Confucian General [Ancient and Modern]

Although it has not been a few days since Su Shang woke up, during this period of time, except for his head teacher who came to ask him some things with a working attitude, no one else came here.

This can't help but make Su Shang feel that there is too much difference between this young man named Su Shang and his interactions with others.

On the second day after waking up, Su Shang asked Su Miao to bring the books he needed to study from home. He had read a lot in the past few days, and the literature was not bad, although the fonts were quite different from those in the Jin and Yuan Dynasties. , I can understand it, and with practice, writing is not a problem.

The Jin Dynasty also had negotiations with foreign countries. Su Shang had also learned English for a few years. It was not a big problem. It was just mathematics, chemistry and physics. From Su Shang’s point of view, apart from the characters he could understand, other meanings were beyond his control. None of them understood.

He can make explosives, but he doesn't know what the "formulas" and "equal quantities" written in the book are.

So Su Shang once asked Su Miao very implicitly about his grades. Su Miao rolled her eyes when she heard the words. She didn't have any ladylike demeanor. She took a sip of water and said, "Grade grades." ? You are the second child, no one in your class dares to be the boss."

Immediately, Miss Su poked Su Shang on the forehead with her green fingers sarcastically, "How much did Daddy spend to get you into that school, just look at it, just forget about what you don't know how to do in that school , and causing trouble all day long."

It was probably expected that the current Su Shang would no longer be the same as before, and Su Miao didn't have the kind of cautiousness that she couldn't even measure when she spoke.

Sure enough, Su Shang didn't move on the face when he heard the words, but he was somewhat relieved in his heart.

Although his literary talents are not as good as those of the proud sons of heaven, after all, he has been studying with the prince for seven years, and he has learned a lot by ear. top three.

During this time, after Su Shang woke up during the day, he took the textbook Su Miao gave him and some books with detailed notes that were said to be sold by students before the college entrance examination, and they were somewhat helpful.

On this day, Su Shang leaned on the bed as usual, put a small table horizontally in front of him to read, and made some comments from time to time. When the door was knocked, Su Shang was somewhat taken aback.

Su Miao and Su's father never had the habit of knocking on the door of their own family members. They just pushed the door carelessly and came in. Doctor Fang had to make rounds, and from time to time a nurse outside would come in to check, so the door was always closed. It's a cover up, but it's not tightly closed.

At this time, the door was knocked three times in a low voice, but Su Shang didn't react for a while.

When the door was pushed open and a boy who looked brighter and lively came in, Su Shang asked, "Ge...you are?"

"It's true that the teacher said you lost your memory?" The boy widened his eyes in surprise, and then waved his hands behind him. Only then did Su Shang see a shy-looking person behind the boy.

"I'm Fang Li, and his name is Chang Yu. I was at the same table as you before. Do you have any impression?" Fang Li scratched his head, seeming somewhat distressed by the situation that Su Shang didn't remember at all.

Chang Yu didn't say a word after Fang Li, and seemed very nervous. After Su Shang glanced at him, he didn't look at him again.

"I have no impression." Su Shang closed the book in his hand, sat up straight, with a faint smile on his face.

Fang Li was also a little helpless, and then he talked about Changyu, with a sharp tone in his tone, "Why don't you hurry up? What are you waiting for?"

Chang Yu staggered a bit, raised his head hastily, his face looked pale, his eyes dodged around, but he refused to look at Su Shang.

Seeing him like this, Fang Li curled his lips, sat down on the chair next to the bed, took an apple very familiarly, and started to chew.

Trembling, Chang Yu finally moved to Su Shang's bed, lowered his head and began to rub his fingers. After a while, when Fang Li "crunched" the last bite of apple and was about to throw it away, Chang Yu Zai finally said, "Yes, I'm sorry..."

Su Shang tilted his head curiously.

Chang Yu said in one sentence, as if he had adapted a lot, but his voice trembled as if he was about to cry, "Su Shang, I didn't mean to give your love letter to Chen Ruiyan, I didn't expect him to post the love letter on the bulletin board ..."

"You leave it to him?" Su Shang really frowned. After Fang Li had finished eating the apple, he picked up a toothpick and put it in his mouth.

Chang Yu felt even more uncomfortable being stared at by him, and immediately licked his lips, "You, you have been telling me that you wrote a love letter to Sun Ruiyan, but you have no chance to meet him... Yes, I, I originally It's kind..."

