At four o'clock in the morning, Zhu Biao was woken up by the sound of music on the campus radio, he lay flat in a daze for a while, the scene in front of him changed from blurry to clear, and finally remembered that he was not in Xu's house, but had already lived in the Academy of National Arts...... Staff dormitories.

The moment he thought of this, Zhu Biao sat up and went from half-asleep to very awake.

He remembered the surprised expressions of the Xu family's father and son when they said goodbye, Xu Tianshou was worried that his identity was not good to ask, but the twins asked unceremoniously for a long time, and when he heard him talk about "Guoshu Academy" and "Four Princes", Guo Dalu, who was originally about to move, stopped instantly, silently playing the role of a big dog who was tragically abandoned.

This group of people really has a secret, Zhu Biao looked at their father, son, uncle and nephew desperately glancing, and he also had a lot of feelings in his heart. In any case, he was grateful for the help provided by the Xu family when he first arrived in the capital, and he was also grateful for Guo Dalu's friendship, but he was always an outsider, they couldn't trust him, and he didn't dare to bear their trust, and the invisible estrangement between them made both sides uncomfortable.

So it was best for him to leave alone.

Zhu Biao quickly washed up in three minutes, changed his clothes in ten seconds, stood by the door and looked back after putting on his shoes and socks, found no omission, and pulled the door with a "bang".

This is an independent small villa, yes, that's right, it is a villa, with two floors, more than 300 square meters, and a courtyard equal to the living room area in front, which belongs to the welfare housing of employees above the director level of the National Academy of Arts.

Although he has been living in for three days, Zhu Biao still lacks a sense of reality, he stands in front of the courtyard gate and looks back, and sees the pink walls and tiles, and the courtyard is deep.

"Tsk," he smacked his lips twice in a very petty manner, calculating that it was too late, and then he turned around and ran away happily.

The first rays of dawn fell behind him, on the barren overgrown yard, on a dirty, round pebble that was obscured by dirt and dust.

Zhu Biao ran towards the rising sun, he ran out of the rows of villas happily, there are small bridges and flowing water along the way, Suzhu Xiaoxiao, a hundred-meter-high wooden water turning overturn as a landmark building towering in the distance, how to look like the Jiangnan water town in the earth era, not the campus of the Ming Academy of Guoshu.

He saw the endless walls outside the campus, thinking that the Guoshu Academy was very big, and after he was fortunate enough to live in, he found out that the truth was that the Guoshu Academy was very, very super invincible!

After running for ten minutes, Zhu Biao finally ran out of the scope of the magic department, of course, he didn't meet other fellow travelers along the way, because he was the only one in the magic department from top to bottom, from faculty members to freshmen.

Bypassing the dividing wall along the lotus pond and entering the central park, the number of people immediately becomes more numerous. Zhu Biao first saw a group of Tai Chi students wearing white silk kung fu uniforms, and then met the sword department with a knife on their backs and the kendo students with swords on their shoulders. They are followed by a few young men dressed in short clothes, look at the big hands with protruding bones to know that they are learning boxing, it is said that boxing kung fu and foot kung fu each department is divided into more than 90 classes, what heart boxing, Wing Chun boxing, Bagua boxing, Tan legs, ground door, natural door, experts can distinguish at a glance by looking at the hands and feet.

Zhu Biao ran slower and slower, but the flow of people gathered from all directions became more and more, and the crowd poured into the square of the central park in a noisy manner, and under the flag-raising platform, they were automatically divided according to various departments and classes, and arranged into squares in an orderly manner, ready to start the morning exercise of smelling chickens and dancing in the new day.

The so-called Guoshu Academy, also known as the Martial Arts Academy.

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Wake up at four o'clock in the morning every day, and practice collectively at half past four, this is the rule set by the old dean of the National Academy of Arts, and the new dean has been in office for three days, and there seems to be no image to change at present.

The music played on the radio was just the sounds of nature, the gentle sound of the wind, the lingering sound of rain, and the crisp sound of running water, which was intended to help students clear their minds and bodies, concentrate more easily, and not interfere with their practice of different martial arts.

Therefore, when Zhu Di and a group of administrators stood on the flag-raising platform and looked down, they felt that although the various departments were full of tricks, they were still harmonious and consistent in the square, except for a certain department, there was nothing particularly abrupt and incompatible with the overall atmosphere.

The only discordant department is naturally the magic department that the new dean Qiangang insisted on establishing, and the officials in charge of the practice did not dare to peek at the four princes with their eyes, but they could laugh at it in their hearts.

The square is very large, and the average area is divided according to the departments, and the left side of the magic department is the Shaolin department, and I saw a group of small bald heads looking to the right frequently with complicated faces, and there was only a small boy in the huge open space on the right that was comparable to a football field...... Broadcast gymnastics.

He acted in a standardized manner, tried his best to be as standard as possible, and while doing it, he thought about a question that had plagued him for three days - why did he feel that the four princes were looking at him every time he looked up?

Is he too self-inflicted? Zhu Biao glanced at the flag-raising platform with his head raised, because the distance was too far, and the people on it were as small as ants, he could only see the four princes standing in front of the crowd, it was an ant wearing an apricot yellow robe of the same color as the Ming flag, his face seemed to be facing this side, and his facial features couldn't be seen at all.

But he just knew that the four princes were looking at him, and he could ignore the gazes of many people, only Zhu Di's gaze licked his cheeks like a small flame, so that he couldn't help but hide, and when he couldn't hide, the hairs on his body exploded.

Zhu Biao sighed, stopped what he was doing and didn't remember the first few gymnastics, looked at the flag-raising platform, and waved his hand generously to the four princes.

Officials on the stage: "......"

Zhu Di smiled slightly, he was not only wearing an apricot yellow robe today, but also wearing a crown of wings on his head, different from the cold and resolute people who usually wore military uniforms, the temperament of the four princes wearing national uniforms was much softer, and the appearance of such a smile in his eyes was almost gentle.

Therefore, I shocked a bunch of jaws from others.

Xing Yiwei came to the stage at this moment, this brocade-clothed guard Baihu had bad luck on his back recently, and a bright flying fish suit seemed to have become dull, his left hand was clenched into a fist, and his right hand was anxiously holding the copper handle of the embroidered spring knife, bowing down and penetrating in and out of the crowd, and there was no sound under his feet.

"Your Highness," he whispered behind Zhu Di's ear, "the origin of the assassin has been found." ”