There is a high-end college in Lin'an Province called Chunshan Temple. In addition to the students who are not rich or expensive, there are also some children from poor families who come to study, most of them are excellent academically, and if they can be admitted here, they will also be free of tuition. The children of wealthy families are different, they don't need exams, they just need to pay high tuition.

Most of these children are sixteen, seventeen, eighteen or nineteen years old. It can be said that it is in the prime of youth.

There are strong teachers in it, some specialize in teaching poetry, some specialize in teaching literature and history, and some teach mathematics and unreasonableness. Of course, that's not what it was called then. It should be counted.

The college is built at the foot of the mountain of Linyin Temple, and the scenery of the mountains and rivers is very good. The college supports residential and daily commuting between the college and the home.

The students who live in Lin'an Mansion generally go home to live, only outsiders, and you have to live on campus like students from surrounding counties and towns.

During the class, the college also manages a lunch, which is very hearty.

The college is divided into 10 classes, with 20 students in each class.

Today, it is the sun shining, reflecting the name of the courtyard of this spring mountain, which complements each other. The sun shines on the spring mountain, and the students turn to the books. At this time, the gentleman of the first class brought in a new student and introduced it to everyone.

"For you, today I'm going to introduce you to a new classmate. His surname is Liu, and his name is Yingming. We welcome. ”

After Mr. finished speaking, the students below got up one after another and gestured to the new classmates. Then sit down again.

This new classmate has delicate eyebrows and a delicate face, but he has a bit of feminine charm. The people sitting below were all boys, and in ancient times girls were not allowed to go to school.

These boys watched the newcomer Liu Yingming do it in his place.

This classmate also brought two scholars, who were staying in the gatehouse at this time.

The gentleman was an old man, with a gray beard and a kind face. He first briefly inquired about Liu Yingming's homework, which was a simple exam.

To the surprise of the old gentleman, this new classmate did his homework very well, and he showed a smile. It's time to start lecturing. Today is the recitation of Tang poems.

And these poems, the newcomer Liu Yingming have memorized them, and he followed them perfunctorily, but a pair of bright, juicy big eyes looked around, and he looked at others without looking at others, but as a classmate.

At this time, they were shaking their heads and reciting Li Bai's poem with the old gentleman: Between the white emperor and the colorful clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day, the apes on both sides of the strait can't stop crying, and the light boat has passed the ten thousand mountains.

Liu Yingming couldn't help but laugh when he saw these people being very pedantic.

It was a silver bell-like laugh.

The class immediately stopped reciting and all eyes looked at it, including the old gentleman's.

The old gentleman asked if Liu Yingming was laughing at him.

Liu Yingming had no choice but to stand up timidly and nodded, but the corners of his mouth were still smiling.

The old gentleman asked him why he was laughing.

He deliberately lowered his voice and said, "Back to Mr.'s words, the student suddenly felt an itch in his back, so he laughed, and asked Mr. to punish him." ”

This Liu Yingming's voice is immature but also loud, better like the voice of a boy about ten years old.

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole class burst into laughter.

The old gentleman coughed a few times, and the laughter immediately stopped.

"Liu Yingming, remember, this is a school, and laughter is not allowed during class time." The old gentleman warned.

"Sir, do students know that they can't talk, eat, or drink in class, but they are not even allowed to laugh?" Liu Yingming asked.

"None of this is allowed." The old gentleman shook his head and said.

"Sir, the student thinks that smiling is out of the way." Liu Yingming said.

"What?" The old gentleman was a little angry.

At this time, the students burst into laughter again.

The old gentleman had to cough a few more times. The students became quiet again.

"Liu Yingming, remember, you can't laugh in class." The old gentleman said righteously.

"But, the classmates laughed just now, huh? And it's loud! Liu Yingming said.

This time, the old gentleman was completely speechless, and the students below were all covering their mouths, and they could only snicker and dare not make a sound.

Liu Yingming looked at the old gentleman with an innocent face, waiting for him to speak and let him sit down.

After a while, the old gentleman said, "All right, you can sit down." ”

"That means you can laugh later?" Liu Yingming asked again.

The old gentleman shook his head and said, "The old man has said it, no. ”

Liu Yingming stuck out his tongue and sat down.

After that, I memorized a few more poems and left the class. As soon as class ended, several classmates gathered around. They greeted Li Yingming one after another and reported their names.

Liu Yingming also returned the salute one by one.

Then these people began to check the household registration and asked Liu Yingming how old he was, where he lived, and what he liked to play. Liu Yingming also took the trouble to answer them one by one. But the big eyes scanned back and forth in the crowd.

He couldn't remember the names for a while, but he remembered the first guy who greeted him, a guy who was not tall, with a fair face, always squinting his little eyes, and smiling. His name is Wang Shiren.

After everyone finished greetings, Wang Shiren pulled Liu Yingming and ran outside the classroom regardless of it, and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see the garden of our college, it's fun there." ”

Liu Yingming didn't seem to be ready, and was very passively pulled by Wang Shiren to run, with some horror on his face.

Just a few steps out of the classroom, he was stopped by a little scholar.

The scholar pointed at Wang Shiren and shouted, "Hey, why are you pulling my daughter...... My family? "His voice was a little crisp, and he didn't look very old.

Wang Shiren was stunned when he heard this, looked at Liu Yingming, and then looked at the little scholar, and asked, "What did you just say about women?" ”

The little scholar was immediately panicked by the question, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

At this time, Liu Yingming hurriedly explained: "Oh, Brother Wang, it's like this, the younger brother's name is Lu Lang. And I told him not to call me by my name here. Maybe he just forgot about it for a while. ”

"Yes, yes, yes." The little scholar hurriedly followed.

Wang Shiren nodded and said, "I see." Lu Lang, Lu Lang, why is it called this name? ”

"Oh, this one, it's just my father's random call, and it doesn't mean anything special." Liu Yingming seemed a little perfunctory.

"Okay, Brother Liu, come with me quickly." Wang Shiren wanted to pull Liu Yingming's hand again, but was stopped by the little scholar.

"Why do you have to hold hands?"

"Hehe, doesn't the handle seem close?" Wang Shiren said with a smile.

"What is close or not, you scholars must know etiquette." The little scholar is unrelenting.

"Hey, why do you talk so much about this little scholar?" Wang Shiren asked.