Knock knock, is Brother Pinghe awake?"

Lin Pinghe woke up from the knock on the door, glanced outside in a daze, it was already bright, it was rare to sleep so sweetly last night, and said loudly while getting up: "Is it Brother Guo? ”

"Squeaky" Guo Han opened the door with a smile on his face and came in, still holding a teapot in his hand, and said: "This is the tea I made in the morning, seeing that you were too drunk last night, in case it affects today's enrollment, I specially sent you a pot." ”

"Oh, thank you so much, I lost my temper yesterday, I'm going to wash up, wait. Lin Pinghe got up and combed it hastily, the speed was very fast, and it looked neat.

It's not easy to refuse the kindness of others, and in broad daylight, it's not too harmful, the key is the system, Lin Pinghe directly picked up the teapot, didn't pour it into the cup, and poured it directly into his mouth.

"Tsk, Brother Guo is a good craftman. This tea is refreshing and delicious, with an inner aroma, which is really superb. ”

Guo Han looked at his drinking method and was also funny, it was really a cow chewing peony, and the high-quality spiritual tea was so good, and smiled lightly: "This teapot is enough for you two, I didn't get much, and now the time is about the same, it's time to go to Nanhua Bookstore." Why don't we go together?"

Lin Pinghe put down the kettle, smacked his lips and said, "That's what I mean, I'll return the teapot to you at night after I've washed it, let's go." ”

Nanhua Bookstore is located at the foot of the mountain at the upper end of a broad platform, and then up is the place where the blue-shirted lifters live and learn, the center of the bookstore is a large hall that can accommodate 4,000 people from low to high, called Wendian, every morning there will be rotating bachelors to give lectures in the Wendian, all about poetry, calligraphy, music, painting, medicine, agriculture, weapon forging and Mohist doctrine in the cultivation of various knowledge, can greatly expand knowledge, understand Nanhua Academy, understand the entire holy land, understand the various systems of cultivation, is a general learning place.

The palace is surrounded by various palaces, there are seven large and small halls, the halls are not static, they will also increase or decrease due to various reasons, at present, Nanhua is the most powerful in the three palaces of the painting hall, the music hall and the ink hall, the talent is abundant, the palace of soldiers, the palace of medicine, the hall of agriculture, the hall of books and so on are four small halls, and the popularity is insufficient. Afternoon classes for newcomers are held in their respective campuses.

Guo Han and Lin Pinghe came to the Hall of Literature together, and as soon as they entered the hall, it can be said that there was a lot of people, and nearly 2,000 students gathered together.

"Hey, Brother Guo, Brother Lin, come and sit here!"

Lin Pinghe turned his head to look, and the students who had dinner together last time were waving, and they had some impressions, named Jiang Zhi, with an authentic Chinese face.

Lin Pinghe also waved his hand and said to Guo Han: "Since Brother Jiang is so enthusiastic, there is no extra space, so it is better to sit over there." ”

Guo Han smiled lightly: "Feel free and casual, it's better to sit down first." ”

Everyone sat down, and Jiang Zhi asked curiously: "The two are outstanding, I don't know what the talent of the test was, I will say it myself first, although I am not talented, I am barely a cyan talent, and I can be regarded as coming to Nanhua on behalf of the city to which I belong." ”

Although Jiang Zhi didn't have much other meaning, he was still a little proud between his words.

"Brother Jiang Zhi is so talented! Alas, I just reached the red level and barely came in. ”

"Amazing, I have to hug your thighs, Gou Fugui, don't forget it." ”

"Jiang Juzi, I'll call you that first in the future!"

When everyone around heard it, they couldn't help but praise it.

Lin Pinghe didn't know whether to say it or not.

It was Guo Han, who said generously: "The stone tablet that tested me at the beginning was purple, talent is indeed an important part of cultivation, but it is not all, not absolutely, I heard that the master of the painting hall and the painting sword hall was only a red talent at the beginning, but it still took more than two hundred years to become the master of a hall." ”

Everyone seemed to only hear the word "purple", and they were stunned for a moment.

Lin Pinghe smiled and said, "Brother Guo is so coincidental, and I am also purple." ”

At this moment, the students around me began to be a little incredulous.

One of them interjected: "I heard that there are indeed two purple talents entering this time, if it is really the two of you, it is a bit incredible." ”

"Poof, you can blow it, I'm still colorful. Hahaha. Another rough-faced student couldn't help but laugh.

Guo Han and Lin Pinghe looked at each other and smiled, and Lin Pinghe shrugged.

