The cool spring is gradually gone, the slightly scorching sun, and the scattered and piercing sound of golden cicadas are telling everyone that summer is coming, the cherry trees in the cherry pond are covered with the fruit of the red lingling, and the sunlight stirred up by the pond water looks very good on the red cherries, so that the students passing by will unconsciously swallow their saliva, if it were not for the academy not allowed to pick, the cherry trees would have been flying wildly.

When the summer breeze blows, the cherry trees sway gently, and a few ripe cherries fall and fall into the pond. The newly grown fish in the pond were in a commotion, and they reacted quickly and quickly rushed over, and as soon as their tails were pressed, they poked their heads out and touched the cherries, and found that they could not eat them, so they went down again, and continued to swim idly in the water.

Yang Yi sat in the rain pavilion of the academy, lying on his back and leaning on the beams, gently waved the book in his hand, and shook the butterfly that was circling beside him, yawning, sleepy.

There was no class this afternoon, and Dean Qiu took the masters to the Baishan Temple in the capital to discuss the study, and the students did their own things, but they couldn't leave the academy.

Li Yan and Wang Fei disappeared the two comic duos, and it is estimated that they peeked at Widow Liu taking a bath by the side wall of the academy, although Widow Liu looked like a hamster who had become a fine pig, but the two of them still enjoyed it, this may be the only hobby they have in common, and they will not come back before sunset according to the custom.

Yang Yi took the book into his arms, leaned his whole body on the pillar, relieved the saliva in his mouth, closed his eyes and prepared for a comfortable afternoon sleep.

On the other side of the cherry blossom pond, there was a group of students who seemed to be discussing something.

"Chu Dongsheng, we are all classmates, the so-called classmates are like relatives, relatives are in difficulty, and it is what you should do to help each other." The one who spoke was a noble student, named Zhu Shiyuan, the son of the Earl's Mansion in Anxian County, who was older and arrogant, and had a group of fox friends in the academy, and he bullied a poor student like Chu Dongsheng on weekdays.

In Guozi Studies, the poor students are a very weak group of people, there are not many people, and they have no power and power, even if they tell the master and the dean after being bullied, at most they will punish the children of the noble family with dozens of boards and rulers, or dozens of academic theories, but they will force themselves to a dead end, so many times the poor students choose to forbear.

Chu Dongsheng didn't speak, just stood there with his head down and didn't move, his face was defeated, a little angry, but more afraid.

Zhu Shiyuan saw that Chu Dongsheng ignored him, and said with some annoyance: "Is it too windy and blowing away what I said?" ”

"No... No. Chu Dongsheng took a step back: "But... That... It's a dog hole,"

A student behind Zhu Shiyuan said ruthlessly: "Didn't you just ask you to go in and pick up the juju?" With such a shirk, is it possible to look down on us and so on? ”

"No... No.. No! Chu Dongsheng waved his hand vigorously.

Zhu Shiyuan looked at the dog hole a few feet wide and black and bottomless, Keju fell into the hole, because the hole was narrow and there was a small bend inside, there was no way to get Keju out from the outside, and said impatiently: "Do you choose to go in and pick it up yourself, or will we stuff you in and pick it up." ”

Chu Dongsheng's eyes were red, tears were almost coming out of his eyes, on weekdays, Zhu Shiyuan and others often bullied themselves, asking themselves to run errands and do chores, and they had nothing to shirk, it was not easy for a poor student to come to Guozi to study, if he lost his studies because he offended the powerful, it would be a disaster for him, and it was also a disaster for the parents of the old farmers at home.

What has gold under the knees, what would rather be humiliated, that is what only a saint can do, an ordinary student, you just die standing up, it is estimated that no one will take a second look.

But drilling a dog hole is unacceptable to a literati student no matter what, if he gets into it, then his dignity will be completely lost, and he will also live in inferiority in this life.

The student behind Zhu Shiyuan saw that Chu Dongsheng was still standing, stepped forward and patted his head and scolded: "You really can't understand people, do you?" ”

Chu Dongsheng closed his eyes, ready to accept a beating that hurt him for several days, but he couldn't drill the dog hole anyway, and he didn't know what he would do if the other party pressed him in, the masters were not there, and it was pointless to shout.

