The girl is wearing a light blue school uniform, a wide and long white belt, and a small white school hat.
Her hair was all tied up in a hat, revealing only a round face with white teeth and red lips.
The eyebrows have soft curves, and the cheeks are a little pink.
When the scholars outside the door saw the girl in blue, they immediately became quiet. Is there still a little bit of excitement and chaos there?
They all moved back a few steps in unison, and their steps were surprisingly consistent. After that, some looked up at the sky, and some looked down to count the ants.
What's more, he took out a pot of flowers and plants from the bookcase, held it in his arms, watered the flowers and cut them, caring for them carefully, with affectionate eyes...
After the girl in blue opened the door, she glanced left and right. Her big black eyes swung to the left and then to the right, as agile as a bird.
Suddenly, outside the side door, it was even quieter than when the door was not open.
A small girl in blue was in a "stalemate" with hundreds of scholars for three breaths.
After a few glances, the girl in blue smacked her lips. She put her two slender arms behind her back, raised her chin slightly, and slowly walked out of the door.
The girl in blue stood on the steps, ignoring the people below the steps and staring straight ahead.
It's just that she is still short. Even on the steps, she is lower than the people below, so she can't see anything.
The scholars hurriedly moved aside to make way for her gaze.
The girl in blue put her hands behind her back, still pursed her red lips, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. She looked at the bamboo forest in front of her for a while, nodded her chin slightly, turned her back like a little adult, and prepared to cross over again with her little feet splayed out. Go back inside the door.
Zhao Rong stood on tiptoe watching this scene, carefully observing the appearance of the girl in blue, and then looking left and right at the expressions and movements of the many scholars around him.
He raised his hand and pinched his chin.
Who is this little girl?
A female academy teacher who is rejuvenated?
Wearing schoolboy clothes, it doesn't look like it. Besides, the expressions of these guys who came early around me feel a little strange...
At this moment.
The majestic girl in blue was about to cross the threshold when her small body suddenly stopped!
She turned her head suddenly and glanced at the two open wooden doors.
Immediately, the girl in blue suddenly turned back.
She opened her mouth slightly and stared at the scholars at the foot of the steps with her big black eyes.
The little girl's undeveloped breasts were rising and falling, and the little hands behind her back were also lowered.
She stared, nodded slowly, straightened her right hand, shook her green finger up and down, and pointed back and forth at the people at the foot of the steps.
Many scholars under the steps quickly looked away, not daring to look at her. Many people hurriedly waved their hands and heads in the direction she pointed...
All this happened in silence, the venue was still very quiet, but there were some vague noises in the distance.
Zhao Rong curiously looked at this scene that seemed to have a tacit understanding.
It's just that he hasn't figured it out yet.
The girl in blue suddenly kicked her feet, twisted her little body, and ran away in a hurry.
The wooden door is still open, and you can get a glimpse of the pavilions and pavilions inside the academy.
After she left.
Many people breathed a sigh of relief, and the strange scholar Zhao Rong, who had been curiously and attentively holding a pot of flowers and gazing at them affectionately, also sighed softly and put away the flower pot in his arms.
Zhao Rong blinked, not knowing why, and wanted to find someone to ask about the situation. Seeing the taciturn appearance of the people around him, he felt that asking was in vain.
As for going to a distant wine shop to inquire about it like when I first arrived, it was too late. Depending on the situation, a gentleman from the academy might come out at any time.
He thought about it and gave up.
After a while.
Some figures appeared inside the open door.
The scholars at the foot of the steps crowded forward again.
But it's a pity that those figures are not the academy gentlemen that everyone has been waiting for, but some academy scholars wearing jade walls.
But no one retreated or became frustrated.
Several academicians came down the steps.
Everyone quickly moved out of the way.
"Senior Brother Chen..."
"Senior Brother Gu..."
"Senior Brother Li..."
Many scholars in the crowd shouted kindly.
Everyone responded, their voices rising and falling one after another.
Most of the academicians didn't pay much attention to the friendship among the people. At most, they smiled and went away minding their own business.
However, there was also a kind-faced academician who slowly stopped and reminded everyone with a smile:
"I just saw Mr. Chen walking here after class. He was probably going to get a drink. He was not far behind me. You guys are lucky, so hurry up and get ready."
After saying that, he walked away with a chuckle without waiting for anyone's reaction.
"Is it Mr. Chen!?"
"Mr. Chen hasn't been out for half a month. Today he finally came out to drink. Oh, how come he can drink for half a month after buying a drink once?"
"You don't understand. Mr. Chen is a good drinker but not greedy. He likes poetry. I heard that every time he writes a poem, he dips his writing brush in wine and tastes the taste of the wine to relieve hangover and greed. How can it be different?
Are you also a big drinker?"
"Thank you, Senior Brother Yue, for reminding me!"
"That guy a year ago was really lucky. He helped Mr. Chen run some errands and wrote a poem to encourage people to drink. I didn't think it was even accepted, but he ended up being recommended by Mr. Chen. Alas! I was right next to him at the time.
If I had known earlier, I would have rushed there..."
The crowd outside the side door suddenly became lively.
The scholars, who had been mostly taciturn before, started to speak in alarm and started gearing up to make preparations.
Zhao Rong was confused at first, but he perked up his ears and after listening to everyone's murmurs, his eyes lit up slightly.
It seemed that I was pretty lucky. Although I missed the Linlu Academy's assessment every three years, I just arrived. Within half a day, I met a gentleman who I guess liked poetry and wanted to go out immediately.
You like drinking poems, right?
I guarantee that you will buy it and drink it for half a month before you feel bored!
Zhao Rong wriggled his fingers and moved his joints.
After all, he will be in the limelight later and be noticed by everyone.
No, you have to rub your face again, Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu, don’t laugh too arrogantly or too arrogantly later, you have to be modest and low-key, um, just smile, but don’t smile too stiffly.
Hey, why does it feel like it’s more difficult to “show a polite yet awkward smile” than to be “appreciated and recommended by Mr. Academy”?
Forget it, it’s useless to dwell on these worries that are unique to me. Who can I talk to about this loneliness...
Qingjun, Xiaoxiao, your husband will be here soon...
When Zhao Rong was wandering in the sky, the noise outside the mansion was in vain!
"Mr. Chen!"
"Mr. Chen, Xiaosheng has already bought some wine for you. This is the pink wine from Cuixian Pavilion. Please accept it!"
"Mr. Chen, I have admired you for a long time. I know every poem of yours by heart. I am not very talented. I have carefully polished a good poem in the past few years. I hope you can read it and correct it..."
The crowd outside the door was boiling. The scholars swarmed up and surrounded the figure who had just walked out of the door. Zhao Rong stood on tiptoe behind and could not see clearly the appearance of Mr. Chen.
However, he was not in a hurry. He lowered his head and straightened his clothes. He stood on the roadside where Mr. Chen would pass by later and waited patiently.