching An Xinglan and Mao Mao all over.But it's not that the snow has become bigger, it's just that someone's hands are cheap.

"An Xinglan."

Hearing this familiar voice, An Xinglan didn't even raise his head, but grabbed a handful of snow from the ground, quickly formed a snow ball under the cover of Mao Mao, then turned his head and smashed it!All in one go.

But he did it in one go, without any delay, when he got to Teng Yiyan's place, he turned his side slightly, the snow ball just now fell into the air, and fell into the snow, without even touching the edge of Teng Yiyan's clothes.

But it doesn't matter, An Xinglan has already made a snowball in the group, and soon another snowball will fly towards Teng Yiyan.

But of course he couldn't hit Teng Yiyan, Teng Yiyan walked to An Xinglan's side and lifted the child out of the snowdrift: "Don't bother, you can't hit me again."

An Xinglan had to admit that what Teng Yiyan said was right, if he wanted to hit Teng Yiyan, he had to dream about it.

However, what Teng Yiyan was talking about was the routine operation just now, and now Teng Yiyan slipped a hand in front of him, and they faced each other. Snow fell on Teng Yiyan's neck and collar one after another.

Those who did bad things didn't run away, but instead grinned and clung to Teng Yiyan's body with all fours, like an octopus, making Teng Yiyan restrained.

"Tangtang hit me too."

"What is Tangtang looking for me for?"

Teng Yiyan tore the stinky child off his body, frowned and flicked the snow in his collar, "I brought you something fun, but now I see you having a good time by yourself, so I probably don't need it anymore." .”

"So I'm going back."

Of course An Xinglan wanted to stop her, and grabbed Teng Yiyan's sleeve, "No, I'm not happy, what fun did Brother Tangtang bring?"

"I want to see, is it really fun?"

"where is it?"

Teng Yiyan didn't have any of his subordinates to follow, An Xinglan began to twiddle Yiyan's sleeves as he spoke, but was dodged by Teng Yiyan, "I'll let you see if it's fun or not."

As Teng Yiyan spoke, two pairs of skis flashed on the ground in an instant.This was taken out of Teng Yiyan's storage device. Since An Xinglan also started to practice, Teng Yiyan has no taboos in using spells in front of An Xinglan.

And An Xinglan was also very envious, but half a year had passed since the aptitude test, and he was only scratching the surface of the surface, and many of his classmates were better than him.

Teng Yiyan held a ski in one hand, and asked An Xinglan to follow him. He was going to no other place, but the East Garden where An Yeming had given An Xinglan to play.That place is big, and now there is a big landslide covered with a thick layer of snow.

Teng Yiyan put the skis under the boots and put them on, "Look at it." Then he slid down the slide, his figure was vigorous and very chic.

When Teng Yiyan returned to the landslide, An Xinglan had already put the skis on by himself, eager to try.

Teng Yiyan said proudly: "How is it? Want to play?"

An Xinglan nodded: "Yes."

Teng Yiyan emphasized: "I gave it to you."

"Thank you Tangtang."

An Xinglan was quite cautious when she first started skating, but she immediately fell in love with this way of playing. The feeling of gliding on the snow is very good, and once she started playing, she couldn't stop.

An Xinglan's little face was flushed by the wind, and she excitedly said to Teng Yiyan: "I like this."

Teng Yiyan just grabbed An Xinglan who almost fell on the snow again. Hearing this, the corners of his mouth curled up. He knew that Little Shorty liked it.

The skis here are just similar to the skis in another world, but they don't have such complete ski protection.But with Teng Yiyan here, there is no problem of danger. Teng Yiyan can always lift people up when An Xinglan is about to go wrong, and will not let An Xinglan's head get stuck in the snowdrift.

An Xinglan had a good time playing this morning, but she was also envious and longing for Teng Yiyan who always came in an instant and picked him up the moment before he fell to the ground on his face.

Such an instant flash of movement is really fast, so longing.

In the afternoon, An Xinglan stopped playing in the snow and began to practice hard. Although he worked hard, his progress was not fast.

I heard that both Zhu Jianshu and Teng Yiyan's aptitudes are one-in-a-million, even among his classmates, there are quite a few who have better aptitudes than him.

But he can practice, and his aptitude is not too bad, it is already much better than what he imagined before, if the innate talent is not enough, then he has to make up for it in the day after tomorrow.

Although this life is like growing up in a honeypot, An Xinglan's mind has always been clear, and he has always known that what he has learned is what he can truly have.

In winter, there are fewer and fewer classes in the school. After all, these students are still young and not so strict. Classes will be suspended when it snows and rains.

However, An Xinglan was not so relaxed about himself. In the literacy class, he did not find it difficult to learn, so he spent more time on the introduction of cultivation.

When Xue Xue was a little younger, An Xinglan packed her clothes tightly and went to An Yeming's place.Although their school will also teach the basics of cultivation, An Ye Ming will occasionally give him a small stove, so the title of master is not in vain.

As for the big lord's small stove, An Xinglan certainly didn't want it in vain, and would actively want to learn a little more from An Yeming.