"Linyou, if you become famous this time, don't forget your brothers."

Zong Rui propped up the table with his hand, leaned towards his fellow table, and said with a grin.

Since qualifying for the competition, Zhong Linyou has asked Mr. Zhang to get the competition questions of previous years, and he has been practicing day and night these days.

At this time, hearing Zong Rui's joke, he said embarrassedly: "I haven't written these eight characters yet, so don't laugh at me." ”

Yuan Yifei hooked Zong Rui's neck and pulled him to his side: "Don't bother him, he only has a few days left to prepare." ”

Zong Rui covered his mouth and nodded, indicating that he would not talk any more.

At this time, Zina was about to talk to Tang Li, passing by Yuan Yifei's table, he was shocked, picked up the paper and looked at it seriously: "This handwriting is really good, unlike my dog crawling words, only I can recognize it, and the teacher has to read it for a long time." ”

Yuan Yifei glanced at it, and immediately reached out and snatched the paper back.

Xena touched his nose and touched his nose before walking to Tang Li's side.

This scene was in Ning Yuchu's eyes, he sneered, and nodded at Yuan Yifei at Zina: "Do you know what quirks that person has?" ”

Ziner shook his head blankly: "I don't know." ”

Yuan Yifei immediately threw a warning look at Ning Yuchu, but unfortunately Ning Yuchu didn't scare him at all, and deliberately slowed down his patience: "He's a person, he doesn't like others to praise him for his good looks, just like a man doesn't like others to praise him for his good looks, his mother is girly." ”

Zener sighed, "That's a quirk. ”

Who doesn't like to be praised for their beautiful writing, beautiful paintings, and beautiful poems.

Yuan Yifei glared at Ning Yuchu speechlessly, and there was nothing he could do about him, so he could only sprinkle his anger on copying books.

Tang Li looked at the happy appearance of several people, and shook his head solemnly.

Zhong Linyou's participation in the Seven Towns League reached Bai Qiancheng's ears.

"Why did you do this to me?!"

Bai Aya gradually got soaked, and he pounded the bed board hard, but he couldn't do anything.

Sometimes, growing up is like this, and it's helpless.

At this time, the murderer was not caught, and he lamented that fate was really a trick.

Late at night.

A figure flashed in front of the window, and in the blink of an eye, the man was already kneeling on the ground.

"Young master, according to reliable sources, the prince will appear in the Seven Towns League and participate as a judge."

The person who was grinding, his fingers were beaten, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and even his fingertips were white from the hard pinching.

"Ning...... That...... Zhan ......"

He seemed to be muttering and gritting his teeth, with an unspeakable unfinished meaning.

The atmosphere in the room was frozen, like ice to the bone.

The man in black buried his head deeply, not daring to look up at the young master.

The young man's figure seemed to freeze his back, and he only woke up when he knew that the ink on the ink strip was slowly condensing into droplets and falling.

A cool breeze blew through the window, dissipating the hatred in the trill.

He discarded the ink strip on the table, took the snow-white handkerchief beside him, and slowly wiped his fingers.

The man in black called tentatively: "Young master? ”

The young man hummed, and his voice had returned to normal: "This time in the Seven Towns League, since he is here, then I can't expose it to people, so as not to attract his attention." ”

The man in black wondered, "Then what are you going to do?" ”

The young man lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyelashes: "You do as I say." ”

In the empty window, two figures were reflected, one standing and one kneeling, as if whispering something.

The night was as cold as water, and the insects and birds chirped, as if nothing had happened.