"It's possible. But it's really none of your business. I'll let my dad and my mother get it back for me. Okay, are you alright? Am I still worried about you? Zheng Xiangjun in turn cared about Wang Ji Baolai.

"I'm fine. By the way, thanks to Lin Xi protecting me by the side. Otherwise, my riding skills are really not enough to see. After Wang Xibao finished speaking, she looked back at Lin Xi who had never said a word.

In Lin Xi's opinion, as long as Wang Xibao is fine, it has nothing to do with him. When he saw Wang Jibao turn his head to look at him, his cold face immediately thawed, and he pulled the corners of his mouth at Wang Jibao.

Zheng Xiangjun's eyes moved from Wang Xibao's face to Lin Xi's face. An idea immediately rose in my mind.

This Lin Xi usually looks cold, but as long as he treats Shangbao Mei, he will immediately become gentle. This afternoon, I have been staying near Baomei as if I had nothing to do. When she had an accident, he also chased after Baomei with him. Come to think of it, this kid should have some thoughts about Bao Mei.

But Baomei is only five years old now, which is a little too young. Looking at Baomei's ignorant face, Zheng Xiangjun really felt pity for this cold silly boy. I'm afraid this stupid boy still has to boil.

Besides, with the identity of this kid, he may not be worthy of the treasure girl. It's hard to say whether this will happen or not.

Zheng Xiangjun shook his head secretly, not very optimistic about these two.

Suddenly, he remembered the engong who had just saved him, and his face turned red again unconsciously. How will she repay others in the future?

Zheng Xiangjun didn't know that in the place where she couldn't see, Xie Xuan was talking about what had just happened with her savior.

"It's too dangerous for you to do that." Xie Xuan looked at the little boy next to him and said dissatisfiedly, "You should know your own body." ”

"I'm fine. I thought that the person who had the accident would be Baomei, but I didn't expect it to be... Ahem"

"Zheng Xiangjun, the eldest daughter of Zheng Churong, the general of Dingguo." Xie Xuan explained.

"Not bad." After speaking, the little boy smiled slightly.

"What do you mean it's not bad?" Xie Xuan looked at the other party suspiciously.

The little boy looked at Xie Xuan, who was like a jade face, and said jokingly: "Yulang, you have become stupid." ”

What happened on the racecourse alarmed a lot of people, first Mr. Tong Boyuan and the students of Class C, and then several people sent by the academy came to investigate the incident.

Soon the target suspect was locked on the eldest princess Ning He and the son of the Marquis of Jinxiang, Cheng Puyu. Because when Cheng Puyu escaped at that time, he saw not only Wang Jibao and Lin Xi, but also many other classmates.

On the track, a small pebble of no size was also found. And on the route of Cheng Puyu's escape, he also found the slingshot that Cheng Puyu lost in a panic. Later, it was confirmed that it was the slingshot that the five princes gave to Cheng Puyu a few days ago.

The facts are in front of us, and Cheng Puyu can't deny it.

In the end, because the eldest princess and the Marquis of Jinxiang had a good attitude of admitting their mistakes when they went to the Zheng Mansion, and because although the plot was bad, they did not really cause any substantial harm, so they only gave Cheng Puyu a demerit punishment. The college also strictly stated that if Cheng Puyu violates the rules of the college again, he will be expelled directly.

You must know that the students who are expelled from the Royal Academy are equivalent to leaving a black file in Yongguo, and it will be difficult to develop in their careers in the future.

From then on, Cheng Puyu had to temporarily put away his stubborn style in the academy and obediently become a good student.

In the next few days, the morning was still a thunderous literature and history class. In the afternoon, I took several homework courses on books, mathematics, etiquette, and music.

Among these courses, Wang Jibao is most willing to take the homework of "books".

Mainly because of the teaching of Mr. Fu Bowen, Mr. Fu is really a master of calligraphy and painting in the world.

This made Wang Jibao speechless: The Royal Academy is really full of talents, and even the calligraphy and painting used to enlighten their group of children.

Among the teachers, Mr. Fu is slightly older, about 50 years old. With a white face, a short beard, and a relatively loose, fat cyan brocade robe, he has the madness of a scholar.

His pen is vigorous and powerful, the pen is full of ink, and the pen is a dragon and snake. The result is fascinating, vivid and lifelike.

He didn't slack off because he was teaching a group of children. On the contrary, he explained it very carefully and meticulously.

Wang Ziyi and Mr. Fu have their own merits. This is undoubtedly another famous teacher for Wang Jibao, a child who loves to paint.

In this class, Lin Xi once again turned on the Xueba mode. His calligraphy and painting have been displayed and praised by Mr. Fu many times.

Although Lin Xi is only seven years old, the characters he has learned are full of everyone's demeanor, not only neat and atmospheric, but also very stylish. In time, it will definitely go to the next level.

Lin Xi's painting style is atmospheric and simple. The picture is neat and clean. The objects painted are lifelike and full of aura. If you polish it, it's a rare masterpiece.

You know, Lin Xi is only eight years old this year.

The reason why Wang Jibao looked at him differently was not only his calligraphy and paintings, but also his pampering and humiliation after being praised by his husband many times.

