Zhao Rong couldn't help but glance at Zhu Weirui's smiling face.

The beautiful and elegant willow leaf eyes, like the upturned corners of the mouth of the orchid petals, an indescribable orchid temperament, as long as you get a little close to her, it will always linger on the tip of your nose.

Zhao Rong had a long time in his previous life firmly believed that there was no difference between men and women, and he had always retained a skeptical attitude about "women made of water", feeling that men and women were made of "cement", and there were always more or less unsatisfactory flaws, no matter how they were modified.

It's just that Zhao Rong at this moment wants to say "really fragrant", in all senses.

The Mr. Zhu in front of him, at present, gives him the impression that it is really like water, soft and flawless, by the way, and add a little orchid, well, just like the cup of orchid tea that Zhao Rong is now holding in his hand, just looking at and smelling can taste her just right, not light or strong taste, orchid tea is clear and clear, the tea mist is warm and sweet, and it is very warm to the hands.

You can't help but want to take a sip.

In the same way, he gave Zhao Rong the same senses, as well as Qingjun and Xiaoxiao in his heart, as well as some mountain fairies he had seen in Taiqing Mansion.

Probably because of their cultivation, they make people look immaculate at first glance, just like water.

Zhao Rong tilted his head, his eyes moved away from Zhu Weirui's face, he changed the rosewood teacup he was holding in his right hand to one hand, and looked at Zhu Weirui's jade fingers on the table just now with water and writing.

I saw the eight-character small letters.

'The word of square inch has its own world. ’

The font is elegant and charming, it is a typical style of writing in the post school, and it is also estimated that there is no tablet school in this world.

For a moment, Zhao Rong's gaze stopped.

Zhu Weirui, who had been paying attention to him, saw this scene, and her eyes suddenly brightened.

She pursed her lips and stared at Zhao Rong's side face, the words she had just written as far as he could see.

His eyes moved back and forth, as if he was a little cautious.

Zhu Weirui's waist and shoulders were more dignified and straight, she held her sleeves with both hands, her breathing was lighter, and she was silent.

Yu Huaijin on the side happened to raise his eyes at this time, and together with the students outside this small world who could only see the picture but couldn't hear the sound, they saw this scene that seemed to be familiar.

Yu Huaijin opened his mouth slightly, a little stunned, because Mr. Zhu in front of him was like a student waiting for him to correct his homework after handing in his homework to the teacher by hand, his expression was a little uneasy, but he had some faint expectations for being able to get praise.

This scene is very familiar to Yu Huaijin and the students of the Frank Hall in the open space, isn't it the same as before......

Zhu Weirui actually didn't notice the change in herself, because all her current attention was on that person, her movements and demeanor were involuntary, and she didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

There is no before and after learning, and the master is the teacher.

And calligraphy, is extremely weak, to her position is almost unprecedented, it is extremely difficult to find other things to learn from, can only in the vast night, alone forward, step by step careful groping, but at this time, Zhao Rong suddenly appeared, like a traveler in the middle of the night confused forward, suddenly saw a fellow traveler who walked farther than her in the distance, and also lit a dazzling lamp, which made Zhu Weirui reluctant to embarrass herself.

This is also the reason why she reacted so much after seeing Zhao Rong's words on the couplet.

After waiting for a while, Zhu Weirui looked at Zhao Rong's expression and couldn't help but speak, with a slight cowardice in her tone.

"Zhao Gongzi...... How about these words of the little woman. ”

Yu Huaijin, who was behind her, heard this, her eyelids jumped, and she couldn't help but look at the teacher, she opened her mouth, and stopped talking.

Zhao Rong stared at the eight words on the table, his brows furrowed.

Zhu Weirui's shoulders trembled slightly, she bit her lip, and was silent, but the good-looking moth eyebrows were already tightly gathered together.

The woman in the Confucian shirt looked at her own words without blinking, and her expression was serious.

"The words are already very good. Zhao Rong frowned and looked at her, "It's just ......"

Zhu Weirui was stunned for a moment, and said eagerly: "Childe, it's just something." ”

Zhao Rong was helpless, "It's just that sir, can you stop calling me that, below is a student of the ink pool, you are Mr. Academy, the word 'childe', I can't afford it." ”

Yu Huaijin had already closed her mouth, and she glanced at Zhao Rong.

