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For joy, the coldness on the neck disappeared, and the swordsman Wushuang flashed behind Yan Ge.

Feng Yi stood next to Qiu Kaiyu, facing swordsman Wushuang, he did not hide the deep fear in his eyes.Swordsman Wushuang's indifferent expression has only been seen on one type of person, and that is the dead.They have no life, no ego, live for one purpose and are ready to give their life.

What made him feel even more frightening was not the swordsman Wushuang's death-like eyes, but that he had concealed it so well before.If he didn't show it himself, he didn't even think about it at all.Who would connect the number one swordsman in the world, the holy son of the Ice and Snow Holy Gate, with a dead man?This is a dead man with his own self.

Such a dead man is undoubtedly more terrifying, because he has self, so he has pursuit and obsession.And this kind of obsession is the easiest to backfire.

Swordsman Wushuang didn't care about his gaze, his gaze only passed over Feng Yi for a moment, and then fell on Yan Ge.Yan Ge's bite marks remained on his neck covered by the collar.

"Feng Yi, go out and guard." Yan Ge laughed, interrupting the attention of Feng and the swordsman Wushuang.

Feng glanced at Swordsman Wushuang, "Yes." He disappeared as soon as he finished speaking.

Yan Ge looked at him for pleasure, "Sit down."

"It's too biased." I asked for joy, and sat down opposite Yan Ge unceremoniously.As soon as he finished speaking, he felt chills on his neck, and he quietly glanced at Swordsman Wushuang, only to find that he didn't even look at him.What just happened was his illusion?

No, he would never believe it!The current swordsman boss is more dangerous than before!I want to cry without tears for joy.

"It's eccentric." Yan Ge smiled and looked at it for pleasure, "Who doesn't eccentric?" If he had nothing to do with Feng Yi before, would he feel eccentric?

Seeking happiness, with the intuition of a storyteller and a writer for many years, the meaning in Yan Ge's eyes, seems to be the same? "This, isn't it that he hasn't slept all day and night?"

"Why don't you let him rest?" Yan Ge poured himself a cup of tea and asked.

"I—" I became more and more guilty.As if, indeed, it was his problem?Why didn't he let Feng Yi rest?Beg for joy and make yourself dizzy.

Singer Yan reached behind her back, pinched Swordsman Wushuang's palm, and vented her anger for you.

Swordsman Wushuang's eyes softened for a moment, he clenched Yan Ge's hand behind his back, and drew a heart on his palm.He vaguely remembered that a long time ago, someone told him that love means love.

[How unreasonable!She actually showed her affection publicly! 】

[Poor looking for a happy, miserable world hahahahaha]

【Ah - good at playing】

Yan Ge drew two hearts on the back of Swordsman Wushou, and added an arrow to connect the two hearts.

What's the meaning?Swordsman Wushuang fell into confusion.One heart is love, two hearts are also love?What is that arrow?

Before Swordsman Wushuang could figure it out, Yan Ge withdrew his hand and took a sip from the cup filled with tea, "The story about Zhou's ugly nephew is that you are behind the scenes?"

"Ah? Ah." Qiu Yueyue said absent-mindedly as his mind was still spinning slowly, "I guess you did this on purpose to make trouble, so you secretly helped."

Suddenly, he patted the table, "Feng Yi doesn't rest just to contact my storytelling friends! It's all for you!"

【Killing me. 】

【Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha he just realized now. 】

Yan Ge glanced at the table.

I was surprised for joy, and before anyone could speak, I had already reflected in my heart on my own.Even if this is the case, there is no need to use people as mules. This seems to be his fault?And what if he guessed wrong?Shouldn't you act rashly?

"Good job, continue." Yan Ge uttered again, calling back the joy that had fallen into his own thoughts.

"Are you still going to make trouble? How much is it going to be?" As he said that, he became excited for the sake of pleasure. It is his nature to make trouble, otherwise he would not have chosen such a profession.

"It's well known in Beijing." Yan Ge hooked his lips, "This is just the beginning."

"Okay!" Qiu Kai's eyes lit up, "I'll do it myself." He's not low now, he's already 40, and he can make people who hear his storytelling can't help but recall, believe, and even spread the word. .Whatever I say, whether true or false, will be believed and spoken.

"Let people take a good rest first."

