Take the imperial examinations with the red envelopes of the writers

"I don't know the number of things. It comes from "Sun Tzu's Suan Jing": There are things today, but I don't know the number. If you count by three or three, you will have two; if you count by five or five, you will have three; if you count by seven or seven, you will have two. Said: 23."

Seeing Su Yan lowered his head, his small face was buried in the snow-white fox fur, and all he could see was his long black hair, which was quietly and obediently pasted on his small head, which looked extraordinarily soft.

Lu Xianzhi looked away, and answered slowly, his voice was calm and clear, like the wind knocking on Qiong.

Su Yan raised his head suddenly, his beautiful almond eyes widened.

Hey, it was he who underestimated Lu Xianzhi's IQ and level, and it didn't bother him.

He waited nervously for Lu Xianzhi to continue to answer which specific page and line of "Sun Tzu's Mathematical Classics" it came from.

Su Yan stared intently at the handsome and flawless face of the male god, with clear eyebrows and bright eyes, with a beautiful posture and a moonlike charm.

At this time, Lu Xianzhi's eyes were filled with a light smile, like the snow on the green pine melting, turning into a clear stream of water.

Su Yan felt relieved for a moment, he was satisfied just looking at Lu Xianzhi's face, what tea did he want to drink.

"On the sixth line of the seventh page of No. 60." Under his gaze, Lu Xianzhi seemed to tease him on purpose, paused for a while, watched Su Yan blink his big eyes, and then said the last word calmly Number of pages and lines.

Huh? !Not the same number of pages and lines as he remembered!

Su Yan's eyes lit up slightly, flashing a little complacency and cunning.

"I remember it was on the third line of the page!" Su Yan rolled his eyes and looked at Lu Xianzhi with wide eyes.

But then he was a little annoyed. It's a pity that he doesn't have the original book of "Sun Tzu's Mathematical Classics" at hand. How can he prove that the male god made a mistake and he didn't?And you can't directly show Lu Xianzhi the PDF book documents in the inventory of the red envelope system.

Su Yan frowned slightly.

Hey, there is!

It suddenly occurred to him that in the notebook he used to take notes on weekdays, he had written down which book and which line a certain topic was in, just for the convenience of finding the original book for comparison.His notebooks were all brought aboard from Yunshan Academy.

"Brother Xianzhi, wait for me! I wrote down the number of pages and lines in my previous notes!" Su Yan got up and ran towards the room while talking.

Before Lu Xianzhi had time to tell him to slow down and not to worry, he saw the glutinous rice dumpling running away nimbly.

He laughed in a low voice, and his deep voice was even more restrained and sexy in the empty hall at this time.

Su Yan hurried to his room, hurriedly picked up the top notebook among the scattered notebooks on the desk, turned and ran back to the boat hall.He didn't even notice that when he returned to the room, Xiaobai was crouching on the chair in front of the desk, and when Su Yan left, it was obviously still obediently staying on the bed.

Compared with being familiar with the scriptures by heart, Su Yan himself can't guarantee which page and line the content of the arithmetic is on. It's just that he happened to review his arithmetic notes before going out today. , just happened to remember clearly.

Su Yan didn't want to keep Lu Xianzhi waiting for a long time, so he hurried back to the boat hall. His small face was slightly flushed as he ran back and forth. The flower buds that can't wait to emerge from the branches.

"No hurry." Seeing Su Yan running towards him, Lu Xianzhi's eyes darkened.He also stood up from his seat.

Su Yan slowed down and stood in front of Lu Xianzhi. The black hair hanging down was a little messy with his sudden stop. Some hairs fluttered on his delicate and straight nose, and some hairs slightly covered him. It caught his big black and white eyes.

Su Yan directly handed over the notebook in his hand to Lu Xianzhi, but he actually had a little thought of showing off in his heart.It's not that he's boasting. Among his classmates, he can take better notes than him, but there are not many of them.After reading Su Yan's notes, many classmates called it wonderful, and asked him to borrow the notes to observe and study.

Lu Xianzhi resisted the desire to help him brush his soft hair behind his ears, and stretched out his slender hand to take the notebook Su Yan handed over.

"Sit down first." Lu Xianzhi said lightly, seeing that Su Yan sat down obediently, he sat down and flipped through the notebook.

He casually turned a page, and saw that the charcoal handwriting on it was obviously not Su Yan's handwriting, so he paused slightly.

I'm afraid Su Yan was in a hurry and took the wrong notebook.

Lu Xianzhi was thinking about reminding Su Yan, but felt that he had just rushed there, so it would be good to let him sit and rest for a while, so he casually scanned the words on it.

Suddenly, his eyes froze.

Lu Xianzhi's eyes stayed on one of the lines of scrawled handwriting, which read, "Late at night, necks are like mandarin ducks, hibiscus quilts are turning red, infatuation is tactful to relax, and winking eyes are gloomy.".

His eyes flickered slightly, his eyes darkened, his face remained unchanged, and he continued to look at it calmly.

