Wu Dongxi came to Ying Tianchang's eaves with an umbrella, put the umbrella aside, and sat sideways beside Ying Tianchang.

Ying Tianchang kept looking at Wu Dongxi's rain-soaked clothes, neither greeting, nor saluting, nor saying a word, as if no one had come through the heavy rain, nor had he seen the soaked hem.

Wu Dongxi didn't understand what Ying Tianchang meant, but she felt that she didn't need to try to understand Ying Tianchang, and any thoughts of the latter's actions had nothing to do with her.

"Mr. Xu asked me to inform you that tomorrow is the exam, so that you can get ready. Wu Dongxi said.

Ying Tianchang let out a soft "um", which complemented the soft barking of the buns in the room behind him.

The two sides were silent for a while, and Ying Tianchang looked back at Wu Dongxi, with a strangeness in his eyes trying to climb out.

I have to say that Wu Dongxi is a beautiful woman, her beauty and beauty are not entirely due to her appearance, but more from her special temperament, like a cloudless sky, like quiet and comfortable snow, like a deep and secluded lake, like walking in the world and occasionally floating in the palm of your hand, but this fallen leaf is always frowning, I don't like your appearance very much.

Even the incomparably enchanting Demon Gate Chu Yiyou was ashamed in front of Wu Dongxi.

Wu Dongxi seemed reluctant to leave.

Ying Tianchang asked: "Tomorrow's exam, I don't know if I'm in the Academy of Literature or the Academy of Martial Arts, do you know?"

Wu Dongxi expected Ying Tianchang's problem, in fact, the reason why she hadn't left Ying Tianchang's side until now was that this accounted for one. Xu Lu asked her to remind Ying Tianchang that he was going to take the exam, and at the same time asked her to tell Ying Tianchang which branch he was in.

Wu Dongxi's answer was very simple, she said: "You are the fourth Mr. of Xinzhai, and your name is on the student lists of the civil and military academies. ”

Ying Tianchang's sigh fell to the ground with the heavier and heavier raindrops, he had already guessed it, but he was still holding on to a bit of luck. "In the past, Senior Brother Chen, Senior Brother Xu, and Senior Brother Li, are they the same as me?" asked Ying Tianchang.

Hearing Ying Tianchang call Chen Lin'an, Xu Lu, and Li Qinglian as senior brothers instead of husbands, there was a nameless fire burning in Wu Dongxi's mind, but she also knew that it was Ying Tianchang who was right, and it was only herself who was wrong. Wu Dongxi said: "Among the three gentlemen, only Mr. Li is in the civil and military academies at the same time, and you, Mr. Xu, personally wrote your name on the list of the two academies. ”

To be honest, Ying Tianchang also guessed it.

"And tomorrow is the literary examination of the Academy of Literature, and two days after the literary examination, it is the martial arts examination. Wu Dongxi said.

Ying Tianchang nodded, he didn't want to ask the location, because he knew that even if he didn't ask, he would know at that time.

He really didn't want to take the exam at all, but what could he do?

After Ying Tianchang exhaled again, he looked at Wu Dongxi. This time, Wu Dongxi also turned his head to look at him. Ying Tianchang asked, "You're not leaving?"

Ying Tianchang didn't know where he had the courage to say this to Wu Dongxi, but he really said that. Now he has no regrets, and even feels a sense of relief.

He only hoped that Wu Dongxi would not slap himself off this hillside.

But Wu Dongxi didn't get angry, and there wasn't even much change in her expression, and the emotion between her slightly frowning brows was not dissipated. Wu Dongxi just looked at Ying Tianchang quietly, as if he could get some answer from Ying Tianchang's face.

Wu Dongxi hoped for an answer, but unfortunately, Ying Tianchang was just a piece of paper full of stupidity and stupidity, and Wu Dongxi couldn't see anything other than to make her angry.

Why did Mr. Zhang choose Ying Tianchang as his closed disciple?

Potential: With the Buddha's root and Dao bones, or the innate literary heart, or the innate sword embryo?

Character: In Huangyun City, the state of mind is blocked, but it breaks and then stands, and it is necessary to raise a heroic qi by taking advantage of the situation, or is it not afraid of death to face the major demon kings and the last immortal gods in the sky?

But although these two Ying Tianchang are not good, and they have also been recognized by Wu Dongxi, in Wu Dongxi's opinion, they are far from enough. Ten seats in the heart, in terms of potential heart, which one is not longer than Ying Tian?

Potential, temperament, Mr. Zhang is not very fond of it. Wu Dongxi didn't know what Mr. Zhang was looking at when he chose his disciples.

If Ying Tianchang was not a disciple of Mr. Zhang, no matter how powerful he was, Wu Dongxi would not think that he could be among the top ten seats in Xinzhai. Although Ying Tianchang can indeed be among the best in Xinzhai and can indeed shock the world, it is really not enough to achieve what Wu Dongxi envisioned.

The fourth gentleman of Xinzhai, the fourth disciple of Zhang Yuanchun, and the junior brother of Chen Lin'an, Xu Lu, and Li Qinglian have to do much more than that.

The world needs Chen Lin'an to be a scholar, Xu Lu needs to talk about the knowledge of the ancients, Li Qinglian needs to talk about the freehand style that a scholar should have, and what does the fourth child do to the world?

