"Huh?"

Zhao Yu was stunned.

But without waiting for Zhao Yu to answer, Jiang Ruotong said proudly:

"Let me tell you, when my mother used to punish me for kneeling, I told the story to the maid, and I was fascinated when I talked about it, and then I didn't know that it hurt, and the time for kneeling passed so quickly!"

Hearing this, Zhao Yu smiled dumbly.

He finally understood at this moment that Jiang Ruotong didn't really want to listen to the story, but to help him distract.

Once a person is distracted, his attention will not be concentrated, and he will not think about the pain in his knee all the time, so it will naturally not hurt so much.

It is also true that Zhao Yu did forget the pain during this storytelling.

It's a kind little girl!

put a label on Jiang Ruotong in his heart, and Zhao Yu looked at Jiang Ruotong's gaze softened.

Seeing Zhao Yu smiling, Jiang Ruotong also laughed proudly, and then thought of something, and said again:

"By the way, you're telling stories to give a reward, right? I didn't bring any money today, so I'll reward you in another way! ”

As he spoke, Jiang Ruotong took out a handkerchief, folded it neatly into a small strip, and then said to Zhao Yu:

"Lift your knees up!"

When the voice fell, Jiang Ruotong put the handkerchief on the ground without saying anything, and then pushed it towards Zhao Yu's knee.

Zhao Yu subconsciously raised his knee, and then the handkerchief was placed under Zhao Yu's knee.

Seeing this scene, Shen Yun next to him widened.

He was full of vinegar when he saw Jiang Ruotong and Zhao Yu interacting there before, but now when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but speak:

"Senior Sister Ruotong, this is not appropriate, right? This is a gentleman's punishment to kneel! ”

"Appropriate, this is a reward for storytelling! Master Han asked me to come and see you, and it's up to me here! The three of you kneel for me to reflect, and if you dare to be lazy, I will tell Master Han to punish you again! ”

Jiang Ruotong looked like a little adult, and after finishing speaking, he took the maid into the back hall through the side door.

As soon as Jiang Ruotong left, Shen Yun suddenly glared at Zhao Yu angrily.

However, Zhao Yu ignored him, and just knelt down appropriately.

Although the handkerchief was a little thin, Jiang Ruotong folded it in many layers, and it was also a little thick, so that Zhao Yu didn't feel much pain.

The pain is relieved, and time flies.

Finally.

An hour of punishment was over.

The three of them left the main hall, parted ways, and Zhao Yu returned to the dormitory.

If it is dark today, the canteen has closed, but Zhao Yu has not eaten dinner yet.

Fortunately, when he came to the private school today, Hu was afraid that Zhao Yu would be hungry in the school, so he made him a few rice crackers.

Zhao Yu Qingshui took rice cakes, sat at the head of the bed and ate them.

"You're so brave!"

Just as Zhao Yu was eating rice crackers, in the dim light, half of his head and a pair of awe-inspiring little eyes appeared on the wooden board next to him.

The wooden board was the partition between the two beds, and the little eyes were needless to say, they must be the little children in the next bed.

Zhao Yu ignored the little child's interest, glanced at him, and continued to eat his own rice crackers.

But at this time, the owner of the small eyes came from a voice again:

"You're so brave! Even Dian Yong and Shen Yun dared to fight! ”

"Dian Yong?"

Zhao Yu stopped chewing and looked at the small eyes on the partition suspiciously.

"Yes, it's Dian Yong!"

Seeing that Zhao Yu ignored him, he didn't have the fierce appearance of the afternoon, and his small eyes rushed up boldly, revealing a delicate little head.

This head Zhao Yu has seen, it is the Mengtong of Class C.

This dormitory is occupied by students from classes C and B, and students from class A are in another dormitory.

Looking at this little boy, Zhao Yu became interested and curious:

"What's your name? The Dian Yong you are talking about is the sturdy boy this afternoon? ”

"My name is Jumeng, from Peach Blossom Village! Don't you know that the man's name is Dian Yong? ”

The little boy lay on the partition and snapped his fingers and said:

"I'll tell you, Dian Yong is amazing, his father used to be in the army, he learned two tricks from his father, and the fight was very powerful, when our private school and other private school students were fighting outside, he was at the front, and he often won! If Shen Yun had anything, he would also spend money to ask him to help! ”

"Oh! By the way, do you know Shen Yun? He's even more powerful, his father is a wealthy businessman in Changning County, and his family is rich! ”

The little boy Zhu Meng poured out everything he knew, and after finishing speaking, he looked at Zhao Yu playfully.

