Cui Xing was dazed and stunned for a moment. Then he realized what he was talking about. He saw Bai Song grinning evilly again. His heart moved, and he also showed an expression that only a man would understand, and he also started laughing.
However, the next second Cui Xing had a straight face and lowered his voice and replied: "Isn't this not good?"
"I have nothing to do today. Is it possible that I have to sleep in this hut all day? Isn't it a waste of time?"
"The rules of the college are that you are not allowed to have free time, and you are not allowed to go out at will. Today is the first day of school. If we go out, won't we be punished by the teacher? Didn't you see how badly the eldest son Huan was beaten? I don't want to be beaten like this."
"We quietly climbed over the wall to get out, and then came back over the wall without knowing it. Who knows?"
Cui Xing shook his head repeatedly, not wanting to cause trouble with Bai Song.
He came all the way to study in Chang'an, but he didn't want to do anything outrageous.
"Looking at your potential, you really don't want to go?"
Cui Xing shook his head: "I won't go, I really won't go."
Bai Song waved his hand and returned to his place to lie down for a while. He found that he was the only one in the whole room who was not asleep.
I had nothing to do, and listened to the screams of Changsun Huan next door. I felt a little pity for him, so I simply prepared some medicine in the house and sent it over.
Changsun Huan's dormitory was not so quiet. Everyone was sitting, reading and writing, seemingly leisurely, but in fact they were depressed.
Not far away there was a tireless loudspeaker, which kept moaning and groaning, which made people feel guilty but also made it hard for them to say anything.
Changsun Huan's school boy silently applied the golden sore medicine on the side. The pain was so painful that Changsun Huan could not even curse.
Bai Song took the medicine and placed it beside Changsun Huan's bed: "Here, use my medicine and you'll get better quickly."
The book boy looked at Bai Song in surprise, feeling a little surprised.
At the same time, Yu Ji said: "I heard from my younger brother that Brother Bai is proficient in medical skills and is a hidden medical master. If Brother Changsun is really uncomfortable, you might as well give it a try."
Changsun Huan used his only strength and slapped Bai Song's medicine hard, knocking the package of medicine to the ground.
"Even if I die, I won't receive any favor from this country bumpkin!"
Bai Song shrugged: "Okay, if you can hold on so much, then hold on."
With that said, he picked up the medicine on the ground and prepared to go back.
When he turned around, he saw Yu Ji. Thinking that it would be inappropriate for such a girl to live next to two losers, Zhang Sun Huan and Lu Yao, he invited her, "Brother Yu, there are a lot of vacancies over there, so why not go to my room?"
Stay in the dormitory?"
Yu Ji replied: "Thank you Brother Bai for your kindness. I will make a decision after asking for your advice."
With a simple sentence, Bai Song returned to the room with the medicine.
Back in the room, Bai Song continued to lie on the bed in a daze, looking sideways at Bai Feng.
The little girl sleeps with her nostrils pointed upward and her mouth open and closed, which is very unsightly.
It's supposed to be a good-looking face, but it's not interesting to look at when you're asleep.
Turning over to face Yu Qing again, I saw that this kid was very chattering on weekdays, but when he was asleep, he was a quiet master. He lay motionless on his side and couldn't even feel his breathing. It was completely different from when he was awake.
Bai Song was fascinated by it. He felt that this guy looked really good-looking when he was sleeping. Although he was a man, it would not be an exaggeration to describe his features as picturesque.
Bai Song has always been dissatisfied with his appearance. He always felt that it was too neutral, too feminine, and a little less masculine. But compared with Yu Qing, it pales in comparison. It's far from it, and it's a little bit faint.
The aroma is so strong that people can't help but get closer.
Bai Song sniffed, inhaling the hair scattered on Yu Qing's forehead. It tickled his nostrils. Mixed with the fragrant smell, he felt an unbearable itching feeling.
Bai Song was startled and quickly turned away, thinking that he wouldn't be so perverted that he would become interested in men, would he?
So he quickly shook his head and turned to look at White Bee to let his thoughts normalize.
At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Bai Song responded: "Come in."
The door opened, and in came Chang Sun Huan's book boy.
"What?"
"Well..." The other party was a little embarrassed, "My young master said he wanted to try your medicine."
"You were so stubborn just now. Didn't you say that you wouldn't even use my medicine to die? Then you let him die."
"..." The book boy was a little shy and a little embarrassed. He didn't know how to explain it for a while.
Bai Song looked at it twice and waved his hand: "Okay, I won't embarrass you. You can give the medicine to that kid."
