[Comprehensive] Those years when I memorized the Analects of Confucius

Mo Rong hates all compulsory extracurricular activities.

However, the reason why extracurricular activities are "mandatory" is precisely because they are closely related to the final grades and credits. If he doesn't want to go home with a not-so-good grade in the final exam, then no matter how reluctant he is at the moment, he can only obediently Stay where he should be and complete his practice assessment.

Suppressing the resentment that filled his stomach, Mo Rong sighed helplessly, bowed his head in resignation, and continued to make voluntary registrations in the notebook in front of him, while lazily making routine inquiries to those who came to him:

"Name?"

"The sky is empty."

The voice sounded quite young, he thought casually, while writing "male" in the gender column, he continued to ask without raising his head, "Where are you from?"

"Flower and Fruit Mountain."

Mo Rong: ...

Although it is said that there is indeed a teacher from Huaguo Mountain in Fengshen Academy, in fact, this legendary teacher Sun has not shown his face for hundreds of years. Whether he exists or not is currently unknown. Schrödinger's great sage, as for Huaguo Mountain...

He had heard of those who floated from Penglai Island, and seen those who came down from Buzhou Mountain. He had never heard of anyone coming from Huaguo Mountain in these years.

And what kind of snake spirit disease is taking him out?

"Nonsense!" The right hand holding the pen paused slightly, Mo Rong frowned, raised his head unbearably, and waved his hand, indicating that he was busy and didn't bother him if he had nothing to do. He paused there: "Ah Yun?!" His eyes lit up slightly, and his anger turned into joy in an instant: "When did you come back? Why didn't you notify me?"

Having not seen his friend for two years, he already had a lot of things to say in his heart, but now is obviously not the time to chat - his eyes slightly turned, and fell on the foreigner next to his friend, the young man nodded slightly, and spoke fluent English, Binbin He said politely: "Are you Ayun's friend? Hello, I'm Mo Rong."

Kong Yun looked up at him.

It's hard to say what kind of look this is, but Mo Rong instinctively has a bad premonition.Sure enough, before the person involved could introduce himself, Kong Yun bent his lips, and threw out a cock as if nothing had happened: "His name is Draco." After a short pause, "He is the person I decided to spend my life with."

Mo Rong: ...

Maybe the Chinese language is too broad and profound?He calmly thought, there is nothing wrong with brothers who live and die together saying that they will spend their whole lives together...What the hell!

Mo Rong scratched his hair, the expression on his face was very frantic, he knew Kong Yun's temperament, even if it was a joke, he would not make such a joke casually, but precisely because he knew the other party's seriousness and caution, this would Only then did he get more headaches.

Draco on the other side was also a little surprised - he was ready to accept the word "friend", but he didn't think that Kong Yun was much more direct than he thought.

But it also suits him.

"Hi, I'm Draco Malfoy," he said with a happy introduction, "I'm Ayun's boyfriend... Nice to meet you."

I wish I had never seen you... Mo Rong had a bitter face, and her heart was very tragic.

He looked at Kong Yun, then at Draco, struggled for a long time, but finally couldn't hold back, and couldn't care less about being rude, so he pulled Kong Yun aside and asked him nervously: " You guys... Brother Yan know about this?"

Kong Yun blinked: "Ah? Didn't I tell you?"

Mo Rong: "...what?"

Facing Mo Rong's increasingly disturbed face, Kong Yun was very calm: "Draco and I sneaked back without telling the second brother." He added calmly: "The second brother should still be in England now."

Mo Rong: ……………

Very good, now he has encountered a very difficult choice: report Kong Yun, betraying the trust of his friends; hiding and not reporting, let Yan brother down.

He hesitated for a while in the dilemma, and then he heard that Kong Yun was fine and said: "Let's go shopping first, and when you finish your work later, shall we have dinner together?"

While his thoughts were chaotic, he subconsciously nodded, and when he came to his senses, Kong Yun who got the response had already waved to him as farewell, and the two of them also disappeared into the crowd side by side.

Forget it.

Let's wait for such a serious question to really happen before thinking about it.

Adhering to the self-deception principle of pretending not to know before it happened, Mo Rong only struggled for a while, and quickly put this trouble behind her.He sighed, and sat back in front of his desk and chair, picked up his pen and planned to continue working, but then again...

That foreigner...is he not registered?

A city that looks like Hogsmeade in the East.

On both sides of the street, there are all kinds of unnamed shops, and there are people passing by in the middle, and there are some simple and novel carts in twos and threes, like crystal clear red fruits that have been carefully strung together, and some with long It is a candy made of long bamboo sticks, which looks like a monkey and a person.

When his eyes rested on the little candy man—he didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that the little man-shaped candy also rolled its eyes and glanced at him lazily.

