The next day, early morning.

Birds flew from the horizon and fell on the willow trees.

The morning light shone from the east and sprinkled on Nangong Piaoxu's face.

This girl has been sitting here for a whole day.

Although she had gradually calmed down from the beginning of her indifference, Qin Liang, who was always by her, was very worried about the girl's body.

He walked carefully to Nangong Piaoxue's side. Qin Liang slowly squatted down and whispered to Nangong Piaoxu beside him: "Go back and rest for a while. If you continue like this, your body will collapse."

"Uh-huh."

Nangong Piaoxu nodded slightly. She wanted to get up, but found that her legs, which had been kneeling all night, were no longer in control.

Seeing this, Qin Liang gently supported Nangong Piaoxu's shoulder and helped him up.

"Can you walk?" Qin Liang asked in a low voice as he looked at Nangong Piaoxu's lame steps.

"It's okay." Nangong Piaoxu responded hoarsely.

"Okay." Although Qin Liang knew that the girl beside her was holding on, she couldn't expose it at this time, so she could only whisper, "Let Chen Bahuang stare at it first, let us go home and rest for a while."

"Don't worry, I will be here to accompany Mr. Nangong Jin." After hearing Qin Liang's words, Chen Bahuang said solemnly.

"Brother Chen, let's go back and rest together. You have stayed here for a night, right?" Nangong Piaoxu looked at Chen Bahuang not far away and said with great gratitude in his heart.

"He doesn't have to care about him if he's okay." Qin Liang interrupted, "This guy is just a night owl on weekdays, and he's in good health."

Seeing Qin Liang say this, Nangong Piaoxu is not going to force her anymore.

So the two slowly walked out of Nangong Academy.

After he was the only one left in the academy, Chen Bahuang, looked at the tomb of Nangong Jin in front of him, stretched his waist, and yawned.

After smacking his lips, Chen Bahuang walked towards the 24-hour convenience store opposite the main entrance of the academy.

After buying two bottles of wine in the convenience store, he returned to Nangong Jin's grave.

Looking at the grave in front of him, Chen Bahuang said to himself: "I originally wanted to erect a monument for Mr. Nangong, but then I thought that there must be an epitaph on the tombstone. My literary talent is simply a difference compared to the old man."

Speaking of this, Chen Bahuang shook his head with self-deprecatingness.

"So, I really can't imagine an epitaph that suits you."

"Since that's the case, I won't be ugliness anymore, and you don't think you'll care about this, sir."

"The land will support one's life, and the human will support one's life."

Chen Bahuang savored this sentence carefully and nodded frequently, and praised it one after another.

"If I were to study, I'm afraid I wouldn't be as good as you for one hundred."

After smacking his tongue, Chen Bahuang smiled happily and said, "I heard before that the world is shared. Once you, Nangong Jin, you will take over the remaining eight dou, and you will take over nine points in one dou. I always feel it is a bit exaggerated."

"But after Mr. Yu became strong and after Mr. Yu had a deep relationship, he always felt that this evaluation was a bit too little."

"Oh!" After laughing, Chen Bahuang's expression turned from joy to sadness for some reason. "Although he understood more than anyone else when he talked to others about those great principles, I was a little unacceptable after I really learned that you had passed away by sir."

"This is really a world of slack eggs!"

He talked to himself that now, Chen Bahuang suddenly realized that the two bottles of wine he had just bought had already seen it.

He originally wanted to buy a few more bottles, but then he thought that it would not take long for the students from the academy to come to school.

If he was drunk, wouldn’t he let those students laugh at him?

It’s not that Chen Bahuang cares about fame, nor that he is afraid that those students will laugh at him.

What he cares about is that people like Nangong Jin, no matter what it is or who it is.

No one should be ridiculed by anyone.

Thinking of this, Chen Bahuang buried the two bottles of wine in Nangong Jin's grave, then sat on the ground, supported his hands on the ground, raised his head, and looked at the gradually rising sun.

"The old man usually reviews ancient books and supports it. Do you also like to face the rising sun?"

"If so, then the old man is really tasteful, because the sunrise is so beautiful that it is intoxicating."

"Of course..."

"The same is true for this wine."

As he spoke, Chen Bahuang felt a little sleepy.

This is abnormal, after all, with his physical fitness and his alcohol tolerance.

Whether it was staying up all night or drinking two bottles of wine, it was not enough to make him sleepy.

"In life, you only have a cup of wine in this world. This cup of wine is still a cup of outsiders. In the end, you can't escape the word "sadness..."

Chen Bahuang slowly closed his eyes as he murmured softly.

This time, he was very stable.

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I don’t know how long it took, but the noise of footsteps gradually woke it up.

Chen Bahuang opened his eyes sleepily and saw the students coming towards the rising sun, and the dean who was cautious, fearing that he would wake him up.

After seeing this scene, Chen Bahuang stood up from the ground, very casually afraid of hitting the dust on his pants, and then waved to the dean.

The dean who was most reluctant to see this scene was stunned when he saw Chen Bahuang wave to him, and his eyes kept dodging.

"Sir, you read that right, I'm calling you." Looking at the president's struggled and entangled expression, Chen Bahuang laughed, "Why is the dean so unpretentious? Contact me and don't want to say a few words."

"Mr. Chen, you are joking, how dare I have that kind of intention." The dean laughed repeatedly for fear of the excitement of Chen Bahuang.

"Even if that's the case, why just talk?" Chen Bahuang walked down the slope and waved to the dean one after another, "Come on, although you and I have misunderstandings, you finally agreed to my request yesterday, so I will not make things difficult for you during this period."

After hearing the second half of the sentence, the dean felt relieved and mustered up the courage to walk to Chen Bahuang.

"Hehe..." He looked at the dean Chen Bahuang and smiled, then sat down on the ground. Before the dean could react, he had already patted the land beside him with his dusty hand, "Come on, sit down."

It was just two words, but it made the dean very upset.

But in the end, he sighed deeply in his heart and sat on the ground with Chen Bahuang.

"That's right." After seeing the dean's actions, Chen Bahuang nodded with satisfaction, "You said that although you are the dean, you must be more concerned about culture than you can compare to Nangong Jin. But this is so big that it is hard to accept."

After hearing this comment, the dean didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he had to sit still without saying a word.

"Why don't you speak?" Compared to the dean's taciturn, Chen Bahuang was leisurely and contented, "Don't you give face? Or do you look down on me?"

"No, no, there is absolutely no meaning." After hearing this, the dean panicked and explained repeatedly.

"Hahahaha!!!" Why did Chen Bahuang think it was funny when he saw the dean like this? "Dean, don't be so nervous, you and I have known each other for a while."

"Although it is impossible to be friends in this life without making any decisions, but you don't have to be so nervous, making me feel like I'm bullying you. I'm very kind."

"Ha?!" When the dean heard Chen Bahuang claiming to be kind, he suddenly widened his eyes and exclaimed.

"Hey! Could it be that the dean doesn't agree with my statement?!" Chen Bahuang frowned slightly, looked at the dean with some anger and questioned.
Chapter completed!