But the story Ling Fengling told was interesting, and he didn't interpret it like the master, what the master said, Ling Fengling would have his own opinion.

For example, when they talked about "Journey to the West", Ling Fengling said: "Those monks must be idle and panicked, and they have nothing to do to gather these boring people together, obviously they just want to watch monkeys."

Although Ling Fengling's explanation was unheard of, Yan Changan found it very interesting, much more interesting than some other old masters.

They talk about articles, read poems, and discuss the truth they think, maybe these are all naïve, maybe these ideas are not correct, but they feel very happy, Ling Fengling can only recover to its original stubborn and stubborn character in front of Yan Chang'an, the former arrogance has been smoothed out, but the pride is there.

Yan Changan will also secretly bring some delicious and fun things, climb over the wall to the courtyard behind Ling Fengchime and play with Ling Fengchime, sometimes they talk about the rights and wrongs between words, just like those adults seriously discuss political affairs, and sometimes they tinker with toys together and make some weird things, such as small moods, such as spinning tops.

Sometimes Ling Fengling will also listen to Yan Changan quietly, the interesting things he saw on the street outside, Yan Changan will also talk to Ling Fengling when he encounters unpleasant things at home, Ling Fengling listens quietly, a little bit of analysis, Ling Fengling and Yan Changan talk about the thoughts that people may have, how to solve it? Ling Fengling never expressed his position, this was Yan Changan's family matter, and some things had to be solved by himself.

On his father's birthday, Yan Changan sent his father a small order, which was made by him and Ling Fengling by themselves, although there were no shocking verses, but it was very refreshing to read.

Hui Yi saw his son's unique talent in poetry, and said that he would send this son to the school, Yan Changan reluctantly went to school, and what he wanted to go to was that this school happened to be the school opened by Mr. Jiang.

When Yan Changan saw Ling Yuele in the school, he was also taken aback, was Ling Fengchime's leg better, but he took a closer look and found that although this boy looked very similar to Ling Fengling, he didn't have the eyes like an old man.

"Who are you?"

"Who are you?"

"Yan Chang'an."

"Ling Feng Chime."

"You're not Ling Fengchime."

Ling Yuele's heart panicked, but quickly calmed down again: "Why do you say this?"

Yan Changan thought about it, if it weren't for Ling Fengling's default that someone would go to school instead of him, he would definitely expose this matter, just with his kind of person who looks like nothing on the surface, but is very stubborn and stubborn in his heart, since he acquiesced to this person who pretended to be him, this person must be someone close to him, Yan Changan smiled mischievously when he thought of this, approached Ling Yuele's ear, and whispered: "Don't worry, I will help you keep it secret."

In the morning, when he went to school, basically, he slept all morning, and in the afternoon, he secretly skipped school and sneaked to Ling Fengchi's yard, climbed over the wall, and drank a sip of green tea and talked about this morning.

"You're going to school too!"

"Yes, I was five years old before, but in a few days I will be six years old, and if I don't go to school, my father will be unhappy, in fact, I am not afraid that my father will be unhappy, but I am afraid of my mother's face crying all day long."

"You're the best, you're a sister-in-law, your mother won't bother with this kind of thing every day."

"Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, your family is like this, why not my family?"

They quickly changed the topic again, and they talked about the most popular story in the teahouse recently, and the storyteller depicted by Yan Changan was vivid.

The next morning, when Yan Changan went to school, he was very obedient, sat straight and listened to the class very carefully, the teacher asked questions, and his answer was also very unique, Mr. Jiang had not come to the school for a long time, and invited some old people who were quite famous but retired in Beijing, and invited them to teach.

They always thought that Yan Changan was a very smart and well-behaved disciple in the morning, but in the afternoon he skipped school again, although he skipped school, but the homework they assigned, he would always hand over to the masters the next morning, and he did it better than other disciples, that is, sometimes the insight was quite interesting, but it was not logical.

But it makes a lot of sense for Yan Changan to analyze it carefully, but some masters feel that these are crooked reasons, for a long time, Yan Changan's name has been circulating in the mouths of the masters, and his reputation is faintly on the same level as Ling Yuele, who went to class instead of Ling Fengchime.

However, Yan Changan, with his smart reputation and his quirks, would skip school every afternoon, and everyone wanted to know what he was going to do in skipping school.

What will he do after skipping school, someone once secretly followed him to see it, Yan Changan would take two books in the library of the school.

Go back to the teahouse first, order a cup of green tea, a plate of peanuts, he will open the book, page by page, he reads the book faster than many people of the same age, but no matter how fast it is, it takes two hours, of course, when the storyteller has finished telling three or four stories, he will close the book, drink the tea that has been cold, and hand the pot of peanuts to Xiao Er's hand, "I will reward you with this plate of peanuts, the old rule."

"Okay." Xiao Er hurriedly laughed, put the peanuts in his arms, and took Yan Changan to open the back door, but Yan Changan also went out at the back door, Xiao Er must have seen the silver between the peanuts, those who followed thought and learned from Yan Chang'an, and some people continued to follow in the backyard of the teahouse.

The backyard of the teahouse is connected to an alley, and if you want to turn left and right, after a while, Yan Changan will disappear, Yan Changan climbed over the wall into the courtyard of someone else's house, it is a yard where there is no one, and there is a very secret dog hole in that yard.

Yan Changan didn't know that someone was following him, he did it every day, because he was very skilled in the road, so he quickly arrived, people who are not kung fu can't catch up with him at all, how can anyone be so boring, they will ask someone with kung fu to see the whereabouts of a child.

The main thing is that Yi Yi also acquiesced in the naughtiness of the little son, it was very good that he could stay seriously every day for a morning, and his recent performance was not bad, and he was quite happy.

When Ling Yuele was in class, she often looked at Yan Changan, she regarded Yan Changan as an opponent, and he thought that various ways could surpass Yan Changan.