"Oh? Oh." He called out happily, "Feng Yi, let's go! Go back to sleep!" His tone jumped as if he was not going back to sleep, but went to a brothel.

[Do something, do something. 】

【expect】

【Expectation 1】

Yan Ge looked at Swordsman Wushuang, eyebrows and eyes curved, "Let's sleep too."

"Ah."

"Warm the bed."

"Yeah." The swordsman walked across the double bed, his walking posture was a bit strange.

Yan Ge chuckled, fell on the bed with his arms around him, pulled off the quilt, "Together to warm up?"

"Ah."

……

In the early morning, when Song Nangui stepped into the private school, he took a glance and successfully saw Yan Ge in the corner.Well, here it is today.

Yan Ge met Song Nangui's gaze and showed a big smile.

Song Nangui looked back, although he was not prejudiced, but everyone has a love for beauty, he really couldn't say that that face was not ugly.

He walked up to the stage, put the books on the table, looked at the pile of small puddings and the only big pudding under the stage, and said slowly, "Today, we will review the Three Character Classic."

The private schools in the Zhou Mansion range from elementary classes to intermediate classes to advanced classes. He has stayed in Zhou Mansion for five years, so both elementary classes and advanced classes are handled by him. The doorway of the imperial examination.Today he just came here after assigning homework in the advanced class.

Because there was one more big pudding, he planned to re-tell the previous lesson, and it would also serve as a review for other small puddings.

Yan Geduan was sitting right at the end, calling out his panel.

Name: NPC Tan Hua

Occupation: Actor

Rating: 3

Occupation: scholar (scholar)

Level: 0 (1/100)

Yan Ge propped his head up to watch the points of his scholar level slowly increase with the change of listening time.He turned his head to Song Nangui again. He has researched that there are two ways to upgrade the career of a scholar. One is to spend time listening to lectures and get up little by little. The second is to spend money to bribe the teacher to sign the certificate. Immediately rushed to the level of the exam.

This is how scholars were upgraded before the imperial examinations. When the time came or the money came, they could basically pass.After that is when the player officially starts playing.

The early stage is really, pitifully weak.However, scholars have the protection of the government and some privileges, even if they are pitifully weak in the early stage, they can still make troubles.

These two methods, take your time, he doesn't have time.As for giving money?Also too slow.And just kidding, he didn't really come to be a good courtier of the emperor.

In fact, the money was only given to bribe the master and get the master to sign.The most important thing in this procedure is the signature. If someone can sign willingly, then it doesn't matter if you don't pay, right?

While thinking, Yan Ge drew on the paper with a pen.

During Song Nangui's lectures, he looked over from time to time, and he could always see him buried in his pen.He is a lover of learning, Master Song nodded, and his anger at Yan Ge's visit to Youfang Building yesterday slightly weakened.After all, he is a young man, so it is inevitable...

"get out of class off!"

Um?Yan Ge retracted his thoughts, and saw Song Nangui walking towards him.

He calmly took the book from the side, opened it, and covered the scribbles just now.Song Nangui saw the dense annotations on the book, and his eyes were more satisfied.But he didn't say it out, he smiled at Yan Ge, bypassed Yan Ge and left through the back door.

【I think Master Song may have misunderstood something】

【I feel so too】

[These words are all written by us watching Tan Hua, but not in class]

[It was on the carriage entering Beijing, Tan Huada really planned it long ago. 】

[This reminds me of some school masters who work hard in private. 】

He was the only one left in the classroom, Yan Ge moved the book away, revealing the swordsman Wushuang in black with a dagger in his hand and indifferent eyes painted on it.It's just that there was a hint of despair in the indifferent eyes.

【I was eaten dog food again】

[Woooooo, can I buy this painting? 】

【It's you stupid fan again, let's take a break】

Yan Ge looked at the swordsman Wushuang on the painting and smiled. He folded the drawing paper repeatedly, and finally folded it into a square the size of an apple, and tore it open from the middle with a "stab".

【! 】

He only tore it once, and the scraps of paper in his hands disappeared.

[Just now, my heart hurts to death.Fortunately, the swordsman rescued the painting. 】

In the next second, tiny snowflakes were flying in the air. Looking carefully, it was clearly smaller pieces of paper.These "snowflakes" fell to the ground and mixed with the dust.

