[Comprehensive] Xueba, please let me go

After being beaten up and learning a lot of idioms in a high-pressure policy environment, even if he wanted to resist, he was directly suppressed.With injuries all over his body, whether it was physical or psychological, he washed the dishes and slept on the cold hard floor. Although he was full of complaints before going to bed, he never thought of escaping from this shabby room.

After such a toss, the young master of Daoming Temple, who was as strong as a cow, stopped cooking immediately.

As a top student, Yan Sheng maintained an extremely healthy schedule no matter when he was a student or later when he was teaching in a university.Get up at 05:30 in the morning, after washing, usually read a book for about half an hour, and then start the morning run under the sunshine.

Yan Cheng woke up early in the morning. After washing, he saw Daoming Si curled up on the floor sleeping with his eyes closed, so he naturally wanted to wake him up to read.If you want to make a breakthrough in the language level, the amount of reading is very important. Only by reading more can you master more vocabulary, and you can also derive your own understanding of the article through repeated reading.

In the end, after screaming for a long time, the other party still slept like a dead pig. At first, Yan Sheng was thinking in his mind that he wanted Daoming Temple to establish a clear concept of time, and wasting time on sleeping would be a waste of life.

But soon Yan Cheng realized something was wrong, squatted down, stretched out his hand to check the temperature of Daoming Temple, the temperature on his forehead was a bit high, Yan Sheng searched from the memory of the original owner, and found some cold medicine piled up in the corner. A small paper box with a thermometer inside, after being sterilized with alcohol, put it in Daoming Temple's mouth to measure the temperature.

After thinking about it, Yan Cheng finally picked up Daoming Si from the ground and put him on his wooden bed.Yan Sheng, who has a slight obsession with cleanliness, is not very happy when someone touches his personal belongings, especially the bed where he sleeps every day.However, subconsciously, Yan Cheng still didn't regard this shabby room as his home, and he didn't feel that the bed he was temporarily staying on now belonged to him. Thinking about it this way, it's okay to let Daoming Temple lie down for a while.

The most important thing is that yesterday Yan Sheng saw that the money Daoming Feng gave was quite generous, and it was enough for Yan Sheng to find a comfortable place to rent again. Since he received the money, he naturally wanted to do something good.What's more, Yan Cheng knew in his heart that Daoming Si was probably made to sleep on the floor yesterday, even though the quilt was spread, it still had some influence, so he caught a cold, caught a cold and had a fever.

After moving the person to the bed, Yan Cheng covered Daoming Temple with a quilt, and checked the temperature again, it was 38 degrees five, fortunately, the fever was not too high, remembering that when he went through the medicine cabinet just now, he saw medicine to reduce fever, Yan Sheng So I went to cook the porridge first, and made some light side dishes to go with the porridge. After everything was done, I woke up Daoming Temple.

Daoming Si only felt his head was dizzy, as if he had been stabbed, and the pain was severe.At this time, the cold voice that seemed to come from a distance made him tremble even more, and he opened his eyes reflexively, but because of the pain in the cerebral cortex, the eyes were sore, and the eyes that had just opened even floated up. fog.

Yan Cheng looked at Daoming Temple like a puppy, looked at him pitifully, and couldn't help softening his tone of voice, helped him up and sat on the bed, and put a cushion behind him: "What do you think now? Do you have a headache? Is there any other discomfort?"

Daoming Temple looked at Yan Cheng who was like a big iceberg devil one moment, but suddenly changed his style of painting the next moment, being gentle and caring for himself, couldn't help shivering again, feeling his head hurt even more: "My head hurts, and my throat hurts too."

Yan Cheng got the answer, touched Daoming Temple's forehead again, and said, "Get up and get dressed first, brush your teeth and wash your face, after eating breakfast, read a book for a while, and then take medicine. After taking medicine, lie on the bed for a while When you are having lunch, check the situation, if it is serious, go to the hospital to hang water, if it is not serious, continue to take medicine."

