The Hermit Project [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Sishi, who was sitting upright at the table, felt like a beating drum. Looking at the black clothes that were getting closer and closer, his hands and feet were numb, and he dared not move.

Pei Fengran, who walked up to him, glanced down at the homework on his desk that was a bit taller than others, then reached out to pick up a copy, and flipped through it casually.

Chu Sishi listened to the distinctive voice from the top of his head that impressed him: "When did you write last night?"

"Eh...it's Yinshi..." Chu Sishi replied in a low voice, afraid that the husband would be dissatisfied.

Pei Fengran opened his homework, glanced at the handwriting on it, and knew that this book was definitely not written by him.I looked through a few more books and found that most of them were written by him, with clear strokes and neat content. It can be seen that he had received a good education in the palace before.

Although it was obvious that someone was helping, Pei Fengran didn't say anything, just put down the notebook lightly, looked at him with some concern, and said, "Next time, if you haven't finished writing by the end of the book, forget it, and go to bed early." You are still young, don't always stay up late, it is easy to hurt your body."

Pei Fengran, who didn't try to cool his voice any longer, had a voice as soft as a spring breeze, as if he was wrapping a feather around his heart. Chu Sishi could only bite his lips hard, blink his eyes, and keep nodding his head.

He was afraid that if he spoke, he would cry.

Since he was a child, he has been warned "don't go to sleep if you can't finish it", and it was the first time someone comforted him to "go to bed early".

Chu Sishi lowered her head and thought, what Jian Zong said was indeed correct, if the husband becomes gentle, then no one will be indifferent.He used to ridicule Jian Zong for exaggerating, but now...

Chu Sishi clutched her chest and decided to join Jian Zong's team!

Pei Fengran left after seeing him nodding. He didn't know that His Royal Highness would think so much when he said something casually.

He just felt that no matter how strict the requirements were, he couldn't let the teenagers stay up all night every day. His heart full of doctors almost had nowhere to rest.

After watching the fourth prince's, he walked around the school with his hands behind his back.

Then, as expected, except for Chu Sishi, almost everyone's homework was venomously criticized by him.

However, everyone is used to the husband so strict with them, and if one day the husband does not criticize them, they may feel panic.

After school, Jian Zong came to Chu Sishi.

Jian Zong has now been promoted to Pei Fengran's assistant, a bit like the class monitor in a school, he will convey the opinions and tasks of both parties to the representative.

So, he looked at the vacant table at Chu Sishi's side, and said in embarrassment: "It should be the two of you's turn to clean up today, but you don't have the same table, so you are alone, is that okay?"

Chu Sansi left, and there was only one left, Jian Zong felt that it was a bit too hard for Chu Sishi.

cleaning?

The fourth prince was stunned for a moment.

No matter how unfavored he is, he is still a prince, and he has never done this kind of thing himself.

However, since everyone follows this standard, Chu Sishi will naturally not ask for any special treatment.He won't, can't he learn?

So, he thought for a while, smiled and said to Jian Zong: "I have no problem."

Jian Zong remembered that this person's identity was different from theirs, so he probably didn't do these things usually.

Jian Zong looked around the school for a week, and decided to ask him to do less: "Let's do this. We have rearranged the outside yard last week, so you don't need to do it anymore. You just need to clean up the tables and chairs in the school. Just wipe it down and arrange it neatly. And then there is..."

Jian Zong approached him and said in a low voice, "If Mister doesn't stop you, you can clean the backyard as well, and help us find out."

"What tone?" Chu Sishi was unclear.

Jian Qian, who was waiting for Jian Zong to go home together, also came over, and said a little panicked: "It's the exam at the end of the month! The range of questions you ask is too wide, and I can't get it every time."

Jian Zong elbowed Jian Qian, then looked around, and saw that half of the people in the school had already left, and the remaining half were not paying attention to them: "Keep your voice down! If you hear me, this exam Write out your least favorite poems, what do I think you should do?"

Jian Qian immediately covered her mouth, and whispered from between her fingers: "No! I hate writing poetry, and I still want to be No.1."

Chu Sishi was amused by Jian Qian's actions, and he asked Jian Zong: "Is there anything special about the exam at the end of the month?"

Jian Zong remembered that he hadn't passed the four poems of Chu, so he explained to him: "Actually, it's nothing. It's similar to the in-class test. The only difference is that No.1 will be rewarded, and the last one..."

Jian Zong gave him a look that everyone understood.

Jian Qian immediately let go of the hand covering her mouth, and added: "It will allow you to copy Zishi every day, for a month!"

"Hiss—" Chu Sishi gasped.

"But there are also advantages. At least, you will definitely not be the last one next month!" Jian Qian nodded with deep understanding.

Jian Zong said helplessly: "Didn't you get the countdown once? Do you need to memorize it for so long?"

Jian Qian pursed her lips and said firmly: "I will remember it forever! This is my rare black history!"

Jian Zong and Chu Sishi looked at each other expressionlessly, pretending not to hear.After all, with Jian Qian's character, black history has already been flying all over the sky, and this is not bad.

"Do you really not need our help?" Jian Zong asked again before leaving.

Chu Sishi drove them away with a smile: "You'd better go home and take care of your chickens! They are much more important than me."

In the end, Jian Zong could only go back with Jian Qian with the worries in his heart.

Chu Sishi looked at the empty school, let out a sigh of relief, cheered herself up, rolled up her sleeves, and went to the yard to dig well water.

