The six hundred and seventieth order of the octopus senior
Yu Huaijin looked calm and said to the audience:
"Xue You, your chess skills are superb. You are the representative of the chess class appointed by Mr. Qi. You often learn chess from Mr. Qi on weekdays. You are familiar with Mr. Qi's questions. You will teach the first chess class."
Hearing this, Zhao Rong and everyone turned around and applauded politely.
Li Xueyou is obviously very popular among the students of Shuixing Hall. The whole audience is filled with warm applause and kind laughter, and they are all looking forward to it.
Apparently Li Xueyou, like Zhao Rong, had received notification from Yu Huaijin in advance.
She was not too shy. She stood up from her seat, waved her hands quickly to the enthusiastic crowd, and then went to the stage to give a lecture with a book in her arms.
Yu Huaijin gave up the podium position to Li Xueyou and listened together in the audience.
Zhao Rong saw Han Wenfu approaching and took the initiative to talk to Yu Xuanji. He smiled and didn't know what he meant. Yu Huaijin just nodded and stared at the podium without replying.
Zhao Rong returned his attention to the podium.
Li Xueyao was giving a lecture on the podium, and occasionally when he was a little nervous or awkward, all the students in the audience smiled kindly and in harmony.
Zhao Rong listened carefully and benefited a lot.
If we just talk about chess ability, he is not as good as Brother Xue You.
But right now, Zhao Rong can only focus on taking the exam.
Next to him, Fan Yushu also sighed, "Ziyu, Brother Xueyou said it well."
Zhao Rong didn't look at him and just asked, "Do you understand?"
"No." Fan Yushu shook his head, the topic jumped a bit, "Tzuyu, you said it would be great if she and I were in the same examination room."
Zhao Rong nodded, "It's good for you and Yu Huaijin to be in the same examination room."
Fan Yushu glared, "Ziyu, you might as well kill me!"
As the two people in the back row whispered to each other, Li Xueyou finished her lecture. With red cheeks, she bowed and thanked her on the podium, then trotted off with her book in her arms.
Yu Huaijin came back on stage, glanced across the audience, and said directly: "Brother Peiliang, painting is your best art. The second painting class will be taught by you."
With a smile on his face, Wu Peiliang bowed his hands to everyone, and then went on stage with great satisfaction.
"Tzuyu, you're such a stinky bitch again, what an arrogant person you are." Fan Yushu muttered.
Zhao Rong did not agree. He still looked at the podium and listened carefully, his face focused.
Near the podium in front, Yu Huaijin, who was standing quietly with his hands raised, slightly squinted his eyes and glanced at Zhao Rong calmly.
On the podium, the student named Wu was talking eloquently.
In the audience, Zhao Rong listened attentively for a while and nodded.
This guy who is very different from him does have two brushes in traditional painting skills.
Landscapes, figures, flowers and birds can all be described as natural and the views are impressive.
No wonder he has arrogant courage.
Remembering Wu Peiliang's 'unruly' appearance every time he suppressed him before, the corners of Zhao Rong's mouth curved slightly.
At this time, Fan Yushu couldn't hold it anymore, "Tzuyu, tomorrow is the painting test. What are you best at painting?"
"A little bit of both."
Fan Yushu covered his mouth with his hands and said mysteriously: "Ziyu, do you know what I am good at painting?"
Zhao Rong didn't even think about it: "Sex picture."
Fan Yushu was stunned, "Sex picture? What is this."
Zhao Rong thought for a while and changed the euphemism, "Yellow picture."
"What kind of picture is the yellow picture?"
Zhao Rong said expressionlessly, "A picture of erotic palace."
Fan Yushu was a little shocked, "Tzuyu is really of the same kind. But the erotic pictures are not pornographic, they are white, hehe..."
Zhao Rong thought it would be better to stay away from this guy in the future.
Fan Yushu returned to the topic and hummed confidently: "I am quite accomplished in figure painting."
Being quite accomplished is equivalent to having an extensive knowledge of pornographic pictures, right?
Zhao Rong was speechless.
When it comes to hobbies, Fan Yushu talked about sex and said categorically: "Tzuyu, let me tell you, don't underestimate erotic pictures. Good erotic pictures are all made by famous artists, because ordinary vulgar painters
It is simply impossible to paint the charm, and only a master can create a masterpiece with both form and rhyme."
Zhao Rong turned his head and said seriously: "Brother Yushu, please respect yourself."
Looking at him speaking righteously, Fan Yushu blinked.
Fan Yushu cannot believe that Zhao Rong is a white lotus. He is a Confucian scholar who is married and has a family. He has more than one person in his room. Fairy Zhao, Fairy Zhao and Miss Su are all three immortals and goddesses.
Following him wholeheartedly, Fan Yushu didn't believe how pure this boy Zhao Rong could be. Who knows how much he could go through.
Especially since he didn't return home all night yesterday and was taken out of the academy by Fairy Qian'er. He didn't know why he was there...and then he was told that he slept during the exam this morning. Well, the evidence is conclusive.
