Why is there so much autumn water, there are few people Wen Ran can answer, for example, she doesn't know why the male protagonist says that he doesn't love the female protagonist, and he slaps with the female protagonist, just because this is a necessary bloody routine of ancient abuse.

Since she is determined to write a bloody masterpiece, this kind of plot is of course indispensable.

But this bloody way is too exciting and addictive for readers in this world!

Qiushui opened his eyes wide and asked, "What about the later plot?"

"I haven't figured it out yet."

Qiushui sighed, and suddenly felt that everything had become boring.

Wen Ran smiled and said, "Didn't the bookstore keep sending me letters before, asking me to quickly write out the rest of the content?" Qiushui, I handed over the manuscript to you, so please take me to hand it over. ”

Qiushui propped his chin with one hand and let out a listless "oh".

Shen Bei suddenly said, "Ranran, it's not too early."

Xiaobai asked curiously, "Wen Ran, what are you going to do?"

Wen Ran said: "We have to go to the morning class, Qiushui, you and Xiaobai have a good rest here, if you have anything, you can come to me."

Qiushui was still thinking about the story of the ruthless venerable and the girl in scarlet clothes, and nodded casually when he heard the words.

Wen Ran and Shen Bei left this courtyard and went to Tai Chi Square, the disciples of Dengxian Mansion had to practice swords in Tai Chi Square every morning, and the handsome young men and beautiful girls were all standing together in white clothes, and the scene was indeed beautiful.

Some diligent disciples came over before dawn, and only a few like Wen Ran didn't delay until the last minute.

Luo Huai was stimulated by Shen Bei in the morning, and now he is practicing sword practice in the crowd.

Yan Qing had a pair of dark circles under his eyes, and his sword dancing movements were not so neat.

Wen Ran asked curiously, "Second Senior Brother, didn't you rest last night?"

Yan Qing sighed deeply, "Third Senior Uncle, she ......"

"What's wrong with the third uncle?"

Yan Qing seems to be ten years old, and he is weak to speak, "In the middle of the night, the third uncle wanted to eat the rice balls sold under the mountain for a while, and I finally bought the rice balls, and said that it was too hot, so I gave the third uncle a fan in the middle of the night......"

Wen Ran was deeply sympathetic, "Second Senior Brother, you have worked hard. ”

Yan Qing moved the corners of his mouth, he couldn't laugh, such a good young man would be tortured to the point of being unhuman in the third uncle.

"Ran." Shen Bei whispered in her ear, "I'll teach you how to practice swords."

Wen Ran's favorite thing is to be lazy, and the sword dance is just a posture, she shook her head, "Don't." ”

She had always known that she had no talent for swordsmanship.

Many disciples felt that Wen Ran was a tyrannical person, because Wen Ran was next to Shen Be, and she could see more closely how the perfect senior brother made moves, but Wen Ran's mind was not on sword practice at all, but the position next to Shen Bei could only be occupied by her.

On the other side, Qin Susu was also there, but because of her amnesia, her every move seemed a little sluggish, and she was completely relying on her body's instinctive movements.

I don't know which disciple said: "Senior Sister Qin, the way you made this move is wrong, I remember that the best person to practice this sword move is Senior Brother, why don't you go and ask Senior Brother for advice, didn't you also ask Senior Brother before?"

Since the news of Qin Susu's heroic and fearless "sacrifice" of himself spread, many people have changed a lot of their opinion of her when they see her back.

Qin Susu listened to what the disciple said, and couldn't help but look at the most conspicuous young man in the crowd for help.

Wen Ran hurriedly turned around, put on a delicate posture of her little daughter, grabbed Shen Bei's hand and said, "Senior brother, I can't practice this sword move well, you teach me, okay?"

Shen Bei blinked.

Wen Ran stomped his feet, his face changed his expression, and he stared at him viciously, "Do you teach or not?" ”

Shen Bei only felt a cold wind behind him, his desire to survive was very strong, he held her sword hand and raised it, he took her sword to make a move, and said patiently: "Ranran, don't retract your strength too quickly when you collect the sword, take your time, it's not easy to hurt yourself."

Even with Shen Bei's one-on-one counseling, Wen Ran can't learn it in an instant.

But the young man who was as cold as jade did not have the slightest impatience, and he took the trouble to teach her the most basic things such as sword and sword.

Sometimes when the wind blows the hairband on the girl's black hair, he will reach out and gently straighten her hairband, and by the way, tidy up her slightly messy forehead.

A certain male disciple let out the emotion in everyone's hearts, "I envy my senior sister......"

Qin Susu pursed her lips and said, "Senior Sister Wen has been taught by Senior Brother, but her moves have not made much progress."

"Senior Sister Qin, you don't understand this, Senior Sister, she is guarded by a senior brother, and it doesn't matter if the swordsmanship has improved or not." It was Luo Huai who spoke, and he said matter-of-factly: "If I have someone like Senior Brother who guards every day, even if I am an ordinary person who is powerless, I am willing!"

Luo Huai's words actually attracted the nods of many senior brothers.

Qin Susu's eyelids jumped.

Probably because of amnesia, everyone is a stranger, she can't help but think, is this group of senior brothers too much admiration for the senior brother?

But it is undeniable that Qin Susu looked at Wen Ran, who could be treated patiently by Shen Bei, and she did have a feeling of envy in her heart.

Li Jiaoxi, who was in charge of supervising the morning classes of the disciples, walked over, he blew his beard and glared, "It's not time to rest yet, move for me!" ”

Everyone hurriedly withdrew their wandering gazes.

It was the first time in history that Wen Ran practiced swords so seriously, her hands were sore, and as soon as the morning class was over, she couldn't wait to drag Shen Bei away from the sun-lit Taiji Square and walk towards a place with shade.

Wen Ran touched her face, "It's over, I'm not going to get a tan, right?" ”

Shen Bei shielded her from the sun with his hand, "Don't be afraid, even if you become dark-skinned, I will like you." ”

“…… Forget it. "She can't imagine being African.

The people in the square were almost scattered, but Qin Susu was still there practicing the most basic swordsmanship under the scorching sun.

It was the same before, Qin Susu was not the most talented among the female disciples, but he must have worked the hardest.

Wen Ran raised her head and looked at Shen Bei, her eyes not blinking.

His scalp was numb when she saw him, "Ranran, what's wrong?" ”

"Do you want to teach her how to practice swords?"

He was puzzled, "I don't want to, why do you ask that?" ”

"In the past, when you saw her so serious, she would always go over and give me some advice, and if I asked you to play with me, you said that I was unreasonable."

Shen Bei held her hand, "Ranran, I like to play with you." ”

Wen Ran shook it back, and she smiled, "After class today, I'll accompany you to pick fruits." ”

There was a glow in his black eyes, "Ranran, you're so nice!" ”

Wen Ran bent her eyebrows and decided to kiss him quietly when she walked to a place where no one was.

Well, she was sure once again that she liked Shen Bei like this.

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