Only when Mr. Fu praised him a few times later, he seemed to casually glance at Wang Jibao, who was sitting in front of him and looked back, but the slight smile he showed betrayed him.

If this little Zhengtai doesn't always keep a straight face, how eye-catching it should be.

He has fair skin, handsome facial features, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and he does not lose the heroic spirit that a boy should have. He is also the best-looking child Wang Jibao has ever seen since he grew up so much. It's much better than the Jing Yi she saw back then. In addition, he has a faint trace of natural luxury than others.

The next time Lin Xi pretended to look at Wang Xibao casually, Wang Jibao grinned at him mischievously.

Her smile was like a flower, almost blinding Lin Xi's eyes.

Lin Xi seemed to have been discovered by someone else, and his fair and handsome face suddenly turned red together with the roots of his ears.

Wang Jibao was as happy as if he had discovered a new world.

Zheng Xiangjun reluctantly touched Wang Xibao with her hand and asked her not to get too carried away.

Wang Jibao suddenly thought that this was still in class, so he shrank his little head embarrassedly and secretly spit out his lilac tongue.

Towards the end of class, Mr. Fu checked the large characters written by everyone and the drawings made in class. And pay special attention to this little girl who has brought good news to many middle-aged and elderly people.

Speaking of which, he is also a direct beneficiary of the Bao Gong Bucket.

No one knew that Mr. Fu actually had a hidden disease, which was what later generations called hemorrhoids. Every time I go to the toilet, it's painful. Now that he has the Bao Gong bucket, although it did not cure his hidden disease, it made him a lot lighter when he went to the toilet.

Although Wang Jibao is only five years old, several years younger than her classmates, and she is still a transfer student, although her writing is not as brilliant as Lin Xi's, her writing is very regular, and she has received a good enlightenment at a glance.

Mr. Fu nodded, expressing satisfaction. Don't forget to praise a few words.

Wang Jibao secretly stole fun: Ha, this is passed.

If this makes the old marquis Wang and Wang dad see the words she wrote today, they will definitely punish her to write it again several times.

Of course, the reason why Wang Jibao bothered Baal to write like this was to explore the overall strength of the yellow-level class.

She doesn't need to be better than everyone else's writing, all she needs to do is be able to be about the same as ordinary people. This is also the reason why her father and grandfather told her not to be a bird. Her status is noble enough, she doesn't need to fight for the name of 'prodigy' or 'talented girl'.

If possible, they didn't need her to go to any academy. But what Wang Jibao needs is to have more contact with the outside world, broaden her horizons more, and make more friends.

Subsequently, Mr. Fu picked up the painting made by Wang Xibao in court. It's not as realistic, but it's simple, straightforward, and childlike. With just a few brushstrokes, the essence of the object is depicted.

This surprised Mr. Fu. On the spot, he confiscated Wang Jibao's painting and said that he would take it back and take a good look at it.

At the end of class, Wang Jibao quickly packed up her things, and then saw Lin Xi walking out, so she temporarily left Zheng Xiangjun to follow.

"Lin Xi."

Lin Xi, who was walking in front, paused, and turned his head to look at Wang Jibao behind him.

"Lin Xi." Wang Jibao took a few steps up, and she patted Lin Xi's shoulder quite affectionately on her tiptoes. After yesterday's incident, Wang Jibao felt that the distance between the two of them was suddenly much closer than others.

Lin Xi's whole body straightened for a moment, and he was at a loss. This was the first time he had been touched by a girl.

Wang Jibao smiled, like a mountain flower.

Lin Xijun's face flushed slightly, and he stammered: "You, you, you call me." ”

"Yes, that's you. Your handwriting and drawings are so good, can you give me a copy each? Wang Jibao was indeed optimistic about Lin Xi's calligraphy and paintings, so he deliberately stopped him. She wanted to take his calligraphy and paintings back for her father to study.

My dad has a hobby that is to study all kinds of calligraphy and painting. In addition, she also wants Wang Ziyi to accept a good apprentice in his lifetime, so that his mantle can be passed on.

"Okay." The little heart of the eight-year-old innocent boy unconsciously sped up again. This speed made him a little unsure of what to do. He chose to be close to the low chair in the hallway, lowered his body, placed the book bag on it, opened it, and then took out the words and drawings that had been written this afternoon. As if he had brought out his true heart, he held his own paintings.

"Do you think this is okay? If not, I'll send you when I practice better? The boy's voice lived up to its coldness, with something flattering that he hadn't even noticed.

Wang Jibao smiled and said, "It's okay, it's good." ”

"That's good." As he said this, Lin Xi's hands unconsciously grasped the hem of his clothes.

Just when the two of them were a little cold and didn't know what to continue to say,

Zheng Xiangjun stopped Wang Jibao in the back, and complained: "Sister Bao, why did you come out first and didn't wait for me?" ”

Seeing Wang Xibao and Lin Xi walking so closely, Zheng Xiangjun has the feeling that his good friends and others are good, and I don't want to pay attention to her.

"Xiangjun, you're here. It's okay, let's go now. That Lin Xi, Xiangjun and I will go first, see you tomorrow. After speaking, Wang Jibao took Zheng Xiangjun's arm and the two left together.

When he returned to the mansion, Wang Jibao took out the calligraphy and paintings that he asked Lin Xi for today.