After Ning Yuchu accepted Zong Rui, he naturally had to be responsible for him.

So Ning Yuchu improved Tang Zhuofeng's training method and put it into teaching Zong Ruizhong.

In the past few days, he has been very busy, making tonic soup for Tang Li every day, and staring at Bai Yun's homework, Pope Rui is practicing martial arts, and he has to take care of his studies, and he can't wait to be like Monkey King, pluck a hair, and conjure up three or four of himself.

Zong Rui gets up early every day and is greedy for darkness, and he can't hide it from others, but he can't hide it from inseparable friends.

As soon as he sneaked out of the door early in the morning, he was caught by the people who were waiting for the rabbit.

"I've caught you, haven't you?"

"Linyou?!"

Zhong Linyou squinted and stared at him tightly: "That's right, it's me, tell me honestly, what have you been hiding from me and Yifei these days, what are you doing sneakily?" ”

Zong Rui's eyes dodged left and right, so he said to him on the left, but Linyou didn't eat this, and in the end he could only confess.

"Do you think Ning Yuchu is the master?!"

Zhong Linyou looked shocked, as if he recognized the thief as his father.

Zong Rui hurriedly covered his mouth, looking left and right: "You be quiet!" ”

With Bai Yun in front, Zhong Linyou quickly accepted this fact, he waved his hand, signaling that he would not be louder again, and Zong Rui let go of him.

"I can't tell you anymore, I'm going to be late, don't you know, my master is cruel, how long I'm late, I'm going to run a few more laps, I don't want to come to bed tomorrow, go first!"

"Take me with you, I want to see it too!"

The two figures quickly disappeared into the dark night on the eve of dawn.

Ning Yuchu didn't care about the extra people in the early training, and focused on teaching Bai Yun and Zong Rui.

Zhong Linyou was originally apprehensive, but he didn't expect Ning Yuchu to treat him as air, so he sat down casually.

After following for three days in a row, Zhong Linyou suddenly felt that this kind of early life seemed to have extended the whole day, and the feeling of wasting time disappeared all of a sudden.

Finally, one day, he couldn't help but take out a knife and bamboo, and sat down under the tree with Bai Yun, bowing his head and picking up.

Ning Yuchu came over to check Bai Yun's recitation, and just saw that he had done half of it, and a slight surprise flashed in his eyes: "You can make lanterns?" ”

Bai Yun preemptively said: "Linyou not only knows how to make lanterns, but also makes kites and other gadgets, and his hands are very skillful." ”

Zhong Linyou touched his head and said a little embarrassed: "It's all small carving skills." ”

Ning Yuchu bent down and picked up the small wooden boat he had made, his palm was big, and although the workmanship was rough, it was complete, and ordinary people couldn't do it.

He remembered the information he learned from Bao Xiaosheng and asked, "I heard that your father is on duty in the Ship Department of the Ministry of Industry, and he is an official in charge of shipbuilding?" ”

Zhong Linyou didn't expect him to know, so he was stunned before shaking his head: "His official position is very small, like shipbuilding, he can't participate in it, so he can only fight." ”

Ning Yuchu returned the small wooden boat to him: "You like carpentry?" ”

In the eyes of many people, carpentry is a profession that cannot be put on the table, Zhong Linyou hesitated and did not answer immediately.

Seeing that he carefully put the small wooden boat on the ground, Ning Yuchu already knew the answer, and he said indifferently: "Three hundred and sixty lines, regardless of high and low, all lines can be champions." ”

After saying this, without waiting for Zhong Linyou to react, he brought it over to look at the lively Zong Rui: "Don't you want to be lazy, there is still a circle." ”

Zong Rui snorted and followed with his tail between his legs.

Zhong Linyou pinched the bamboo strip tightly with his fingers, experienced waves in his heart, and when he calmed down, he looked up at the person standing under the morning sun, and he bent his eyes confidently.

Yes, three hundred and sixty lines, the line is the champion!