[Online Game] The Art of Headmaster

After finishing the song, Yan Linlang stroked the bamboo flute in her hand and sighed softly, "It's so good, it's as buoyant as a river."

Everyone trembled, Head Song scratched his ears and cheeks as if he was about to shake off all the old goosebumps.

The scholar wore a Confucian scarf on his head and a blue robe that was washed and turned white, but his eyebrows were straight, and there was a ball of righteousness between his brows. "The young master is really my bosom friend."

Yan Linlang's eyes were bright and she seemed to be in a very good mood. "Excellent reputation, Your Excellency's piano skills are beyond compare."

The young man grinned, "No and no. There is a saying in "The Book of Music" that virtue comes first, skill comes next, deeds come first, and things come later. Those who know the sound but don't know it are like animals. They know the sound but don't know it. Those who are happy are the common people. Only a gentleman can know happiness. A prince is a gentleman.”

The two looked at each other and smiled.Head Song rubbed his arms listlessly and looked like he was about to vomit. Gu Zhaoci glanced at him and handed him a pocket paper bag.Song Wenshen took it apart and saw that it turned out to be a few plum candies with cute shapes. He looked up at Gu Mei, and felt that the other party's soft girl attributes could not be changed.

"Husbands and people have the nature of blood and heart, and there is no constant sorrow, joy, anger. They should be moved by things, and then their minds will be formed." The scholar glanced at the head of Song in the corner, "Is this young master feeling unwell?"

Song Wen held his stomach deeply, "It may be fetal movement."

The scholar frowned, "It's against the law for a man to be pregnant, may you recommend me a famous doctor from the Wulin League?"

When Master Song heard this, the NPC was still in high spirits, and he waved his hands again and again, "Don't dare to bother you."

Yan Linlang rolled her eyes at the other party, because you have too many things to do, she cupped her hands and said to the NPC, "My family's head is hysterical, Mr. Fang, don't take it to heart."

The scholar looked at Song Wenshen with more meaning in his gaze, and handed him a white porcelain medicine bottle.

[Fang Yiyou's medicine.Players are invited to try the medicinal effect boldly:)]

There's even an expression!Song Wen looked at the system description in horror, "I feel an evil force." Everyone looked confused, "Ah, it's official malice!" pit!

"Wait, Your Excellency is Fang Yiyou, the son of the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Song Wenshen shook his head, remembering Fang Tianzheng's suggestion, "I have a set of exercises, and I would like to ask you to teach me."

Fang Yiyou stepped back three steps as if facing a big enemy, "It's impossible."

Song Wenshen took a step forward, "My lord, don't be modest." As he said that, he untied his belt with great interest, and the atmosphere suddenly became a little weird.

Yan Linlang was taken aback by him, "Old Song, what are you doing!"

"Trying the sword." Song Wenshen was puzzled, looking around without exception, with a perverted expression.

"The head." Shutu scratched his nose in embarrassment, "It feels weird to take off your pants in a fight." He hesitated to speak, especially the look of that person eager to try and can't wait, which was really annoying.

Head Song became more and more puzzled, "Where do you put the soft sword on your waist?"

Everyone suddenly realized that they secretly spurned the filth and at the same time couldn't help but slander, why is your expression so misleading?

Fang Yiyou backed into the corner after the two advanced and retreated for a long time. Song Wenshen said loudly, "Mr. Fang, please advise." Fang Yiyou fell into Mingjian Lake upside down.

The audience was silent, and even Song Wenshen was stunned for a few seconds, staring blankly at the soft sword in his hand.When did he get so good at aiming?

In the end, Gu Mei couldn't stand it anymore and said, "I fell by myself."

A pair of well-maintained hands appeared on the shore, and it turned out that Fang Yiyou climbed up again by himself. The NPC hugged his legs pitifully and murmured pitifully, "A chivalrous man commits a crime with martial arts, a chivalrous man commits a crime with martial arts."

"Is he really the son of the leader of the martial arts alliance?" Song Wenshen was incredulous, and Yan Linlang took out a fan to play with, "There are rumors in the world that Fang Tianzheng, the leader of the martial arts alliance, named his son Yiyou, so that a gentleman can make friends with literature and help others with friendship. Unexpectedly The word became a prophecy, but Fang Yiyou has no interest in family martial arts, and spends all day studying behind closed doors, muttering to himself."

"Will there be a hidden mission?" Headmaster Song looked suspicious.

"for example?"

"The green hat secret of the martial arts leader?"

Yan Linlang's expression froze, and he looked out of the pavilion warily. The guards of the [-]th-level NPC Wulin League passing by looked at them coldly.Head Song instantly recalled the pain of being pierced by the trident.