Lu Xianzhi quickly scanned the text on this page, a little surprised in his heart, this is probably a storybook about the love story of two men.

The following text is even more tender and soft, elegant and lingering, spring.

Lu Xianzhi's throat rolled, and he clicked his tongue softly in his heart, and then his thoughts sank again. Is this the script that Su Yan took the initiative to read?Or did someone sneak it to him?Did he know or didn't know what it was?

His eyes narrowed slightly, his white and slender fingers gently rubbed the pages of the book, and he then turned back to read.

After Su Yan sat down and had nothing to do, he admired the beauty of the male god. He watched Lu Xianzhi's slender fingers flipping the pages of the book gracefully. On the profile face, there is a posture of banishing an immortal.

However, why did the male god look at it for so long?

Are you shocked by my excellent notes?

As expected of me!

Su Yan cocked her little tail in her heart, babbling and babbling.He waited patiently for Lu Xianzhi to finish browsing his notes.

However, what Su Yan didn't know was that his excellent notes were lying quietly under Xiao Bai's little paws.

***

When he was going out this afternoon, Xiaobai had been on the boat for so many days, and finally couldn't bear it any longer. He ran around in the room while the shit shovel officer was out, messing around.

Xiaobai rolled around on the bed at first, making a mess of the quilt, but soon the cat owner was not satisfied, and directly jumped onto the desk that the excrement shoveler often used these days, swaying on the desk, showing catwalk.

After entertaining himself for a while, Xiaobai glanced at the identical notebooks on the desk with his big amber eyes. His little paws moved restlessly, scratching and scratching, and all of a sudden Su Yan The books that had been put away were messed up.

He did put the math notebook on top of the pile before he went out, but after Xiaobai made such a fuss, the color book that Su Yan mixed into the pile of notebooks just reappeared and was dragged away. Come on top.And the math notebook was dropped by Xiao Bai onto the chair in front of the desk.

Coincidentally, Su Yan didn't clear the table before going out, and the notebooks were scattered around. He only remembered that the one on the top was an arithmetic notebook.

Before Su Yan opened the door and came in, Xiaobai heard the movement alertly. His pink ears trembled. He jumped off the desk nimbly and lay down on the chair, just covering the real math notebook on the chair. Be strict.

Because Su Yan was in a hurry when he came back to get the book, he directly took the top one without opening it to check the contents, so Su Yan unknowingly brought Song Zixiu's new Danmei novel to Lu Xianzhi .

***

Lu Xianzhi gently closed the notebook in his hand, making a slight sound of the pages clinging to each other.

Seeing that Lu Xianzhi finally finished reading, Su Yan raised his head, blinking his almond eyes, waiting for the male god to praise his note-taking is really good.

At this time, Lu Xianzhi was also looking down at Su Yan, his picturesque eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes were deep.

He looked at Su Yan's round and plump red lips, and there was a breathtaking tension between his brows.

"Is it..." on the third line of the page?However, before Su Yan finished speaking, he met Lu Xianzhi's gaze, and suddenly swallowed what he hadn't said.

God, what kind of look is this now? ? ?

Ma Ma, he is so scared!

Lu Xianzhi's gaze was deep, too dark to see the bottom, and his gaze was scorching hot.

When the two looked at each other, Su Yan inexplicably felt a sense of oppression. The male god's gaze seemed to be electrified. At this time, his heart seemed to be electrified by something, causing a tingling sensation.

Su Yan paused for several seconds before recovering.

"Brother Xian..." Su Yan said weakly, he didn't understand what happened?

Frightened by Lu Xianzhi's aura, Su Yan's voice involuntarily lowered at this time, with a soft ending, but unfortunately, this sweet and soft voice was heard by someone, and his eyes became darker and more difficult to understand.

Lu Xianzhi lowered his eyelashes, calmed down the turbulent and overflowing thoughts in his heart, and his eyes fell on Su Yan's trembling slender eyelashes.

"Late at night, necks are like mandarin ducks, Furong is turned red in the quilt, the infatuation is tactful to relax, and the winking eyes are gloomy."

Lu Xianzhi recited these few words in a hoarse, magnetic voice. His voice was very soft, but it was heard clearly in Su Yan's ears.

The voice of the male god is so nice!Love love love!

and many more!

This content! !

???

what happened?

How does God know this? !

Su Yan's mind went blank for a moment.

He looked at the plain notebook in Lu Xianzhi's hand, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

Gan!It must have been an accidental mistake!

His little heart was beating non-stop, and his breathing was involuntarily rapid, his face was burning.

Wuwu, is it too late for me to die in place now?

The corners of Su Yan's eyes and brows were flushed, and his cheeks seemed to reflect peach blossoms.

Why didn't he check the notebook himself before handing it to Lu Xianzhi!

Also showing off, showing off a loneliness!

He felt that he was now socially dead.

Su Yan lowered his little head, his whole body was like a little peach blossom beaten by frost, he froze.

He pinned his last hope on the red envelope system, and frantically called the system in his mind:

system!system!system!

