"Idle?" Zhu Changxun looked her up and down, and couldn't help but sneer, "Ye Jiangshu, do you think I'm you?" ”

What he meant by this was that Jiang Shu was a bored person.

Jiang Shu said that he was quick for a while, but now he took it to laugh at himself, and his face instantly became even more ugly.

She raised her foot and was about to walk over, grabbing him by the collar and asking him to speak clearly, but was pulled by Yu Jingrong beside her.

Yu Jingrong waited for her to turn her head to look at herself, raised her hand and pointed to the northeast of the lobby: "The clothes we wear to practice martial arts are all in the side room of the Fuzhai, let's go over quickly." ”

Jiang Shushen thought about it, and felt that after all, he had just arrived in ancient times, and he was not familiar with everything here, and it would not end well if the matter was too big, so he turned his head and glared at Zhu Changxun, who was standing in the corridor with his hand on the pillar, and said coldly: "I didn't think you were me, you were the one who was bored, don't get involved with me!" ”

After finishing speaking, without waiting for him to reply, he took Yu Jingrong's hand and strode in the direction of Fuzhai.

Seeing that his young lady was gone, Ping Qian hurriedly raised his hand to greet Yu Jingrong's maid next to him and followed.

"Sir, I'm not feeling well today, can I not go to the actual combat drill class?"

A few people had just walked through a nearby flower forest and walked up the path to Lai Fu Zhai, when they suddenly heard a female voice with a pleading voice from behind the bamboo bushes not far away.

Jiang Shu himself didn't really want to go to the actual combat exercise class, and wondered if Mr. Na would agree, so he pulled Yu Jingrong and walked over.

"If you really don't feel well, don't go, go home first, and find a doctor to see." A calm voice, with a bit of concern.

Without the shelter of the bamboo bushes, the black and orange figures were displayed in front of several people at a glance.

The man in the black suit was Mr. Zhang, who had just explained that they had gone to change clothes first.

And the woman who asked not to go to class was actually Zhu Xuanrao, who was named by the old master to answer the question "Why doesn't Bo Yi Shuqi eat Zhou Su" in class.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhu Xuanrao immediately happily pulled up his sleeves: "Mr. Zhang, you are so good!" I know that of all the gentlemen in this academy, you are the best one! ”

Mr. Zhang smiled faintly: "Okay, let's go back quickly." ”

"Thank you, sir!" Zhu Xuanrao smiled at him, and walked towards the opposite side in a hurry, where there was still a trace of discomfort.

Zhu Xuanrao left, and the gentleman had already noticed the arrival of Jiang Shu and the others, and looked back at them.

Jiang Shu hurriedly pulled Yu Jingrong over, bowed down to him, and said, "Sir, can the students not go to the actual combat exercise class?" ”

"You're not feeling well, too?" He asked.

"Not really, it's just ......"

Jiang Shu was looking for a reason to avoid the lesson that might have embarrassed him, when he suddenly looked behind him in surprise.

Jiang Shu followed his gaze and looked over, and saw Ping Qian standing there with his hands lightly clasped.

After staring at the screen for a while, the gentleman spoke softly, with a very complicated look in his eyes: "This girl seems to be alone!" ”

Jiang Shu raised his hand and pulled up Ping Qian, allowing her to take two steps forward: "This is my maid Ping Qian, I don't know who she looks like?" ”

The gentleman lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said, "An old man I haven't seen for many years." ”

Then, he moved his gaze to Ping Qian again: "Forgive me for taking the liberty of asking Ping Qian's girl Fang Ling?" ”