What kind of person is going to take out the copybook?

No matter what, the thousand-character text used for enlightenment will always be silent.

Li Baimao's heart is happy, he won't really have a successor of his own, and he doesn't care about his own ink treasure, he stretched his neck to look over there, and the rest of the people also pricked up their ears between the pen.

The clear voice was soaked in the sunshine and lazy, "Qin Shiguan What words did I write?"

Qin Huan's brows jumped, and he always felt that this student was a little out of common sense, "Changsheng." ”

"How's it written?" she asked again.

Qin Huan groaned, "Lingao is alone but hidden and not obvious, it is a good word." "This is a bit surprising, the female students from Shenzhou write very well.

And what she wrote is not the small block commonly used in Shenzhou, nor is it a simple character commonly used in Tibetan Yunjian, but a more ancient script, so old that if he is not a scholar of literature and history, he may not be able to understand it.

Zhan Changfeng said, "Master Qin asked us to use the best words to silently record the chapters that I admired the most, and for me, I have already used the best words, and 'immortality' is enough to encompass all the scenery." ”

Arrogance or sophistry?

No matter how attentive they were, they stopped their pens and looked at the window, and whispers exploded.

Qin Huan's eyes are shrewd, others don't know, he knows that she won't be silent about other articles, and secretly said that he doesn't know whether this impatience is good or bad, in all fairness, he wants his students to face up to their own shortcomings, rather than covering up the past.

So he deliberately wondered, "Two words are too few for people to read the depths, is there anything else?"

Zhan Changfeng bluntly refused, "That's enough." ”

Qin Huan stared at her, as if he wanted to find something, and Zhan Changfeng looked back calmly.

After a long time, Qin Huan realized that he was talking to her, and she was talking to him.

Qin Huan felt that this was a bit ridiculous, a child could understand what the Tao was, it was nothing more than deliberately saying some ambiguous words, and it was not enough to whitewash.

He couldn't help but shake his head, "Childish children don't talk about longevity. ”

Qin Huan said to the students, "You all expect to be able to cultivate, and you all yearn for immortality, but be pragmatic, don't be lost by those empty thoughts." ”

Many students nodded and thought, there is a little deep meaning in this, and the edge is hidden.

Zhan Changfeng just smiled, and didn't care about arguing.

Wu Ran Li Baimao seemed to have received some kind of amnesty, and couldn't help but raise his hands and shout, "Master Qin, it is really an extremely nihilistic thing for me to recite the general history, it is too unrealistic, can I not memorize it!"

"Delusional. Qin Huan reprimanded him, and poured a basin of cold water by the way, "You haven't memorized the book in the morning yet, come and get the board before you get home, so as not to accumulate until tomorrow." ”

At the end of the lesson, Zhan Changfeng wiped the ink that had accidentally stained his fingertips, and his vision darkened.

"Okay, sister, I just got in touch with Master Qin. Most of the people in the corridor outside were lying on the windowsill, smiling and revealing two dimples and a pair of fangs, and holding freshly washed brushes and blue and white discs, which were quite clean.

Zhan Changfeng narrowed his eyes, "Move a little to the right." ”

"Oh. Li Baimao moved, and only understood when he saw that the light on Zhan Changfeng's body was gone, but he didn't go away, and complained slightly, "You are really... Is... Oh, Yu Sheng, what is the word that says that people are dead and have a dead face?"

Yu Sheng, "Dead skin and face." ”

"Yohe, I used the right word?!" Li Baimao said in surprise.

"Well, you've finally found a word that works for you. Yu Sheng was also very pleased.

Li Baimao was confused, "What word?"

"Dead skin. The tall boy sneered as he passed by.

"You wait for me, Han Zhigao. ”

Li Baimao has a big heart, how can anyone joke with the word "dead skin and face" before he knows him, if no one is there to help carry it, I don't know how many times he has been sacked.

Yu Sheng looked at this new classmate, his expression was not embarrassed or pretended to understand, as if he was just enjoying the rare shade, but it was different from the people he had met before.

