Traveling through books: Traveling through time with a golden finger to become a soft rice man

After waiting outside for a while, everyone saw that nothing happened and entered the dormitory one after another. They all wanted to go back to sleep in the middle of the night.

Yang Yuanzu was worried about aftershocks and planned to stay outside for a while. Suning came out with a quilt and gave it to Yang Yuanzu, then ran back... to sleep on the bed.

In the end, Yang Yuanzu was left alone outside wrapped in a quilt, and it started to rain.

Yang Yuanzu sneezed and reluctantly returned to his dormitory. The quilt on the bed was still warm.

Suning was not asleep. After seeing Yang Yuanzu come in, he wrapped himself in a quilt and sat up, preparing to keep vigil, in case something happened later and he could wake Yang Yuanzu up as soon as possible.

Yang Yuanzu has class tomorrow. He is just a book boy. He can secretly doze off in class, and his master will not care about him.

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In the early morning, Suning took out his handkerchief to clean the dust on the desk as usual, arranged the pens, inks, papers and inkstones, and placed the books neatly on the desk. Not only him, but other little book boys were also helping their master to do these things.

Yang Yuanzu and the martial arts candidates finished their morning exercise class and hurried to the dormitory. He couldn't stand the sweat after the exercise and had to go back and change clothes.

After changing his clothes, he hurried to the dining hall for breakfast. He was busy spinning around like a top all morning until he finally transferred to the school.

Just as Yang Yuanzu sat down in his seat to take a breath, the sound of bells came from the corridor.

A student assistant walked through the door swinging a bell and shouting: "It's time for class, it's time for class!"

The students who were chatting together in twos and threes returned to their seats to wait for the Master.

Yang Yuanzu heard that everyone was still discussing the Zhangjiang Temple in Yunshui Academy.

Zhang Jiangguan performed very well yesterday, so he was regarded as the number one opponent by the students of Shenghua Academy.

After Yang Yuanzu was out of breath, he poured himself a cup of tea. As soon as he finished taking a sip, Master Jian walked into the school.

Master Jian first summarized yesterday's Spring Banquet Competition, and praised the students who performed well, but did not mention the disciples who performed poorly, saving some face.

The final summary of the remarks is to work hard and avenge the shame next year.

After talking about the banquet, the earthquake last night was mentioned again. Master Jian asked everyone to be alert and pay attention to safety at all times.

Many students took the opportunity to ask whether yesterday's earthquake was the wrath of God.

Master Jian didn't know if it was because of the wrath of the sky, he only knew that class time had already started.

Mr. Jian stays in Fucheng all year round, and earthquakes occur frequently in Fucheng. They happen every few years, so he has long been accustomed to it.

Master Jian saw that everyone was still discussing, so he explained that there were frequent earthquakes in the city and asked everyone not to make a fuss, showing that he had never seen the world.

When the students saw Master Jian's attitude, they stopped spreading rumors. Anyone who spread rumors about the wrath of heaven would be despised and ignorant, and would lose the face of scholars.

The ancient Chinese proverbs in class sounded a bit boring, and Yang Yuanzu fell asleep.

On the desk were the candies he often ate. He picked up two of them, unwrapped one in white paper and ate it himself.

The other one is going to be fed to Suning, who likes to eat these sweet things the most.

Turning around, he saw Suning secretly lying on one side, sleeping under the cover of the desk. Upon seeing this, Yang Yuanzu put the candy back into the wooden box.

Suning stayed up all night yesterday and was catching up on her sleep.

When get out of class was over, some students discussed growing a beard again. Yang Yuanzu was so shocked when he heard that Feng Qingyang planned to grow a beard.

Feng Qingyang is such a handsome little guy. Although he is usually a bit bookish, this does not affect his appearance at all.

Yang Yuanzu thinks that growing a beard will make him look like an old man in his thirties or forties who has experienced vicissitudes of life. Isn't he afraid that his appearance will be affected and he won't be able to find a wife?

Yang Yuanzu asked curiously, "Is Brother Feng married?"

Feng Qingyang didn't know why, but still answered: "We're married."

