Huang Yunxi stood there, quietly accepting Yang Zisang's praise for himself. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

He knew that he was inferior to others, so he would be ashamed, but he also knew that what Yang Zisang said was not wrong, so he was very calm.

He calmly accepted Yang Zisang's appreciation, and he was indeed the kind of person Yang Zisang said - he was a supreme person!

So he said, "Thank you Brother Zisang for the compliment...... Good bye! ”

Looking at the back of Huang Yunxi walking past him and then gradually leaving, Yang Zisang was a little relieved and a little disliked.

"Where are you going?"

"Rooftop...... Ask Zhou Yan for breakfast! ”

The voice was gone, and the man was gone.

Yang Zisang looked at the empty aisle, and a smile of unknown meaning tugged at the corner of his mouth.

This is a small western-style building where the kindergarten is located, not high, only three floors, and above the three floors is the rooftop.

Huang Yunxi soon came to the rooftop, it was 6:50 in the morning, and there were only ten minutes left until 7 o'clock.

It's been almost four hours?

Zhou Yan really practiced swords on the rooftop, using a short knife, or a dagger, to practice swords!

The swordsmanship is swift, like lightning, but after this swiftness, it is a piece of softness, like a shy green lotus.

Qinglian swordsmanship?

Between the sword moves and the sword moves, due to the fast speed, there are green lotuses left behind. Maybe it's because Zhou Yan's swordsmanship is not skilled enough, this green lotus always withers before it blooms.

Appear, wither.

Appear, wither.

There is no moment of blooming, and there is no beauty at all.

Because it is not perfect enough, Zhou Yan is unwilling to give up, and he wants to drill the tip of this horn!

He was sweating, his steps were vain, his face was flushed, and he was panting like a cow......

But he just doesn't want to give up, he doesn't want to give up at all!

Huang Yunxi was a little unbearable, but he was a little puzzled:

If hard work can really change talent, where in the world will there be a shortage of talent?

Some things, hard work, just to make people better to despair!

But he couldn't tell Zhou Yan directly.

This bowl of poisonous chicken soup, he is still unwilling to pour it into Zhou Yan.

"Are you tired?" Huang Yunxi finally approached Zhou Yan's side as a kind of carer, "Do you want to order a meal and then take a break?" ”

Zhou Yan had already found out about Huang Yunxi's arrival, but he didn't care, and Huang Yunxi didn't come close.

And now, Huang Yunxi took the initiative to come, which made a difference.

Zhou Yan wanted to salute Huang Yunxi extremely respectfully, but he suddenly found that his feet were weak, and he stumbled and almost fell in front of Huang Yunxi.

Huang Yunxi hurriedly stretched out his hand to support Zhou Yan, and then he smiled.

"Why do you have to throw yourself to the ground every time you see me, it's really ashamed to kill me!"

Huang Yunxi's smile was very warm, and Zhou Yan's stiff body also gained some warmth and softness.

Squeezed out a wry smile, thought about it for a while, and still said: "Senior Huang, I'm a little tired, you can help me go down and rest for a while!" ”

Huang Yunxi hummed softly, and then helped Zhou Yan down from the rooftop.

Senior Huang ...... Am I useless? ”

"Huh? Why? ”