A gentle breeze broke into the winding corridor in the afternoon.
In a certain section of the corridor, a large group of students gathered.
It's just that the atmosphere was quiet for a moment.
Because of the strange maple leaf that one of the handsome students took out.
The color of the leaves is constantly changing, from green to red, the red is as delicate as blood, and then from red to green, the green is as green as dripping.
Zhao Rongrao looked at the maple leaf in Senior Han's hand with interest. There were strange phenomena on it, and there were several rows of densely packed small characters arranged neatly.
He is familiar with entering poetry.
This is a poem about falling flowers without me.
Zhao Rong blinked, and like many others around him, glanced at Senior Han's serious expression with a slight smile.
Miaoshou accidentally got a piece of poetry about falling flowers and the state of selflessness that can be used repeatedly, and then just because that Yu Huaijin mentioned some trivial fragments to you, he gave the poem directly to her to express his gratitude?
Good guy.
Zhao Rong copied his hands and clicked, he understood everything he understood, and even if he didn't understand, he didn't understand...
At this time, a student coughed lightly and said with a smile: "Senior Han and Senior Yu met close friends through mountains and rivers."
"Yes, they are all the seeds of study that our academy Keyi had anticipated in advance. They are also classmates. If you look at it, it is obvious that...the man is talented and the woman is beautiful. They are a perfect match."
Everyone responded, but most people were not envious, and some of the students had strange expressions on their faces.
Senior Han quickly shook his head, "Brother Nian, don't make trouble and don't talk nonsense. It would be bad if it reaches the ears of Mr. Xuezheng."
With a slightly solemn expression and a handsome eyebrow, he looked around at the students around him, then turned to look at the vast lake outside the corridor, and said with a sigh of relief: "We are just classmates when we are young, and we are in our prime years. We should study hard and devote ourselves to learning.
, Huai Jin is like this. When we are three together, there must be someone who is my teacher. We should learn more from her."
The students around Senior Han looked at each other and nodded.
Afterwards, they walked to Shuxing Hall chatting and laughing, and followed Senior Han to deliver maple leaves to Yu Huaijin, who had never been masked by Zhao Rong before joining in the fun.
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Zhao Rong was listening with great interest when he saw Senior Han and the students gradually walking away. He raised his heels, but suddenly, Zhao Rong saw from the corner of his eye that Jia Tengying was still dumbfounded, with his head lowered and he didn't know whether he was looking at his fingers or his hands.
The scroll on.
Zhao Rong pulled Raja Tengying and stepped forward quickly.
"Let's go, brother Teng Ying, weren't you in a hurry just now and worried about being late?"
Jia Tengying pursed his lips and came to his senses, "Oh, let's go, let's go."
After saying that, he raised his head and glanced at Senior Han, who was among the group of people leaving. He was casually holding a maple leaf alternating between green and red, with a confident posture and talking and laughing freely.
Jia Tengying lowered his head and hurriedly followed.
Zhao Rong, who was waiting for him in front, slowed down and noticed the reaction of the newly acquainted Teng Ying brother. Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, and a lot of love, hate and hatred between the poor boy, the rich, the beautiful, the rich and the handsome flashed through his mind.
Blood scene.
He nodded slightly, knowing something about Senior Yu, and without even thinking about it, he put her on the blacklist of "see no evil". Just like Mr. Zhu who was crazy about words, he made up his mind that she must never
provoke......
Not long after, after passing several more schools, Zhao Rong and Jia Tengying came to a simple lobby with bamboo planted in front.
"Brother Ziyu, this is it."
Jia Tengying raised his head and glanced at the group of people at the entrance of the lobby, then spoke in a depressed tone.
Zhao Rong nodded, and the two walked down the corridor together.
At this time, Senior Han and his group, who had arrived before them, were gathering at the entrance of Suixing Hall.
Senior Han stopped a student who was about to enter Suixing Hall and said with a smile: "I'm in the same year. I'm sorry for bothering you. Please call Yu Huaijin for me. I'll see her if I have something to do."
The Suixingtang students nodded calmly, "Wait a moment."
