What about the soft and cute bamboo horse I am a freshman?

Jinshi was awakened by the smell of rice.

He stretched in a daze, it was the first time in days that he slept so peacefully.

"time to eat."

When the voice came, he looked over in confusion: "Liang...Fang...?"

The moment he saw Liang Fang, all the memories came back, and Jin Shi immediately turned over and fell to the ground.

He remembered, remembered the time when he broke down emotionally, cried and made a fuss and vented his temper on Liang Fang!

Jin Shi covered his face, it was so embarrassing...

Lack of sleep can have a profound effect on your mood, including making you irritable and irritable.

"I'm sorry..." Jin Shi already felt ashamed to see Liang Fang, "I... this morning I..."

"Come here, let's eat first." Liang Fang put the food box on the desk and brought out the dishes one by one. "I remember you like the dishes from the Zhuangyuan Building the most. I asked someone to go and buy some. The cook over there It hasn’t been changed, try to see if it still tastes like when you were a child.”

The chef of the National Teacher's Mansion always cooks bland meals, and Jin Shi has a heavy mouth. He prefers the food in the Zhuangyuan Building near the National Teacher's Mansion. When he was a child, he always tried his best to drag Liang Fang out to eat extra meals secretly. Unexpectedly, Liang Fang still remembered it.

This made him feel even more sorry for Liang Fang.

It is already afternoon, and he has no excuse to leave. After all, Liang Fang bought food for himself. He lost his temper at someone's house first, and then slept for so long for no reason. Now someone specially ordered food for him. It's really not good to turn around and leave without taking a bite.

So Jinshi bit the bullet and sat down beside the desk: "Well... why don't you go to the living room..."

On the desk, Liang Fang neatly laid out the notations and spirit sticks, and the vacant space that should have been used for painting formations was now being filled with delicacies from the Zhuangyuan Building.

Liang Fang squinted at him: "I've never seen you be so particular when I was young."

The study room is not a place to eat, but Jinshi often ate snacks and extra meals here when he was a child.

Liang Fang pulled a chair indifferently, and sat beside him, and Jinshi sat down with him. The dishes at the Zhuangyuan Building were still the taste in his memory, and the midday sun was warm, and Jinshi suddenly felt like returning to childhood Feel.

Without eating or sleeping, the two enjoyed a quiet lunch, and the servants came in to take away the things and replace them with tea. Jinshi knew that Liang Fang was about to start a long conversation when he saw this posture.

Jinshi wanted to leave very much in his heart, but he knew that once Liang Fang started to put on airs, he would be more preaching than Song Chengyuan...

Thinking of Song Chengyuan, Jin Shi softened towards Liang Fang.

Liang Fang picked up the teacup, took a sip and asked, "Are you full?"

Jin Shi nodded obediently.

Just when he was ready to listen carefully, Liang Fang got up unexpectedly: "Go, I will take you to a place."

Eh?Not talking?

Jin Shi followed Liang Fang and walked towards the National Teacher's Mansion with seven turns and eight turns.

Sure enough, Liang Fang and Jin Shi stood beside the school in his memory. They didn't go in, but stood near the door, just enough to see the situation in the school without disturbing the teacher's teaching.

"You have to carefully feel the aura of the formation, yes, the posture of holding the spirit is a bit different from holding the pen..."

A gentle voice came from the school, a middle-aged man with gentle brows was patiently helping a child hold a pen.

"These are the children who came to the Academy of the National Teacher's Mansion this year," Liang Fang whispered in Jinshi's ear. Su, called Su Qing, was Qingyin who used to go to the front with his father, but later retired due to health reasons and chose to teach at the National Teacher's Mansion."

"Okay, this stroke is not bad, it would be better if the aura is collected a little more."

Su Qing touched the child's head, and when she straightened her waist, she saw Liang Fang outside the door.Liang Fang made a gesture to him, meaning don't care about them and let him continue the class, Su Qing saluted him slightly.