The smile on Yan Ge's lips grew wider, but a sigh sounded in his heart: Silly Wushuang.If he was willing, he wouldn't have grabbed the confetti in his hand just now.Since he is reluctant to give up, why bother to destroy it himself?

The longing that had always arisen since Wushuang became his dark guard rose again in his heart, he wanted to be side by side with swordsman Wushuang, and wanted to hug him when he could.Soon……

The next day, the serious student Mr. Song thought he didn't come to class.

Neither came on the third day.

The fourth day still did not come.

……

On the tenth day, Song Nangui finally learned from Lin Huaiyu that he had gone to Zangshu Pavilion.After class that day, he came to Cangshu Pavilion, and sure enough, he saw Yan Ge who was sitting by the window watching seriously.

Song Nangui walked up to him and coughed.No one answered.

"Zhou Rong." He called out before someone looked up.

"Master Song." Yan Ge called out, "Why are you here?"

Why am I here?I... Song Nangui took a deep breath, "You don't go to class, what are you doing here?"

"I know what you teach." Yan Ge said with a simple and honest face.

Will!Song Nangui suppressed his temper and repeatedly emphasized in his heart that this is just a toddler who has just entered school! "The first class I teach is Enlightenment, and then I will teach the Four Books and Five Classics and imperial examinations."

"I have asked other students about the content of the class, and I know it all."

"What are you going to do there now?"

"Participate in the imperial examination."

"Very good. Which classmate?!"

"Lin Huaiyu."

"it is good!"

Song Nangui left aggressively.

Yan Ge closed the book he had just read, and on the cover it said "Imperial Examination Examination".If Song Nangui was here, he would know that this was a collection of excellent examination papers compiled by the prime minister last year, and he would know that Yan Ge is really good at it, rather than being tricked into not going to school.

It's a pity he left, Yan Ge smiled.

He did ask Lin Huaiyu what he had learned, and Lin Huaiyu did answer some of the most basic books out of malicious intent, which should not be washed.

Really looking forward to what's next, Yan Ge stretched himself.

[Tan Hua, you are too bad! 】

【I like it so much】

[Tan Hua Da Da, can you restore the original appearance, I will like it more. 】

[In front, the real purpose has been exposed]

【Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha】

Xiao Xu finally came out of the confinement room with a dazed expression, as if he had suffered a huge blow.He has long known that reaching level 100 can take a person or something out of the game world.But he only thought it was a benefit of the game world.But—is this world the real world?How can it be!If no one can reach level 100, all of them can't get out?How is it possible, is the game company crazy?

He was offline a few days ago.Thinking of this, Xiao Xu immediately thought in his heart, log off, there is no response.Bring up the system panel, click exit, still no response.

He slumped on the table holding the fan in his hand, really unable to get out.

[Dog anchor, you finally came out of the little black house!Tan Hua took the pseudonym Zhou Rong, wanted to become a treacherous minister beside the emperor, and conspired with Lan Xiaoyu, the owner of Fenglou, to rebel! 】

[Dog anchor, dog anchor, do you want to join us? 】

[What are you talking about?The anchor is going to be the prime minister, this dynasty has been overthrown, and he has been promoted to a fart. 】

[Then we go to inform?Will the emperor believe it? 】

【Tan Hua is almost driving me crazy from laughing these few days, ugly nephew of the Zhou family hahahaha】

"I can't log out anymore." Xiao Xu said seriously to the light screen, ignoring the barrage for the time being.

[Dog anchor, what did you say? 】

【Your voice is too low! 】

Xiao Xu didn't speak anymore, he already had the answer in his heart: it's useless.

His eyes slid across the barrage off the screen, Lan Xiaoyu, Tan Hua, and Swordsman Wushuang want to rebel?To upgrade to level 100, level 100 can take a person or something in the game world away.Bingyao...

He strode out the door, and someone greeted him, "Master——"

"Prepare the horse."

"To the palace?"

"Go to the Prime Minister's Mansion."

"Someone came from the palace just now, saying that His Majesty, Master Xuan, you are coming to the palace."

Xiao Xu took a deep breath, "Let's go to the palace first." See if he can find an opportunity to avoid future troubles.Tan Hua's series of actions definitely have deep meaning, stop him!