Zhu Weirui suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and then, she blinked, a smile was written on the corner of her lips, and nodded slightly, "Okay, but we are officially acquainted today, and we must stipulate the title." ”

Zhao Rong propped his arms on the table, continued to pick up the Zihao pen, played with it in his hand, and thought slightly, "Yes, as long as you don't call me Gongzi again." ”

Zhu Weirui squinted and said, "What is Ziyu's name outside the academy." ”

"A single word is a Rong, and the pen is from Rong's Rong. ”

Zhu Weirui bowed her head, her lips and teeth tasted, "Rong...... Zhao Rong, the word Ziyu, Rong, Bingge, Yu, Meiyu, turn the war into jade silk, a good name. ”

Zhao Rong smiled casually, "Mr. Zhu, what about you." ”

Zhu Weirui opened her mouth, suddenly closed it again, and said with the same smile: "Ziyu, guess." ”

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, "Mr.'s surname is Zhu, the word Wei Rui, the word Wei Rui, the word Wei Rui, there are lush vegetation, orchids are flourishing and drooping, and the elders give words, most of them are the opposite of the name and the word, so Mr. Your name, the meaning is likely to be the opposite of 'Wei Rui', and this is a suitable name for women, and it should not be too cumbersome, it should be popular......

At this point, he paused, then shook his head and smiled, "The range is too large, and it is too difficult to guess the same, but ...... Looking down at Mr.'s demeanor and having a relationship with orchids, then just guess that Mr.'s name has the word 'quiet' or 'quiet', or is it actually 'quiet' or 'quiet'?"

When the words fell, Zhao Rong looked at Zhu Weirui curiously, waiting for her answer, but the latter looked at him with a smile and was silent, but the smile seemed to be bigger than just now.

Zhu Weirui nodded lightly and shook her head slightly.

Zhao Rong stopped the pen in his hand, looked at her with bright eyes, and became interested, "Mr. Zhu don't want to sell Guanzi, is it right or not?"

Zhu Weirui's face was full of smiles, she put her hands in front of her abdomen, glanced at Zhao Rong pinching her hands, and never drank the blue tea, and the white smoke coming out of it had gradually thinned.

Zhao Rong understood, immediately raised his glass, lowered his head and took a sip.

The tip of the tongue is slightly sweet, the taste is clear, and in an instant, this warm and sweet tea is from the tip of the tongue to the throat, like pulling out a flame, warming the throat and stomach.

He took a deep breath, only to feel that his teeth were still fragrant.

Zhao Rong couldn't help but tilt his head again and pour the cup down, and then couldn't help but exhale, feeling exceptionally comfortable.

Zhu Weirui squinted and nodded, reached out to take the teacup, and poured another cup of white misty tea from the teapot and handed it over.

Zhao Rong took the hot tea and did not thank him politely, for some reason, he felt that he had just gone down with a cup of tea, and his body was indescribably comfortable.

Zhao Rong looked at the second cup of hot tea in his hand, which was the well water of Zhengguanjing.

At this time, although he didn't look up, he also felt the straight eyes of his classmates in the Frank Hall.

It should be a psychological effect, Zhao Rong tugged at the corners of his mouth.

Yu Huaijin, who had been quietly staring, couldn't help but glance sideways at him after hearing Zhao Rong's speculation about the teacher's name, his gaze was indescribable, and this change in his gaze had gradually begun since Zhu Weirui sat down here just now, just like ...... It's the same as getting acquainted with it again.

And after seeing Zhao Rong and her husband talking and laughing so naturally and tacitly at this moment, Yu Huaijin's eyes became even more complicated.

Zhao Rong took another sip of tea and raised his head, "Doesn't Mr. Zhu drink it?"

Zhu Weirui shook the teapot, thought about it, and filled herself a cup.

If it weren't for the fact that she wanted to increase the enthusiasm of the people in the hall today, especially the guy who seemed to have no desire in front of him, Zhu Weirui estimated that she would forget about the well water, but at present, it was useless to take out this well water as a color head, and she didn't come out of Zhao Rong's "flickering" to make her fall asleep......

Zhu Weirui smiled, shook the teapot again, and put away the teapot that had been poured out and the big bamboo tube that had been poured out.