Yes, it turns out that he already has a wife, that's all. Beards were the aesthetics of ancient people. Yang Yuanzu said no more and ran towards the toilet.

Their time after class was limited, and they had already wasted a lot of time just chatting a few words.

After Yang Yuanzu came back, he sat in his seat and thought about what to eat for lunch. This was no different from when he went to school before. After changing time and space, the campus life was still the same...

After class, Yang Yuanzu was called away by Mrs. Jian. He received a stack of test papers and returned to his dormitory in pain.

He is not afraid of writing papers, but even liberal arts paper writers can fail at writing.

After spending many days like this, he waited for the regular holiday. Feng Qingyang and his party asked him to go boating on the lake. Yang Yuanzu originally planned to find a gardener, but he couldn't refuse Feng Qingyang and the others, so he asked him to find a gardener. I pushed it to the afternoon and set off with Feng Qingyang and the others.

When he was going out, he happened to meet Luo Mingshi who came to him to buy snacks, so he took Luo Mingshi along with him.

On the way, they met several classmates and friends. They heard that they were going on a cruise and wanted to go with them. They couldn't refuse even if they wanted to.

Friends called friends, friends of friends called friends, and so on. Eventually, the small party turned into a big party. When they came to the lake, there were differences in the chartered boat.

There were so many of them that a small boat couldn't accommodate them, so they had to charter a larger boat, and Feng Qingyang and their original plan was to use a small boat.

But the cost of the big ship is too high, and no one is willing to take advantage of it.

Upon seeing this, Yang Yuanzu proposed the AA system, with the costs shared equally, which was the most fair.

But some people were not happy, saying that they did not come on their own initiative, but that someone invited them, and that person should pay. They argued endlessly for a while.

When they arrived, Yang Yuanzu asked about the prices of small and large ships.

The price of a small boat ranges from ten taels of silver to a large boat of five, six, seven or eighty taels. The more expensive the boat, the better the treatment. It also provides food, wine, music and dancing.

Yang Yuanzu originally thought that if the price of the cruise ship was not expensive, he would charter the boat, but when he found out that the price was so high, he flinched. No wonder no one was willing to pay this amount.

Yang Yuanzu had money, but his money was earned by his wife's hard work and could not be spent carelessly, so he silently and quietly stepped aside. Several pairs of eyes looked at him questioningly. Yang Yuanzu said frankly: "I have no money." !”

Several people who wanted to treat Yang Yuanzu were choked instantly, but they didn't expect that Yang Yuanzu was so direct and blocked him back before he could even say the provoking method.

Some people who were still politely pushing the envelope started to show off when they saw Yang Yuanzu being so direct, that is, they didn't have any money.

No one wants to be taken advantage of and end up unhappy.

Luo Mingshi followed Yang Yuanzu out for boating and felt lonely. Yang Yuanzu was embarrassed to let him go back directly, so he took him to Baihua Village.

Baihua Manor was the place where they held the last spring banquet.

This Zhuangzi is not open to the public, Luo Mingshi said: "When we are kicked out by others, you have to stand in front of me!"

Yang Yuanzu: "Haha, you are really my good friend..."

Yang Yuanzu gave the concierge a book and asked him to pass the book to the gardener.

The master of Zhuangzi liked all kinds of flowers, so the gardener had some status in the eyes of his servants. When the master was away, Zhuangzi had the final say.

Luo Mingshi didn't know that the preserved rose was in the book. When he saw the concierge taking the book in, he asked curiously: "Did you borrow their book at the Spring Banquet?"

The King of Juan is indeed the King of Juan, and he did not forget to study hard even at the Spring Banquet.

Yang Yuanzu didn't know what Luo Mingshi was thinking about, but he saw Luo Mingshi looking at him with admiration.

After a while, the concierge came out with the gardener. The gardener had a smile on his face. Yang Yuanzu knew that his flower harvesting plan was safe.

The gardener took a few people to Pavilion Pavilion. The last time he came here, it was very lively. This time when he came, it was quiet, quiet and interesting.

The three of them sat down around the desk, and Yang Yuanzu asked Suning to take out the flower handmade soap he had brought.

The plum blossom season has long passed, but a plum blossom is blooming vividly in the handmade soap.