"Magical, this is full of energy, and many things in the previous life can be driven by this thing!" Ji Yun's eyes lit up, although he had plans to drop out of school as soon as possible, he did not give up the idea of modernizing the fantasy civilization. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Although I don't personally go into battle, I want to make the Gewu Zhizhi Academy rely on me! In this way, the identity is too much heavier than an invention, and it is impossible for the emperor to move my father and son!"

"Okay, the other students are probably here too, it's time for class, you guys go!" Gong Yi got out of the car, and half of his body got into the car again, not knowing what he was doing.

When Ji Yun and the three of them left the workshop and returned to the classroom, the other students had already arrived.

Ji Yun didn't listen to what the morning class was about, he was always thinking about how to use the favorable conditions of his epoch-making civilization to create a way for his family to live.

During the recess, Ji Shaohong really came to find fault again, but he didn't dare to do it anyway, so Ji Yun simply ignored it and walked out of the classroom.

Ji Shaohong followed all the way behind, his mouth was insulting and threatening, and he kept screaming crookedly.

Ji Yun didn't hear it, recalled the map of the Gewu Zhizhi Academy, and walked quickly towards the cafeteria.

When he arrived at the cafeteria, Ji Yun looked around, and at first he focused on the burned charcoal, but soon, he found that there was a pile of freshly plucked chicken feathers next to him.

Ji Yun walked over and began to rummage through the garbage, and the good deeds all wanted to see if the quarrel between Ji Shaohong and Ji Yun would escalate, so they all followed all the way, and a group of cooks in the canteen also looked at Ji Yun who was rummaging through the garbage with a stunned expression.

"Xiao Yunzi, what are you doing?" Yun Gui squatted down in confusion, covered his nose and scolded angrily: "What are you looking for?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Yun suddenly stood up and laughed.

Behind him, Ji Shaohong was scolding: "You are just like this pile of garbage!

Ji Yun stood up suddenly, but he was startled.

Only then did everyone see that Ji Yun was holding several thick chicken feathers in his hands, looked around, and suddenly arched his hand towards a cook: "This master, can you borrow your knife?"

"Yo, dog bear, do you dare to play with knives?" Ji Shaohong and a group of dog legs behind him suddenly rolled up their sleeves and laughed fiercely.

Ji Yun turned his head, his eyes were full of ridicule, and he glanced at Ji Shaohong as if he was ****, but he didn't speak.

When the cook brought the knife over, Ji Yunzai carefully shaved the chicken feathers in his hand.

Finally, he looked at the few chicken feathers in his hand, nodded in satisfaction, and then turned and left.

The students couldn't guess what medicine was sold in Ji Yun's gourd, and they were all guessing whether Ji Yun wanted to use some special method to deal with Ji Shaohong.

At this moment, I suddenly heard a person roaring: "It's already class, what are you doing here?"

Later, the other teachers who heard the news also rushed over.

"Teacher, Ji Yun doesn't know what method to use to harm the King of Hongjun!" I didn't know that the minister's son had a big brain, and he opened his mouth to say it.

"What? where is Ji Yun!" This teacher is also young, but he doesn't know what he is teaching.

Ji Yun didn't hear it, squeezed through the crowd and walked towards the classroom.

"If you don't respect your superiors, where is the courtesy, righteousness and shame?" The teacher was furious when he saw that Ji Yun actually ignored him.

Clinker Ji Yun was still like a deaf person, walked quickly to the classroom, sat back in his seat, and then uncovered the ink inkstone and began to sharpen the ink.

Many teachers in the academy already knew that this Ji Yun's thinking was very peculiar, and his brain was even bigger, and they all wanted to see what he was going to do, and they all poured into the classroom, so many teachers were present, and Ji Shaohong didn't dare to scold him.

"Come, help me sharpen the ink!" Ji Yun didn't know who he was shouting, so he covered his head with his hands and frowned in thought.

Everyone, look at me, I'll look at you, and in the end, Yun Gui smiled bitterly, shook his head and walked up to help Ji Yun Yanmo.

There was a dead silence in the classroom, everyone held their breath and waited quietly, in the past, I am afraid that many students would make a fuss, but today Ji Yun's performance is too weird, so everyone is not curious.

Later, even the Gongyi Devil Axe and a group of old men came in.

At this moment, I suddenly heard Ji Yun shouting: "Ou Kai!"

Then I saw him grab a chicken feather, reach out and dip it in the inkstone, then gently shake it, spread out the paper on the table, and began to write.

"It's... He doesn't use a brush?" Everyone was stunned when they saw that Ji Yun was holding a chicken feather as a pen.

"It's so fast! It's much faster than writing with a brush!" Some students immediately noticed that Ji Yun was writing extremely fast, and unlike a brush, where he had to dip a few words into ink.

In an instant, I saw that Ji Yun had already written a lot of things, and then I saw him stop writing and frowned, and after a while, he took out another piece of paper and began to draw.

Gong Yi Zhen, Qu Shansi, and Gong Yi Ghost Axe got closer, and saw that Ji Yun's calligraphy with chicken feathers was clear, neat and square, although it was a little awkward visually, but after looking at it for a while, I suddenly found that it was much better than what I wrote with a brush.

"This kid, has actually created a kind of pen?" Gong Zhen and Qu Shansi glanced at each other, and smiled bitterly.

Looking at the things Ji Yun drew again, circles, dots, lines, and a lot of scales, and when Ji Yun drew a curly strip, Gong Yizhen's eyes lit up: "This is a steel bar!"

Then, he also knew what Ji Yun painted, which was gear.

After a long time, Ji Yun stopped writing, looked at it again and again, nodded very satisfied, and then picked up the brush, ate the ink, and wrote two words: clock!

"Clock, what is that?" the crowd looked at each other in confusion.

Ji Yun put down the brush, gently blew the ink that had not yet dried, and then smiled slightly and stretched his waist.

Then he looked up and shouted, "You... What are you doing?"

Yungui was at the table, almost grabbed the inkstone and knocked it down, this thing, until this moment, I didn't find that so many people were looking at him?

"Ji Yun, this is... Pen?" The young teacher from before came over and grabbed the chicken feathers on Ji Yun's desk.

"Teacher, this is a pen, I always think that the brush is too slow to write, this chicken feather is not bad!" Ji Yun hurriedly explained.

"Yes, yes, I also saw it, the writing speed is very fast, and unlike a brush, you have to dip a few words in ink, but this is too fine, not very convenient!"

Ji Yun nodded: "This is just what I thought of on a whim, in fact, in my opinion, burned wood is better, but the words written down like that are easy to fade, according to the student's opinion, if it is not a formal manuscript, it is okay to use these, if it is a formal manuscript, it is better to use charcoal or chicken feathers!"

Everyone else also nodded, even Ji Shaohong nodded approvingly, but immediately, he shook his head with disgust.

"Then you've been writing and painting for a long time, what is this?" Gong Yizhen hurriedly asked.

"Didn't I say it yesterday, this is the thing I had in mind!"