After saying this, he walked into the lobby. After a while, he walked out again, shaking his head and saying:
"Senior Yu hasn't come yet, but we have classes in the afternoon. Depending on the time, she should be here soon."
Senior Han thanked him with a smile, then turned around and looked forward to it with his companions.
Later, the students in Suixing Hall learned that the senior of the Monastery Hall named Han Wenfu came to see Senior Yu again. Many people ran out curiously, either to watch the fun or to say hello to some familiar students of the Monastery Hall.
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After Zhao Rong and Jia Tengying walked down the corridor, they turned a corner and walked towards the gate of Shuxingtang. However, Han Wenfu and others' attention was definitely not on the oncoming people, so they naturally ignored them and looked at them.
Toward the corner between the promenade and Suixing Hall.
When Zhao Rong saw this, he wanted to watch the excitement at the door before going in. However, after noticing that Jia Tengying kept walking inside, he coughed lightly, followed Jia Tengying, and prepared to go directly to Suixing Hall without stopping.
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At the same time, Zhao Rong thought for a while and asked as he walked: "Brother Teng Ying, whose class is this afternoon?"
Jia Tengying came back to his senses after hearing the words, opened his mouth slightly, and was about to speak, but stopped immediately because there were several sounds around the two of them.
"Senior Yu is here."
"It's Yu Huaijin."
"Senior came a little late today..."
When Han Wenfu saw the thin figure that appeared in his mind day and night at the corner, he raised his mouth, tried his best to show a sunny smile, and hurried forward to meet it.
When Jia Tengying heard the sound, he subconsciously turned to look at the woman he respected and admired.
Zhao Rong, who had already looked inside the door of Suixing Hall and was about to step in, saw that everyone around him was looking behind him, so he turned his head with a calm expression, repeating in his heart that Qingjun Xiaoxiao is the most beautiful one.
...But, just take a look, ahem, and compare.
As a result, he was stunned the next second.
Zhao Rong looked left and right around the new female student who appeared at the corner. He looked around several times and was sure that there was indeed no other woman in his field of vision except her.
He returned his gaze and looked at the new woman with a twitching corner of his mouth.
So you are Senior Yu Huaijinyu?
Han Wenfu greeted the visitor with a smile like a spring breeze, "Huaijin, where have you been and why are you here so late."
The short and thin female student who had given directions to Zhao Rong not long ago had a calm expression when faced with the greetings and looks from everyone outside Sui Xing Hall.
Yu Huaijin still had a straight face, and the school uniform looked extremely loose on her, like a child wearing adult clothes.
At this time, seeing Han Wenfu's cordial and enthusiastic greeting, Yu Huaijin stopped.
When Han Wenfu saw this, he immediately stopped. He seemed to be very familiar with the behavior of the ordinary-looking woman in front of him, and kept the distance between the two accurately at three steps, no more and no less.
"Brother Han." Yu Huaijin looked at Han Wenfu carefully and bowed in salute.
Meticulous.
Han Wenfu was speechless in his heart, but he still nodded with a sunny smile. His expression became particularly solemn immediately, and he performed this etiquette among people of the same age.
This etiquette clearly exists in Seventy-Two College, but it is usually ignored among college students and is not so rigid and polite. There is not even much etiquette between college students and some free and easy gentlemen who behave eclectically.
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But there are exceptions, such as the existence in front of Han Wenfu at this moment.
After the ceremony, Han Wenfu relaxed and said with a smile: "Huai Jin..."
"Brother Han, pay attention to your words and don't shout random titles." Yu Huaijin interrupted with a straight face.
Han Wenfu's expression froze slightly, feeling that he couldn't hold on to his face, but to him, what is face compared to something? Not even shit.
Han Wenfu pursed his lips and looked at the dull and boring woman in front of him, with passion hidden deep in his eyes.
Han Wenfu nodded and said seriously: "I was rude and abrupt, please don't blame me Brother Huaijin."
Although Confucian academies admit female students, women need to wear men's clothes in front of others, and classmates can also use men's titles.
At this time, Yu Huaijin turned his head slightly and glanced at Zhao Rong, Jia Tengying, and immediately turned his head, looked directly at Han Wenfu, opened the door and said:
"Brother Han, what do you want from me?"
