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I wish Qingchen is the last place!

He's gone!

Liars, a bunch of liars! said that "the son is silent and the strange force is confused", but as soon as he turned his head, they all came to incense!

Zhu Qingchen sat on the stone steps, with two bubbles of tears in his eyes, and turned his head angrily to look at the old scholar in the hall.

The old scholars were ready and took out the incense candles from the baskets.

Zhu Qingchen disturbed them loudly: "I am the number one!" The Buddha is above, the heavens and the earth are clear, and my students are the champions! ”

The old scholars did not panic at all, and methodically put the incense and candles one by one, placed them neatly, and the candle flames jumped.

Zhu Qingchen slammed the ground angrily: "It's mine!" The champion is mine! ”

The old scholars took Lixiang in both hands and stood in front of the Buddha statue: "Leave him alone, this little liar, let him cry for a while." ”

Zhu Qingchen was frantically making noise outside, trying to disturb them.

The system floated beside him, and a small electronic screen popped up—

Crawling .jpg gloomily

Zhu Qingchen can't understand the one in the back, but he can understand the one in front.

"Even you laugh at me?!"

Zhu Qingchen sat on the steps angrily, tugging at his sleeves for a while.

The system fell on his shoulder: "Angry? ”

"Angry." Zhu Qingchen said, "I'm not doing it, I'm going home." ”

"Don't be angry. The mission is not completed, and you can't go home now. ”

"......" Zhu Qingchen clenched his fist and gave it a look.

Sick of it!

At this time, the other scholars finished putting on the incense, straightened their clothes, and walked out refreshed.

"Xiao Zhu, are you still wronged?"

Zhu Qingchen turned his face away, not wanting to talk to them.

The old scholars sat down beside him, surrounded him, put their arms around his shoulders, and comforted him.

"Don't be wronged, then you didn't lie to us?"

"Besides, you're still so young, you can always teach a champion."

"Several of us are so old, before closing our eyes, we can teach a few more champions to be considered in vain."

Zhu Qingchen was shaken by their persuasion, but he was still a little angry.

"Don't be angry, come early in the morning, haven't eaten yet? Let's go, take you to the back of the meditation room to eat fast, the food in Dajue Temple is delicious. ”

Speaking of food, Zhu Qingchen raised his head: "What are the dishes?" ”

The old scholar said: "Wattles, curly ears, shepherd's cabbage, and some wild plum sauce, mixed with rice, eat together." ”

Zhu Qingchen swallowed: "Okay, but I have to eat two bowls." ”

"Eat, eat, eat, eat twenty bowls, I donate incense money, eat as much as you want."

Zhu Qingchen was pulled up by them and went to the meditation room together.

The monastery masters had just gotten up and were having breakfast.

They sat down at an empty table, and the little novice brought them a wooden bucket of rice and a few plates of wild vegetables.

Zhu Qingchen clasped his hands together: "Thank you, little master." ”

Xiao Shami bowed slightly: "The donor doesn't have to be polite, please use it slowly." ”

Zhu Qingchen rolled up his sleeves, stood up, took the wooden bowl, and began to serve the meal.

Fill a bowl of rice, cover with two chopsticks of wild vegetables, and drizzle with a little plum sauce.

Zhu Qingchen held the spoon and began to mix rice.

The old scholar persuaded him: "Be less sheng, and no one will rob you, and you will be stirred out later." ”

Zhu Qingchen moved carefully and skillfully: "No, I'm very powerful." ”

The plum sauce is sour and sour, mixed with rice, and it is delicious.

Zhu Qingchen took a bite and left all the sad things behind.

He held the spoon in his hand, sat on the cushion and shook it, and his tail was about to rise to the sky.

The old scholars glanced at each other, and their expressions were complicated: "Xiao Zhu really doesn't remember, just take a bite, and his anger was suppressed." ”

"I'm not afraid that he will be angry in the future, just stuff him with some food and it will be fine."

