Chapter 151 You have continued for my mother again?!
When the girl in blue closed the door, the crowd waiting outside the side door was quiet for a while, and then a low sound started to sound.
Zhao Rong murmured, "Blessings never come in pairs, and misfortunes never come alone..."
His eyes were focused on the strange couplet.
Zhao Rong's brows slowly raised, not only because the content of this couplet was very interesting and unlucky, but it was posted on the side door of the academy, even though the side door was not as important as the main door.
Also because the characters in the couplets are very interesting, well, it can also be said that the person who wrote the couplets is very interesting.
The regular script on the couplets has elegant fonts, and the wet ink has a moist luster, giving off a faint ethereal beauty. Every word is delicate and graceful, like an orchid, isolated from the world, quiet and elegant.
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It is said that words are like people, although this is not absolute, but the words on the couplets on the wooden door are really hard not to make people not feel good about the woman...
Zhao Rong admired it without blinking his eyes. He already loved calligraphy, and finally met an interesting person with similar interests. He immediately felt happy and quietly watched the calligraphy.
"Mr. Zhu wrote another couplet. Hey, what's up with the couple today? Ahem."
"You guys, you guys, let Mr. Zhu work hard again..."
"Isn't this great? You can feast your eyes. By the way, how many times is this this month?"
Some random words from the surroundings reached Zhao Rong's ears.
Some scholars sighed with emotion, "Oh, I have been friends with Mr. Zhu for a long time..."
Someone sneered, "Oh, you are the only one who still has a close relationship with a female gentleman? How does he know you? You should wait until you enter the academy before saying this."
"you……"
Zhao Rong's expression changed, and he saw that the surrounding area was a little lively because of this couplet, so he inquired carefully about some scholars beside him who were looking at the conversation, and soon he got an idea.
This Mr. Zhu is one of the few female teachers in the academy. His name is Zhu Weirui. I heard that he has just arrived at Linlu Academy and is already quite famous.
Zhao Rong asked curiously: "What does this Mr. Zhu look like?"
The scholar next to him opened his eyes wide:
"Vulgar, you are so vulgar! For a talented woman like Mr. Zhu who has read through ancient and modern sages, poems and songs, and is proficient in everything, how can you judge her by her appearance? She is full of dirty thoughts!"
"..." Zhao Rong.
The scholar was upright and reprimanded Zhao Rong with righteous words, with an expression as if we were ashamed to be associated with you.
Other scholars who were attracted by the scolding echoed: "That's right, what we admire most about Mr. Zhu is her conduct and talent... However, a woman with such a good fortune must have been born with autumn water as her god and white jade as her body."
Bones, quiet and elegant, with a pure and blue heart."
Everyone agreed.
Zhao Rong, who received a lot of contemptuous looks, was speechless.
Why do I feel that you also really want to know what Mr. Zhu looks like? Look at how smoothly you use the adjectives that admire her appearance...
Zhao Rong shook his head in his heart, but didn't say anything else. The top priority now is to be honest, bah, to enter Linlu Academy in an upright manner...
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Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head and glanced at the strange couplets a few more times, recalling in his mind the provocative glance and cooing that the weird girl had just turned back to before leaving.
At this time, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of some scholars in the crowd around him who looked hesitant or eager to try.
Zhao Rong suddenly turned around, and with his incomparable speed, which he had been single for nearly forty years in his past and present lives, he took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the book box, and quickly ground the ink with a clear ink block.
The next second.
Zhao Rong flashed, rushed up the steps, and came to the wooden door for the first time.
All the scholars below looked at the scene in front of them in surprise. For a moment, they looked at each other and were speechless.
Zhao Rong held the inkstone in one hand and the brush in the other. Facing this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, which was most likely Mr. Zhu's opportunity to test the scholars outside the hospital, he shook his head slightly and threw the headband that had fallen to his chest behind him, decisively and strangely.
Put pen to paper on the couplet.
In full view of the public, Zhao Rong wrote like a dragon or a snake and splashed ink in a cool and unrestrained way.
