Xiqing as usual GL

Although the question in my heart is very deep, I am not in a hurry to ask it. I have plenty of time, so I don't have to worry about my question not being answered.

Walking into the school, as expected, everything seemed to be still.Every move of the academician holds the hearts of many students.He walked to the place where the Master was standing, and just said to everyone:

"This is the newcomer to Song Lanlou. From today onwards, she is an official student of Lingyun Academy."

An old man with an ordinary appearance and short stature, but dressed in the same clothes as the female wife of that day, stood at the bottom of his head.Then he said, "Oh. So it's a new student."

The academician smiled slightly.Pointing to the old man, he said to me, "This is Master Zhou Yunzhou. Lan Lou, this is the oldest master in our academy."

I hurriedly bowed to the old master, "Student Song Lanlou, I have met the master."

Unlike that female teacher, almost no one dared to move or squeak when this old teacher was teaching.The whole school was so quiet that you could almost hear your heartbeat.Although I don't like Master, this old Master makes people feel a sense of pressure.

The old master didn't even smile, and said very flatly, "You were late on the first day. Song Lanlou, although you are a first-time offender. But this master has always judged things based on facts. How about this? If you are the first time here today, I will punish you to write it again." "Disciple Regulations". When I teach tomorrow, you give it to me, if you can't hand it in, copy the "Four Books" again."

My heart trembled, Dad, what good academy did you find for your daughter.I will be punished for copying things before I sit down, this...

Didn't Zifen say that I'll be fine if I'm late today?Why would you want me to copy something?I am most afraid of writing with such a soft brush.It's so difficult.

In my heart, my father's Hades face appeared again, as if I heard him say, "If you don't listen to your master, I will give you two choices. One, get out of the house. Two, marry outside the Great Wall."

gosh.I don't want this result.So I hurriedly continued, "The master has an order, and the disciples dare not disobey..."

The academician stood aside, his face seemed a little bit sorry.Because he said that I can be late, I never thought that I would be punished.

I don't look at him either, forget it.If you are punished, you will be punished, whoever is afraid of whom.As long as you don't let me catch the pigtail.It's not that simple if you want to punish me for catching the pigtails.

The master smiled slowly, and seemed to have a better impression of me.Only obedient students can be educated.

Then the academician pouted, pointed to the table next to the third door and said to me, "Song Lanlou, you can sit there."

I quickly bowed to him, fully showing my demeanor of a perfect student, "Xie Academician."

It's just that the eyes have killed him several times.Seeing my sharp eyes, he lowered his head in embarrassment.

As for the old master, it is estimated that he, a young academician, will give the master a three-pointer.Naturally, my face is definitely not as big as my wife's.I had to be wronged.

I snorted softly, turned and walked towards my seat.After passing each student, he finally sat down in his own seat, turned his head, and found that Yin Yunchi was actually sitting next to me?

No way, what a coincidence?I quickly rubbed my eyes, and only then did I see the person next to me for real.

The person who lowered his head, wanted to look at me but didn't dare to look, and pursed his lips a little nervously, who is it?

The academician then said very skillfully that everyone should help each other, not to bully the weak, not to bully the weak and other nonsense.

With the new book in my hand, I didn't feel much about the old clichés.I only think about my own business.Turning his eyes slightly, he could see her.

I really should ask that brainless academician, did she let me sit next to her on purpose or not?

In unknown thoughts, the first lecture ended.The morning class is also over.But it was not yet noon.

The students are almost gone.I also walked out with the flow of people and stood in the open space for a while, feeling that they were all playing childish games like children who hadn't grown up.

So, I walked into the school again.Before I got to the hall, I saw a thin figure dangling back and forth inside.It seems to be busy with something.Who will come to the school when there is no one, is it a thief?

I hurried in, and before that person found me, I yelled, "Where's the little boy from?"

This loud shout really surprised the people inside, only to see the little figure tremble.Shiver turned around.Showing a not-so-beautiful face.

"Yin...Yin...Yunchi?"

I was taken aback, what is she doing here?Steal?

When she saw it was me, she stopped trembling, and slowly stroked her chest a few times, as if she was frightened by me just now, she said judo, "Miss Song, you scared me."

Of course I knew I had scared her just now.I had no choice but to scratch my head and walk back to my seat, and said to her, "I'm sorry, I thought who was here doing what, but I didn't expect it to be you."

Seeing that I was sitting in my seat without moving, she got busy again.Tidy up the books on each table, and carefully wipe off the dripping ink residue on each table with a rag.Seeing her doing these things so seriously, I didn't know whether I should disturb her. I just thought that I still had an unwritten Disciple Guide, so I quickly laid out the paper and rubbed the ink.He found another set of Disciple Rules and copied it carefully.

"Ah. I hate brushes."

The more I write, the uglier I get. The brush doesn't fit well in my hand, and I don't know how to write beautifully.At the beginning, I wrote it well, but then I wrote thicker and thicker, and it became more and more out of shape. I gritted my teeth and cursed in a low voice.

Angrily, he threw the brush far away.Angrily, he crumpled the worsening paper into a ball and threw it out.Because of my actions, the inkstone almost fell to the ground. I reached out to pick it up, but the ink spilled all over my hands and sleeves. Misfortunes never come singly.

Angrily wiping the ink on his hands with paper, he asked Yin Yunchi who was picking up a pen for me in a bad tone, "Hello. Where is there water near here? I'm going to wash my sleeves."

Seeing how I was in a hurry, Yin Yunchi smiled lightly, and then she put the brush on the inkstone and said, "If the handwriting is poor, can I just throw things away? Look at you, the ink is spilled out. Really careless."

Her slightly reproachful eyes and tone contained a little bit of the coquettishness of her daughter's family.Such a gentle tone.It really warms the hearts of those who hear it.And forgetting about this person is blaming yourself.If I heard these words from Zifen's mouth, I would definitely say a few words to refute.But the woman in front of me made me unable to refute it.I had no choice but to say blankly, "Well, I'm also confused. I'm sorry to trouble you."

When did I ever apologize to someone like that?And this little thing, who will apologize?I'm so crazy.