Just when he was already in despair, suddenly everyone's eyes were raised, and they saw a figure approaching.

The wooden bucket that the man was carrying was full of water, and the weight of dozens of catties pressed the man to the waist and walked obliquely step by step, and the water in the bucket was swung from side to side, and a slight leakage was spilled, forming a long trail of water.

The man walked in, ignored the crowd, and carried the bucket through the crowd with some difficulty, and went straight to the dog hole, holding the bucket handle with his left hand, and the bottom of the barrel with his right hand.

In the surprised and unaware eyes of everyone, in the water-filled dog hole, the vine-wrapped pig urine bubble Juju floated lightly.

Everyone was stunned, and with a gentle bow with his right foot, he reached everyone's feet.

Everyone knows this person, isn't it Yang Yi who has been in the academy for more than a month, but doesn't talk much?

Yang Yi sighed, secretly sighing that this group of students is also dead-brained, the story of "crows drink water" in the previous life was clearly drawn in the cartoon book that the children watched, although one is to use stones to squeeze the water up, and the other is to use the buoyancy of the water to pour the ball out, but the principle is the same, just a little common sense in life.

Everyone's Yangguan involuntarily followed Juju and slowly rolled to Zhu Shiyuan's feet, touched Zhu Shiyuan's ankle and stopped.

Yang Yi didn't even look at Zhu Shiyuan, picked up the bucket in one hand and walked up to Chu Dongsheng and said, "Let's go, what else to watch, do you still want to play football with them?" ”

Yang Yi's behavior seems to touch Zhu Shiyuan's majesty, it is inevitable that young people will have a good face, and it is tempting to feel that there are people who do what they say, and with this feeling, they will hate others to challenge themselves.

Since coming to the academy, Yang Yi has been very low-key, saying less and doing less, because Li Yan and Wang Fei will always surround Yang Yi strangely all day long, and everyone thinks they know each other, so although no one knows Yang Yi's identity, no one wants to provoke those two headless guys.

At this time, Yang Yi's actions embarrassed Zhu Shiyuan, looked at Yang Yi coldly, and said, "Is this nosy?" A bunch of minions behind him were already gearing up and eager to try.

"Kemari... It's already for you. Chu Dongsheng said slightly, he knew that Zhu Shiyuan was really angry.

"I didn't ask you!" Zhu Shiyuan raised his finger and pointed at Chu Dongsheng to signal him to shut up, but his eyes were staring at Yang Yi deadly.

Chu Dongsheng wanted to explain again, although he knew that it was very pale, but now in this tense atmosphere, everyone knew what was going to happen, and the air seemed to be about to freeze.

Yang Yi ignored Zhu Shiyuan's nonsense, raised his hand and patted Chu Dongsheng's shoulder gently, signaling him not to be nervous, but his eyes turned around twice, and secretly counted the number of noble children in this group, and analyzed the form before fighting, which must be done.

Reasoning with a bunch of fools is no different from being fools.

For this kind of thing of campus fighting, it is not an exaggeration to describe Yang Yi as familiar, in his previous life, he was a rat in the eyes of a teacher, he was not tall but he was always a little ruffian sitting in the last row, and fights would definitely be commonplace.

The group of young young noble children in front of him pretended to be fierce and vicious, in Yang Yi's opinion, it was simply the kind of trick that didn't need to give a box lunch for fifty yuan a day, if he wanted to run, he could throw out a few of them with one turn. As the nominal leader, Zhu Shiyuan stood at the front and forcibly pretended to be forced, his face was wide open and defenseless, this was looking for death, and he could be knocked out instantly with a flirtatious leg, and regret it for life.

The one who strikes first may not necessarily win, but the one who strikes later will definitely suffer, this truth has been summarized very clearly in Yang Yi's countless fights, this is the truth.

Yang Yi's hand behind him slowly retracted his five fingers and pulled them into a fist, just waiting for an opportunity to strike first.