In less than ten breaths, he hooked his right hand and made the last stroke, then suddenly turned around, smiled calmly, met the eyes one after another, walked down the steps casually, and returned to the original place.
Everyone's eyes were once again focused on the couplet that had just been added.
The couplets at this moment are:
Unparalleled blessings are coming to this day
Misfortune never comes alone last night
The couplets that were so unlucky a moment ago now have a completely different meaning with just a few words added to them!
Everyone looked at it and were silent for a while, then cheered and clapped in unison.
Facing everyone's admiration and different looks, Zhao Rong responded calmly, but also looked at it silently.
Some people looked in admiration.
Some people looked surprised, probably because he deliberately used regular script that had never appeared in this world, Zhao Rong thought to himself.
Some people looked disdainful.
There are still people... looking playful?
Zhao Rong frowned slightly, but ignored it.
He packed up his things and waited again.
This time I took the initiative to be in the limelight, not for the fellow sufferers outside the door.
So, open the door quickly...
Zhao Rong's eyes were fixed on the wooden door, but his mind was no longer anxious about being rejected. At this time, his mind had drifted hundreds of miles away without realizing it.
What is Qingjun doing now?
And Xiaoxiao, is this stupid girl unable to get up in bed again?
Zhao Rong traveled thousands of miles, and time passed unknowingly.
Soon it was almost noon from early morning, and it seemed that it was almost time for some teachers in Linlu Academy to finish class.
squeaky
Suddenly there was a sound, Zhao Rong was shocked, and he immediately stood up and stared.
The wooden door was opened again.
It’s the girl in blue again from the morning!
Zhao Rong looked forward to it.
The girl in blue seems to have the responsibility of managing the opening and closing of this door. It is almost noon at this time. Someone may want to enter or exit this door later, so she will open the door.
After she pushed the wooden door open, she casually glanced outside as usual, then turned around to go back.
Zhao Rong felt nervous.
Come on, look at the couplets!
The girl in blue, who just turned around, put her hands behind her back, and took a step with her short legs, seemed to have heard Zhao Rong's urgent voice.
Her small body suddenly paused, and the other foot she was about to take out was suspended in the air, and then she slowly retracted it.
The girl in blue tilted her head, took a step back, and tilted her head to look at the open wooden doors on both sides.
Suddenly, she was stunned.
Zhao Rong let out a breath and finally saw, well, this little girl is quite spiritual.
The girl in blue turned around slowly, crossed the threshold, walked outside the door silently, and stood on the steps staring at everyone.
The crowd under the steps has been extremely quiet since I don’t know when.
The girl in blue narrowed her big black eyes slightly and looked at the crowd. She then looked back at the special couplets she had just received from her husband that morning.
The girl in blue turned around and asked seriously: "Who added this?"
This was the first time Zhao Rong heard her make a sound. Well, except for the humming sound in the morning, although the girl in blue looked very small, she did not have a childish milky voice, and she was delicate and crisp.
It has a somewhat ethereal feel, like an orchid in an empty valley.
However, Zhao Rong had no intention of thinking about this at this time.
He hurriedly coughed lightly in a voice that could be heard by the whole audience, then put one hand behind his back and the other in front of him, and walked forward as everyone watched.
However, what makes Zhao Rong strange is...why are these guys around him retreating? Um, is this necessary?
The girl in blue ignored the retreating crowd and immediately locked her eyes on Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong came to the steps in front of the girl in blue.
Even if the girl in blue is standing on the steps, Zhao Rong is a head taller than her.
The girl in blue puffed her mouth and did not raise her head. Instead, her eyes turned up slightly and she looked at Zhao Rong, who was slightly taller than her. "Did you continue?"
Zhao Rong blinked, covered his mouth with his fist again, coughed slightly, but still did not speak, but cupped his hand towards her.
A humble expression.
The girl in blue was furious, raised her little foot and slammed it on Zhao Rong's foot, like a little wild cat with exploded fur.
"Yeah! I finally asked my husband for a pair that will never be stolen again, but you gave me another pair?!"