"When I came here, there were only you and me in the school of the National Teacher's Mansion." Jin Shi turned his head and asked Liang Fang, "Are there so many children in the school now?"

"Back then, the school of the National Teacher's Mansion had very strict restrictions on accepting students," Liang Fang sighed. "Including family background, qualifications, etc., there were few children who met the requirements. When you came, it happened to catch up with the time when there were no students."

Back then, only the children of the National Teacher faction and various families could be sent here to start enlightenment. The screening of family background is to prevent Xie Chong from using any means. After all, every child is the heart and soul of every family. It will become the opposite handle.

As for aptitude, it is easier to understand. If a child with good aptitude is enlightened from the National Teacher's Office, he will naturally become a reserve force available to the National Teacher's line when he grows up. Of course, he must focus on training.

It turns out that this school is not accessible to everyone?Jinshi couldn't help thinking that he was able to enter here, probably because of his family background because of the face of Yuanchu.

"what about now?"

"Now that I'm in charge, I've changed the rules. As long as someone who really wants to paint arrays, and has great enthusiasm and patience for painting arrays, he can come to the National Teacher's Mansion to learn arrays."

"Then... how do you judge?"

Liang Fang raised his chin, and Jin Shi followed his gaze. Beside a small table in the back of the hall, a child about four or five years old was very plainly dressed, with a serious expression on his face. The array of paper is a stack higher than other children.

"That is……?"

"That's a child from a blacksmith's family in the west of the city," Liang Fang said. "Last year, Kaimeng, a school in the National Teacher's Mansion, posted a recruitment notice, and many children with spiritual veins came here. I asked Su Qing to take the "Lanzhi Stream" "Heart Book", let them copy it with ordinary pen and paper, and the child who can finish the copy will be able to enter school. This child is the slowest copyer, but he is one of the few who can persist in copying and copying it completely correctly. "

Jinshi is already able to memorize "Lanzhiliu Heart Book", this basic drawing book is just a thin book for him now, but the complicated lines on it, which are not regular in the eyes of ordinary people, let those The children who are only three years old copy it again, which really tests the patience and carefulness of the children.

Liang Fang didn't ask them to test the innate talent of aura sensitivity, but used this method to screen out those children who could sit still and like to draw arrays.

"His talent is not the best," Liang Fang looked sideways at Jinshi, "but even if his talent is not good, he is still trying harder than others to catch up with his classmates. So Jinshi, you have such a A good talent, do you want to give up just because of a little setback now? How many people want to become a circle painter, even if they can only get to the point of falling into ink, they haven't given up."

Jin Shi looked at the child, the sun shines through the window and falls on the child's hair.

"Jin Shi," Liang Fang pressed his shoulders, and said in a gentle voice, "You have to think clearly, are you drawing formations because you like them, or are you drawing formations because of your talent? Don't you want to draw a formation?"

Jin Shi was silent for a while, and then raised his eyes firmly: "I draw arrays because I like drawing arrays, and I will not give up drawing arrays!"

Liang Fang breathed a sigh of relief, and he smiled: "Okay, then let me help you find out your current problems."

The two returned to the study room, the tea was still hot under the blessing of the array, and Jinshi's mood was different from when he left.

Liang Fang handed Jinshi the teacup and asked, "What kind of manuals have you read in the past nine years?"

Jin Shi honestly recited the name of the painting book to him.

These paintings were selected for him at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. In order to ensure that his talent for painting formations was not restricted too much during the special period when the spirit veins were sealed, Yuanchu tried to choose some paintings that broadened the thinking of drawing formations, so these From Liang Fang's point of view, there is no problem with drawing music.

Liang Fang casually took the root spirit stick and turned it around. Jin Shi obediently held the teacup and looked at him eagerly.

After a long time, Liang Fangcai said: "That is to say, these notations are not compatible with your formation."

Jin Shi sighed: "I don't know why, obviously my sensitivity and intuition to spiritual energy were very accurate when I was a child, but since the unblocking, this talent has not been very useful, and it is always contrary to the painting notes I have learned."

