As usual, Tang Yu got up early.

In the past few days, in addition to sleeping every day to deduce that picture, he has one more thing, which is to learn to write calligraphy.

Anyway, there is a lot of time to spend during the day, and words have to be practiced sooner or later, and now practicing words is just right to kill time, and that day Su Meier and her two daughters forgot to take away the poem, Tang Yu used that pair of words as a sticker, and wrote it every day.

In the early morning of this day, the sky was just bright, and the Wuling River was still shrouded in a fog.

When Tang Yu went to the street, there were already many pedestrians on Wuling Street, and at this time, the most people were scholars, all wearing robes and carrying a basket in their hands, and they were in a hurry, rushing to school.

Occasionally, a scholar sat in a sedan chair that no one carried, and the speed was so fast that it flew through the street with a "whoosh", which reminded Tang Yu of the car on the earth.

Most of the morning shops on both sides of the street have already opened, and the hawkers are shouting incessantly, and the whole city is gradually waking up to the shouting of the hawkers.

The air was very good and fresh, and Tang Yu, who was trotting all the way, blended into the hurried scholars, making him feel as if he had returned to the time when he was in junior high school.

As time passed, his mood slowly eased from the initial depression.

After all, he is only a child, and he adapts quickly, and although he occasionally thinks about things on earth, he is not as depressed as before.

Su Yong is busy looking for a school for him, and when he finds a school, he probably has to go to school, but going to school in this world is probably even more difficult, hey......

But what can be done?

"Study hard and make progress every day!"

"It's a pity that I don't have books, so if I can review them myself, it will be easier to study in the future!"

"I really don't understand this world, I don't know what the relationship between reading and cultivation is, Su Yong said that reading is to speak on behalf of the saint, and then get the saint to teach the Fa. It is said that when writing an article in the same tone as a sage's admonition, and if you write an excellent article, the sage will naturally pass on the Fa to the reader, and it is very mysterious and incomprehensible......"

"Also, I've been deducing that magic meditation diagram for so long, and the force in my body is getting stronger and stronger, but how to release the magic? I can't find anyone to ask, the last time that girl could turn the bluestone floor into a lump of mud and let herself sink into it, it was amazing......"

With a lot of imagination in his mind, Tang Yu ran farther and farther.

The sky was getting brighter and brighter, and the Wuling River gradually revealed a trace of outline in the mist.

Tang Yu ran all the way to the river from the river embankment, and gradually stepped on the meadow by the river.

On the meadow, a group of people shouted and shouted, and seemed to be playing energetically.

Tang Yu turned his head and squinted his eyes, and was shocked in his heart: "This ...... Is this football? 3-on-3?"

"Hey, there's a goal, there's turf, there's a crowd and a coach on the sidelines, it's football!"

Tang Yu trotted to the sidelines, he couldn't see clearly in the fog just now, and when he looked closely, he saw a total of six people on both sides, one team was wearing white short robes with a red belt on the top of their heads, and the other side was wearing blue short shirts, with no straps on their heads, which looked distinct.

These people are all strong and strong, they run vigorously, and their footwork is also gorgeous and fancy, but the ball is smaller than the football on the earth, and it is not very strong, and there is not much elasticity.

On the edge of the venue, a big Westerner with yellow hair and blue eyes crossed his hands on his hips, kept gesticulating, and spoke Da Zhou very fluently.

Behind the big man, there were a few rattan chairs, most of them empty, a few young people who looked like scholars were standing on the sidelines cheering and shouting, and only a white-haired old man sat on a chair, watching the game in front of him with great interest.

Tang Yu's eyes were sharp, and he faintly seemed to see a book on the table next to the old man.

"Books?"

Tang Yu didn't hesitate, and leaned in the direction of the old man.

At this moment, he suddenly felt a wind behind him, and he heard someone say, "Be careful......

He turned his head suddenly.

I saw the gray ball flying towards me like a cannonball.

Subconsciously, he suddenly turned to one side, raised his foot, and the ball smashed over, and he hurriedly unloaded.

But the power of the ball is too great, and the ball is very heavy, so painful that he almost didn't shout, fortunately, he practiced football when he was a child, went to junior high school and had a court, and occasionally kicked a few feet after school, a little basic, and finally unloaded the ball.

Unload the ball, with a light toe pick, the ball turns into an arc and is picked back into the field.

"Huh?"

The onlookers couldn't help but exclaim.

One of the green-robed scholars came over in surprise and said, "Little brother, you can also bow?"

"Kick...... Ju?"

"Uh......" Tang Yu turned in his mind for a long time, and seemed to think that in ancient China, it seemed that football was called Keju, but he didn't expect that it was also called Keju here.

"I ...... I mainly love to watch...... Hehe, the body is too weak, and it can't be ......"

"Confrontation?" The blue-robed scholar frowned, obviously not understanding the meaning of confrontation, Tang Yu snorted and said, "It means that the body is weak......"

The blue-robed scholar raised his eyebrows and said, "Could it be that this is an allusion?" and fell into deep thought for a while.

Tang Yu was stunned, he couldn't explain, he just smiled, but naturally walked to the side of a group of scholars.

He squinted at the table next to him, and sure enough, there was a book on it.

The book is bound with a blue cover, and the title of the book is "New School Minutes".

As soon as he read the title of the book, he felt that someone had noticed him, and he hurriedly looked up, just in time to meet the gaze of the white-haired old man on the rattan chair.

"Old ...... Old gentleman...... Good!"

The white-haired old man bowed his head lightly, looked Tang Yu up and down, his expression was quite kind, and said lightly: "I think the little brother should be a scholar, can the scholar of Da Chu also bow?"

"Uh......" Tang Yu groaned for a moment and said, "I...... I prefer ......"

The white-haired old man's eyes flashed with a hint of playfulness, and a smile appeared on his face, and he said, "It's rare, I didn't expect that the scholars of the Chu State are not all pedantic. Little brother, do you have a reputation?"

Tang Yu shook his head and said with some embarrassment: "Old man, let's come to watch the game, mention fame, how bad is the scenery?"

The white-haired old man was stunned for a moment, laughed, and said, "Okay, good, don't mention fame!"

"Serve the wine, I'll have a few drinks with my little brother!"

Red wine?

Tang Yu looked at the red wine in the goblet with great interest, and felt both surprised and cordial in his heart.

Unexpectedly, there is red wine here.

He didn't really know much about wine, but he had drunk red wine on earth, and he still remembered the general taste.

When I drink this sake now, I feel that the taste is similar to that of the earth, so I think it is very good.

The white-haired old man also seemed to be very good at drinking, and the two watched the ball with each other, occasionally applauding unpassionately, Tang Yu only felt in a trance.

If you replace the red wine with a cola and beer machine, you will really have the taste of watching the ball live on earth.

Ask for recommendations, collections!!!The new book is opened, and I hope that the brothers can not hesitate to support!