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23. Xie Wuya is not a bad friend

Kang Ningmeng's impression of Ding Xian has changed a lot since he knew that Ding Xian accepted Xie Wuya to enroll because he didn't have money to buy a watermelon, and he loved him more.

Perhaps Ding Xian can be an interesting person even when he is not serious.

However, in private, even if Ding Xian is funny and approachable, even if a flower blooms on his face, it is of no use.Because it has nothing to do with Kang Ningmeng.

Ding Xian chooses ten days to teach every month, from nine to five, and there is a roll call, and he is not allowed to be late or leave early.

For Kang Ningmeng, this was an unbearable pain in his life, which was enough to imprison all his happy shackles.

Hearing Ding Xian talk about the way of governing, Kang Ningmeng was completely confused when the content came to reciting poems, writing poems, appraising paintings and criticizing poems.

As a standard science student, Kang Ningmeng didn't even learn vernacular Chinese well, so how could he compose poems and lyrics in classical Chinese?Drawing a tiger with a pencil is considered by a bunch of people to be a painting skill that depicts four different images of a mythical animal. How can one manage to manage the ink painting with less sceneries and more meanings, and vivid charm?

Others use fiction to break reality, use poems to express feelings, and express feelings with scenes, but he can't hold back a few words for a long time, and finally stumbles to come up with a sentence. The meaning of the sentence is superficial and straightforward, and it can't rhyme. Does not comply with the rules of flatness.

Even so, Ding Xian still took special care of him, always making fun of his poems, words, and drawings alone, from the title to the conception to the wording, from inside to outside, from inside to outside, and even He didn't let go of the fact that his handwriting was ugly.

After class, the students walked away together, and Kang Ningmeng sat in his seat, silent for a long time.

Xie Wuya wanted to leave, but seeing that Kang Ningmeng hadn't left the school, he walked around the outside of the school and stopped under the big tree at the entrance, pretending to enjoy the shade, and looked inside from time to time.

Kang Ningmeng sat quietly for half an hour. Xie Wuya's legs were numb while waiting, so he had to change his posture and lean against the tree to save his energy.

Although it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, Xie Wuya can't feel the coolness at all, and sweat flows down the neck into the skirt from time to time.

Xie Wuya leaned against the tree for another half an hour. Just as his body was slowly sliding down and was about to squat on the ground, Kang Ningmeng sighed, rubbed his face, and tidied up the books on the table by himself. , ready to leave.

He went straight out without looking sideways, with a thin smile on his face.

Xie Wuya couldn't react for a while, and after a few seconds of stunned, he hurried to catch up.

Kang Ningmeng was walking, suddenly stopped abruptly, and took a step backward diagonally, just right by Xie Wuya's side.

He turned his head to look at Xie Wuya, and said, "Brother Xie, what's the matter?"

Xie Wuya hadn't thought about what would happen after catching up with Kang Ningmeng at all, so he was taken aback by Kang Ningmeng's anti-client inquiry.

Xie Wuya scratched his head, not knowing how to answer.

Kang Ningmeng was calm and didn't mean to be impatient, he looked at Xie Wuya with gentle and harmless eyes.

After waiting for a long time without seeing Xie Wuya speak, Kang Ning felt helpless and turned around to leave, but was stopped by Xie Wuya.

"Don't!" Xie Wuya said.

Kang Ningmeng looked at him, puzzled.

Xie Wuya started, but didn't know how to continue, "I see you, you seem to be in a bad mood today..."

In fact, Xie Wuya found that Kang Ningmeng was in a bad mood every time he finished Ding Xian's class.

At the beginning, Kang Ningmeng was still angry in his heart, dared to be angry or not to mock in front of Ding Xian, but after two months, he was ridiculed more times, Kang Ningmeng became calmer and calmer, even The heart is like still water, without any waves.

It's just that he habitually suppresses his smile after being ridiculed, and pretends to be depressed.

Even Xie Wuya could tell that Ding Xian did have a big prejudice against Kang Ningmeng, otherwise he wouldn't have refused to let Kang Ningmeng step down again and again, and even took the initiative to dig a hole to force Kang Ningmeng to jump.

Kang Ningmeng was tired, he just wanted to be an illiterate and pass by Gu Bai occasionally hugging Ye Lingyun's thigh, why Ding Xian just didn't let him go.

Kang Ningmeng also wondered whether Ding Xian had unearthed endless fun in the fancy abuse of him, which is why he enjoyed it so much.

"Actually, teacher..." Xie Wuya wanted to say something nice for Ding Xian, but when the words came to his mouth, he felt that Ding Xian was a bit too much, so he shut his mouth honestly, unwilling to argue with his words.

Seeing Xie Wuya's worried look, Kang Ningmeng gave a "puchi" smile, and grabbed his shoulders, his movements were much closer, "Don't be afraid, my skin is thicker than a city wall, and I can't get into it with a knife or a gun!"

Even after hearing Kang Ningmeng's self-deprecation, Xie Wuya could clearly feel the gloom behind Kang Ningmeng's smile.

"Life is alive, there are nine out of ten unsatisfactory things, if you keep them in your heart, wouldn't you be depressed to death?" Kang Ningmeng made chicken soup for Xie Wuya's soul while walking, and comforted himself by the way. As long as he goes back to tease the Lord, the nympho Taifu can forget all about it.

Kang Ningmeng and Xie Wuya live in the east of the city and the west of the city.

When Xie Wuya walked to the door of the house, he realized something strange.

"Brother Kang Ning, why did you come to the west of the city?"

Kang Ningmeng woke up like a dream, "Is this the west of the city?" He was obviously in a trance just now, and forced a smile.

It just so happened that Ye Lingyun was leading people through the city at this time.

The sharp-eyed Ye Lingyun found Kang Ningmeng standing at the door of Xie Wuya's house, so he led his men over in a mighty manner.

"City Lord." Xie Wuya bowed to Ye Ling.

Ye Lingyun naturally remembered what day it was, and he also knew that Kang Ningmeng always felt so lethargic for a few days every month.

Xie Wuya handed over Kang Ningmeng to Ye Lingyun, finally relieved, and bid farewell to the two.

Ye Lingyun asked Kang Ningmeng, "Are you still thinking about the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in the west of the city?"

Kang Ningmeng nodded desperately, his face glowing because of the sweet smell.

Ye Lingyun had a bag of Chengxi osmanthus cake hidden in his bosom, and he wanted to sip it tonight and have a leisurely time.

Ye Lingyun saw that Kang Ningmeng's mood had turned from cloudy to sunny, so he took out his bosom for a long time, gave Kang Ningmeng a few pennies, and covered the bag of sweet-scented osmanthus cake tightly, "At this time, the sweet-scented osmanthus cake is sold out, but It doesn't matter, the Lord invites you to eat buns, the money is just enough to buy a big bun with pumpkin stuffing."

The buns that Kang Ningmeng hates the most are the pumpkin stuffed buns in the west of the city. When he bought them for the first time, after taking a bite, he wanted to smash the shop down.

Kang Ningmeng, who was still full of anticipation at first, seemed to spread the fragrance of osmanthus cake and the sweet but not greasy taste on his tongue coating, and immediately turned into a steamed bun with anger. The taste is probably worse than the city's pumpkin stuffed buns.

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