Chen Tang has been moving into Panzhou Mansion for a while, but he has not gone to Sihailou to find Wang Fu. He couldn't just tell people, "I bought a house on Hanmo Street and went to the college to study......

In that case, it would be a show-off.

It's better to wait for a suitable opportunity and then talk to Wang Fu, but I didn't know that the other party had come to the door.

Now Chen Tang is taking classes seriously.

The last lesson.

At the beginning, he chose a total of twenty classes, and so far, there is only this one left, and after taking it, he will be withdrawn from his waist card status, etc., and he will no longer be an academy student - unless he continues to pay money, check the course, and continue his studies.

But it is no longer necessary.

It's not that the more classes, the better, now Chen Tang's level of scripture and righteousness has improved by leaps and bounds, and he is no longer Wuxia Ameng. He was appreciated by Wang Fuzi, so he did two exercises for him to review, and after Wang Fuzi read it, he gave a comment: "This year's examination is very promising." ”

Of course, he would not pat his chest and pack a ticket for Chen Tang, saying that he would definitely be admitted to such a thing.

No one dared to say that.

The words "promising" are enough.

Although there are not many class hours in the academy, Chen Tang's efficiency is frighteningly high, Tao Hao has accumulated five years of notes, which he digested in five days, as for other knowledge, anyway, all aspects are included, the more the merrier.

Like a whale swallowing.

With such a high-intensity cramming education, ordinary people will definitely not be able to stand it, but they are afraid that they will go crazy.

But Chen Tang was happy in it.

Since he doesn't need to go to class anymore, why waste money? Besides, he is running out of money.

Time passed unconsciously, and soon it was time for the end of class, and when dangdang, the melodious end of class bell was ringed.

There are many classes in the college, located in different places, but the time of class is basically the same.

Hearing the bell ringing, the students and members of each classroom came out like a trickle, and then converged on the edge of the famous lake, and then flowed towards the gate of the college.

The entire college campus is centered on the narrow Gongming Lake and can be divided into two areas. A large area on the left belongs to the education and living area for students, and on the other side, there is a literary and artistic area, which is the activity area of the ladies class.

There are paths between them, but there are guards on the cards, which are usually not allowed to be crossed.

As the saying goes, "My Fair Lady, Gentleman is good". Whenever class is over, there are always a lot of male students wandering around the lake, looking at the opposite lakeshore, doing a "so-called Yiren, on the water side" affectionate vein, hoping that there are also ladies and daughters over there, looking at themselves affectionately, directly to the eyes......

But this probability is really low, and basically only has the word "think".

Chen Tang knew that it would be more difficult to go out today and come in later. Although there is not much nostalgia, it will not be a loss to stop by the lake and take a few more glances at the scenery.

At this moment, there were suddenly bursts of screams from the opposite side of the lake, all of them were women's voices, quite sharp, and they spread widely.

"Hey, what's going on?"

"What's wrong! What's wrong?"

The boys here stopped leaving immediately, and gathered around the lake to watch, and some of them also put up a pergola shape to make it look more clear.

Today's weather is a bit overcast, with thick clouds that cover the sun and appear shaded. Look at it like this, I'm afraid a rainstorm is coming.

"Ahhh

"Help......

The screams came and went, and soon a large group of red, red, green and green figures appeared on the opposite side, it was the female students of the ladies class, one by one panicked at the moment, scattered and fled, some of them were timid, they had already "banged" and fainted to the ground; some of them were weak, and after running a few steps, they didn't know whether they were tripped by the corners of their skirts? Or they just stumbled their feet, anyway, they rolled on the ground with a gourd, and they were as embarrassed as they were.

When the boys saw this, they were all dumbfounded, how could they have ever seen such a scene? I couldn't wait to rush over immediately, have a heroic life-saving scene, and hug those frightened daughters and all the ladies into their arms, and pity and comfort them.

Most of everyone's attention was on the female students, but Chen Tang immediately saw two vigorous figures rushing out, one running and the other chasing.

The man who ran in front was dressed in a lady's dress, with long hair in a bun, as if he were a woman, and the man who was chasing after him was burly, but with a dagger stuck in his left side, and he was bleeding profusely.

What's going on here?

"It's Vice Dean Yan!"

Among the boys, some of them quickly recognized.

The man with the dagger on his body is Yan Zhihai, the vice president of the college, a local calligrapher in Panzhou, who was born in a person, once served as an official, and later entered Panzhou College, and in addition to holding a position, he also taught calligraphy and painting classes in the ladies class part-time.

However, in the academy, the good-looking vice president has a bad reputation. Because of a scandal that occurred the year before last, Yan Zhihai used means to give the daughter of a wealthy businessman in the ladies' class, and finally forced the girl to commit suicide by throwing herself into the lake, and she couldn't even pick up the corpse.

Although the Yan family exerted their skills and pressed down on Shengsheng, and criticism was also forbidden in the academy, old students such as Tao Hao knew about it.

On the first day, when he borrowed the notes from the reading book, Chen Tang was so engrossed in reading the notes that he didn't notice Yan Zhihai passing by the lake. However, after Tao Hao got acquainted with him, when the two were chatting, when talking about various characters in the academy, Tao Hao told Chen Tang about it.

When he said this, Tao Hao looked indignant.

After hearing this, Chen Tang was also indignant and felt very disdainful. It can be said that the existence of Yan Zhihai has greatly discounted his impression of the academy.

Now that he saw that Yan Zhihai was injured in the left rib, he almost couldn't help but want to shout: "It's a pity, the hit missed!"

It's just a pity that this dagger didn't hit the vital point, and he was killed.

Yan Zhihai strode into a meteor, his pace was obviously different from ordinary people, and at a glance he knew that he was a person who practiced martial arts, and his martial arts were not weak, and it was likely to be the realm of the inner family. No wonder he didn't hit the vital point in the abdomen, maybe when he was assassinated, he dodged in time and dodged the fatal blow.

And the assassin, the "woman" who ran ahead, although she was wearing a lady's clothes, Chen Tang's eyesight was extraordinary, and he recognized that the other party was a man disguised as a woman, disguised.

A young man, dressed in women's clothes, pretended to be a female student in the ladies class, and then found an opportunity to assassinate Yan Zhihai, who was lecturing, with a dagger......

Such a thing is simply a drama, but it is staged in the academy.

As soon as this matter comes out, no matter what the result is, Panzhou College will definitely cause an uproar and storm the city.

The young assassin's martial arts were obviously weak, and even though he won the first move and injured Yan Zhihai, he didn't dare to fight him at all, and without killing him with a single blow, he immediately rushed out of the class and sprinted out.

"Despicable people, you still want to go!"

Yan Zhihai screamed angrily, and his body slammed into the back like a sturdy goshawk, snapping and slapping the assassin on the back.

The Assassin was beaten forward several times until he reached the shore of the lake, where he lay motionless at the water's edge.