Zhu Qingchen heard them speak, raised his head, and his face changed.

The old scholar sitting next to him pressed his head: "Eat, don't care about anything else." ”

Zhu Qingchen stuffed another mouthful of rice into his mouth.

Well, it's delicious!

The rice in Dajue Temple is really delicious, and I wish Qingchen to eat two large bowls in a row.

While eating, Zhu Qingchen made a vow: "If my student can't win the top prize, I will come to Dajue Temple to become a monk." ”

The old scholars frowned, looked at him with complicated expressions, and comforted: "You are still young, and you still have a chance." ”

At this time, the little novice said quietly: "Donor, if you eat too much, you will eat the temple." ”

Zhu Qingchen: ?

The old scholars hurriedly pulled the little novice away: "What are you messing with him for?" Walk fast, walk fast. ”

After eating, Zhu Qingchen carried his small basket again and went to the main hall to offer incense.

It's all here, and you always have to put incense on it.

And the sun began to rise, and many people came to offer incense.

Zhu Qingchen stood reverently in front of the Buddha statue, bowed down, and made a wish in his heart: "Pei Xuan and Liu An, Liu An and Pei Xuan, at least one of the top three!" Xinnan is willing to be a vegetarian for the rest of his life, except for squirrel mandarin fish, except for lychee meat, except for barbecued pork......"

The system could hear his heart: "You might as well say it directly, you eat chicken, duck and fish, and you don't eat crickets and grasshoppers." ”

"Shut up, don't disturb me to make a wish." Zhu Qingchen straightened his waist, inserted incense, folded his hands again, closed his eyes, and made a wish again.

"That's it!" Zhu Qingchen walked out of the hall with confidence, "I'm so sincere, it's definitely no problem." ”

Redefining sincerity.

Zhu Qingchen and several old scholars walked around the temple and visited the temple host.

Zhu Qingchen also invited a wooden Buddha statue of Manjushri to go back.

He asked the other scholars, "Don't you invite?" ”

The old scholars smiled: "Please, we have already invited, and we can't put it at home." ”

"Oh."

Zhu Qingchen respectfully invited the Bodhisattva into his small basket and covered it with a small blue cloth.

The system is helpless: "...... It's not cold. ”

Zhu Qingchen has a heart: "How could it not? Wait a minute, you have to carry a basket and ride a horse, it's windy outside, and the Bodhisattva will be cold! ”

“……”

Before leaving, the old scholars donated incense money to the temple.

Zhu Qingchen stood beside him with his waist crossed, his hands spread out, and his sleeves were empty.

Forget it, who made him young?

Thinking that he had eaten so much food in the monastery in the morning, the old scholars paid a little more money.

Leaving the Dajue Temple, Zhu Qingchen carried Manjushri Bodhisattva, held the reins in both hands, and walked slowly and leisurely on the way back to the city.

The carriages of the old scholars followed.

Horseshoe ruts are printed on the white snow, and a new year begins.

*

Back at home, Zhu Qingchen specially cleaned up a table with his own hands, respectfully put Manjushri on it, and added an incense burner as a tribute.

Zhu Qingchen clasped his hands together: "From today on, I will come to worship every day until the end of the temple test." ”

Zhu Qingchen's piety is time-limited.

The system replaced its electronic screen with a panda head emoji of "want to talk and stop talking and desire".

At this time, Song Feng knocked on the door outside: "Master, are you awake?" Senior Brother Liu and a few classmates came to pay New Year's greetings to the master. ”

Zhu Qingchen responded: "I'm up, you come in." ”

"Okay." Song Feng pushed open the door and was startled when he saw the scene in front of him, "Master, when did you go and invite a Bodhisattva back?" ”

"Just now."

"You're out?"

"That's right."

Song Feng covered his head, how did he feel that he was stupid?

When did the Master go out? How did he not know?

Zhu Qingchen patted him on the shoulder and walked out of the room.

