Chapter 0115

Seeing that Li Bai's figure finally disappeared at the end of Vermilion Bird Street, Yang Jian's mood couldn't calm down for a long time.

He didn't know if they would be able to meet again after this parting, but he knew that it was the luck of the lucky to see him in this life.

Li Bai left in such a hurry that he didn't even have time to say goodbye to a few of his friends, leaving only a few letters to Yang Jian to give them.

However, he will come to Chang'an again, right? If he is not mistaken, Li Bai should have come to Chang'an more than once, and he will come again in ten years.

He told himself that if he was fated, he would meet again one day.

It's just that what will he look like in ten years? And what will you be like?

Yang Jian didn't dare to think about it.

It's just that he regrets that Li Bai suddenly gave up the opportunity that is about to come, but he is relieved that he repented of his wife's feelings.

After all, people live for themselves, no matter regret or consummation, the past cannot be traced, only the future can be serious.

Then I wish you all the best.

Maybe the meeting was too magical, or maybe the parting was too hasty, and even when he met Li Xiang in the Thirteenth School Park the next day, he saw that Yang Jian was not guarding.

"Sir, do you have any concern?"

Li Xiang looked at the little gentleman who was shivering in the cold wind, he felt strange, in such a cold winter, the little gentleman seemed to have been wearing very little, and he seemed to prefer to shiver from the cold than add an extra cotton coat.

"Well, sort of."

Yang Jian glanced at Li Xiang, who entered the school park with him, and smiled faintly.

It was really cold this morning, but as a person from the south, he couldn't stand the fat of the rice dumplings wrapped in the winter.

He wanted grace more than temperature.

"Sort of?"

Li Xiang frowned slightly.

Mr. Xiao, is this a perfunctory king?

"Well, a good friend of mine left Chang'an yesterday."

Yang Jian looked at the sky in the distance, and there was an irrepressible sadness in his voice.

"A very important friend?"

Li Xiang felt strange, how old was Mr. Is it so emotional about the parting of the world?

"yes, I don't want it."

Yang Jian let out a long sigh again.

"All the partings in the world are for a better reunion in the future, little sir, we should look forward."

Li Xiang looked at the little gentleman with a gloomy expression and tried to comfort him.

"Well, that's all there is to it∫ let's go in quickly, or you'll be late."

After Yang Jian finished speaking, he tried to boost his emotions and reminded Li Xiang beside him.

Today is his arithmetic class again.

As a scumbag in his previous life, Yang Jian decided to be a good gentleman in this life.

Not late.

Don't leave early.

Prepare carefully and be kind to you.

However, when everyone saw Yang Jian put a large bag of things on the desk, it quickly attracted everyone's attention.

The princes and princesses in the classroom immediately whispered.

When he was on the road just now, Li Xiang asked Mr. Xiao, but Mr. Xiao smiled and did not answer.

He knew that he wanted to keep it secretive, and since Mr. Xiao became a professor of arithmetic, he had come up with some strange things from time to time, which he called "teaching aids".

Strange to say, since the little gentlemen used these teaching aids, some arithmetic problems that were difficult for them to understand before have become intuitive and easy to understand.

"Everyone, please be quiet!"

Yang Jian stood on the podium, looking like a man.

When the princes and princesses in the classroom heard this, they immediately quieted down.

In the past few days, in the face of Yang Jian's strange and unpredictable teaching methods and knowledge transmission, these princes and princesses who were still scornful of Yang Jian at the beginning have also become convinced of the little gentleman in front of them.

His teaching methods are lively and lively, the classroom interactive atmosphere is good, compared with the old-fashioned and serious old gentleman, Mr. Xiao is much cuter, and the most important thing is that Mr. Xiao's ability is also much stronger, especially the mathematical algorithms, formulas, and operation rules he taught everyone, which is even more incredible.

It's just that I don't know what kind of surprise Mr. Xiao will bring to you today.

Everyone began to straighten their necks, waiting for the little gentleman to uncover the mystery.

"Guess what, what is this?"

Yang Jian put a small wooden box brought in the morning on the desk, then opened it, took out something from it, put it in his hand, and showed it to the students in the audience.

"Balls?"

Li Mao was the first to speak, the thing in the little gentleman's hand was very similar to the beads that his father gave him to the envoys of the small countries in the Western Regions, but there were more beads in the gentleman's hand.

“。”

Yang Jian stretched out his middle finger and made a negative gesture.

After a few days of getting acquainted with each other, everyone understands the strange meaning of "" in the mouth of this little gentleman.

It's no wonder that I'm used to it.

"I know, it's a string of agate beads."

The youngest princess Xianyi suddenly stood up from the futon in excitement.

“！”

Yang Jian's two fat white fingers still made a negative gesture.

"What's that, little sir?"

Princess Shangxian was a little overwhelmed.

"Hehe, I knew you dolls didn't know!"

Yang Jian laughed proudly after speaking.

In the classroom, Li Cong and Li Yan rolled their eyes a few times, and when they saw Yang Jian's proud and proud arrogant appearance, they couldn't wait to rush to the stage and beat him hard before they were relieved.

This kid is covered with pride and sting.

"I hate it, let's talk about it, little sir!"

Princess Xianyi urged.

"Well, sir, I'll tell you, this is called, abacus."

Yang Jian looked at the gadgets he was carrying in his hand, beaming.

This is a great treasure, Yang Jian has always believed that the invention of the abacus is much more important and meaningful than the four ancient inventions.

Although it is also an ancient invention, in the Tang Dynasty where he is now, the abacus has not yet been invented, so it is no wonder that these princes and princesses can't see it.

However, fortunately, there is Daddy Qin, his pair of hands that make musical instruments, under Yang Jian's soft grinding and hard bubbles, have grinded out an abacus for him.

It's just that it takes a lot of time to polish the wooden beads one by one and then frame them into the abacus, but it is precisely because of the difficulty that it also stimulates Daddy Qin's nature of not admitting defeat.

Finally, seeing the appearance of the finished product, Yang Jian couldn't help but give a thumbs up.

By the way, he also gave Daddy Qin 1,300 yuan, of course Daddy Qin didn't accept anything at first, how could a few broken abacus be worth so much money?

However, Yang Jian insisted again and again, and said that this was entrusted by others, and the buyer had already paid for his own production, so Father Qin was willing to accept it.

Looking at the copper coins piled up like a small mountain, Father Qin's white eyebrows and white beard flew up with laughter, and he said that Yang Jian must remember to leave it to him if he still has such a money-making job in the future.

An old money fan.

Thinking of the chrysanthemum lines on Daddy Qin's face when he took the goods to pay for last night, Yang Jian couldn't help but smile.

Of course, he also knew that Father Qin might not have seen so much money in his life.

If you were yourself, you would definitely be so excited that you would fly.

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