"Thank you... thank you..." The book boy thanked him repeatedly and came up to get the medicine.
"Wait a minute, I'm adding some ingredients to it to ensure the effect."
With that said, Bai Song stood up, opened his medicine box on the desk, and sprinkled some saffron powder into the wound medicine.
With saffron powder in this wound medicine, the efficacy of the medicine will be significantly improved, and the injured person will also feel a more obvious burning sensation.
Bai Song smiled and gave the medicine to the scholar, thinking in his mind that it would not be long before everyone in the academy would not be able to sleep.
Sure enough, a few minutes later, there was a scream like a slaughtering pig coming from the next door room, and everyone in the college was woken up.
Changsun Huan screamed so miserably that everyone came out to ask, wondering what was going on.
The boy was frightened and asked anxiously what kind of medicine Bai Song had given Changsun Huan.
Bai Song shrugged and looked at Changsun Huan, who was rolling in pain on the bed: "It's just medicine for injuries. Don't worry, good medicine is bitter and it will definitely be effective. I guarantee it with my head."
"Bai Song! You...you want to kill me! Go and call the doctor!"
The scholar hurriedly went out to ask for a doctor, and soon found a barefoot doctor.
The doctor came, and after a short examination, the students all thought there was something wrong with the medicine, but after the doctor saw it, he repeatedly praised: "This is the best golden sore medicine! I specialize in treating the bruises on this young man's body. I practice medicine."
In ten years, this is the first time I have seen such a proportion of wound medicine. When I think about it carefully, I feel that this recipe is very useful. I wonder who can do the proportioning?"
Changsun Huan almost fainted and looked at the doctor while he was dying: "This... this medicine is really effective?"
"If this medicine can't relieve the young master's bruises, I'm afraid there will be no panacea in the world."
"Brother Bai's medicine is so powerful?"
A group of students looked at each other in surprise.
The group of people bid farewell to the doctor. Seeing that Changsun Huan was still in unbearable pain, they felt a little more relaxed.
Bai Song continued to shrug: "Let me just say, my medicine is very effective."
Changsun Huan had no strength left: "Ouch...ouch...Bai Song, please remember, if this medicine doesn't work, I, Changsun Huan, will never be done with you."
A group of people were making noises, and when they went out to look at the sky, it was already dusk.
Then they each had solid food for dinner, and the boring days became even more boring.
The last group of people sat in the courtyard and looked at the sky, waiting to see the moon and counting the stars.
Bai Song asked Cui Xing again if he wanted to see Miss Qingqing?
Bai Song felt so boring because he had no future and was unable to make a living.
On August 17, the moon was still round, at least it looked the same to the naked eye.
The world was quiet. I don’t know when, but the BGM that had been ringing in the academy all day disappeared.
Only the sound of crickets late at night kept me company.
"I don't know what I can learn here..."
Xie Yuan, who was beside Bai Song, lay directly on the bluestone road, looking at the sky and feeling a little bored.
The people here are actually the same. The students who can enter Yongxing College are all very good at poetry and poetry. They have read the Four Books and Five Classics since they were young. Everyone has a rich literary accomplishment.
Already very talented, any one of them can become a famous talent in Chang'an.
In fact, the knowledge of such people is not comparable to that of many older gentlemen. They have already passed the stage of accumulating knowledge through reading. They come here more to brush up their resumes. After studying in Yongxing College, they are quite knowledgeable no matter where they go.
Things about cards.
Everyone looked at the moon above their heads and thought silently, calculating that every day in the next six months would be so boring.
Bai Song was different. He had countless works in his heart, but what he lacked was accumulation. He was really looking forward to gaining more knowledge in ancient literature through college life and getting closer to the ancients.
Everyone stayed silent in the yard, yawning and spending the day in solitude.
I don't know who said: "Hey, it's boring, I went to bed."
Everyone got up one after another and walked back, all intending to sleep.
At this time, Changsun Huan limped into the courtyard, attracting everyone's attention.
Changsun Huan's expression was dull and a little embarrassed. He moved step by step to Bai Song and whispered: "Thank you, your medicine is really effective."
[The author has something to say]
Today’s update, I owe 5. I have written various poems, but I haven’t touched the couplet yet. Mainly, some of the couplets circulating on the Internet have been written badly by various writings. I plan to add a scene of the couplet later, and I don’t want to use some bad words.
I would like to ask my all-powerful book friends for advice. I wonder if they can provide some relatively new, interesting, and funny pairing materials. Whether they are original or found elsewhere, as long as they are not bad ones, I will see if they can.