"Mr. Zhu hasn't told me the answer yet. ”

The woman in the Confucian shirt gracefully picked up the teacup, in the mist of tea, took a shallow sip of her red lips, raised her head warmly, squinted her willow eyes, and said in a crisp and warm voice:

"Yourong, the little woman's surname is Zhu, and her name is Yourong. ”

Zhao Rong murmured, "Spectacle...... Zhu Yourong, the word Weirui, the orchid is in full bloom, this is Weirui, but it is isolated and empty, Yazi is lonely and no one appreciates, this is a quiet appearance, a good name. ”

Zhu Weirui smiled and bowed her head.

Seeing this scene, Yu Huaijin frowned.

Zhao Rong was tasting this woman's name, but his expression was suddenly stunned, he didn't know what he thought, he couldn't help but look at Zhu Weirui and her...... I bury my head in my chest.

"That cough cough ......"

Zhao Rong coughed lightly, quickly retracted his gaze, lowered his head and took a sip of tea, and swallowed the question he wanted to ask Zhu Yourong if he had a sister named Xuanran.

Zhu Weirui noticed something, looked at Zhao Rong a little strangely, and said suspiciously: "Ziyu, my name, my appearance, but what's wrong?"

Zhao Rong shook his head like a rattle, "It's not inappropriate, it's not inappropriate, it's a good name that fits you very well, Mr. Zhu Yourong, Zhu Yourong, cough cough." ”

When Zhu Weirui heard this, she smiled embarrassedly, "Thank you Ziyu." ”

Zhao Rong nodded, but his eyes were still a little uncontrollable, and he couldn't help but glance at a certain cafeteria.

He gasped slightly, he hadn't noticed it when he got along before, but now that he looked, this Mr. Zhu was wearing a wide goose-yellow Confucian shirt, although Zhao Rong looked at it now, far from the magnificent scene of waves and angry waves, and the peaks were like gatherings, but at this time, the normal ups and downs like the green mountains in the distance from the other side of the river were almost the same as that of the little girl.

However, one thing to understand is that Mr. Zhu, like Yu Huaijin, Li Xueyou, Xiao Hongyu and other female students, is wearing a man's shirt with his hair tied up, and according to the unwritten rules, he will tightly bind his chest when he is active in the academy.

So...... However, Zhao Rong couldn't help it and didn't look at it, his eyes were staring at the desk, Zhu Weirui wrote it in ordinary water, and the eight words that were about to dry up were slightly distracted.

From this point of view, Mr. Zhu's scale is already the largest woman he has ever seen in the academy.

“...... Good name. Zhao Rong lowered his head and muttered, raised the teacup and drank the tea.

Zhu Weirui always felt that the man in front of her was a little strange, but she couldn't tell where it was.

She shook her head to dispel these thoughts, and then smiled: "There are still some things, Ziyu, we have to regulate them in advance." ”

"What's the matter?" Zhao Rong put down the cup.

Zhu Weirui: "If we are in front of the people in the academy, we still carry out the rites of teachers and students, I call you Ziyu, you call me Mr. Zhu, and after people, when we are alone, we intersect with each other, you can call me Zhu Yourong, I can call you Zhao Rong or Ziyu, so good?"

Zhao Rong nodded, "Yes, Mr. Zhu." ”

"Zhao Rong, what do you call me?"

"Spectacle?"

Hearing this intimate nickname that directly ignored the surname, Zhu Weirui slightly deviated her gaze, and instead of looking directly at Zhao Rong, she shook her head gently, "No, it's Zhu Yourong." ”

Zhao Rong turned his pen, "Okay, Mr. Zhu." ”

Zhu Weirui turned her head and looked at him seriously, "Zhao Rong, call me Zhu Yourong." ”

Zhao Rong raised his head and smiled, looked at her, put away the playful arc at the corner of his mouth, and said loudly:

"In Xia Zhao Rong, may I ask your Excellency's honorable name?"

Zhu Weirui, "Little girl Zhu Yourong, Zhao Gongzi, please advise." ”

Yu Huaijin watched this scene quietly.

Zhu Weirui picked up the teacup and prepared to take a sip.

At this moment, Zhao Rong, who was staring at Zhu Weirui, suddenly looked stunned, because a certain sword spirit had just been surprised in his heart lake.

Immediately, he pointed to the teacup that Zhu Weirui was holding and said, "Mr. Zhu, do you have a lot of water?"