Chapter 1816 The real bullying should come from an instinct
Chapter 1816 The real bullying should come from an instinct
The graduation banquet was held in the Guanming Hall of the Chinese Academy of Chinese Studies.
This time, a total of sixteen students have reached the age of becoming teachers.
Master Hao and several lecturers stood on the teaching platform under the peach tree.
The sun shone in, and the students below stood in rows of four, bowed their hands, and thanked their teacher.
The official singing the ceremony on the side said: "I have completed my studies today. I wish you all the best to be honest officials and upright people in the future. You will be loyal to the emperor at the top and help the poor at the bottom. Only then can you live up to the trust of the sages and sages you have read for many years."
Master Hao picked up the peaches and plums that had been prepared and delivered them to everyone one by one.
"May you ride the long wind and break through thousands of miles of waves."
Everyone shouted in unison and bowed: "Student, thank you for your teaching."
After the graduation banquet, Ye Siming and Gu Nuoer said goodbye to their friends and left together in a carriage.
Along the way, the warm spring light came in through the rolled-up car curtains.
The gentle light fell on Gu Nuoer's porcelain-white and pretty face, making her even more beautiful.
Ye Siming's palms were up, Gu Nuo'er's palms were down, and they were sitting with their fingers intertwined.
Gu Nuoer looked at the scenery outside, while Ye Siming looked at her.
After watching for a while, Gu Nuoer didn't even look back.
Ye Siming couldn't help but leaned over and asked patiently on the girl's cheek: "What are you thinking about? Why are you ignoring me?"
Gu Nuo'er turned her head: "I was thinking about Master Hao. When the graduation banquet was over, I saw him crying quietly."
And she also found that when they left, Master Hao stood at the door of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, watching all the students leave.
They came in a lively way at first, and now they go in a lively way.
Gu Nuoer sighed unbearably and pursed her pink lips: "Master teaches and educates people, and he has spent most of his life on the teaching platform."
"Today is both our apprenticeship banquet and his farewell banquet. I felt emotional for a moment, knowing that he just couldn't bear to part with it."
Yesi nodded clearly.
His thin eyes were heavy and he said: "I was chatting with Xiao Ran and the others just now, and I heard that Master Hao's daughter-in-law passed away in childbirth a while ago."
"His son is guarding the border at the border and has been away for six or seven months. Master Hao is taking care of the three-month-old child by himself. I heard it is very hard and his waist is sprained like that."
"Xiao Ran also said that let's give him some money together as a token of appreciation."
After saying that, the young man pinched her fingertips and said, "You decide how much I will give you."
Gu Nuoer frowned: "Just give me money. With Master Hao's personality, I won't accept it."
She thought for a while: "Brother Siming will accompany me tomorrow. Let's visit his home and then decide how to help him, okay?"
Ye Siming chuckled lightly, his brows on his temples stained with pampering joy.
"When did I say no to you asking me out?"
He came closer and deliberately shouted in a low voice: "Really, baby?"
Gu Nuoer's cheeks suddenly blushed, and her dark eyes were full of tenderness.
She reached out and pinched his waist intentionally, but she didn't use any force.
Ye Siming put his chin on her shoulder: "Touch her two more times."
Gu Nuoer kicked her feet in shame: "Who touched it!"
Ye Siming chuckled softly, his thin eyes filled with joy.
He tilted his head and said, "Keep your voice down. What will the coachman do if he hears you?"
Gu Nuo'er opened her watery eyes and snorted: "When you hear that, I will tell you that you bullied me!"
Ye Siming raised his eyebrows, his eyes were deep, as if there was a strange fire.
to him.
Real bullying should come from an instinct.
As for what this instinct is, Ye Siming has not yet explored it in depth.