When Daoming Temple heard that he was sick, the other party would not let go of the time between eating and taking medicine, and had to read books by himself. Here is purely looking for a feeling of guilt: "I don't read, I have a headache."

When Yan Cheng heard Daoming Si's answer, he blinked his eyes in confusion, thinking that he had indeed encountered other people who were always weak and couldn't read books when they were sick, but those who felt that they were sick and couldn't read people, but they are holding their mobile phones to play games and browse the web, which is also an activity of the eyes and brain. Why can they play with mobile phones but not read books?At least for Yan Sheng himself, even if he is sick, it is a pleasure to be able to read a book quietly by himself for a while.

"You are not allowed to read serious books, but some graphic magazines. Take all the time to read more books, so that you can learn Mandarin well. After passing the language test, other courses can follow."

Daoming Temple was very angry at first, but seeing Yan Cheng who was explaining to himself seriously, thinking of him and helping him plan, he felt that his anger was completely playing the piano against the cow, and the other party didn't understand him at all. Why are you angry.It's as if he and Yan Sheng are completely two-dimensional creatures, and he has no way of understanding the other's life philosophy that a pair of books is a good friend of human beings, life has a limit, and learning has no limit.

The two of them are totally out of communication!

"Whatever you want, just watch it." I don't know if he was angry, but after talking to Yan Cheng for a few words, Daoming Temple felt that the pain in his head that was originally swollen and painful seemed to be less painful.After brushing his teeth and washing his face, when he sat down to eat breakfast, looking at the simple one-bedroom, but not simple breakfast, Daoming Si felt much better again.

No matter how inflexible and stubborn Yan Sheng is, at least his cooking skills are commendable.After breakfast, Daoming Si felt that he was much more energetic. Even Yan Cheng threw a school magazine to him, but he didn't get angry.

Inside the Yingde College, the teachers of the Chinese language group sit in charge, and the students are responsible for taking pictures, writing, and editing the school publications. They basically talk about some special courses of the Yingde College and various activities organized by the students. Such publications should be placed in the usual , Daoming Temple can't even glance at it.

However, looking at the poor place Yan Sheng lives in, one can tell how poor he is. I'm afraid that all the money is used to buy materials and books for after-school tutoring. As for those magazines for leisure and entertainment, there must be none.Anyway, it was just to pass the time, Daoming Temple casually flipped through a few pages, but found something interesting.

An article on the library of Yingde College was signed by Yan Sheng. Daoming Temple looked at it, but it turned out to be frowning. This is a library, and it also uses classical Chinese. It doesn't even understand modern Chinese, let alone Classical Chinese.

Sure enough, it was written by Yan Sheng, ordinary people who have such a writing style and knowledge of classical Chinese.

Yan Cheng asked Daoming Temple to take medicine, scanned this article, and after reading the content at a glance, he also saw his own name.Although it was not written by Yan Cheng, it was written by the original owner of the body.However, if Yan Sheng were to write it himself, such an article would only be a matter of minutes, but he could take the opportunity to educate Daoming Temple well.

"Did you understand the article?"

Daoming Temple noticed Yan Cheng approaching, subconsciously straightened his back, saw the water cup and medicine in the other's hand, took them quickly, and changed the subject with a smile: "How many pills do you want to take?"

He hasn't even figured out the damn idioms, classical Chinese or something, let's forget it!

"Just take one." Yan Cheng waited until Daoming Temple had taken the medicine, before the other party hurriedly got up and said that he was going to lie down on the bed for a while, and said, "When your Mandarin level reaches the level of my article, you It’s almost time to graduate.”

Seeing that Daoming Temple's limbs were stiff and even walked towards the bed with hands and feet, Yan Cheng couldn't help but smile.

But Daoming Si, who was lying in bed, was lamenting and thinking of resisting, but before the effect of the medicine came into play, he never thought of using his power this time to suppress others!

There are some changes that have happened quietly, but are not noticed by people!

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