Fan Yushu originally wanted to discuss it further and reveal someone's serious side.
However, at this moment, Yu Huaijin in the front row glanced at him, so he had to give up.
Zhao Rong returned his attention to the podium.
Not long after, Wu Peiliang's lecture ended. All the students in the class applauded, and Zhao Rong also raised his hand to applaud.
"You guys praise your love, you praise your love."
Wu Peiliang pretended to be humble and bowed his hands to everyone, as if he was reluctant to come down. He lingered on the stage for a while, and then walked off the stage with a happy face.
Yu Huaijin stepped onto the podium again and spoke directly: "Brother Ziyu, your calligraphy skills are outstanding, and you are Mr. Zhu's designated calligraphy assistant..."
Before she could finish speaking, Wu Peiliang, who was walking down the stage, suddenly stopped halfway, turned around and asked with a smile: "Senior Yu, why do you want to go on stage again?"
Yu Huaijin turned around and asked, "What does this mean?"
Except for Zhao Rong who was calm, all the students also looked puzzled.
Wu Peiliang smiled and asked: "In the third calligraphy class, didn't the senior ask the calligraphy class assistant to come on stage to give a lecture? Aren't the calligraphy class assistants downstairs?"
When some students reacted, they either couldn't help but laugh, or looked weird, and they all looked at Zhao Rong in the back row with mocking and teasing eyes.
Yu Huaijin held his hands, his face remained calm, and he ignored the whispers and laughter on the field.
She looked at Fan Yushu for a while, then said seriously: "The current teaching assistant in the calligraphy class is brother Ziyu. So far, Mr. Zhu has not changed."
Under the direct gaze of the uptight senior student of Sui Xing Hall, Wu Peiliang slightly moved his eyes.
He pretended to frown and thought for a while, and then suddenly realized:
"Oh! I think about it, hahaha, it's not so fast. I have to wait for two days. After all the exams are finished and the dust has settled, I will be Mr. Zhu's assistant teacher in the calligraphy class. Hahaha, I am getting impatient. Senior
Wu Peiliang cupped his hands towards Zhao Rong, who looked calm and looked very apologetic.
The low laughter among the students on the field became louder.
On the other side, Han Wenfu, who had been watching with a smile, looked at Wu Peiliang, then turned to look at the boy named Zhao in the back row, and also looked at the students of Suixing Hall who were watching the excitement and did not take it too seriously. He seemed to notice
What interesting story happened, the smile on his face became even bigger.
On the podium, a certain old-fashioned girl frowned slightly.
Li Xue, who was sitting on the seat, held the fabric of her sleeves with her small hands: "Brother Wu, how could you do this? We are all classmates!"
Xiao Hongyu, who was watching the excitement, couldn't help but glance at his friend.
From the beginning to the end, Zhao Rong, the person involved, kept his expression unchanged, and did not even look at Wu Peiliang, who was jumping up and down. Even the mocking laughter on the court made the usually shameless Brother Yushu defend him.
But he turned a deaf ear and kept looking at Yu Huaijin on the podium, as if telling her: "Hurry up and let me give lectures. Don't wait any longer..."
But Yu Huaijin never responded.
In the heart of the lake, a certain purple-clothed sword spirit with a bad temper could no longer sit still, "Zhao Rong! This kid is here to ride on your face again. You have to use a hammer. I am going to cut off his three souls and six souls with one sword. This time
Don’t stop me!!”
Zhao Rong nodded. If the purple-robed sword spirit was behind him at this moment, he might even step aside immediately.
"Okay, you go ahead, I won't stop you." He said seriously.
Sword Spirit:…………
Hey, this is boring.
Gui took a deep breath and said tolerantly and gently: "Oh, he scolded you, I'm not in a hurry."
Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing.
Because of Zhao Rong's lack of response, Wu Peiliang, who had been expecting him to break his guard and get angry, frowned slightly. Then, he sneered and prepared to return to his seat.
But at this moment.
"Boom, boom, boom!"
The dull sound of three knuckles hitting the wooden table suddenly sounded on the field.
Everyone looked up and looked at Yu Huaijin on the podium.
"Boom!"
The senior student of Suixingtang knocked on the table again.
Then she calmly looked around the audience, and then said something that Wu Peiliang and other students, as well as Zhao Rong, did not expect.
"Brother Peiliang, don't leave yet. Brother Ziyu, come up here. I remember that there seemed to be a pact between the two of you. It just so happens that everyone is here today, and Senior Han of the Monastery Hall is also here. You are all brothers and classmates.
If you can't talk about anything, it's better not to let outsiders laugh and cancel it in person..."
The whole place fell silent.
Everyone heard...she used a commanding tone.
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PS: I overslept again in the evening, sorry bro. In addition, the target of 500 votes set for the May Day event has been reached. On the basis of daily updates, 3 chapters will be added and completed within this month... (Brothers are too fierce, too many