"Fart." Fang Li sneered suddenly, spat out the toothpick in his mouth, and then said with a sarcastic face, "Why did I tell you when I came here? Admit your mistake and I will spare you..."

"Forgive who?" A voice came from outside the door, and Fang Li's ruffian face, which had not been put on for a long time, immediately retracted, quickly buttoned the two shirt buttons that he had untied on purpose, and sat up straight.

Su Shang watched Fang Ping come in from the outside, pushed the glasses on his face expressionlessly, glanced at the girl on the side, and then glanced at Chang Yu who was standing on the other side, and then walked to the room expressionlessly. Su Shang looked at his wound beside the bed.

Fang Ping probably stood at the door for a while, and he understood the general idea, but he didn't understand the angle of the common language, so he just told Su Shang about the wound healing, and asked him to find out by himself after a while. The nurse changed the gauze, and then explained something to Fang Li with a straight face, and turned away.

Fang Li glanced at the smiling Su Shang, feeling inexplicably embarrassed, Fang Ping hadn't gone far, he tiptoed to the door and closed it, then coughed dryly and pretended to be calm and untied himself button, and walked back to the throne just now with a bumpy leg.

"Okay, let's continue."

Changyu probably finished the draft a while ago, and now he started to say something, "I didn't send the letter to him on purpose... I met him that time, and then I said you wrote him a letter, and I said Give him the letter."

Su Shang's brain suddenly throbbed, he frowned slightly, and held back the feeling, then he said quietly, "I seem to remember that the letter was in my schoolbag."

Chang Yu's face turned pale, then he raised his head, his eyes filled with confirmation, "Yes! So I took out that letter! I did what you dare not do! I did it for you !"

Su Shang lowered his eyes expressionlessly, put aside the not-so-thick Chinese textbook in his hand, and then began to pack up the things on the table.

He didn't speak here, but Fang Li on the other side seemed to be unable to bear it, "I'm so fucking! Changyu, are you sick! You're stealing! How do you say that, what do you call it if you don't take it... ..."

"If you don't ask, you're stealing yourself." Su Shang was still wearing a blue striped hospital gown, and there were circles of gauze wrapped around his head, and there were faint traces of yellow iodophor.

The boy's current figure is slightly fat, and there are still some traces of flesh on his face, but at the moment, he is covered under the loose hospital gown, and against his pale complexion, he looks a little weak.

"I really don't know if my brain was kicked by a donkey when I brought you here..." Fang Li frowned grumpily, kicked the chair by his feet as if venting his anger, looked up at Chang Yu's pale face, and then put Su Shang pressed down on the hospital bed again, and said, "Ah Shang, wait for me here for a while, I'll get him out first."

Su Shang was stunned for a moment, and before he could answer, he watched Fang Li violently grab Chang Yu's wrist, and dragged him out violently.

Sitting on the hospital bed, Su Shang looked down at his feet, and could only think of the word white and tender, as if looking at his feet in a daze, until Fang Li pushed the door open from the outside, Su Shang raised his head and smiled, " I'm going to the nurse's station."

"I'll be with you." Fang Li pulled his hair. He didn't seem to be in a good mood. He wanted to hold Su Shang's arm to support him, but Su Shang walked very steadily. There is a circle of gauze that has not been removed, no one will think that Su Shang is a sick patient at the moment.

So Fang Li walked beside Su Shang, passing a patient walking slowly or doctors and nurses rushing past him from time to time.

In this not-so-noisy and busy environment, Fang Li frowned and said: "My dad told me about you before, and it's my fault. I know what kind of guy Chen Ruiyan's grandson is, but I still look for opportunities." Let the two of you meet."

Su Shang paused, the pain seemed to reappear again, followed by another memory, he calmly walked again, "It's no wonder you, I begged you."

Fang Li only played the role of an intermediary, and it was always Su Shang who asked him unilaterally.

The relationship between the two can be regarded as childhood sweethearts. They grew up as neighbors since they were young, but they are very different in personality and other things.

Su Shang is introverted and doesn't like to talk. Occasionally, the two voices are as indistinct as the chirping of flies, so she will only let go between acquaintances.

Fang Li, on the other hand, was born with the ability to play with others, and it was easy to gain their favor.

If it is necessary to find a common point between the two of them-the grades are not good.

Su Shang is the tail of the crane, and Fang Li is the front of the car.

The two are equal, and no one is better than the other.