In early summer, Chang'an City was already a little stuffy, especially at noon, there were fewer pedestrians on the street, and the guys in the shops were also a little lazy and leaning on the door to chat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

A figure on the street ran quickly, his arms slightly open, his toes touching the ground, and he ran as light as a swallow.

“... Boy, I'm skipping school today...", the fish-selling woman who was sitting by the door and combing her hair in her spare time laughed and shouted.

Xue Qing waved at her.

"No, it's something else, I've taken leave for my husband," she said, and her footsteps didn't stop.

The woman who sold the fish smiled and watched her go away.

“... Sir is still really good at talking. She said.

At this time, the mountains are full of green in Liudaoquan Mountain, which is refreshing, and the students and gentlemen are resting at noon, and the mountains and forests are quiet, only the birds are singing and the spring water in the mountains is dingdong.

A sneeze shattered the silence.

“.... This kind of hell place is cold in the summer.." Mr. Si Brown rubbed his nose, wrapped the greasy robe on his body tightly, shrunk his shoulders and walked towards the Yamashita School with his hands folded.

“... What kind of student, saying that if you don't go to class, you won't go to class, and you are still arrogant, it's really unreasonable. ”

He muttered as he came to the back of a house.

In order to welcome the arrival of Mr. Qingxia, Chang'an City has renovated social studies, which not only has a spacious school, but also a school building for students to live and rest.

Mr. Si Brown came to the school house at this time, and he tiptoed to look in, there were eleven or twelve year old students in this school room, and he did not sleep at this time, or laugh or play, so he walked forward until the third room.

This school building is much quieter than before, there are not many people in the room, and the fifteen or sixteen-year-old students are lying down to rest, and at their age, the examination period is approaching, and the school is getting heavier and heavier.

Mr. Four Brown walked in the door, quietly patrolling the desk in the room, which was supposed to be a dormitory student, piled up with books, Mr. Four Brown quickly found what he wanted, pulled out different books from different tables, stuffed his arms full and walked out.

"Who..."

A student woke up in a daze and asked when he saw his back.

"Sweeper...", the back head didn't reply, "... Don't litter in the future..."

The student was busy oh

Not all of them are sleeping.

A child on the mountainside stroked a rock and laid a straw mat.

"Sir, sit here. He said respectfully.

Standing in front of him and looking down at the mountain, Mr. Qingxia turned his head and sighed, and sat down according to his words, still looking at the mountains and forests below.

Although it is not as lively as the early morning and evening, there are still occasional people walking through the mountains and forests, including young students, teachers of social studies, and officials in the palace of the government who come to play in the cold........ Not letting idle people wait into the mountain was not Mr. Qingxia's request, and he didn't pay attention to it.

Suddenly, his eyes widened and narrowed.

"Moon Child. He said, "That man..."

The little boy hummed and stepped forward.

"What's the matter, sir?" he asked, following him down.

There were three young students walking by in the mountains and forests, and two other people dressed as black-robed officials, followed by an old servant with a rickety figure, and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye.

"The man looked familiar. Mr. Qingxia muttered, "It's like..."

He stopped at this point, and shook his head as if he was amused.

"But how did he come here...."

The boy was confused.

"Sir, who?" he asked curiously.

Mr. Qingxia smiled and got up without speaking.

"It's almost class, let's go. He said.

The boy hurriedly followed with a grass mat, and as soon as the two of them reached the bottom of the mountain, they heard a commotion in the school house over there.

“... I've lost my book..."

“... Mine is also lost..."

How could the book be lost?

Mr. Qingxia frowned, there was already a handyman from social studies who heard the news and came to ask.

“... What I lost was the Spring and Autumn Eight Volumes.."

“... Mine is also Spring and Autumn, but it's ten volumes..."

Books are very expensive, but Liudaoquanshan Social Studies has specially provided books for poor students for free, so everyone has them.

"Stealing books like this..."Mr. Qingxia frowned, "It's really insulting." ”

The boy nodded in agreement, and the commotion continued.

“... I lost it too..."

“.. How many volumes did you lose in the spring and autumn?"

“... Uh, what I lost is not Spring and Autumn, but Spring Boudoir..."

Spring boudoir Daquan is the latest circulating erotic album.

“... I stole my grandfather's money, it's precious... I'm going to die now..."

The strange laughter is noisy and noisy, and absurd and ridiculous things always happen in the school of young people, which is also a kind of youthful wantonness.

At this time, there were seventeen or eighteen young people gathered in the open space by the soap canal in the west of Chang'an City, all of them were red shirts and black trousers, with high hair and fat figures, but no matter whether they were thin or fat, they all looked powerful and dexterous.

The green grass by the river, the willows flying, the reflection of these teenagers is particularly eye-catching, attracting the attention of the women strolling by the river, but these women either with a fence or a girl and a servant woman are clustered, and can not unscrupulously come to watch these teenagers, can only quietly and secretly take a few looks, want to go and reluctant to go, close and dare not.

The dozen or so teenagers didn't look at the women, and everyone's eyes were on the little boy standing in front of them.

The little boy wore a long gown, his belt was loose, and his clothes seemed to be covering his body, but he looked more and more thin.

Compared with the beautiful girl, this little boy really didn't have the slightest look, but everyone's eyes didn't look away at all.

Xue Qing's gaze was also very focused, sweeping over the teenagers in front of him one by one, his eyes were shining.

Wearing such tight-fitting clothes, the teenagers look unique, not bad, pleasing to the eye.

But the teenagers were clearly not as happy as she was.

"Liantang, the newcomer you are talking about, can't it be this little man?" one of the teenagers pointed at Xue Qing and looked at Zhang Liantang and said.

Shorty?

Xue Qing glanced at the young man beside him, and he seemed to be a head shorter than them.

"Don't look at it, this kid is very powerful. Zhang Shuangtong smiled, with a bit of meaning.

Xue Qing didn't recognize him, but recognized Zhang Liantang beside him, Zhang Liantang was also dressed in a short shirt and pants today, and it looked different from wearing clothes....uh, it was different from wearing a long shirt.

Xue Qing squinted at him, and Zhang Liantang stepped closer and raised his hand to wrap her shoulder.

"Yes, he's not big, he's a good kicker. He laughs.

Boys always love to move their hands and feet, which is not good....... Xue Qing smiled at the teenagers.

The teenagers looked at Xue Qing, and the little boy who was held by Zhang Liantang looked even smaller, and seemed to be snuggling in front of Zhang Liantang.... Looks weird?

This is not the point, a teenager with a little suspicion and a little expectation.

"Where did you play Kemari before, with whom???," he asked.

Well... I only understood the first sentence.

"I used to play in my hometown, well, after I came here, I played with the neighbors in the old Ximen alley. Xue Qing replied.

Guo Zi'an, who was standing behind the person, almost sprayed.

Old Ximen Alley, neighborhood, this kid is really shameless, you just say that you can't play with five or six-year-old dolls at home.