The little prince who was doing this kind of rough work for the first time was miserable. He didn't know how to fetch water, and the well water couldn't be fetched for a long time. Finally, some water came out, and he accidentally splashed himself all over.

"Bah, bah, bah!" Chu Sishi hid back, wiped her face splashed by the water with her sleeve, brushed the skirt of her clothes that had become messy long ago, and blinked, secretly rejoicing, Good thing the water didn't get in the eyes.

The sound of the bucket falling outside was so loud, Pei Fengran in the inner courtyard naturally heard it, and he looked back.

Bai Xiu came out of nowhere, and said with a smile to Pei Fengran, "This kid is quite cute, he looks like a kitten when he touches water, he almost explodes."

Pei Fengran ignored Bai Xiu's teasing, and asked, "Have you finished the task entrusted to you?"

Bai Xiu raised his eyebrows: "Am I unreliable? I am an elite of the human race! How much I have experienced to become the entourage of the Patriarch..."

"Okay, okay! I don't have time to listen to you right now, senior brother is in the room, if you want to confess your love, just go in." Pei Fengran stood up, interrupting Bai Xiu's daily thoughts.

Hearing the commotion outside, Pei Fengran sighed: "Forget it, I'd better go help? Otherwise, he's afraid he'll ruin my good school."

Pei Fengran lifted the curtain and walked outside.

Just when Chu Sishi was entangled with the well, a familiar voice came from behind: "Loosen your hand, don't force it too hard."

"Ah! sir!"

When Chu Sishi heard the sound, she turned around in fright and almost kicked the bucket over.

Pei Fengran came over, waved his hand away, and then started to fill a bucket of water with ease.

It's just a basic ability. Pei Fengran believes that since he is a hermit, he must have a strong ability to survive, be self-sufficient, and not starve to death wherever he goes.

Chu Sishi on the side squatted there, raised his head and stared at him with surprise and admiration: "Wow—that's amazing!"

Although other people in the village can also fetch water, Chu Sishi just thinks that the husband's posture is the most beautiful. No matter how you look at it, he is so elegant and handsome!

"What are you shouting for? Isn't it embarrassing?" Pei Fengran straightened up and frowned, "Such a simple thing can't be done well for a long time. Remember?"

"Remember, remember!" Chu Sishi nodded quickly.

"Go and wipe the tables and chairs, and then arrange them." Pei Fengran wiped his hands with a towel, and instructed.

"Yes!"

Wiping things, Chu Sishi still knows how to do things, and the palace people often do things, and he knows how to read them.

However, some things are easy to look at, but you don’t know until you do it yourself, it’s really not easy!

It didn't take long for Chu Sishi to feel that his waist was unbearable. When he tried to force it, the pain in his waist made him gasp for an instant.

Of course Pei Fengran didn't leave, he just stood by the side, seeing Chu Sishi's appearance, he said, "Why don't you get up and move around, what are you doing standing there?"

"Oh, oh!" Chu Sishi supported the table and moved his body a little, and found that it was indeed much better.

When he was resting, he looked at the remaining tables and chairs and whispered: "I'm so tired, there are so many."

He thought of the size of the palace, and suddenly felt that the palace maids, eunuchs and guards were amazing.

Before hearing them say that they worked hard every day, Chu Sishi thought they were just complaining casually, but unexpectedly, they were really tired!

"Why are you tired?" As soon as he heard him say tired, Pei Fengran's gaze came over.

Chu Sishi's whole body tensed up suddenly, how could he forget about her husband!

"No, no, the students are not tired at all!"

But Pei Fengran would not pretend that he didn't hear: "You will feel tired, which means you lack of exercise. If so, then, from now on, you should do one more set of exercises every day."

"Ah..." Chu Sishi had a bitter face, he didn't like running.

"Huh?" Pei Fengran frowned, and changed his voice coldly.

Is this not enough?

"Then add..."

Chu Sishi immediately restrained his expression, and replied with a strong desire to survive: "Yes, sir! Students must do it!"

After wiping all the tables and chairs, Chu Sishi put them back neatly one by one.

Finally finished this task, Pei Fengran looked at the darkening sky, sent him out of the courtyard, and said lightly: "Go home early, don't wander around."

Chu Sishi dragged his exhausted body back to the residence, and Zhou Yan, his bodyguard, rushed to meet him.

"Your Highness, what's the matter with you?"

Chu Sishi lowered her brows and lamented: "Today it's my turn to stay and clean up. I'm so tired! My husband is still watching me work, and he doesn't help me. He's so ruthless! Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh! pain!"

The little prince sat on the chair and rubbed his sore arm.

Zhou Yan immediately condemned for the little prince: "That's right, Mr. Pei is too heartless..."

"You are not allowed to speak ill of Mr.!"

Chu Sishi, who was rubbing her arms, immediately raised her head and glared at him.

Zhou Yan just echoed: "..."

As a subordinate, he is so difficult!

The author has something to say: Pei Fengran: Am I taking care of you?Obviously only occasionally non-venomous tongue (keep the character set unshakable)

Jian Zong: Come and join us!A rainbow fart every day, Jian□□live you, me, and him! (shaking light stick)

Chu Sishi: I can complain, but you can't! (Double standard aboveboard)

Zhou Yan: ...I'm in too much trouble!

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The recent Jinjiang is a bit smokey, and I can't get backstage several times.

I can't post and save the manuscript, so anxious!