Flurry Spring and Autumn

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"Haha, look at that guy, he's so small!"

"Yeah, yeah, puff hahahaha... is he an adult?"

Several disciples of the Santiao family pointed to the small Imai sword and said with a smile.

Jinjian clenched his fingers involuntarily. He turned around and reprimanded loudly: "Hey! You guys! I am your elder! How dare you disrespect your elders! Damn it!"

"Hey, hey, did you hear, this guy actually said he is our elder! Haha, I laughed so hard!" One of the disciples made an exaggerated voice, and the others immediately burst into laughter.

"You guys..." Jin Jian's baby face turned red with anger, he pulled out the dagger at his waist, and was about to teach these ignorant guys a lesson, but a tall figure preceded him. With one step, he slammed the shoulder of the disrespectful disciple.

"Go away, scum." The orange hair, especially the taller than ordinary people's body, made them recognize immediately that this was the newly promoted disciple who was loved by the master - Yan Rong.

"Sorry!" Several disciples dispersed in a panic.

"That..." Jin Jian hesitated, but still called the other party "Thank you!"

"It's nothing." Yan Rong glanced at Jinjian lightly, as if he was just passing by, and quickly walked around the corridor, and his figure disappeared at the end.

What a tall figure.

No matter how you look at it.

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His application to enlist in the army was rejected again.

Looking at the document in his hand, Jin Jian couldn't help but sighed deeply.

He is very short, more than a head shorter than the average person, and he is often regarded as a child by others when he walks on the road.

No way, this is his physical defect.

Never have I hated my short stature so much as now.

hateful!What's so great about being tall!His knife skills will not lose to anyone!Why do I get rejected for this reason every time!

Unwilling tears flow down the cheeks.

"What are you doing here?" Yan Rong was carrying a broom. He had been punished to clean up the entire courtyard of the Sanjo sect. He was wandering around in a bad mood. Seeing Jinjian here alone, he squatted on his bed side, looking at him curiously.

Even in a squatting posture, Yan Rong is much taller than Jin Jian.

"Ah..." Although this newcomer had a bad temper, unexpectedly he didn't sneer at his height like other disciples did.Probably because of this, Jinjian has an inexplicable affection for him.He scratched his hair: "I... I'm... nothing."

"A document from the imperial court?" Yan Rong tilted his head, and easily saw the paper in Jin Jian's hand.

Imai smiled bitterly and nodded: "Yes. It's a pity... because I'm too short, I can't join the army."

"Oh." Yan Rong said that he knew, and smacked his lips suddenly, "Then they lost an excellent general."

Jin Jian's cheeks immediately turned red: "Ah...I..."

"Let's do this, little one today's sword." Yan Rong twitched the corner of his mouth, showing a wild smile, "You and I will work together! If it's the two of us, I think we are absolutely invincible."

"Two people?"

"Yes." Yan Rong stood up, Jin Jian had to look up at him, Yan Rong seemed to find this very interesting, stretched out a generous palm, covering the top of Jin Jian's head: "You are an excellent talent, no should be buried."

This is the first time someone told Jinjian that he is a talent, an excellent talent.His eyes felt hot, as if he was about to cry again.He raised the corner of his mouth hard: "Thank you."

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He is worthy of being someone that Master values.

Jin Jian is a figure who can be regarded as an elder in the Santiao faction. He has great sword skills, and he has been defeated repeatedly by Yan Rong.

"Get up." Yan Rong's weapon is a huge naginata, which is extremely majestic when swung, just like Yan Rong, who is so eye-catching.

"Yes!" But after suffering so many defeats, Jinjian not only has no regrets in his heart, but is also very happy.

Unconsciously, it was noon, and the two of them were lying in the courtyard exhausted, without any strength in their bodies.

"You are really powerful." Yan Rong can defeat Jin Jian, and the victory is achieved by exerting all his strength, otherwise he will be the one who will be defeated.

"That's not true, Yan Rong is the very powerful person!" Jin Jian turned his head and stared at Yan Rong's side face, his eyes were full of admiration.

"Ah... is that so?" In the past, most of the compliments from others were flattery, but this was the first time for him to be as sincere as Imaiken.Yan Rong got up from the ground a little at a loss.

"are you hungry?"

"A bit."

"Wait a minute." Imamu stepped on the wooden clogs, made a "crack, cluck" sound, ran into the house and took out some pastries, "I made this myself, try it!"

Small pastries, just like Jinjian, small and cute.

"Is it delicious?" Jin Jian looked at Yan Rong's face expectantly.

"Well, it's delicious." Yan Rong still had the pastry in his mouth, and his speech was a little slurred.

"That's great." Imaime's smile is also like these cute pastries, sweet, like flowers blooming in spring, and also makes a wonderful, "pop" sound.

"You..." Yan Rong stared blankly at Jin Jian's smiling face, "Small, sweet, and very cute."

At first, Jin Jian didn't realize what Yan Rong was talking about, but when he realized that he was talking about himself, his cheeks turned red.He lowered his head and said softly, "Thank you."

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The trees in the courtyard are full of yellow apricots.

Holding the wooden stick in his hand with great difficulty, Imaiken struck the slender branches.

"What are you doing?" Yan Rong, who had just stepped into the courtyard, looked at Jin Jian suspiciously.

"I want to pick some apricots." Jin Jian replied to Yan Rong while moving.

"Oh. Then you don't have to work so hard, I'll just help you." Yan Rong said disapprovingly.

To Jinjian, the apricot tree, which is tall and tall, may not be a big deal in Yan Rong's eyes.

While envious of Yan Rong's height, Jin Jian also feels inferior to his flaws.

"Ah! What are you doing, Yan Rong!" Yan Rong suddenly grabbed Jin Jian's arms, and amidst Jin Jian's exclamation, placed him safely on his neck.

"Now, can't you pick it?" Yan Rong explained with a normal expression, "It doesn't matter if one person is not tall enough, because we are two people."

"Yes." Jin Jian's heart was warm, he bent down slowly, and hugged Yan Rong's neck, "We are two people."

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If one person is not tall enough, then two people are fine together;

If one person is not strong enough, then two people will be fine together.

With two people, it seems that anything can be done.

The author has something to say:

Resting at home these days, Ergeng www.Jinjian official website gave information that the height is only [-] cm. Think about Yan Rong, but he is a strong man with a height of more than two meters [Jin Jian cried and fainted in the toilet]