"Dian Yong...... Wealthy businessman ......"

Zhao Yu's eyes flickered, and he chewed the rice crackers in his mouth again.

After swallowing the rice crackers, Zhao Yu smiled at Zhu Meng again:

"You know a lot, do you know that girl in Class B?"

"Of course I do!"

After getting Zhao Yu's praise, Zhu Meng raised his little head arrogantly, and then hurriedly introduced:

"Her name is Jiang Ruotong, she is from the capital, her father is a senior official in Beijing, this time she followed his father to Changning County on business, it is said that his father has some relationship with Mr., so she let her live in Mr.'s house temporarily, and then she went to school with her!"

"How do you know that?"

Zhao Yu was a little surprised.

"Of course I do!"

Ju Meng's mouth pursed, but then his face boasted:

"Many people know these things, big officials have come to the capital, and the county is spreading everywhere."

"That's ...... so"

Zhao Yu turned his head, then lay down on the bed, his eyes looking at the ceiling.

On the side, seeing that Zhao Yu ignored him, Zhu Meng opened his mouth and wanted to call Zhao Yu, but thinking of Zhao Yu's fierce appearance in the afternoon, he was afraid of provoking Zhao Yu, so he pouted and retracted his head.

The night is getting deeper.

The lights went out, and the private school was plunged into darkness.

Following.

The sky was still slightly bright, and Zhao Yu, who was used to getting up early, got up and walked out of the dormitory.

It's still dark outside.

Although it is dry now, there is still a slight coolness in the morning.

Standing under the eaves in front of the dormitory, Zhao Yu faced the courtyard and moved his muscles.

I found that my body was still in pain yesterday, but today it is much better, and my muscles are still a little sore.

Zhao Yu knew that he had been kicked by Dian Yong a few times yesterday, and he did not suffer any internal injuries, just some skin injuries.

Taking a deep breath, Zhao Yu immediately ran along the courtyard.

The courtyard of the school is quite large, about two or three hundred meters down in a circle, the courtyard is a rockery pavilion, and it is surrounded by a corridor.

Zhao Yu ran along the corridor, gradually increasing his speed.

After yesterday's incident, Zhao Yu understands the importance of having a strong body, otherwise he will really be beaten to the side.

Even, if there is a chance, Zhao Yu wants to learn martial arts.

This world is not just about fighting, even going out is dangerous, Zhao Yu feels that even if he is an official and has power, he is not safe, he has no force to defend himself, and it may be someone else's meat at any time.

It's just that it's harder to learn martial arts than to study.

Poor and rich in martial arts, not to mention that it is difficult to find a master to practice martial arts, and a lot of resources are needed......

While running, Zhao Yu pondered.

As the sky gradually brightened, Zhao Yu also ran sweating profusely and panting.

After running fifteen laps, Zhao Yu stopped, then stretched and did push-ups in the courtyard.

It wasn't until the sky was getting bright that Zhao Yu tiptoed back to the dormitory, wiped his sweat, and then took his own board and brush and returned to the courtyard again.

Sitting in front of the stone table in the courtyard, Zhao Yu put the wooden board on the stone table, then dipped the brush in water and began to practice calligraphy on the wooden board.

Water droplets through stones, iron pestle sharpens needles!

Zhao Yu knows that his calligraphy is not good, but as long as he insists on practicing every day, he believes that there will always be a day when he practices well!

Time passes in a single stroke!

The sky is also getting brighter and the sun is gradually rising.

The school starts at nine o'clock.

Before that, many students living in private schools had already gotten up early and came to the courtyard to read and recite.

Zhao Yu was still practicing calligraphy on the stone table with the sound of reading aloud.

It wasn't until the end of class that Zhao Yu hurriedly ate breakfast and entered the class with a group of students.

In the following time.

Zhao Yu entered a quiet study life, Shen Yun didn't trouble him anymore, and everything was on the right track.

Get up early in the morning to run and exercise, then practice calligraphy, then go to class, study in the dormitory after class, sometimes tell stories to Jiang Ruotong, and live a full and quiet life.

This quiet private school life lasted for seven days.

On the seventh day, Zhao Yu's freshman preferential treatment ended, and Mr. finally stopped writing his examination school silently.