It was already late, and the soldier dragged Yu Ming out of the camp tent with great obedience, and even dragged the kid back to the dormitory more 'intimately'.

Along the way, Yu Ming kept repeating that he could stand up and walk by himself, and he didn't have to bother.

But this is not good, if you let yourself drag it out, you have to drag it out, not only has it been dragged out, but you have to drag it back.

Dragging it out is called successful completion of the task, and dragging it back is called over-completion of the task.

For example, if you receive an order to lead an army to attack an enemy city, but you not only defeat a city, but also destroy the opponent's country, this is a great credit, and it is a great credit to everyone.

I can't guarantee that I will be able to destroy a country by the way, but the commander asked me to drag you out, and I can't guarantee that I will drag you back to the dormitory?

Joke!

The soldier who dragged Yu Ming was very dedicated, and he didn't know where the other party lived, so he asked and asked, but he dragged the kid back, and then returned to the camp tent to resume his life.

Lin Pinggui sat in the main account and waved his hand a little speechless and helplessly, without saying anything.

The soldier muttered to himself, "Could it be that I am dragging it in the wrong way?"

Yu Ming was dragged back to the dormitory, lying on the ground and taking off his dirty clothes, which were no different from mud, and then climbed onto the bed, fortunately, the ground in the city was not a paved stone road, and it was not too hard because of the rain yesterday, otherwise he was afraid that his hands would be worn off a layer of skin.

Despite this, he was still very aggrieved, lying on the bed and trying to ensure that he cried quietly, so as not to disturb the rest of the dormitory and be dragged out.

This night should have been difficult for him, but because of his exhaustion, he lay down and fell asleep, and he couldn't help but be speechless by his fellow housekeepers to think that he could fall asleep like this, this kid has a really big heart.

Outside the most ordinary shop in the old streets and alleys of Beiyang City, the bun that has been blocking the door of the shop since the morning has long been cold, and the outer skin is blown by the breeze in the street and alley, and is covered with a layer of light dust.

A stealing rat came out of the sewer with some black sand on its wet hair, and it seems that the owner of the steamed bun seller was not completely exaggerating, and there was indeed a lot of iron ore debris accumulated in the sewer in this alley.

The rat looked at the lamp, and naturally did not let go of such a delicacy, and crawled towards the door of the shop on all fours, with a coveted look in the mouse's eyes.

But at this moment, the lights in the house stopped abruptly.

The rat likes to be dark, but because the change is so sudden, it flees at a rapid speed, missing out on the deliciousness.

The two men in the shop were stunned at the same time, and then they realized that it was getting late, and it was only after burning an oil lamp that the two of them came back to their senses from the advice and discussion.

The two didn't say anything first, and they didn't have time to do anything in the future, but they both covered their stomachs at the same time, Liu Chunsheng only ate a steamed bun stuffed with dried plum vegetables in the morning today, but hunger couldn't stop him from seeking advice, and it wasn't until he reacted at this time that he found that his body was sore and weak.

Ju An looked down at the handwriting that had just been written in the shop where he couldn't see his fingers, smiled at the other party and said, "I never thought that it was already this hour to finish writing, it disturbed your business, and I hope that the Liu Jun family will not be surprised." ”

Liu Chunsheng admired this gentleman very much, obviously it took too long for him to ask the other party for advice, so that it was already late when the two reacted, but when the other party said it, he was not dissatisfied, but excused himself and apologized in advance.

Liu Chunsheng hurriedly saluted with all his might, and said in a panic: "Sir, where is this, it is already an honor for students to have Mr. give words, so why do you say it strangely." ”

Ju An shook his head slightly, his eyes moved away from the unreadable words, looked at the other party and said: "Appreciated by the Jun family, entrusted by the Jun family, this word will be given to the Liu Jun family. ”

Liu Chunsheng saluted again respectfully, and replied respectfully: "The student is taught, thank you, sir." ”

Ju An nodded slightly, "It's getting late, so I'll leave and come back to visit Liu Jun's house another day." ”

Liu Chunsheng sent it out of the shop, bent down to pick up the bun and put it in his sleeve, and before Ju An left, he took a closer look at the signboard by the moonlight.

Liu Chunsheng did not urge, and after a long time, the two walked to the alley together, and said to Ju'an in the moonlight: "Please go back to the Jun family." ”

Liu Chunsheng waved his hands and saluted, and said to the end, "Sir, be careful on the road, forgive the students for not sending them far away." ”

Ju An smiled and nodded, and then walked towards the location of the Spirit Academy in the moonlight.

There was a hint of regret on his face, because the other party really couldn't write that word, and there was a bit of haste in his steps, because the teacher must be in a hurry.

When Liu Chunsheng returned to his shop, he was already weak, took out the bun from his sleeve, wiped it lightly on his clothes, sat on the threshold and put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Looking up at the full moon overhead, I realized that the moon that I often saw was surprisingly beautiful today.

