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The official class started half an hour later, and Lin Qingchen chose the front row seat.

Zhao Yang couldn't help complaining, "How can I doze off if you sit here?"

Lin Qingchen smiled and said, "You are my book boy anyway. You can sleep when you want. You don't have to worry about other people."

"Really?"

Zhao Yang didn't really want to sleep, he just thought of Lin Qingchen's physique as a top student and deliberately teased him.

The classroom is large, but there are not many students sitting there.

Because they had to be divided into classes according to their grades, Lin Qingchen was finally assigned to the top class.

Most of them are students who really want to study, and their families are very rich, so they all have extraordinary bearings.

After admiring it for a while, Zhao Yang found that there was no student more beautiful than Lin Qingchen, so she looked away.

When she was in modern times, she liked to look at handsome guys occasionally, so she kept her eyes very clever.

Fortunately, Lin Qingchen's appearance is still in line with her aesthetic taste.

Sensing the smile on his young wife's lips, Lin Qingchen looked at her and said, "Why, what did you think of?"

"It's nothing."

Zhao Yang wouldn't tell Lin Qingchen, otherwise his tail would be raised to the sky.

Class started soon, and the lectures were all about the same thing. Zhao Yang thought that she would not fall asleep, but she didn't expect that after several days of exhaustion, she actually fell asleep.

Watching his little wife's head move little by little, Lin Qingchen thoughtfully put the book on her back.

The gentleman above felt a little unhappy when he saw this scene. What is the relationship? How could he dare to sleep with a book boy?

The bookboys in big houses must be knowledgeable.

It is also an honor for them to be able to enter the academy with the young master.

There have long been scholars who passed the imperial examinations, and the families of the scholars were proud of them and publicized them everywhere.

Therefore, he became the scholar who accompanied the young master into the academy, and he also had high hopes.

"Mr. Lin, why is your book boy sleeping?"

Lin Qingchen responded, "I'm sleepy."

"Do you think he should get up and wake up?"

"I don't think that Sir is teaching and educating people. It is these gentlemen who are being taught. There is no need to take care of the bookboys. If the bookboys want to learn, they should strive for it. If they don't want to learn, wouldn't it be a waste for Sir to allocate the time that should be used to educate the gentlemen to the bookboys? Sir, do you have your precious time? I wonder if you, sir, have ever heard the saying, time is money, you are wasting our money like this."

This sentence may not be so appropriate if it is placed in other places, but compared with this academy, where every inch of land is precious, time is not money.

In addition, there are already rich people here, and they are all unruly, and I suddenly feel that what Lin Qingchen said makes sense.

Someone has already said impatiently, "Sir, don't waste your time. A book boy is not worth your asking questions unless the book boy also pays the same amount of money."

The bookboys can't afford that much money. It's already very difficult for them to attend classes here. Who would waste this time sleeping?

At this time, Zhao Yang was already playing chess with Duke Zhou in his dream, completely unaware of what was happening outside.

The gentleman above was so angry that Lin Qingchen continued to flip through the book without changing his expression.

"Sir, you reached page No. 20."

When get out of class was over, the teacher left immediately in anger.

Lin Qingchen woke up Zhao Yang and asked, "Want to have breakfast?"

"Okay."

Zhao Yang had no idea what happened. Even after waking up, he felt that everyone looked at him strangely.

These glances did not come from those young men, but from the book boys who were dressed the same as him.

What's wrong? Is there something written on her face?

"Qingchen, is there ink on my face?"

"No."

"Then why do I feel like someone is watching me all the time?"

Lin Qingchen smiled and said, "They must be envious of your handsome young master."

"..."

You really know how to put gold on your face.

Zhao Yang did not dampen Lin Qingchen's optimism and followed him to the dining hall.

The cafeteria of this academy was really big, and Zhao Yang couldn't take his eyes off it.

"No wonder you paid so much. This breakfast can be considered a buffet, but it looks a bit boring."

It was popular in ancient times to eat two meals, but Zhao Yang is still not very used to it.

Breakfast is important, so replenishing energy is even more important.

Although these people are all scholars, using their brains is also very taxing on the body. Eating more is definitely not bad for the body.

Zhao Yang happily followed Lin Qingchen to get the tray, but was stopped by someone.

"Mr. Lin, are you a book boy who is too unruly? How can you eat with students?"

"Why not?"

There is no rule in the academy not to eat together, but these gentlemen think highly of themselves and are not willing to eat with their fellow students.

So students have always eaten with students, and book boys have eaten with book boys.

When Lin Qingchen wanted to break this rule, some people began to object.

Zhao Yang took back his hand, "How about I go over there to eat?"

Lin Qingchen stopped him, "No, there is no rule against eating together, so you stay."

"it is good."

Since Lin Qingchen thinks it's okay, she thinks it's okay too.

When it comes to eating, there are still three levels, and Zhao Yang is not used to it.

"Mr. Lin, aren't you going a little too far?"

"How excessive?"

"Breaking the rules is going too far."

The student didn't give in at all, thinking that Zhao Yang would retreat in spite of the difficulty, but in the end, Zhao Yang chose what he liked to eat and went to occupy a seat first.

It's like I've been here countless times, so I don't need to be polite to others.

"Qingchen, come here quickly."

The title is also wrong.

Lin Qingchen smiled and nodded, then walked over to Zhao Yang after finishing his meal.

"This fish tastes really good. Can I eat here often in the future?"

"of course can."

"That's right. Otherwise, I can also pay a share of the money to come and study."

"Mr. Lin, this book boy of yours is really good at telling lies. Does he know how much it costs to get here?"

Lin Qingchen nodded, "The money I paid to enter the academy was given to me by Ayang."

……

The person opposite was dumbfounded. Wouldn’t it be embarrassing to say such things to others?

But Lin Qingchen always doesn't play according to normal people's routines. He doesn't care about anything, so naturally he doesn't feel embarrassed.

Sometimes they really feel that Lin Qingchen is a weirdo.

An unexpected weirdo.

He is excellent at studying and diligent in memorizing, but deep down he is different from others.

He doesn't look like a rich man, but he behaves very well. He definitely shouldn't come from a poor background.

What he says is often shocking.

"you……"

"how?"

"What is your relationship?"

"It has nothing to do with you."

Zhao Yang and Lin Qingchen spoke at the same time, with a tacit understanding.

The person who was refuted was stunned in place. He felt that today's meal was not necessary.

He'd better leave first.