Yu Sheng's appearance is beautiful, his eyebrows are lightly swept, his eyes are like stars, he sits quietly, puts his hands in front of his abdomen, and greets Zhan Changfeng through the narrow aisle.

The scribe's uniform is commensurate with the red face, and the gentleness does not hide the pride.

She said, "Hello, in the next Yu Sheng, the rest of the Yu, the Sheng of Yu Sheng." ”

Li Baimao rolled his eyes, "Sister, you might as well not introduce it, the ghost knows which two words it is." ”

Zhan Changfeng supported his cheek with one hand, tilted his head and looked at her lazily, and the corners of his eyes seemed to be stained with a smile, "Yu Sheng's last voice, Chun Yu was in the past, and the beauty had not yet begun, and he dared to live the rest of his life." ”

Li Baimao couldn't hear the good thing, but he just watched Lan Xinting Yiwen Ba suddenly become restrained, as if he was helpless, "I just accepted it as a compliment." ”

"Ben is also a compliment. "Zhan Chang Feng Dao.

It was so frank that people couldn't resist it, but fortunately, the bell rang and the chess lesson began.

Yu Sheng listened to the old gentleman's explanation of the chess game, but his thoughts drifted to the new classmate unconsciously, in just one hour, the impression changed three times, I am afraid that the flip book has not been turned so twists and turns.

At first, she stood at the door, restrained and restrained, polite but not affectionate.

The sentence "enough" is full of fanatic-like perseverance and spirit, but when she squints and reads, she is gentle and lazy, with a sharp transparency.

If temperament constitutes a person, then she is probably a point of restraint and courtesy, and nine points of daring to argue with the sky.

Zhan Changfeng has no intention of exploring herself in the eyes of others, thinking about chess games, playing chess is really her shortcoming, what she doesn't like the most is walking in this kind of boxed game, no matter how powerful the chess player is, even if he can break the game, he may not be able to jump a game.

The old gentleman who taught chess explained the chess path while quoting scriptures, and let them catch and fight after half an hour.

Generally, there are two people in the front and back seats, and you can turn around.

In front of Zhan Changfeng was a young man named Wang Xi, holding a chess piece in one hand and his stomach in the other.

She saw that his expression was not good, and said, "You can rest if you are uncomfortable." ”

"No, it's not," Wang Xi smiled embarrassedly, "I'm just in a hurry and prone to stomach aches." ”

"It may be caused by liver and spleen imbalance, minor symptoms and major problems, so I have time to go to the hospital to have a look. ”

"Alas... Ay... Thank you, you'll still see a doctor. ”

"I don't just see a doctor, I also look at my face," Zhan Changfeng said expressionlessly, "At this time, if you put down the chess pieces, your stomach will definitely not hurt." ”

Wang Xi's hand hanging on the chessboard didn't dare to move, his eyes widened, he looked at the white chess in his hand, and then looked at the vacant position that happened to be facing him at this time, "True or false, no, don't lie to me, I'm obviously going to lose, and this son is very wasteful." ”

Zhan Changfeng didn't speak again.

Wang Xi glanced at her, hesitated again and again, and finally broke the jar and fell the chess pieces, and the remaining white chess pieces were connected in an instant, and the big dragon was alive!

"I won?!" the boy cried out in shock, how did it live!

Most people have already finished a game, and they are not limited by distance, and they go around to find a suitable opponent.

When Wang Xi shouted, he happened to walk by alone, and when he heard it, he snorted coldly, "What do you think?" ”

He glanced at Zhan Changfeng, a little arrogant.

"Who is this?" asked Zhan Changfeng casually.

Wang Xi frowned, "Yu Zhihuai." ”

Li Baimao was very wide, and he twisted his neck and shouted through the two cases, "Yu Zhihuai, master." ”

Zhan Changfeng raised his eyebrows, Li Baimao threw down his opponent and ran over, and said in a suppressed voice, "A master of chess, if you win, he won't just pass by." ”