Liang Fang pondered for a while, and then said: "Have you ever thought that your intuition about the talent of spiritual energy is not accurate because you have grown up?"

Jin Shi was taken aback: "Grow up?"

"For example, your height increases as you age."

Liang Fang pointed to the old tree outside the window. The yellow leaves on the old tree swayed and fell down with the wind. The tree had a branch protruding horizontally. A simple swing was tied to it for two children to play with. Later, they grew up. That's right, the swing was also dismantled, and the horizontal branch became thicker, extending outwards to build up the small wall of the yard, and stretched out to the next yard.

"In the past, you might have been able to pass with your waist straight, but now you need to bow your head. The process of walking habits to adapt to your height is slow. But your spiritual veins are restored overnight."

Jin Shi thought for a while and understood what Liang Fang meant.

His spiritual veins have not kept up with the growth of his body, and what he remembers in his mind is still the feedback given to him by his spiritual veins when he was a child, but now that his spiritual veins have changed, he will naturally feel differently from the spirit energy of the formation. Problems will naturally arise if one's innate intuition and habits are imposed on one's childhood intuition and habits.

So at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, he would suggest that he could go to Yunyou again.

Because his sensitivity and awareness of the aura of the battle method when he was a child was all established when he was traveling with Yuanchu.If he wants to re-understand the formations and perception effects through his talent, he must use his current spiritual veins to really look at those formations again. This is the safest and fastest way for him to re-adapt to the spiritual talent after he grows up. way.

but……

Jinshi looked at Liang Fang, he didn't want to just pat his butt and leave.

The most difficult time for Liang Fang was carried by himself, and then he became what he is now.

Thinking of Liang Fang's trembling but still firmly grasping hand on his wrist when he was in the alley, Jin Shi knew that it was impossible for him to leave the capital under such circumstances.

"If that's the reason," Jin Shi scratched his hair, "Then I'll have to copy the manual to feel the aura."

This is the only way other than to continue wandering, but there is still a difference in the aura feedback given by the formation drawn on paper and the actual formation.

Liang Fang's finger stroked the spirit, lowered his eyes: "Don't you want to go to Yunyou? Yunyou is the fastest and best way to restore your talent."

Jinshi looked at Liang Fang's fingers, the hand he was holding Lingzhi turned white, but Liang Fang didn't look at him, as if he was waiting for some final answer.

He... probably wants me to stay, Jin Shi thought, although he is like this now, but...

"Of course I have to stay in the capital," Jinshi said casually, "Besides, I still have to take the array test, otherwise even if I go to Yunyou, there is no serious status as an array painter in Damu. It's difficult."

Liang Fang's expression was relaxed and thankful for a moment, but he was also faintly disappointed. He seemed to inadvertently asked: "So it's because of the exam. I thought you didn't want to take the exam."

"Not only that," Jinshi said, he stretched out his hand and pulled out the spiritual grip in Liang Fang's hand that was about to be crushed by him and put it aside, then took his cold hand and said seriously, "Liang Fang, thank you today you."

Liang Fang was held by his hand, and his expression, which had been well managed before, was at a loss for a moment.

Jin Shi laughed, and the two shallow dimples seemed to be filled with honey: "Liang Fang, you are right, I should believe in myself and you, and I will try my best to catch up with you."

I will try my best to catch up with you, Jinshi didn't say the latter part, catch up with you, and then help you share your pressure, and bear everything that I couldn't bear with you before.

Jinshi didn't go deep into why he had such thoughts. At this time, he felt that maybe it was because Liang Fang was the only friend he had made, or maybe it was because they were people with a contract of fate, and they had some kind of indescribable fetters.

But in short, Liang Fang was very satisfied with Jinshi's promise, he showed the only relaxed smile that Jinshi had seen these days, and he could vaguely see the traces of the polite, delicate and lovely young man when he was a child.

"Okay, I'll wait for you to catch up." Liang Fang said with a smile.

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