Several students were already waiting in front of the hall, and when they saw him coming, they hurriedly bowed down and saluted, asking the master for a good New Year.

Zhu Qingchen responded with a smile, took out the red envelopes that had been prepared a long time ago from his sleeves, and distributed them to them.

"One for Liu An, one for Pei Xuan, one for each person, and one for me too."

"Thank you, Master."

Zhu Qingchen sat upright in the hall and looked at them "lovingly".

The system said, "Here it is again, here it is again, that's the expression." ”

The students collected the red envelopes and moved them to Zhu Qingchen: "Master, can we go to the backyard to set off firecrackers?" ”

Zhu Qingchen pretended to make a face: "How old are you all?" Still playing? ”

"Just play for a while, and go back to the book."

"Okay." Zhu Qingchen stood up and approached them, "Did you bring artillery to fight?" Show me. ”

The students opened their pockets and showed him the cannonballs they had brought: "Does the Master want to put it with us?" ”

Zhu Qingchen frowned and waved his hand: "Don't, don't, you go and let it go." ”

This kind of artillery battle is too powerful, Zhu Qingchen doesn't dare to let it go alone, he can't run fast, and he will be blown up if he is not careful.

If Li Yue accompanies him, he dares to play.

Zhu Qingchen sat in the pavilion in the backyard, and the students set off artillery in the snow, bang, and the snow flew.

Liu An, who was mature, sat next to his master and made tea for him, but he was caught off guard and was blown up in snow by his junior brothers.

Liu An brought the teacup to the master and looked at the master: "Master." ”

Zhu Qingchen understood and nodded: "Go ahead." ”

Liu An stood up, rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards the disobedient juniors.

*

On the day of the Lantern Festival, the government arranged another fireworks display outside the city.

Zhu Qingchen went with his little horse and watched the fireworks outside the city with the students.

The fireworks were blaring, and the students were chirping behind him.

"This looks good."

"This is also pretty, let's go back and write a poem."

It's a bit noisy.

Zhu Qingchen turned his head and said lightly: "Don't forget to go back to the school palace tomorrow for class." ”

The students' voices immediately dimmed.

They don't want to go to the Academy! Don't want to study!

Zhu Qingchen turned his head, held his face, and looked at the fireworks in the sky.

His ears were finally quiet.

But—

The system is also irritated: "Can you please stop 'wah-wah-wow' in your heart?" It's noisy! ”

Zhu Qingchen held his face: "No, because I am a teacher, you are not a teacher, they want to listen to me, I don't have to listen to you." ”

The system paused, and said quietly: "You will go to work in the Academy Palace tomorrow." ”

"......" Zhu Qingchen choked.

Zhu Qingchen turned around, hugged the students, and cried.

Don't want to go to school!

Don't want to go to work!

The people next to them were stunned, is this fireworks so touching? Why do you cry and cry like this?

After the fireworks show, Zhu Qingchen led a group of students, like a group of chickens, through the street, ready to go home.

Zhu Qingchen sniffled, his eyes were still red.

At the same time, the emperor led the musicians down from the castle tower.

The emperor glanced at him, saw his red eyes and nose, and couldn't help frowning.

His system wondered: "What is he crying about?" ”

The emperor said: "I probably saw the fireworks and remembered me." Zhu Qingqing used to be very clingy to me. It's not good for me, just thinking about letting him watch a fireworks, but I didn't expect to make him cry. ”

The small red ball of light floated up and listened, and then floated back: "Host, Zhu Qingchen just doesn't want to go to work, what are you doing to yourself?" ”

Emperor:?

"I don't believe it, you lied to me."

On the other side, the small blue ball of light lay on Zhu Qingchen's shoulder, and suddenly trembled.

"Host, I seem to feel a strange aura."

"What?"

"It's gone quickly, and I haven't reacted yet."

"That's probably my sad breath."

"No way, your sad breath is too strong, I won't feel it." The system paused, "All your emotions are strong, you will stomp and roll, and I am not blind." ”