Early the next morning, when Ning Shu finished his cultivation, he found that the people on the ground had disappeared, and he didn't know when he left, leaving only a room full of wine and bedding on the ground.

After washing, Ning Shu took advantage of the first batch of post station express near Bailu Guozhen, chose the fastest way to send it, sent the letter written last night, and then came back and pinched his nose and hit a bucket of water to wash the bedding three times, and hung it in his yard.

Because he was pounced on by the drunken man as soon as he opened the door yesterday, he washed all his clothes together, and today he changed into a new blue scholar's cedar, looking at the washed clothes and bedding, as if he saw that a better day was coming.

"It is the most beneficial spring of the year, and it is absolutely better than the smoke and willows in the imperial capital. ”

Although it was early summer, but facing the willow trees in the courtyard, Ning Shu couldn't help but chant a poem praising the morning scenery, he stretched his waist, took out the long sword on his waist and held a sword flower casually, and said: "Why is the dust in the hurry, the strength and weakness in the dream are leisurely." He was rewarded with a book and a sword, and he was willing to see the ten continents by the car. ”

A fourteen-year-old immature boy with freckles on his face, wearing a green shirt and dancing a sword in the school, full of boyishness and indescribable chic.

Such a scene, if any young girl sees it, it will inevitably be confused.

But this is Bailu Guozhen, a place to teach, and the residence of the gentlemen will not be with the students, let alone the female students, so only the male gentlemen can see it.

Coincidentally, Ning Shu turned his head and happened to see the man in the courtyard next door stretching his waist and walking out.

The two glanced at each other, and Mu Shushu looked at Ning Shu with a strange look.

Ning Shu knew that all the gestures he had just made were looked at by him, and his face, which was originally full of juvenile feeling, was instantly expressionless.

"Early. ”

After a while, Mu held back a word, stiff and cold, looking like a strict teacher.

Ning Shu thought to himself that I had seen your sloppy behavior yesterday, and the bedding behind me was evidence, and you didn't have any shame, and even said it very reluctantly?

So Ning Shu continued to look indifferent.

The two of them were separated by a low fence, and the snail slowly crawled over the wall, looking left and right with their antennae, and then crawling through.

A gust of wind blew, and the angle of the futon behind Ning Shu was greater, and Mu Shushu seemed to have only seen the quilt that had been on his body at this moment.

"Yesterday...... It's hard work. I saw that he had made a long compilation.

Ning Shu's face eased slightly.

The strange thing is that even if this sentence is tired, it is extremely reluctant, in Ning Shu's opinion, although the Mr. Mu in front of him is not very old, he exudes a decadent aura from the inside out, not the kind of weakness that has been hollowed out by wine, but a kind of depression after seeing through everything.

He is not an old man, how can there be so many ways of the world for him to see through, isn't it that he has read too much, and he is pedantic?

What is carried is that the word is like gold, like a stuffy gourd.

Ning Shu looked at this middle-aged scholar, his figure was slender, and the long hair that was draped down casually seemed to have not been taken care of for a long time, and it was all knotted, but the eyes hidden under the messy hair were very spiritual, if the messy stubble was removed, he should be a handsome and free middle-aged man.

It's a pity that reading is stupid.

Then he saw the decadent middle-aged man walking in the direction of the study room with a book under his arm.

Today is the day of class. Ning Shu naturally remembered his own job, one class every three days, so he had already prepared the class before writing the letter yesterday, but since he came back from the lecture, he naturally didn't need to help with the lecture, so Ning Shu had another three days off.

But people, there are always some competitive hearts, in terms of teaching, even Ning Shu, who even sees the Luyang Moon Immortal Yuan very lightly, wants to see how brilliant this lecture is, how does it compare to himself?

At the very least, it's good to study, otherwise he really doesn't know what to do today.

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The boys and girls in the teaching room are still chatting hotly, it seems that the students of this age always have endless topics to talk about, from the court to the special dishes of which restaurant in Los Angeles are delicious, and the topics of the rich children are even richer.

"You say, that gentleman will teach us today?"

