Chapter Seventy-Six: Classmates

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Xue Qing said: "I didn't bother you...", she didn't finish her words, and saw that Le Ting was not holding a flute in his hand.

Le Ting said: "Young Master Xue Qing, it's not a coincidence, I was waiting for you here on purpose." ā€

Deliberately, Xue Qing touched his head and smiled again, and said, "Young Master Leting, you don't need to call me Young Master Xue Qing, I am not a young master, you can call me Xue Qing or Qingzi." ā€

Le Ting smiled and said, "You can still call the young master, I can't, after all, I am a slave." ā€

Oh yes, there is also this matter, Xue Qing said: "Since you are a classmate, you don't care about this." ā€

Le Ting nodded with a smile, looked at her, pointed to the rope still tied around her waist, and said, "I misunderstood you last time, it turns out that you are not skipping school, but studying." ā€

Xue Qing looked down at his rope and hurriedly smiled and untied it.

Leting said: "... I thought you'd be coming in through the main entrance now, but I didn't see you for a few days before I wanted to come here and try it... Why are you still coming from here? It's a bit dangerous. ā€

Xue Qing looked at the wound on his hand, shook it casually, and said, "Because the heavens will descend on the people, I will use this as an encouragement." ā€

Le Ting smiled and said, "So in ancient times, there was a head cantilever beam cone and a thorn stock, and now there is Xue Qing turning over the mountain." ā€

Xue Qing laughed and said, "Yes, yes." ā€

Le Ting said with a smile: "Let's go, Mr. Yan's class is about to start, although Mr. Yan rarely speaks, but he speaks very well." ā€

Xue Qing stepped forward, walked a few steps and stopped, looked back at Le Ting, patted his head and said, "I forgot, what are you looking for me?"

Leting said: "It's okay, say hello.. After all, it's a classmate. ā€

Xue Qing smiled again, raised his hand and said, "Hello classmate." ā€

This reaction and greeting attitude made Le Ting slightly unaccustomed, but he felt a different kind of natural relaxation, so he raised his hand like her and said, "Hello classmate." ā€

Xue Qing continued to raise his hand and said, "Goodbye, classmate." ā€

Leting also raised his hand and said, "Goodbye, classmates." ā€

Xue Qing smiled and turned around and ran away in three steps and two steps, yes, classmate, she also has classmates, well, her classmates are actually not many.

Because of the speed today, there were still many students walking around when they ran down the mountain.

"Misahiro!"

Someone shouted loudly.

This is Chu Minghui, and the title of Sansanlang attracted some students, who beckoned to Xue Qing.

ā€œ... Kemari Society's practice, you remember to come..."

ā€œ.. Don't be lazy..."

Others, on the other hand, looked at each other with a cold eye and a bad look.

ā€œ... Despicable villains who kick people..."

ā€œ... We'll see next time..."

This is naturally the Wuling teenagers, Xue Qing waved his hand at them, and answered, his footsteps kept running, there is no time, hurry up, there is still Mr. Si Brown to talk about after listening here... She simply jumped straight down from the rocks, too lazy to detour the mountain path.

There were two people walking on the mountain road below, and Xue Qing was startled by Xue Qing, who suddenly jumped down, and belched.

"Xue Qing. "One of them.

Xue Qing looked back and saw that there were two sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, one of whom was Pei Yanzi, so he smiled and waved his hand and continued to run forward.

"This is that Xue Qing?" said another young man, looking at Pei Yanzi with a strange expression, "A person like him didn't come to say a word to you?"

Who doesn't want to get acquainted with someone like Pei Yanzi, let alone a person like Xue Qing who is from a humble background and is bent on clinging to others, and has already had the opportunity to get to know each other, so naturally he has to find an opportunity to get acquainted with each other better.

This Xue Qing just smiled and ran away.

Pei Yanzi smiled and said, "People who make poems like racing songs should be like this." There was another pause, "and the person who writes like that." ā€

Companions of the racing song know, what is the word? but...

The companion babbled and said, "Yanzi, are you praising this Xue Qing? This Xue Qing is really going to be lucky." ā€

Pei Yanzi said: "My praise is my business, how he is his business, don't think too much, besides, I say this today, I don't necessarily think like this tomorrow, don't think too much." ā€

The companion laughed and said, "Yes, Yanzi, you are right..."

The two continued to move forward, and the sound of tuk tuk beating sounded in the mountain society, so the students who were running were everywhere, and Xue Qing became inconspicuous in it.

To be precise, this is the third time that this boy has walked in front of the students of social studies, the first time he has been indifferently watched by onlookers, and the second time he has been surrounded by his mother's crying to watch the excitement, this time he has someone to know and greet while walking, some people are jealous and angry, some people nod their heads, the only thing that is not strange is strangeness, as if he has always been here, or that he has integrated here.

Pei Yanzi smiled, and the voice of his companion came from his ears.

ā€œ..... The prefect wants to use your family's garden?"

Pei Yanzi retracted his mind and said, "Grandfather refused." ā€

For the prefect's opening to refuse so easily, only the four of them, no, maybe only Pei's.

The companion said: "No wonder the Shuangyuan of the Liu family began to build a large number of buildings. ā€

Pei Yanzi sighed and said, "Shuangyuan, it's more suitable." ā€

The companion shook the folding fan to his mouth and said in a low voice: "So, that Zong Zhou eunuch is really coming to our Chang'an City?"

Pei Yanzi said: "Who can say for sure this kind of thing? The whereabouts of the great eunuch of the sect are erratic, even if it is said today, no one will know where he is tomorrow. ā€

The companion sighed softly, "I hope he doesn't come..."

Pei Yanzi pointed ahead and said, "Mr. Qingxia is going to class, let's go quickly." ā€

Interrupting his companion's words, the topic was revealed, and the two quickened their pace.

........

Compared with other students, Xue Qing's footsteps are always in a hurry, and Zhang Bao has given up sitting down to talk to him well, usually by shouting.

ā€œ... Xue Qing, do you eat sugar cakes or not... I asked my sister to make one more..."

As these words shouted, Xue Qing's people had already run away, and they only raised their hands and didn't know whether to eat or not.

However, not everyone was unable to stop her footsteps, and when she ran out of the gate of social studies, Xue Qing was stopped by Zhang Liantang and Zhang Shuangtong's brothers.

Zhang Liantang said: "Do you really want to teach yourself?"

Xue Qing smiled: "What's fake about this, a gentleman..."

Zhang Liantang shook the folding fan in front of her eyes and interrupted her: "You are not a gentleman, don't talk about this." ā€

Xue Qing smiled, and sure enough, he didn't say anything more.

Zhang Shuangtong said: "Self-study is interesting, brother, why don't I tell my grandfather that I also study at home." ā€

Zhang Liantang ignored him and frowned: "Are you going home? ā€

Xue Qing glanced at him and leaned over.... Zhang Liantang is a little familiar with this action, when he ate flower wine that day... So what's going to be a secret thing again?

As he thought about it, Xue Qing whispered in his ears.

"I'm not going home, I have my own school. ā€

Own school?