Xue Yang sat on the stool in his room, and couldn't figure out the person next door, what did Xiao Chenxing think?

I bought him so many pen, ink, paper, inkstones, and many books, such as "Thousand Character Text", "Three Character Classic", "Analects", etc., which is the rhythm of letting him go to school.

Thinking about his previous life, running around for life, crawling and crawling, never thinking about going to the academy to study, those are all wastes of silver.

Even when he grows up, he lives freely for himself, he kills whoever he wants, even if he encounters difficulties, he has never met anyone to help him, he only thinks about living a good life, and he has never thought about these imaginary things.

Xue Yang thought, these are really not suitable for him.

So, he got up and walked out of the door, and Xiaochen Xing's door knocked on the door.

Inside, he heard a knock on the door and opened it.

"Is it okay to be so late?"

"I don't want to go to school, buy so much paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and have so many books"

Is it okay to say that you are stressed?

"You are now thirteen or fourteen years old, although the enlightenment is a little late, but you still have to read, you are very smart, but the wisdom is not enough, you must have knowledge, knowledge, not to mention that your body is good, but you have suffered a lot of dark wounds, you must nourish, and then learn kung fu"

"But since you will listen to me before, so tomorrow, you will copy ten times of the thousand-character text that you don't know, and I have bought a font to put aside, and you can copy it there."

"Ahh Dao Chief, don't want it, I see that your martial arts are good, you can teach me! ”

"It's okay at home, but you can first read these Taoist scriptures, and after reading them, you can comprehend the wonders of Taoism before you can practice the martial arts of your own sect."

Xue Yang looked at the Dao Sutra that Xiao Chenxing had prepared earlier, and the thickness was really like a brick.

This is a trick on him!

"Do you choose this or do you choose?"

Xue Yang "......"

"Can you choose all of them?"

"Can't!"

"I..."

"If you don't listen to me, then I can't add to you, then I'll find you a good place tomorrow"

What the?

"I'll listen to you, I'll copy it ten times tomorrow"

Xiao Chenxing looked at him with a somewhat flustered and serious assurance.

The originally serious face was a little loose, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a smile.

This smile, Xue Yang saw it in his eyes, he knew that he just wanted to force himself to study, and he didn't mean it, so he had to follow his wishes.

"Okay, I can't sleep, it's time to rest, and if you can't get up tomorrow, add ten more times"

When Xue Yang heard this, this was indeed a little embarrassing for himself.

Forget it, it's just a few words.

Can you embarrass yourself?

Day 2.

Xue Yang didn't want to copy it ten more times, but he got up earlier than Xiaochenxing.

But in front of the desk facing these fonts, he doesn't know him at all, he knows himself!

He picked up the brush and wrote it according to the calligraphy, stroke by stroke.

The words can be read when written, but they are a little ugly.

Xiao Chenxing passed by his door, and when he saw him working so hard, he felt a sense of accomplishment in his heart, and he suddenly knew that his master had completed his homework and completed the goals he had achieved, and he finally understood the state when he was happy.

But seeing it, Xue Yang's posture of holding the pen is really worrying.

Xiaochen Xing entered the room and came behind him.

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