"I like Mr. Mu, as soon as I hear his name, he is a person with experience, and this kind of mature man has the most charm. ”

"Forget it, look at Uncle Mu's beard, you don't panic, it's better to be Mr. Ning, how cute the two dimples are. ”

Obviously, the girls still prefer the young and lovely Ning Shu to give them lessons, and the girl who originally liked the uncle also fell to the young and cute side.

As the middle-aged uncle walked into the teaching room, the girls sighed one after another, reluctantly took out their textbooks and put them on the table, and then saw the teenagers who followed behind them, the girls' eyebrows and eyes lit up again, and they were chattering like little yellow warblers, and you invited Ning Shu to sit over.

The scholar surnamed Mu didn't seem to hear these noisy sounds, so he didn't pay attention to them, and opened the textbook and talked about it by himself.

At first, Ning Shu was still frowning, thinking about how to teach regardless of discipline, but then he was shocked, this Mr. Mu's calm voice seemed to have a kind of magic, the originally restless teaching room gradually quieted down with the content of the textbook, and the teenagers and girls began to listen seriously, and even Ning Shu had to admit that Mr. Mu's lecture was extremely exciting.

It was so wonderful that Ning Shu forgot the passage of time, and when the bell rang in the courtyard, he even regretted that time passed too quickly.

It is hard to imagine that a decadent middle-aged man has such a huge reserve of knowledge and a clear mind, and can tell a flower about the book that chews words and words, which is enough to summarize his ability.

He also understood why this middle-aged man was hungover all day long, and he was often absent from school, but he was able to stay in Bailu Guozhen, who was extremely harsh in selecting people and employing people, because the ability was here.

Ning Shu even felt that if such a person gave him a cultivation method, he might be able to step into another world.

Scattered after class.

Ning Shu returned to the study, sat in front of the bookcase, remembered that the drunk man last night and the person in today's class, felt like two completely different people, but it was indeed the same person, very strange, a person who looked very decadent was extraordinarily imposing when talking about those poems and allusions, and it felt like showing off himself, with a faint hint of pride.

"Is the little gentleman there?" came the crisp voice of her daughter's house outside the door, accompanied by a gentle knock on the door.

Ning Shu listened to this voice and remembered the rudeness of the house demolition last night, and he couldn't help but feel very comfortable in comparison.

After obtaining Ning Shu's consent, the door opened a little crack, and a beautiful girl poked half of her little head in, looking at Ning Shu with a pair of sly eyes.

It was the girl who said in the first class that she was going to rub the cute little gentleman into her arms.

Ning Shu recognized her, the girl's name is Jin Weiqi, the name is good, and the origin is not small, her grandfather is the auxiliary general of the Shen Dynasty Zheng Erpin, and is the direct leader of the military department, because the school of Taifu is far away from the city, so he chose to study in Bailu Guozhen in the city, and he was also the leader elected by that group of teenagers and girls.

"Our fellow scholars are going to a party tonight, and they sent me to ask, if Mr. Xiao is free at night, why don't you join us?" Jin Weiqi smiled very well, lying by the door and waiting for Ning Shu's answer.

"Hmm...... Go if you have time. ”

Generally speaking, saying this is equivalent to refusal, Ning Shu doesn't like those noisy places very much, and they are all his own students, no matter how you think about it, it doesn't feel appropriate.

Jin Weiqi was not stupid, he naturally understood the meaning of Ning Shu's words, and left with some loss.

After a while, Ning Shu suddenly regretted a little, thinking that he had nothing to do today, and thinking about what Ning Anyi had said to him, thinking about whether he should participate in more such activities, so as not to really become a stuffy gourd when he got it.

Namu is the best example of storytelling, at first glance, he rarely participates in activities on weekdays, and he drinks all day long, so he has such a rough life.

Ning Shu was scared for a while when he thought of his unshaven face, but it was too late, and he didn't think to ask Jin Weiqi where the meeting was just now, and he didn't have to go at this time.

Just when he regretted it, he remembered a knock on the door again, and Ning Shu thought to himself that the general's granddaughter had opened her mind again and was about to tell herself where the party was, so she went to open the door a little happily.

Outside the door is the little scholar of the mountain chief.

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"Why is the name Hongdui Snow so familiar? ”

Ning Shu walked on the road and thought about it, always feeling that this very poetic name seemed to be heard somewhere.