After saying goodbye to Hua Muyue, Zhao Huaijin entered the academy.

When passing by the former academy, Sensei was so lively that even Zhao Huaijin, who had never liked to join in the fun, walked over.

"Little brother Anping, you can't slow down, otherwise you will think that we are lazy here." A scholar tucked the hem of his shirt into his trousers, and kept waving a hoe in his hand.

"Long pain is better than short pain, it's better to finish it early and get rid of it early, Brother Zhang, don't you say?"

"Little Brother Lin, what you said is reasonable, but I can't do it." One of the students was already exhausted and collapsed on the ground.

Lin Anping had beads of sweat the size of beans rolling on his forehead, and waving his hoe actually attracted the onlookers of all the students.

There are even students who are thriving in poetry, chanting a poem here, and students who love to paint set up a desk here to paint.

"Senior brother, I feel that my brother's hoe is wielding a tiger and a tiger, as if there is a momentum that a husband cannot open."

A student hooked the shoulder of a student in a blue coat and said.

"Senior brother, take your claws away."

"Little junior brother, take it easy, don't die before you leave the school!" There are also students who are joking with melon seeds.

When Zhao Huaijin approached, he saw such a lively picture, and secretly said in his heart, this kid is okay, he will mingle with everyone so quickly.

"Anping, stop and rest."

"Brother Jin, I'm going to look for you, Senior Brother said you're home, is Sister Yue okay at home?"

Everyone saw Lin Anping greet Zhao Huaijin cordially, and consciously gave way to it.

"All is well, are you being punished?"

"Hey..."Lin Anping touched his head embarrassedly.

"Let's go, if you want to hurry, you can't reach it, let's get here today, walk back." Zhao Huaijin walked into the field and twisted Lin Anping out.

Before leaving, Lin Anping waved his hand at his fellow brothers, "Brothers, see you tomorrow." ”

"Brother Anping, you haven't finished telling your story yesterday yet."

"See you tomorrow." Lin Anping picked up the hoe and walked forward with Zhao Huaijin, without looking back, waving his hand backwards.

The grand occasion of the former academy here naturally reached the ears of Master Fang.

Master Fang was drinking tea with Meng Ziyu of Tianqian Courtyard and Zhang Xian of Tianli Courtyard in the small courtyard at the moment.

"Master, there has never been a student who has planted such a big battle in the former academy, Brother Zhang, your little apprentice is also very interesting." After Meng Ziyu finished speaking, he poured a cup of tea for Fang Fuzi.

Fang Fuzi touched his white beard, smiled without saying a word, and looked mysterious.

However, both of his protégés knew that the Master was satisfied with a man.

Mr. Zhang smiled and said, "Master, although my disciple is reckless, he has a pure heart and is a decent person, you punish him for kneeling, he is not lazy at all, if he leads him to the right path, he will definitely be a pillar of the country in the future." ”

"The pillars of the country don't know, it's your baby bump that is real." Meng Ziyu quipped after drinking tea.

"Hahaha...."Fang Fuzi laughed, and he didn't know what he was amused by, you don't understand the world of old pedants.

"I think this kid really has the stubbornness of Ziheng back then." Ziheng is Mr. Zhang's character.

Fang Fuzi continued: "Ziheng, the old man didn't accept you at the beginning, you didn't pestering the old man to dream of you in his dreams. I had no choice but to take you as an apprentice. ”

Mr. Zhang hid his face and coughed, Master, students don't want to lose face, Meng Ziyu covered his mouth and snickered.

"In the blink of an eye, decades have passed." The master touched his white beard.

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