"Haha, you, you are here too."

He smiled at Yun Zhixi awkwardly, and Mu Changqing's eyes dodged a little.

Although this stupid girl has a bit of a weird temperament, she is not bad by nature. Moreover, after getting along with each other several times, Mu Changqing basically took advantage.

Moreover, the West Chamber that I promised her before has not been given to her, so now I see her again, Mu Changqing is naturally a little guilty.

"I'm a student from the School of Calculation, why can't I be here?"

After snorting, Yun Zhixi looked at Mu Changqing coldly with her chest in her arms.

The students on the side couldn't help but look suspicious when they heard the two of them talking.

"Junior Sister Yun, you, have you ever known Mr. Mu before?"

Mo Bai looked surprised.

"What is Mr. Mu? He is the out-of-text author you keep talking about, Mu Sheng."

He hummed with disdain, and Yun Zhixi said dissatisfiedly.

"What!"

Turning his head stiffly, Mo Bai stared at Mu Changqing with his big eyes.

Mu Changqing smiled, but the smile was filled with a different smell when it fell into Mo Bai's eyes.

Is Mr. Mu Sheng Mu?

In other words, the author of the Legend of Sword and Fairy and the West Chamber?

Yes, I should have thought of it a long time ago.

Besides Mr. Mu, who has the surname Mu who has such talent?

Oh my God.

Wouldn't that say that I kept complaining about him in front of Mr. Mu?

He still nodded and agreed with my opinion?

Mo Bai wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

It's so embarrassing!

Young man, it seems that you know that your path is narrow.

Seeing the expression on Mo Bai's face change, Mu Changqing's smile remained unchanged, and then patted his shoulder and said with concern.

"Brother Mo, but I feel uncomfortable? Why did my face suddenly look so bad?"

"Haha, Mr. Mu, Mo Bai didn't know that Mr. Mu was that Mu Sheng..."

"I hope Mr. Mu will not blame him."

A smile that was even worse than crying slowly appeared on Mo Bai's face.

Mu Changqing was about to make a few more jokes when the next moment he was surrounded by a group of belles.

"Young Master Mu, are you the author of the West Chamber?"

"Young Master Mu, why do you understand your daughter's thoughts so much?"

"Mr. Mu, can you tell me if Zhang Sheng was with Miss Cui in the end?"

"Young Master Mu, are you going to study at the Literature Academy in the future?"

The ladies surrounded Mu Changqing inside with their mouths, their eyes were hot and their hands and feet were used together. They wanted to take Mu Changqing apart when they looked.

It seems that this is meeting a true fan.

But after all, two fists are hard to match the four breasts. Mu Changqing gradually couldn't resist it, so he had to send a life-saving signal to Yun Zhixi who was watching the show.

The girl hummed twice with pride, and then seemed to think that the picture was a little inappropriate. She walked up and pulled Mu Changqing out of the encirclement.

"Come with me."

After saying that, he pulled his sleeve and walked towards a room.

"Thank you."

After wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, Mu Changqing said embarrassedly.

"What do you want your disciple to thank?"

The girl muttered reluctantly, then took out a handkerchief and stuffed it into his hand.

"Wipe quickly, it's so ugly."

What to wipe? Mu Changqing was a little puzzled, and then he saw Yun Zixi pointing at her cheeks and looking disgusted.

Subconsciously, he wiped the fragrant handkerchief on his cheek, and a few light colors of rouge and water powder appeared on it.

Damn, no wonder I felt like I touched something on my face just now.

It's simply too much!

"Ahem, girls are so enthusiastic."

He smiled awkwardly, Mu Changqing's old face was rarely a little rosy.

The two of them came to a room before they fell.

This is the place where students of the School of Literature exchange and study on weekdays.

The house is spacious and elegant, with large and elegant characters hanging in the main hall.

"Study hard and encourage your writing, and you will be able to express your style."

Below are rows of desks.

It's quite similar to the class when I was a child when I was in school.

Yun Zixi walked to her seat and sat down and pondered about something, without hesitating Mu Changqing.

Mu Changqing had no choice but to wander around the room by himself.

He was really bored, so Mu Changqing had to take the initiative to find a topic and speak.

"Miss Yun, don't you know your identity yet?"

"I heard that you and that girl Youshui are close friends. Could it be that you were also born in an official family?"

"My father is the president of the Academy of Literature."

He replied indifferently, Yun Zhixi seemed unwilling to say more about this matter.

President of the School of Literature?

Huo!

This is a very famous person.

Although I don’t know how old the president of the Wen Academy is, it can be seen that most of the civil servants in the court walked out of the Wen Academy.

It can be said that peaches and plums are everywhere in the court, and every word and action are naturally full of weight.

I didn't expect that the silly girl's father is so big. It seems that she must be careful in the future, otherwise her father will find out.

I just reveal my fault to the outside world, I am afraid that I will be stabbed to death by the pen of the literati from all over the world.

As if she could see what Mu Changqing was thinking, the girl raised her head and looked a little cunning.

"What? I'm scared."

He smiled, Mu Changqing didn't reply, the girl asked herself for a boring moment, and then continued to bury her head and write something on the paper.

Sometimes he frowned, sometimes he pursed his lips and pondered.

"What are you writing? So serious?"

Mu Changqing was a little curious when he saw it.

"School assigned by Mr.

Extracurricular homework?

Mu Changqing felt a little interested and walked behind Yun Zhixi and looked down.

I saw a math booklet on the table. I turned a page and was listing a math problem.

"Now there are pheasants and rabbits in the same cage, with thirty-five heads on top and ninety-four feet on bottom. What are the pheasants and rabbits on top?"

Yun Zhixi was frowning and carefully calculating the topic, and the straw paper next to her was scattered randomly, like a ghost drawing talisman.

Isn’t this a math problem with chickens and ducks in the same cage?

Mu Changqing was tortured by this question a lot when he was a child.

Looking at the girl's frowning, the warm sunshine shone through the window edges on her delicate face, and the texture on her forehead was clearly visible.

How do you look like a primary school student?

Not to mention, this serious look looks much cute.

Mu Changqing subconsciously chuckled.

Then the calf was kicked hard, and the girl's unhappy scolding came from the side.

"What are you laughing at? You disturbed my girl's studies."

"Okay, okay, learn slowly, I'll go and go around."

After wandering around outside, I found that this naive man was still burying his head and gnawing on his pen.

Mu Changqing found an empty seat and sat down, swaying leisurely with his eyelids hanging down, and was muttering some strange words.

"One five goes to four, two goes to five goes to three...eight goes to one back five goes to three, nine goes to one back five goes to four..."

When Yun Zhixi heard this, she wrinkled her nose and was about to interrupt Mu Changqing, but as she listened, her little head couldn't help but froze in the air.
Chapter completed!