Han Wenfu stared at Yu Huaijin and said with a gentle smile: "Brother Huaijin, do you still remember the fragment of Jiang Feng's sunset against Mian's sleep that you mentioned casually when I asked you for poetry? I have been thinking hard for a few days, and today I went to Jiang'an Feng
When Lin was admiring leaves, he suddenly felt something, so he picked a maple leaf and composed a poem, continuing the remaining lines of Brother Huaijin."
He took out the valuable maple leaf and gestured with sincerity.
"These days, every time I come to ask Brother Huaijin for advice, you are always willing to teach me and take the trouble to answer my questions. I just wasted a lot of your time, and I feel very sorry. In addition, this poem was also 'stealed' from you.
The remaining sentence... I want to give this maple leaf to Brother Huaijin, so please accept it."
Yu Huaijin didn't even look at the maple leaf, stared into Han Wenfu's eyes, and spoke.
"Please take it back. A gentleman does not accept gifts from me. If other students come to me to discuss knowledge, I will treat them seriously, not just you. You wrote this poem, and my remaining sentences are just introductions, which are of far less use.
To the point where I want to accept your high-quality poems. I hope Brother Han will stop doing such vulgar things. I thought you should be polite because you are familiar with poetry, but you still act without thinking."
She spoke every word in a measured and precise manner.
After saying that, Yu Huaijin shook his head and said, "It's getting late. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."
She only waited for a moment, then bowed meticulously once again, walked directly past Han Wenfu, and left him behind.
When Han Wenfu saw Yu Huaijin's refusal, he tried hard to organize his words and wanted to say more, but he really couldn't refute her words, and there was no valid reason for Yu Huaijin to accept Maple Leaf.
At this time, when he saw Yu Huaijin saluting and saying goodbye, he could only save a few and quickly returned the courtesy solemnly.
Han Wenfu looked at Yu Huaijin's emaciated back and hesitated to speak. In the end, he did not dare to shout out. He was worried that if he continued to force himself, it would be like just now, and the goodwill he had finally cultivated would be completely lost.
All.
In the past few months, Han Wenfu has been asking Yu Huaijin for advice. Seeing that his favorability gradually improved, he couldn't help but want to boldly try and write this piece of work that he thought was very sincere.
Maple leaves for poetry were given to her. If Yu Huaijin accepted them, they would be able to get closer.
Although according to Han Wenfu's understanding of her, he may only know her a little bit, which is similar to an ordinary friend who is a little familiar with her, but it is still very precious.
Han Wenfu felt very regretful.
In the final analysis, he still took the relationship between the two for granted, and had the illusion that he could try a gamble. At the same time, he felt a little anxious, so he brought many students from the monastery here today, thinking that there would be so many people.
Yu Huaijin might try not to offend him, but he didn't expect to be rejected so decisively...
Han Wenfu is a bit bitter.
Facing this scene, the students outside Suixing Hall seemed to have become accustomed to it. They were not too surprised. It was somewhat unexpected and reasonable. After all, almost everyone in Mochi Academy knew about Yu Huaijin's character.
Some, but there were also quite a few strange looks from the crowd.
Most of the students from the monastic hall who came back with Han Wen had awkward expressions. A few female students looked at Yu Huaijin with regretful eyes and were puzzled. Some of the men among them shook their heads and were speechless.
When some students from Suixing Hall saw this, they couldn't help but sigh slightly, Senior Yu is indeed Senior Yu.
Jia Tengying, who had been paying attention to these movements, breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded firmly, thinking that this was Senior Yu who would do this.
Zhao Rong on the side has been observing the activities on the field since he discovered that Yu Huaijin was the old-fashioned woman who showed him the way not long ago.
Zhao Rong looked to his left to see Han Wenfu's disappointed expression, to his right to look at the smile on Jia Tengying's face, and finally to Yu Huaijin who was walking towards the gate of Suixing Hall.
He was a little speechless.
At this moment, when Yu Huaijin passed the gate, he suddenly turned around, came to Zhao Rong and others, and suddenly asked: "Are you Zhao Ziyu?"