As Ma Xinghe, director of the Academic Affairs Office, said, Ye Xuan was really called by the school leaders to talk.

However, the person who talked to Ye Xuan was not Wang Changhong, the head of the first grade of high school, nor Ma Xinghe, the director of teaching, but the principal of Huahai No. 1 Middle School.

Xu Minhua.

In the spacious principal's office, Ye Xuan sat generously in front of Xu Minhua.

Xu Minhua has white hair all over his head, and even his eyebrows are a little white, but he is full of energy, he can't even find a trace of wrinkles on his face, and he is wearing a clean and neat Mao suit, and when he sits there, it is hard to believe that this is an old man in his sixties.

"Ye Xuan, tell me about you!" Xu Minhua propped his hands on the desk in front of him and said with a smile.

In fact, since he entered the house, Ye Xuan has been looking at the old man in the house, and I don't know why, Ye Xuan always feels that Xu Minhua can bring him a kind of cordial feeling. It wasn't until Xu Minhua opened his mouth at this time that Ye Xuan understood the reason: immortal qi!

Yes, it's immortal.

Ye Xuan was taken aback, could it be that in this mortal world, there are still hidden immortals?

However, after thinking about it for a while, Ye Xuan also understood that Xu Minhua's immortal aura was not the immortal aura of a god.

Xu Minhua, as a well-known veteran in the literary circle of Xia Kingdom, has written and read countless books throughout his life, and naturally has an elegant atmosphere that belongs to a scholar alone.

In ancient times, there was a saying of the poet immortal wine saint that no matter what kind of industry, if you study in the depths, you will get closer to the avenue, so it is normal for Ye Xuan to feel the immortal aura from Xu Minhua's body.

"Headmaster, what do you want to hear?" Ye Xuan asked.

Of course, Ye Xuan knew what the principal wanted to hear, but it was impossible for him to say it directly.

"Just listen to the group fight you had that night!" Xu Minhua still smiled, as if he didn't realize the wit in his words at all.

If it were someone else, he might have panicked at this time, but Ye Xuan was no one else after all, his face didn't change, and he said with a smile: "Principal, you recognize the wrong person, right?

Xu Minhua said playfully: "A weak student who reads poetry and books, then tell me first, what poetry books have you read?"

Ye Xuan leaned back in his chair, crossed his arms and said, "I've read all the books you've read, principal. ”

"Huh?" Xu Minhua was stunned for a moment, and shook his head with a smile: "I haven't seen such a crazy young man as you for a long time." ”

Ye Xuan corrected: "Principal, this is not crazy, I am just stating the facts. ”

"Also state the facts, then tell me, how do you know what books I have read?" Xu Minhua still had a smile on his face, but Ye Xuan knew that the old principal was already a little angry.

Ye Xuan replied honestly: "I don't know what books you have read. ”

Xu Minhua slapped the table hard: "Then you dare to say that you have read all the books I have read!"

Xu Minhua thought that Ye Xuan would show a panicked look when he slapped the table, but he still underestimated the young man in front of him.

"Headmaster, maybe you didn't understand what I meant. I mean, I've read all the books you've seen in your experience. Ye Xuan continued to say without being shocked.

"Heh! good, good, good, really good!" Xu Minhua stood up angrily by Ye Xuan, walked back and forth in front of the table for a few steps, and then suddenly turned around, stared at Ye Xuan and said, "Since you are so powerful, I don't know if I, a bad old man with a lot of experience, can I ask you some questions?"

Ye Xuan smiled and said, "I don't dare to ask for advice, but if you have any doubts, the principal will be happy to solve your doubts." ”

"I don't know how thick the sky is!"

Xu Minhua snorted coldly, sat down angrily, and directly began to ask Ye Xuan questions.

"Have you ever known the Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon?"

"The Yellow Emperor's Neijing is about the theory of traditional Chinese medicine, and this book starts with Taoist health preservation..."

"Have you ever read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?"

"The Romance of the Three Kingdoms is about the Three Kingdoms period..."

"Picking mulberries?"

""Picking Mulberries" is about the Manchu nobles..."

...

"You must not have read "Xu's Lecture Notes"!" After two hours, Xu Minhua, who had already told all the books he could recall, was still making his final efforts.

Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment: "Xu's Lecture Notes? Isn't that the book you wrote old?" Ye Xuan suddenly remembered the book he saw on the latter's desk when he went to find Zhang Qing a few days ago. At that time, he picked it up and flipped through it, but he didn't expect to be asked by Xu Minhua now, so Ye Xuan found the book from his memories and recited part of it in front of Xu Minhua.

"You" Xu Minhua never thought that Ye Xuan could even memorize the book that he had just published a few days ago, and sat on the chair in a daze, looking at Ye Xuan blankly, speechless for a long time.

Ye Xuan saw that Xu Minhua was staying there, for fear that he would hit the latter, so he couldn't help but comfort him: "Principal Xu, you don't have to be depressed, to be honest, your old knowledge has slightly exceeded my expectations." ”

"It's a little beyond your expectations?" Xu Minhua muttered Ye Xuan's words, and his originally straight waist suddenly fell.

After a long time, Xu Minhua raised his head, his already discolored face rejuvenated, looked at Ye Xuan fixedly, and said excitedly: "I think that Xu Minhua has been immersed in literature for decades, and it is time for me to enter the loess, and I can still meet such an amazing genius." ”

Ye Xuan was uncomfortable when Xu Minhua looked at him, but the excitement on Xu Minhua's face intensified.

Brush!

Xu Minhua suddenly stood up suddenly, strode around in front of Ye Xuan, and bowed straight down:

"Teacher, please bow down to the students!"

"Huh?" Ye Xuan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly went to help Xu Minhua: "Principal, what are you doing!"

Xu Minhua pushed Ye Xuan's hand away, laughed and said, "Why don't I do it, I want to apprentice!"

After that, he insisted on bowing three times.

Ye Xuan looked at Xu Minhua, who was happy, and said with a wry smile: "This... What is this called?"

"Teacher, sit down" After getting up, Xu Minhua asked Ye Xuan to sit down, and then hurried to make tea.

Ye Xuan said embarrassedly: "Headmaster, you don't have to be so polite. ”

"How can this be called polite," Xu Minhua said solemnly: "This is the respect that students should have for teachers." ”

"Also, you can't call me the principal in the future" Xu Minhua held the freshly poured tea in both hands, respectfully handed it to Ye Xuan, and motioned to the latter to drink water: "If you don't mind, call me Minhua in the future." ”

"Poof!" Ye Xuan, who had just picked up the teacup and took a sip, squirted out directly when he heard this sentence.