Are you there!Are you there!Are you there!

【Hurry up to reincarnate? 】

System, do you have a way to turn back time?

[Group leader, do you want to eat peaches? ? ? 】

Su Yan automatically ignored the system's sarcasm, and continued to ask: Then do you have any way to erase people's memories?

【No! 】

and you......

Before Su Yan could finish speaking, he heard a trace of irritability in the system's voice.

[Goodbye group leader! 】

Oh, there is no help.

Su Yan continued to play dead with his head down.

He repented silently in his heart: If I am guilty, please let the law of David Dynasty punish me, instead of letting me be caught by the male god to read the sex book.

Lu Xianzhi looked at the young boy who was as handsome as a Hsinchu after the rain, a series of expression changes from shock to autism, and there seemed to be a fierce beast quietly dormant in his dark and quiet eyes like ink.

His gaze meticulously traced Su Yan's rosy little face at this time, as well as that pair of pretty, watery almond eyes, and the curve of the small chin was so delicate that it was outrageous.

The tails of Su Yan's eyes were drooping slightly at this time, looking extraordinarily innocent, and because of embarrassment, the tails of the eyes were adorned with a pink halo.

The soft fox fur wraps around his white neck, which sets off his bright eyes and white teeth, giving him a kind of calm beauty and beauty.

Su Yan lowered his head, not seeing the overwhelming emotion pouring out of Lu Xianzhi's eyes.He lowered his small head, like a weak lamb with a slender neck that was washed white and waited for the final judgment.

"Songzhuzhai's new script?" Lu Xianzhi's voice was deep and cold, with a slight hoarseness caused by over-repression.

Huh?

When Su Yan heard this, he seemed to be enlightened, and suddenly opened his mind, and his little brain started to spin rapidly.

"Hmm...it's an unpublished vernacular book of Songzhuzhai. Since it's different from the previous vernaculars, I just kept it for a while..." Su Yan said in a low voice. , and Song Zixiu, the author of this script, was not sold.

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt a warm hand gently touch his head.

"You are still young, how about reading this kind of books later?" Lu Xianzhi's deep but gentle voice fell.

After all, he couldn't hold back, and raised his hand to touch the black hair of the person in front of him.

Lu Xianzhi's hands were slender, well-proportioned and fair.At this time, he was stroking Su Yan's little head very gently, which was lighter and softer than playing the piano in the past, as if he was caressing some rare treasure.

Su Yan felt that he was like a small animal being groomed. Obviously Lu Xianzhi just touched his head, but he seemed to be grabbed by the back of his neck by fate.

He nodded obediently, and said: "I know! I, I didn't expect this content..."

"I will definitely not watch it next time!" Su Yan raised his head as a promise.

The eyes of the two met again, and a cluster of electric current shot up from Su Yan's tailbone, and he couldn't help shaking.The heat rose, spreading from the bottom of his heart to the earlobe, and dyed his little white ears blush.

Lu Xianzhi touched it for a while, then as if he had touched enough, he withdrew his hand nonchalantly.

He reached out and poured a cup of tea to Su Yan, saying, "Are you thirsty?"

Tea is good tea.The top-quality Biluochun stretches its body in the hot water, like rolling green clouds, with a silver-green color, green and attractive, and a delicate fragrance.

Su Yan took a sip of the tea, the taste was mellow and sweet, the aroma was like orchid, and the flavor was deep.The hot tea also soothed his little heart and calmed him down.

If you lose face, you lose face.

Things have already happened, what else can happen.

As long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed.

Su Yan sipped his tea while brainwashing himself.

Seeing that he drank a cup of tea slowly, Lu Xianzhi saw that he still seemed thirsty, so he poured another cup of tea for Su Yan himself.

The two of them drank tea while the other poured tea, and the atmosphere was harmonious at this time.

After Su Yan finished his second cup of tea, he saw that the male god seemed to want to refill him with tea, and his heart trembled.No matter how delicious this tea is, it's impossible to drink several cups in a row!

He couldn't help leaning back slightly, and hiccupped unexpectedly.

"Hi~".

The clear and crisp sound echoed in the quiet boat hall.

Su Yan bowed her head again in embarrassment.

Lu Xianzhi chuckled lightly and said, "Are you still playing?"

Su Yan had lingering fears, he couldn't take it anymore, he couldn't take it anymore.

Lu Xianzhi saw Su Yan's expression and understood.

He nodded slightly, and returned the notebook in his hand to Su Yan.

Su Yan took the notebook and held it in his hand, like holding a hot potato.

He must stay in the room as quietly as a chicken these days, Su Yan thought to himself.

However, before his idea was realized, the winter solstice came.

The author has something to say: The stalk of wanting to eat peaches comes from the Internet. Let me explain: want to eat peaches—want to eat peach—want to eat farts—stop daydreaming.

"Spring. Mengpo whirling, long and short, pearls and zithers thinking about fate." The single sentence comes from "Yiqing Lost History".

感谢在2020-11-1600:00:00~2020-11-1700:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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