No wonder so many people gathered around the bulletin board, it turned out that the owner was marking the papers.

Pavilion Master Li has not taken students for several years, and it is difficult to find opportunities for him to give him guidance on weekdays, except for marking papers.

Song Tian and a few people also came over, but unfortunately the owner of the museum did not comment on the papers posted on the column, but was reading the articles sent by the students.

It seems that they are late, and the papers on the bulletin board have already been reviewed.

"Brother Song, it's a pity, after all, you are on the list."

Jiang Boyuan leaned on his shoulder and said.

"Wait for the next opportunity." Song Tian was also very sorry in his heart, Pavilion Master Li was too much, and everyone wanted to get a few words of advice and evaluation from him.

Maybe it was the voices of the two of them, and Pavilion Master Li turned his head to look over, saw the young man with a scar on his face, thought about it and said, "Song Tian, get out of school at noon, come to Songjian Pavilion." ”

After finishing speaking, Pavilion Master Li handed the article in his hand to the previous students, and left in the eyes of everyone who were pity and shocked.

Matsuma Pavilion, that is where the owner of the museum reads books and receives friends on weekdays.

actually let Song Tian go over, wouldn't it be to give him guidance in private.

Everyone turned their gaze and looked at Song Tian with a confused face.

"Brother Song, you're in for a treat!"

Jiang Boyuan was the first to react, and smiled and hugged Song Tian's shoulders and asked him to invite him to dinner.

"There's no definite decision on this matter, maybe you're going to be reprimanded, don't jump to conclusions so quickly."

Song Tian's mouth was still stiff, but his face betrayed him, and he was so excited that he turned red.

"A reprimand will make you go to Matsumatsu-tei? That's going to the Church of the Saints. ”

The Hall of the Saints enshrines the stone statue of Confucius, and the students who make mistakes go there to be punished and pleaded for, which is not clear.

The people who were still skeptical were sad, why Song Tian, he was in the Ding class, and he had only been here for a long time, but he had entered the first few times, and he must have the ability.

Some people sighed and left, some people looked at the little baby who had just turned ten years old with suspicion on their faces, and some people smirked on their faces, but they kept shouting that the owner was unfair.

Song Hong is one of the latter.

After Song Tian and the others left, they also came here, and they saw all the scene just now.

"Brother Song, your third brother is lucky, although the hall owner did not teach, but I have heard that he has accepted closed disciples in private, and he will make a special trip to guide them in learning."

"It's not easy......"

Zhang Shou smiled and ran over to be happy.

At this time, Song Tian was also pulled by Jiang Boyuan to talk about the owner of the museum accepting students in private.

"Don't fool me."

Song Tian had heard his father mention it before, but at this time he pretended not to know.

"What am I trying to do with you, it's good?"

Jiang Boyuan looked at him enviously, "If you have someone over there in Class A, just ask." And just now, so many students surrounded the hall owner, have you seen those Class A students who often dominate the list? ”

Song Tian shook his head, those were celebrities in the academy, and he also knew it.

"Isn't that it?" Jiang Boyuan suddenly felt that this person had become stupid, "Those are all the closed disciples of the hall master, that Ji Ying has a reputation for showing off his talents, and he is a frequent visitor to the Songjian Pavilion. ”

It's true!

Song Tian was in a trance all morning, and until he got out of school, he felt a little unreal.

"Song Tian, do you want me to wait for you?"

Pang Zimo stretched out his hand and waved it in front of his eyes.

"No need, you can go back first."

Song Tian came back to his senses, only to remember that he couldn't go empty-handed, so he had to take a few articles in hand and let the museum owner give him some advice, and finally had a chance to meet.

Matsuma Pavilion is located on a small hill behind the number of houses, and is named after the several pine trees planted on it.

It is named Pavilion, but it is a partial thatched house surrounded by two blue brick houses and flower beds, which looks extremely leisurely.

The owner of the Li Pavilion is also a retired pension here, and I heard that he has a son who is doing business in other places.

Song Tian came to the door, straightened his clothes and was about to go in, but he didn't want the half-open door to be pulled open from the inside, and Ji Ying walked out.

The two looked at each other and were stunned, and in the end, Song Tian was the first to come back to his senses, arched his hand to Ji Ying and said, "Song Tian came to meet the hall master." ”

His figure was only as big as Ji Ying's chest, and when he bowed slightly, he looked more like an adult and a child from a distance.

Ji Ying looked at the top of his hair and nodded, "Let's go in, the hall owner is in the tea house on the left." ”

"Thank you, Brother Ji, for informing me."

Song Tian moved out of the way and asked him to go first.

Ji Ying left sideways with the question paper in his hand, and only when he reached the intersection at the bottom of the slope did he stop and turn to look.

There is no longer a figure of that person under the door with a few big characters written on Matsuma Pavilion, and the child with a scar on his face has just turned ten years old, but such a person has been admitted to the first class again and again in the exam.

Think about yourself back then, although she was often praised by her master, she didn't dominate the list for so long.

If it weren't for the wound on his face, this person would have been created.

Ji Ying sighed and quickly turned around and left.

At that time, Song Tian had already come to the teahouse, and saw that the owner of the hall was fiddling with the tea set in front of the small table, and stepped forward to salute.

"Disciple Song Tian greets Mr."

"Come and sit down."

Pavilion Master Li scalded the tea cup and poured a cup for him personally.

Song Tian was flattered, and hurriedly sat down respectfully to accept it.

Pavilion Master Li smiled lightly and said, "In the future, we will have more time to meet, so we don't have to be restrained." ”

What does this mean, does it mean that you can come to him at will and ask for advice?

Song Tian was excited in his heart, and asked: "I saw Mr. judging the exam papers under the bulletin board in the morning, Song Tian was not lucky, I didn't hear a word or two, I don't know what Mr. has to say about the question papers made by the students." ”

Song Tian still had two articles in his book bag, but he felt that he couldn't be too eager, so he listened to the curator's evaluation of the volume first.

Pavilion Master Li stroked his white beard, looked at the slightly restrained young man opposite and said with a smile: "Your trial post is good, the poems are not in a hurry or dry, but the artistic conception needs to be improved." ”

"You don't need to rush, though, it's all about your age and vision. There are some things that you have never seen, but you just imagine and describe them according to what is said in the books, and it is inevitable that you will not be able to achieve them. You can try to turn the grandeur of your mind into a limited vision in front of you, and find those overlooked moods in it. ”

When Song Tian heard it, he was like an initiation, and his father had mentioned the artistic conception of the poem before, he couldn't figure it out, and his father was not there for most of the month, and he couldn't find anyone to discuss.

"Thank you, sir."

Song Tian arched his hand and took out the article in the book bag.

These are new works by him, and the topics are the ones that Mr. has recently talked about in class.

It is unknown whether Song Tian was accepted as a closed disciple by the hall owner, but at noon that day, the hall owner invited him to drink tea, and also seriously instructed him to learn something.