After eating the steamed buns, he closed the door of the bun, and went back to the house to light an oil lamp again, his eyes were almost obsessed with the words on the table.

The painting was written for Ju'an to meet his request, and Liu Chunsheng was actually extremely frightened when he made this request in a panic.

He knew that this request was extremely impolite, but he still thought that the other party could inscribe a picture for himself, even if there was only one, he thought that it was enough for his life.

But I didn't expect that the other party just smiled and nodded and didn't refuse, and when he proposed a word, the other party frowned slightly and asked if it was less.

It is indeed less, the gentleman Ju'an thought that the word was written by Liu Chunsheng for Ju'an, although he felt that he was not very satisfied, if he himself naturally did not dare to take it with Ju'an, and he was even more embarrassed to give it to the other party.

But because the old gentleman was still in Ju'an's hands, Liu Chunsheng thought that the other party could write the next sentence of that painting for himself.

Even Liu Chunsheng's request to help him inscribe Ju'an never refused, but after Liu Chunsheng said the words to be inscribed, Ju'an began to feel a little inappropriate for the first time, and repeatedly asked if he wanted to change the sentence, Liu Chunsheng shook his head slightly, never felt that there was anything inappropriate.

There are also seven words written on the table, and the villain is dangerous and lucky.

Liu Chunsheng muttered two sentences to himself, the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and the gentle willow eyes couldn't hide his smile.

I didn't care about sleeping, thinking about what conspicuous place to hang in the small shop, and thinking that it was really inappropriate for everyone to hang it outside, and some attempts to borrow people to do business were really disrespectful, so I put it away and treasured it.

After turning off the lights, I lay on the bed, thinking about the conversation between the two today, and I benefited a lot, but why did the other party and the old gentleman ask themselves if they had ever written a very different word?

What's even more strange is that when he wanted to explain what the word was and what happened to that word, both of them waved their hands and signaled not to say anything more.

What was in the word that was taken away? This is something that Liu Chunsheng is very curious about.

In the Spirit Academy, the Dean heard a knock on the door outside the Academy, yawned and sat up from the bed, and asked with an annoyed face, "Who!"

Ju An saluted outside the courtyard gate: "Is the teacher asleep?"

The dean tapped his head, and the expression on his face was written that he had forgotten about this kid.

After looking around, I realized that I forgot to turn off the lights, thinking that it was my student who came back and saw that the lights were still on in the room, thinking that he had not slept, so he came to take a look.

When the dean opened the courtyard door, he still looked angry, and said angrily: "I came back so late, I have to wait for you to sleep at my age." Then he rubbed his sleepy eyes, couldn't help yawning, and added: "Look at how sleepy Lao Tzu is!"

......

Ju An hurriedly apologized.

When the two of them walked into the room, the dean yawned again and asked, "How?"

Because he disturbed the teacher's rest, Ju An was a little panicked at this time, and replied respectfully: "Does the teacher need to go to sleep first? ”

The dean waved his hand casually, and was embarrassed to use the topic to play again, and said in a softened tone: "Let's talk first, there are so many sleeps to sleep, and I'm not that girl." ”

When it comes to the girl, the dean is even more angry, "Sleep, sleep, sleep, you know how to sleep all day long!

......

Fortunately, this was not said in Wanqiu City.

Ju An smiled bitterly and said with a hint of regret: "The student went to see it today, and the gentleman's surname is Liu, and he really can't write that word anymore." ”

The dean's brows furrowed slightly, and he asked, "Have you explained the relationship with him?"

Ju An replied, "The student didn't talk to him. ”

The dean nodded slightly, "It's good that I didn't say it, not everyone's pursuit is the same in this world, some people love books but don't necessarily have to like Fu Gong practice, just let him do what he wants to do according to his own ideas." If you want to help, you only need a little guidance on his path, and don't change the pursuit of others with your own goals and then attack them in turn, this is not the way of teaching. Ju'an, don't learn Xiao Jiu, there are some things that can't be forced. ”

Ju An replied respectfully, "Students must obey the teacher's orders. After a moment's hesitation, he continued, "The student also wrote a picture for him." ”

The dean did not have any dissatisfaction, and laughed loudly: "You said that kid's words are worth a thousand gold, but how much is the pair of words you left worth?"

Ju An smiled dumbly, thought about it and replied seriously: "Back to the teacher's words, the student's words are just a gift, and they are not worth anything." ”

"What are you writing about?"

"For the next sentence of that word, the villain took a risk and got lucky. Shang is still satisfied. ”

The dean stood up, walked to the door of the house, first looked up at the nest above his head, and then at the bright moon in the sky, and sighed: "The gentleman lives in peace, and the villain is lucky to take risks." Ju'an, you should also remember the sentence you wrote. ”

"Yes, teacher. ”