"Don't stand stupidly, come here and sit with everyone." On the second floor, Mu Qingyun stood by the window and beckoned to Yan Nanxiao at the staircase.

Yan Nanxiao raised his eyes and looked, okay, He Shuning, who was sitting by the window, had already slept and snored.

He walked to the position next to Ji Yongan and sat down opposite He Shuning, holding a book he had chosen to introduce the forces of the rivers and lakes, and then watched Mu Qingyun wake up He Shuning, who was in a sweet dream.

"Senior sister~~~" There was a suspicious crystal liquid on the corner of the little girl's lips, and Yan Nanxiao was very suspicious that it was the saliva of this stream.

Mu Qingyun grabbed He Shuning and shook it vigorously twice, "Awake!" Awake! ”

He Shuning shook her, "I'm so sleepy~~~"

Mu Qingyun: ......

She let go of her hand and put the prepared four treasures of the study on the stone table in front of He Shuning, "You have to write even if you are sleepy!" When I'm done writing twenty big characters, I'll let you go back to sleep. ”

He Shuning was like a noodle, and he put his head on the edge of the stone table softly, "I also want two meat buns and two steamed buns." ”

Yan Nanxiao's face was black, but Mu Qingyun was already accustomed to it, "I know, I know, if you write better than yesterday, I will prepare another steamed sausage for you." ”

"Goodong", Yan Nanxiao swore that he heard He Shuning's loud swallowing saliva.

"It's a deal." The little girl was completely sleepy, she straightened her waist, held the paper with her left hand, held the brush with her right hand, and began to practice calligraphy seriously.

Yan Nanxiao glanced at it sniffly, and then he found that He Shuning's handwriting was not as good as his eight-year-old sister......

Ji Yongan sat next to Yan Nanxiao, and when he saw Yan Nanxiao peeking at He Shuning's words, he smiled and revealed He Shuning's old background, "If you come a year or two earlier, you will find that He Ba's words are not as good as insects." ”

He Shuning's cheeks were bulging, but Mu Qingyun looked at Ji Yongan, who was sitting opposite him, with a smile, "It seems that your schoolwork is still not heavy enough." ”

Ji Yongan's gloating smile froze on his face, and he wailed, "I was wrong! Sister, I was wrong! I knew I was wrong! ”

Mu Qingyun didn't hold on, she forgave Ji Yongan very generously once, "There will be a next time, three times of the "Book of Rites" waiting for you to copy." ”

Ji Yongan shuddered - he didn't want it!

Yan Nanxiao was in a very good mood, this was the first time he saw Ji Yongan and confessed.

The corners of his lips hooked slightly, and he smiled silently with the book covering his face.

Although he didn't know why Ji Yongan was threatened by Mu Qingyun, he didn't care about him, as long as Ji Yongan was deflated, he would be happy, and the reason for Shenma was not important at all.

A group of four people stayed in the study building until sunset and the light dimmed, and He Shuning finally finished writing today's twenty big characters.

The little girl wrote attentively and seriously, although her words still looked soft like a group of boneless chickens, but Mu Qingyun very happily fulfilled the promise she made to the little girl to add food.

When the moon was on the willows, He Shuning got a simple supper made by Mu Qingyun himself.

The little girl was overjoyed, and very generously distributed a meat bun to Yan Nanxiao, who stayed up late to read.

Yan Nanxiao: ...... Can he say that he has eaten enough dinner and doesn't need a late-night snack?

***

In the following months, Yan Nanxiao lived a regular life of detoxification in the morning and reading in the afternoon, while He Shuning and Ji Yongan practiced martial arts in the morning and read in the afternoon under the supervision of Mu Qingyun.

It wasn't until the autumn harvest season when the fruits were full of branches that the residual poison in Yan Nanxiao's body was finally completely removed.

Old Man Qi stroked his white beard with a sense of accomplishment, "You can practice martial arts with Qingyun from tomorrow, but you are eleven years old now, and no matter how you practice, you will not be able to become a top master in the future." ”

The old man didn't talk about Yan Nanxiao's martial arts talent, although he was not as talented as He Shuning, but He Shuning was obviously not a suitable character as a benchmark.

If Yan Nanxiao started laying the foundation since he was a child, like Ji Yongan or Mu Qingyun, Old Man Qi believed that his combat effectiveness would definitely not lose to his two apprentices in the future.

The only regret is that Yan Nanxiao wasted too much time, and it was several years with the best effect of boiling muscles and bones.

Yan Nanxiao has long been mentally prepared for this, although he has not practiced martial arts, but he has a father and uncle who have practiced martial arts all year round, these common sense things, even if the old man Qi doesn't say it, Yan Nanxiao's heart is also clear.

It is impossible to say that there are no regrets, but thinking about the self who was weak and unable to practice martial arts before, and then thinking about the current self who is alive and jumping and can continue to become stronger through persistent efforts, the little regret in Yan Nanxiao's heart suddenly disappeared again.

He said to himself, "Be content."

Well... What he didn't know was that he would soon be unable to do the word "contentment."

"You're too weak! Aren't you just going to take a horse step? You see, you've been pierced for only two quarters of an hour, and your hands and feet are shaking. ”

"I said you were playing monkey tricks? Or do you think we're a juggling troupe? Can't you be a little murderous? ”

“......”

On the first day that Yan Nanxiao began to practice martial arts, Ji Yongan also began to dislike him in various ways.

Poor Yan Nanxiao, on the first day of martial arts, he was already tired enough, but Ji Yongan kept talking.

Yan Nanxiao couldn't refute Ji Yongan, because he had all the faults that Ji Yongan picked on.

But Yan Nanxiao is angry!

He has never been a person who will easily admit defeat, and the more Ji Yongan stimulates him, the more he wants to trample Ji Yongan's face under his feet and rub it.

So the unlucky boy quickly forgot that he wanted to be content and happy, he gritted his teeth, and began to study hard day after day according to the training plan formulated by Mu Qingyun.

That desperate Saburo's posture really has nothing to do with "contentment and happiness".

Of course, on the other hand, his skills are getting better and better at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

Even Ji Yongan, who thought he was very hardworking, was completely compared to Yan Nanxiao's diligence, which made Ji Yongan gradually develop a sense of crisis.

Unconsciously, he became more and more diligent.

When he came back to his senses, he found that he had achieved synchronization with Yan Nanxiao's god in terms of time arrangement.

Both of them started practicing martial arts early in the morning, practiced until they had a little rest at breakfast, and then continued to practice for the rest of the morning.

The afternoon is Mu Qingyun's "cultural class" time, so the two of them have eight out of ten in the afternoon. Jiuhui soaked in the study building with Mu Qingyun and He Shuning.

After dinner, the two will coincidentally reappear on the martial arts training ground.

is as diligent as they are, and He Shuning, but this little girl treats martial arts training as a game, unlike Yan Nanxiao and Ji Yongan, who toss themselves every day.