"Silence!" a majestic voice sounded like thunder.

The entire Wendian suddenly fell silent, and no one dared to make a noise anymore.

I saw a row of elders in different clothes sitting on the central lecture platform of the Wendian at some point, they were either smiling, or cold and arrogant, or buried in thought, and there was an old man with messy hair who closed his eyes and took a nap, in short, the image was clear.

There was also a white-shirted bachelor standing at the front, and it should be this one who spoke out just now.

The white-shirted scholar glanced at the entire hall of literature and continued: "In Xia Mengshan, as a scholar of Nanhua University, in charge of all your academic chores, today I will preside over the first lesson of your entry into the academy on behalf of the hall masters, a lesson related to the important direction of future cultivation, to understand what you are going to learn and practice. ”

After that, he lightly touched the black ink cartridge in front of him, and a little beam of light shot out from the middle of the ink cartridge, expanding into a light screen, which showed the overview of Nanhua one by one.

Lin Ping was happy, how is this similar to the opening of the university, this Meng University scholar is one level higher than the Bachelor Li who met in the primary election, and the responsibility should be the meaning of the director of the teaching office.

The projection display is not long, and the time of the half-pillar incense is over, and the most useful thing for Lin Pingfan is to explain what the various branch halls practice, such as painting the hall is to enter the painting with the Tao, and use the painting to hit the enemy; the music hall is to enter the Tao with music, and the vocal music can kill; the ink dots make Lin Pingfan more interested, it is the combination of formation and the art of the mechanism, which can make all kinds of wonderful items, some for daily use, and some for the mechanism to fight. In addition, the military hall mainly forges spiritual weapons, the medical hall is the main refining medicine, the agricultural hall is the main spiritual grass spirit animal breeding, and the book hall is the most low-key, at least Lin Pinghe seems to be the case, that is, the main means is to write mysterious spiritual characters.

Scholar Meng turned off the ink cartridge and said loudly: "You should also know the situation, according to the results of the last introductory competition, the Painting Hall, the Music Hall, and the Ink Hall are the top three respectively, and these three halls have the right to give priority to the selection of three, two and one and a half layers of the total number of students with red qualifications, and the remaining three and a half layers of students will be randomly divided by the other four halls." Students with yellow qualifications and above have the right to choose to worship in the temple. Now, students with yellow qualifications and above are invited to attend the queue and register for the temple!"

One student after another stood up and lined up to register amid the envious or jealous gazes of others.

"The students want to worship in the hall of painting. ”

"Students want to worship in the Temple of Ink"

"Students want to ........"

The registration is carried out in an orderly manner, and sure enough, the strong branch hall is popular, most of them choose the first three halls, and a few choose the last four halls for special reasons.

There are not many talented students, and it is estimated that there are more than 200 people.

Lin Pinghe was behind Guo Han, and inadvertently seemed to have a faint fragrance, sniffed, and sniffed it carefully near the back of Guo Han's neck, hey, this kid is quite fragrant, is this the legendary milky smell that has not dried.

Guo Han also felt the breath of breath on the back of his neck, slightly itchy, turned his head to look, and suddenly took a step back to the side in fright, and saw Lin Pinghe tilting his head sideways, sniffing hard against himself, Guo Han endured the strangeness in his heart, he himself was knowledgeable, and he thought that his appearance was not bad, so he naturally understood what Longyang was good, and his mind turned back and forth, and he still gritted his teeth slightly and said: "Brother Pinghe, what are you doing here." ”

Lin Pinghe also reacted, a little embarrassed, it seemed that it was so easy to misunderstand, touched his nose and explained: "I smelled the strange fragrance just now, and I was curious to find the source." ”

Guo Han sighed slightly, and said helplessly: "I see, my family has used flower and herb elixir to exercise my body since I was a child, so there will be some flowers and plants on my body." ”

"It's really a family lineage, and there are such methods, but this smell is really good, it's really fragrant. Lin Pinghe exclaimed.

Guo Han said seriously: "That's specifically to describe women, you should say that I'm Fang Lan!"

"Almost, almost. Lin Pinghe teased.

Unexpectedly, Guo Han insisted on the right color: "I should be a seven-foot man, this score is very clear, Brother Pinghe should not be joking." ”

Lin Pinghe hurriedly apologized, coaxed a few kind words, and changed the topic before Guo Han's face softened. But Lin Pinghe thought to himself, maybe the more handsome he looks, the more he cares about these, this stunned little white face is really stubborn and cute.

Speaking skills, the next one, it is already Guo Han's turn to register the branch hall.