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Chapter 135 Chapter 130 Fifth : Don't Think About Making Progress

Why is the gentleman in Wangshu Pavilion?

Obviously, they named Fang Shi'an and Fang Shutang and left together before school was over. Didn't they want to test the two of them?Why did you bring them to Wangshu Pavilion?
Uh, Mr. took the students to visit Wangshu Pavilion together. Although the students were not them, Ma Yulin and the others couldn't help but feel lucky.

Maybe I can escape today?
When they followed the gentleman upstairs, everyone secretly picked on Fang Congyun, why did the gentleman come to visit Shuge?Why did you bring Fang Shian and the two without you?

Fang Congyun looked helpless, if he knew, would he come with you?
Xu Dajun was scolded by Fang Zian, and he murmured in his heart: He knows that Mr. is there, but remind you, you heroes must not listen!Who is to blame.

All the way into a wing room on the second floor, the teenagers didn't care to see who was in the room, and they didn't follow Fang Shi'an and the two so thick-skinned, but stood obediently on the side of the door. A row, eye nose nose nose heart heart.

"Brother Mingde, why did you bring a group of students here?" The middle-aged man dressed as a scribe sitting cross-legged on the left side leaning on a table asked in surprise.

The person next to him couldn't help joking: "It's because I'm afraid that two of them won't be usable, so if I think about bringing more, there will always be two that can be used?"

The tone was not friendly, Xu Dajun quickly raised his head to take a look, there were three other people sitting in the room besides the gentleman, all of them were dressed as scribes, and they were about the same age as the gentleman.

Mr. is sitting with the same person, and the two sitting opposite are sitting together. There are two students standing behind each of them. It can be said that there is a clear distinction.

Facing the other party's teasing, Mr. Fang's face remained unchanged, and he said indifferently: "There are too many stubborn students, who don't want to make progress, and bring a lot of insight. Looking up at Mr. Huang's literary talent, I think Mr. Huang won't mind?"

The "stubborn and unprogressive" teenagers were curious about what they were doing, but none of them dared to look up and look up. Instead, they were terrified because of Mr. Fang's words. It's alright, the punishment for copying books cannot be escaped. .

Mr. Huang smiled complacently, and didn't say anything more about this matter, but said: "Everyone is here, then let's start."

As he spoke, he clapped his palms together, and a faint figure in the inner room through the veil raised his hand, and immediately the soft and pleasant sound of the piano sounded in the wing room.

When Xu Dajun heard the sound of the piano, he felt drowsy, heck, he didn't sleep well last night, what should he do if he wants to sleep?
But the gentlemen don't do anything else. They brought the students to fight the essays. Well, I can't hold on anymore.

This Douwen didn't go to Boya Zhai, but came to visit Shuge, which is really elegant and romantic.

Xu Dajun was thinking in a daze, and suddenly he heard that Mr. Huang changed his subject: "Brother Mingde, why don't you let the students from your side participate?"

Immediately, Doze ran away completely, don't call my name, don't call my name.

"Wenhe, come and try." Mr. Fang said.

Fang Wenhe standing on the side stood up, Xu Dajun heaved a sigh of relief.

Fang Wenhe's knowledge is quite solid, and he didn't lose face to his husband by standing up.

Unconvinced, Mr. Huang glanced at all the teenagers one by one, picked out one at random, and asked him to answer.

The lucky son, Dong Shuangqi, had a bitter face and kept looking at his husband, but his gaze didn't look at him at all, and he didn't make a sound to stop him.

Dong Shuangqi was dumb for a long time, but he was still dumb when he handed over his hands, "Yeah"

Mr. Huang and another Mr. Du and their students couldn't stop smiling.

"Brother Mingde, you student really doesn't want to make progress!"

Hey, what a shame.

Even if Fang Congyun got back [-]% in the end, there were still Fang Zian, Fang Yuxing and Xu Dajun who were holding back. In short, it was half and half, and it was still a shame for the husband.

A group of teenagers shrank their necks and followed the gentleman out of Wangshu Pavilion, walking all the way to the east of the city.

At this moment, it was already the beginning of the lights, it was getting late, and it was time to go home, but the teenagers didn't dare to mention going home at all.

Mr. Fang swept his students away, and said in a warm tone, "Are you hungry? Let's go, sir, I will treat you to mutton soup today."

While talking, there is a time-honored shop on the right, the Mutton Soup Shop in Niujia Lane.

A group of people rushed in, making the small shop that was not very big instantly crowded. There were only six or seven tables in the shop, and the crowded ones were all seated.

Soon, a bowl of mutton soup and a mutton pie were in hand.

The mutton soup with a few scallions floating in it is clear, hot, and fragrant, making people salivate when they smell it, but when everyone drinks it, they don't know how to eat it.

After finally getting through the meal, Mr. Fang got up, and everyone hurriedly got up too.

After leaving the mutton shop, Mr. Fang turned his head and swept the quails, and said calmly: "Copy the Analects once, and give it to me tomorrow morning."

After all, Mr. Fang walked away, and Fang Congyun naturally hurried to follow.

After leaving behind a group of teenagers, they finally relaxed as if they were liberated, and took away the knife hanging from their heads.

"Only once? Sir, you are very kind today! I have never had to copy only once!"

"Come on, it will be handed in tomorrow morning, don't want to sleep tonight!"

"What? Sir, did you say that it will be handed in tomorrow morning? Oops, I just copied it once because I was so excited!"

"I can't finish copying even if I don't sleep all night!"

Xu Dajun thought about how many words there are in the Analects of Confucius, and his whole body is not good, and he has to stay up late again, his liver!

How wronged he is today, isn't it good for him to memorize essays at home?
But the culprit was still making bad proposals, "Anyway, the fines are all fined, why don't we go back to Shu Ge and listen to the song?"

At the end of the sentence, except for Dong Shuangqi who was eager to try, everyone else walked away.

"Hey! Don't go!"

Too bad no one paid him any attention.

Fang Zian turned his head and saw Xu Dajun and Fang Yuxing were still there, he grinned immediately, and the two brothers climbed up, "Let's go, let's go!"

"Fuck you bastard! I stood still to tell you, copy half of it for me!" Xu Dajun rolled his eyes.

"Why do you always say words you haven't heard before?" Fang Zian clicked his tongue twice, "Can I copy for you? If the handwriting is different and my husband finds out, do I have to think about it?"

Xu Dajun glared at Dong Shuangqi, "How do you get away with it every time?"

Dong Shuangqi touched his nose and chin unnaturally, "Cough! Secret."

"Secret?" Xu Dajun's eyes were not friendly, and he gave Fang Yuxing a wink. The two climbed to the left and right, and pressed Dong Shuangqi against the wall, "Say it or not!"

Dong Shuangqi hurriedly begged for mercy, "Say it! I'll say it!"

"Then what, all my homework is the same as a penalty copy. It was written for me by the sweeper around me."

Hearing this, Xu Dajun immediately gave him a look of "you are amazing", and immediately let go.

"Does your father know about this?"

Dong Shuangqi frowned instantly, "If my father knows, am I still here? You are a good brother, you have to keep this secret for me, otherwise, hehe, I will come to you even if I am a ghost."

"Tsk." Xu Dajun touched his arm, "I don't want to end up with you."

"That's enough, let's go back to our homes and copy our books. See you tomorrow."

(End of this chapter)