Late the next night, everything was still asleep.

As soon as Tang Zhuofeng walked to the porch and was about to slam the door, the lights in the house turned on.

His brows raised slightly, and at this time, the door opened from the inside, revealing a neatly dressed Ning Yuchu.

Tang Zhuofeng put down his hand and said with a smile: "Could it be that the prince of the world hasn't slept all night?" ”

Ning Yuchu cut his voice, twisted his arm and walked out: "You think too much, it's just a martial arts, it's not worth the trouble of being a master." ”

Tang Zhuofeng shrugged his shoulders, did not dwell on this topic, and went straight to the point.

"Add half a lap to your morning run today, is it okay for the prince?"

Ning Yuchu's thighs trembled, and the dead duck said stiffly: "When, of course it's no problem!" ”

An evil smile flashed in Tang Zhuofeng's eyes: "It seems that the prince is very confident, then add half a circle, otherwise this amount is not enough for me to stuff my teeth." ”

The villain in Ning Yuchu's heart jumped violently, turned his head and wanted to protest, so he looked at Tang Zhuofeng, "You won't be impossible, right?"

Ning Yuchu: ...... Again!

He could only turn his grief and anger into strength, gritted his teeth and ran.

It's a pity that this grief and anger died halfway, sweating and panting like a cow, with no image at all.

After running in the morning and squatting to go to half a life, the remaining half life was almost gone in Tang Zhuoyu's class.

Ning Yuchu held a pen in each hand, and bit a pen in his mouth, just to save time for dipping ink.

He worked hard to write down the main points of Tang Zhuoyu's speech.

As the saying goes, a good memory is better than a bad pen.

Since taking Tang Zhuoyu's class, his proud memory has not come in handy.

If you don't have enough brains, you can only consolidate them by taking notes.

Tang Zhuoyu put down the book and asked with a light smile: "What I said just now, does the prince understand?" ”

When Ning Yu first heard this, he nodded hesitantly and shook his head.

Tang Zhuoyu sighed lightly: "Then I'll say it again, the prince listens carefully, don't desert." ”

This bright sigh made Ning Yuchu want to cover his face with a book.

It's not that he is stupid, but the explanation of learning gods in a few words, which is extremely laborious for Ning Yuchu, who has just entered the sea of arithmetic, like a tadpole trying to keep up with a four-legged frog.

If you can't keep up with God's thinking, it takes you most of the time to understand.

Once upon a time, someone vowed to win an arithmetic class.

After class, I slapped my face and even doubted my life all the time.

Even so, this path was chosen by himself, and he had to go down on his knees.

In the painting class, after Tang Qingyi finished commenting, he saw Ning Yuchu lying there listlessly.

The master-apprentice relationship accumulated during these days made Tang Qingyi gloat at the same time, and at the same time, he gave birth to a loss of sympathy.

He patted Ning Yuchu on the shoulder and said with relief: "My eldest brother and second brother are both leaders in the civil and military arts of the younger generation in Dijing, and it is normal for them to be strict with you, because they also came over like this in those years. As the saying goes, strict teachers produce high apprentices, and if you don't do it well, you can also become a leader. ”

Ning Yuchu was depressed, and when he heard this tone that was good for you, he was even more unhappy in his heart, and looked up at him arrogantly: "Become a leader, can this status surpass the position of the prince?" ”

The tone was rather unscathing.

Tang Qingyi withdrew his hand and glanced at him: "Then do you think it is more proud to be a useful talent who is both civil and military, or is it glorious to be a prince who has achieved nothing in wine bags and rice bags?" ”

Ning Yuchu choked.

If it was before, he might have felt comfortable being a free man, and it would be good to be like this for the rest of his life.

But nowadays, he doesn't think so.

Tang Qingyi saw that he was silent, and a faint smile flashed in his eyes.