He clutched his chest and felt depressed, "I just said not to join the Wulin League."

"Master Fang."

The scholar immediately stared at him with vigilant eyes like a small animal.

"Let's compete?" Seeing that the NPC was about to jump into the lake again, Song Wenshen hurriedly said, "Wen Dou."

Fang Yiyou seemed relieved and nodded again and again.

Song Wenshen scratched his hair, "The next set of swordsmanship is called Liuyun Swordsmanship. Then I will use the Heavenly Sect Shukuang first." After finishing speaking, everyone's eyes fell on Fang Yiyou.

The scholar tremblingly stretched out his hands and clasped them together in front of his chest, shaking twice as if acting cutely, "Amitabha?"

Song Wenshen looked at him helplessly, and thought that Fang Tianzheng, that old fox, was playing with me, his son didn't look like a martial arts master no matter what.It's not Wang Yuyan, could it be the fairy brother?

"The next move is Liuyun Borrowing the Moon."

Fang Yiyou glanced at him as if he was a little confused, "Run away."

Faced with such cowardice, the thick-skinned leader Song also found it difficult to resist, "Then I will make another move to Yu Zhifeng."

At this time, Fang Yiyou suddenly let out a sigh, thought for a moment, slapped his hands twice and laughed loudly, "Interesting, interesting."

Song Wenshen put his sword back into its sheath, "Why did Mr. Fang say that?" "

"Song Master's swordsmanship happens to be a poem. I am Qingdu Shanshuilang. Tianjiao pays and Shukuang. I once granted rain and wind coupons, and borrowed moon chapters when I was tired. Thousands of poems and thousands of cups of wine. How many times I once set my eyes on King Hou. The golden tower of Yulou returned lazily, and drunk Luoyang with plum blossoms." Following Fang Yiyou's voice, the names of unlearned sword moves gradually appeared after Liuyun swordsmanship on Song Wenshen's skill panel.They are Ten Thousand Poems, Thousand Cups of Wine, Ji Zeng Zhuan Yan, Returning from the Jade Tower, Drunken Mei Luoyang, and the name of the sword moves are all marked with not yet learned.

"Interesting." Song Wenshen muttered while looking at his skill panel, "Are there any other sword skills in the game that use poems to name their moves?"

"Yes." In terms of the depth of pretense, no one can compare to Yan Linlang, Xiao Yan said calmly, "The Suyue martial arts of the Fuqu School, there is a high-level faction named after the Moonlight Night in the Spring River." Everyone immediately thought of Xu Manyun in Jingze Township A move that astounds everyone, the moon shines on the flower forest.He sighed wryly, "It's a pity, this set of swordsmanship is so elegant, it's actually..."

"What?" Master Song held up the soft sword in his trousers waist, shaking his legs in a daze.

... the cow chews the peony, burns the piano and boils the crane.Everyone silently made up the second half of the sentence in their hearts.

Head Song looked at Fang Yiyou amiably, and held his hand tenderly, "Mr. Fang immediately understood what you said."

The other party dared not take it one after another, and looked at Yan Linlang as if asking for help. "Brother Yan, I still have something to say." He hurriedly shook off the salty pig's paw of Sect Leader Song, took out a white jade pendant and handed it to Xiao Yan. "A gentleman must wear jade, and this jade is for Brother Yan."

Yan Linlang took the jade pendant, clicked on the system introduction to look at the attributes, and almost missed the elegant personality.He narrowed his eyes, and a sharp smile formed on the corners of his mouth.The masses agreed that if it was the head of Song, the expression should be a thumping laugh.

"I smelled a stench of copper." Song Wenshen shook his head, "Look at Xiao Yan, it's like a mouse fell into a rice bowl."

Yan Linlang showed the attributes of the jade pendant to everyone, [mutton fat white jade pendant.Additional effect Fang Yiyou's approval, answering system rewards increased by 10%]

"What is the answering system?" Song Wenshen asked a stupid question, "Isn't it answering questions in the main city's imperial examination?" Yan Linlang was in such a good mood at the moment that he didn't come to complain about him. Answer the question."

"School to answer questions?" Headmaster Song inadvertently shattered Xiaoyan's dream of making money again, "Xiaoyan, is our school level enough to start answering questions?"

Yan Linlang turned her head slowly, stared at the other party for a minute, and whispered a word. "This school will end sooner or later."

"What are you doing, traitor!" Headmaster Song immediately raised his voice, "Master killing!"

Yan Linlang's landscape folding fan rested on Song Wenshen's neck, "Are you going to be promoted or not."

"I'm promoted, I'm promoted." Headmaster Song said with a playful smile, "I can give you monkeys."

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