One of the sharp and benevolent teachers

The center of the capital was in chaos. Liu Aotian hit the wrong arena to escape, and when he ran to the center of the city, he fought with Lu Yunfei. When Lu Yunfei threw a dart, he accidentally cut the fixed rope of the archway. The archway fell and hit Fan Datong's team. The scene was chaotic.

Song Wenwen was accidentally involved in the chaos with a bun. Seeing that a child was about to be hit by a falling pillar, Song Wenwen hurried forward to protect the child, but found that his bun was thrown on the ground and was crushed by Fan Datong.

Song Wenwen was so angry that he rushed up to seek Fan Datong's theory, but accidentally slipped and fell on Fan Datong, and Fan Datong slammed into Liuli Xinyue again.

Seeing that the glazed crescent moon was about to shatter, Fan Datong hurriedly fell to the ground to catch it, and was heaving a sigh of relief when Song Wenwen stood up but slipped and fell towards Fan Datong again.

Next to Farce, there is a restaurant named Yipinxiang.

On the second floor of Yipinxiang, there was a young man standing by the window, watching the farce.

The young man was tall and tall, with one hand behind his back and a wine glass in the other, standing at the window looking at the chaotic scene below.

The young man was extremely handsome, his long black hair was fixed with a jade crown, a stray strand of hair mischievously hung down on the right side of his cheek, his sword eyebrows were slightly raised, and his dark and deep eyes were indifferent but fascinating.The bridge of the nose is straight, like hanging gallbladder, the lips are not pointy but red, the skin is like jade, handsome and beautiful.

Dressed in white clothes and flawless, his temperament is cold, like a banished fairy.

When Song Wenwen was about to fall on Fan Datong, the young man moved, his figure swayed, and he came to Song Wenwen's side in an instant, holding Song Wenwen's back collar with one hand, stabilizing his figure.

When Song Wenwen was about to fall to the ground, a force came from behind to help him stabilize his figure.

Song Wenwen breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to thank the man, but was stunned when he turned around, his eyes filled with amazement quickly. 'What a handsome man! '

The young man glanced at Song Wenwen, turned around and wanted to leave without saying anything.

"Hey, wait..." Song Wenwen said hastily.

"What's the matter?" The young man turned around and asked indifferently.

"Well, thank you." Song Wenwen said with some embarrassment: "What's your name?"

Qingqing frowned, he was just helping out, what does this person want to do?

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw that Fan Datong had stood up and looked towards this side. The young man who didn't want to get involved had no choice but to purse his lips and said, "Tang Yixuan."

After finishing speaking, he turned around, raised his legs and left without giving Song Wenwen a chance to speak, and he walked into the crowd in an instant without leaving a trace.

"Tang Yixuan." Song Wenwen read the name lightly, looking at the direction where Tang Yixuan disappeared, a strange light flashed in his eyes, he was the first person who helped him along the way.

"Stinky boy." Fan Datong angrily walked over to Xingshi to ask the crime...

Tang Yixuan didn't know what happened next. After he left, he went back to the other courtyard to rest. What else did he have to do with it?

……Dividing line……

On the second floor of Yipinxiang, Tang Yixuan was sitting by the window, watching the battle below with great interest.

It was rare for him to go out for a stroll today, and he deliberately changed the window, but he still ran into these two people.

Below, Fan Datong and Song Wenwen quarreled. Fan Datong blamed Song Wenwen for regretting the marriage, and laughed at her for being poor and unable to go to Hongwen College.

The two quarreled in the street, and then made a bet on who would be admitted to Hongwen College. The loser would kneel down and apologize. Song Wenwen provoked and left.

Feeling helpless, Tang Yixuan couldn't help but think of what the old man said.

"Stinky boy, if you go down the mountain this time, if you meet two people, help them if you can."

"The two of them, one named Song Wenwen, the other named Fan Datong, especially the one named Fan Datong, he is the key to your return."

"Fan Datong," Tang Yixuan murmured to himself, "Although the old man is incomprehensible, he is good at stargazing. How can this Fan Datong make the old man think so highly of him? Why is he the key to my return?" ?”

Frowning, Tang Yixuan looked down at Fan Datong.

At this time, Wu Tianbao was worried that Fan Datong would not pass the exam after studying hard, but Fan Datong said that he would enter the academy with the martial arts exam.

"Hongwen College?" Tang Yixuan frowned, "Then go in and have a look, anyway, it's so boring!"

Glancing at Fan Datong again, he got up and left.

...I am the dividing line of time...

"Hmm, I seem to be late!" Riding his horse on the official road, Tang Yixuan quickly headed towards Hongwen Academy.

Tang Yixuan was a little distressed. He had already signed up at Hongwen College, but after he finished his registration, a rice shop under his name was attacked maliciously, so he had to rush over to deal with it. In the meantime, he missed the entrance examination of Hongwen College.

"It seems that we have to make up the exam!" Sighing helplessly, Tang Yixuan accelerated his speed again...

"Let me in, hey, open the door! I want to take the test, I want to take the test!"

Tang Yixuan had just arrived at Hongwen College when he saw Fan Datong lying on the gate of Hongwen College, knocking on the door and shouting.

"This is it?" Tang Yixuan was a little stunned, and after thinking for a while, suddenly realized.

"Could he be late too?" Tang Yixuan thought, looking at Fan Da again, there was a feeling of sympathy in his eyes.

However, "It seems that I have to use another method to enter the academy!"

Tang Yixuan looked at the gate of Hongwen College, with a flash of determination in his eyes, turned around, and rode away.

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The author has something to say: If the writing is not good, please forgive me~