Wu Dongxi didn't know what Ying Tianchang could do, in fact, deep down in her heart, she knew that this was demanding, because even if her dream came true and became the coveted Mr. Xinzhai, she didn't know what she would bring to this world and what she should do.

So Wu Dongxi sighed, he didn't tell anyone about this matter. Because she said it, whether it was Xu Lu, Chen Lin'an, or Li Qinglian, she would know that she Wu Dongxi already had a little bit of recognition of Ying Tianchang, the fourth gentleman in her heart.

Wu Dongxi didn't know why he had this thought, maybe it was the so-called resignation.

Wu Dongxi knows that this can be regarded as a compromise.

Looking at that extremely stupid face, Wu Dongxi asked, "Why did Mr. Zhang choose you as an apprentice?" ”

It's a statement, a statement with no fluctuating tone, not a question.

Ying Tianchang knew that this day was going to come sooner or later, and he had already learned from Gu Qingrang that Wu Dongxi was obsessed with the position of the fourth disciple of the old bookworm. This is not something that he should be able to decide.

There doesn't seem to be anything he should be able to decide.

The autumn rain was dripping, and the crisp sound of rain resounded in Ying Tianchang's heart and Wu Dongxi's heart.

Ying Tianchang lowered his head, just like Wu Dongxi did when he didn't come, looking at the water droplets that splashed and disappeared on the ground. He said, "Yes, why, why did the old bookworm take me as a disciple?" ”

Wu Dongxi looked at Ying Tianchang, because the sentence Ying Tianchang answered was also a statement, and there was no doubt.

"God knows, hell knows, old bookworms know, we don't know. Ying Tianchang said, "Maybe it's because he raised me for a few years and then disappeared, I have both feelings and some self-blame." ”

Speaking of this, an uncontrollable sadness poured out from the rain in Ying Tianchang's heart, this sadness was like a flood beast, devouring Ying Tianchang's internal organs in an instant, leaving only darkness and nothingness.

This sorrow wanders through the emptiness, where it returns to the heavens.

Ying Tianchang thought that he had returned to the old bookworm's side, but after fasting for so long, he only saw the old bookworm in the early morning after Chen Lin'an sent him here with a clear breeze.

He's a disciple of his? yes? Probably. What should I be carrying, and what should I enjoy. Stability, fame and fortune, or power that matches power and status? Ying Tianchang didn't think about this, he just wanted to meet the old bookworm more, that's all.

However, he didn't know where the old bookworm's courtyard was, and even Xu Lu rarely saw it.

The sound of rain gradually filled the void in Ying Tianchang's body. Ying Tianchang closed his eyes and witnessed the darkness in his body, and when he opened his eyes again, it was Wu Dongxi's frowning appearance.

Going back to that sentence, I have to say that Wu Dongxi is really beautiful.

Ying Tianchang said: "Why do you want to be the fourth disciple of this old bookworm, the fourth Mr. Xinzhai?"

This is a question. Ying Tianchang felt that he could talk to Wu Dongxi openly, and it was also the right time. Up to now, Ying Tianchang is really not afraid of Wu Dongxi, the third seat of this Xinzhai that everyone is afraid of.

From beginning to end, he didn't know why Gu Qing made them so afraid of Wu Dongxi.

Ying Tianchang watched Wu Dongxi frowning and stretching, the boredom in it gradually melted, and then wrinkled.

Ying Tianchang felt that it was time for Wu Dongxi to speak, and said something that made the two of them empathize with the world and life in the heavy rain together.

But Wu Dongxi just stood up and said, "It has nothing to do with you!"

Wu Dongxi's tone finally fluctuated a little.

Ying Tianchang was stunned in place, a little unexpected.

"Thing, that's not funny!"

"Hey, thing, don't go. ”

"Let's talk about it again, I just drove you away and couldn't leave, and now I want to talk to you more, how can I run faster than anyone else?"

......

Wu Dongxi left Ying Tianchang's hut. She doesn't live in the Valley of Tranquility, but in a stream of clouds a little farther away.

She came with an umbrella and went away.

Bigger and bigger raindrops hit the umbrella in her hand, as if it was about to break it.

There was a sound like a drum on the umbrella surface, and Wu Dongxi walked briskly in the rain, and these sounds tugged at her heartstrings.

As the drums increased, Wu Dongxi began to trot, she didn't know why she was running, but there was a voice in her head that kept persuading her to run. She knew that she would feel much better when she ran, and she could tell herself that her heart was beating unusually because she was running, not because of something else that scared her.

And in her heart, there is a moan of "it shouldn't be like this" repeating over and over again. Yes, it shouldn't be like this, Wu Dongxi felt that there was no reason at all for him to say that Ying Tianchang did not meet all her original assumptions.

However, things were as sudden and real as she had run.

She walked through the heavy rain, through the gloom.

Wu Dongxi didn't know why she had such a sudden change, she knew that she was still struggling with the young man named Ying Tianchang, but she didn't know what she was still struggling with.

She is no longer even entangled in the identity of the fourth disciple of Mr. Zhang Laofuzi of Xinzhai.

Now she has too much to know and not to know.

It's like she doesn't know when she's going to stop, when this rain will stop, where she's going to run, and what will be after this rain?

What she knew and understood before was now so vague and unpredictable.

All these changes made her panic.