Seemingly noticing his strangeness, Kong Yun followed his gaze, and his eyes fell on the familiar sugar figure, he couldn't help but smile: "This is a sugar figure, um... it's actually like a chocolate frog, although it is made In different shapes, but the essence is still candy."

After thinking about it, he simply took Draco to the small cart.

As the two approached, a disc with a strange shape soon appeared in front of them. The disc was made of logs, and a long rod that could rotate was fixed in the center. The disc itself was evenly divided into two parts. There are several different plates, on which cats, dogs, birds and other animals are clearly painted with simple strokes.

Kong Yun didn't look at the turntable, he looked down at the completed sugar figurines for a while, and pointed to the one that Draco was staring at just now: "Boss, I want this."

Three minutes later, Draco and the sugar figure on the bamboo stick in his hand looked at each other in blank dismay.

I have to say that this sugar man looks even more strange when viewed closely: the face is a monkey face, but it has a human body and limbs, and two beard-like lines protrude from his head, just in line with his hand The slender stick he holds is at the same height.

When he put it in front of him now, Draco realized that his previous observation was not an illusion—because at the moment he just took the bamboo stick from Kong Yun, he saw the candy on the bamboo stick with his own eyes. The man glanced at him listlessly, then turned around in a lack of interest, and turned his back to him.

It can be said to be a very individual candy.

"This..." Draco was a little uncertain: "Is it for eating?"

"Generally speaking, it's for eating." His eyes fell on the little sugar figurine, and Kong Yun said with some nostalgia: "However, because it looks much more vivid than a doll, when we were young, we also I will buy one more for collection... that's right."

As if remembering something, Kong Yun stopped, turned around and walked towards the cart where the sugar figurines were. When he came back, he already had two more sugar figurines in his hands.

A small Q version of Kong Yun, and himself in the same size.

"This is for you—" Kong Yun looked down for a while, and quickly made a decision, handing "self" over.

The little guy was perfectly preserved in a separate glass box. The long hair made of chocolate looked slightly lighter in color than real people, the skin was made of toffee, and the clothes on his body were like a layer of light blue tulle. Exquisite workmanship made the appearance of elegant Hanfu.

Suddenly being stared at so directly, the little guy seemed a little shy, he half-lowered his head, put his hand on the bamboo stick, and secretly looked over from behind the bamboo stick that couldn't block any line of sight.

The hand holding the box tightened slightly, and Draco suddenly fully understood why someone would buy this kind of candy to treasure.

Holding three freshly baked sugar figurines in their arms, the two continued walking along the street, chatting casually, and finally stopped in front of a stationery store in the corner.

The reason why it is called a stationery store is because Draco clearly saw the stationery neatly placed in the store through the glass window, such as brushes, ink, etc. When they opened the door and came in, the shop behind the counter The young man was dragging his chin carelessly, listening absently to what the customer beside him was saying.

Not paying attention to other people's conversations, Kong Yun only raised his head, smiled at the young man in front of the counter, said hello, and went straight to the counter where the ink was placed.

Draco wandered around the shop bored for a while, and finally he was attracted by an exquisite writing brush with a gold border on a white background at the counter.

He picks up his pen—

"...I'm not bragging. Every piece of stationery in this store has a profound meaning. Have you seen the sign next to it? Every pen and every ink has its own name."

Indeed, although there are not many brushes displayed in the glass cabinet, there is a small sign next to each pen. The mark is not the price, but a string of Chinese words (?)

Shiwei, Guanju, Jianjia, Juaner, Tuzhi... Beside the pen in his hand at the moment, it is also marked in Chinese characters: "Jianjia."

"... Every pen and every ink has its own name. This name actually contains its deep meaning invisibly, corresponding to the attribute strength of the brush itself. Mr. Taibai's naming is not as it seems. It's that simple, such as..." It seemed that he couldn't find a convenient example, the male customer who was talking to the woman beside him paused, and when he turned his head to look, his eyes happened to pass from the pen in Draco's hand. Sweep over.

"For example, this Jian Jia—Jian Jia is taken from the "Book of Songs", which means pursuing what you love but not getting it."

Pursue what you love and not get it...

Draco was silent for a while, and decided to put the broken pen back immediately!

After explaining in detail to the female colleagues, the male customer smiled without losing his grace, and said modestly: "Of course, I have little knowledge, less than one ten thousandth of Mr. Taibai's. There are some omissions and misunderstandings. I hope you can enlighten me." .”

Behind the counter not far away, the young man raised his eyebrows when he heard the words: "What did you say?" He casually took out a wine gourd from under the counter, raised his head and took a sip, and said with a smile: "...the last time I I lost the bet with Dongpo, and he proposed to use the Book of Songs to name it. I was willing to accept the bet, so I changed these pens from 24 solar terms to be named from the Book of Songs. Is there any problem?"

customer:"……"