old friends

"The melon field does not accept shoes, and the plum does not hold the crown; the gentleman is magnanimous, and the villain is always concerned. The gentleman does not lose his footing, does not lose his color to others, and does not lose his mouth. A gentleman cannot stand without faith..."

The middle-aged gentleman had a straight face, biting every word clearly.I listened idly and sat upright.

"This old man has been so annoying for a few days, who is it?"

"I heard that he is Zhang Ziya's father, the one who almost became the champion..."

Whispering among themselves, the always proud young masters looked displeased.

"It's no wonder that Zhang Ziya is always indifferent. It turns out that he has a father who almost became the champion! Hmph, isn't he not yet..."

"What does this old man seem to be called... Hai Chuan?"

"You obviously have a stern coffin face, and you named it Hai Chuan? Hai Chuan is tolerant to all rivers, and he is as big as he is?"

"Hmph, I don't know whether Mr. Haichuan will accept all rivers during this invigilation..."

"Then why didn't he become the champion back then?"

"I heard that he had an affair with a man and was caught..."

Bang - I didn't sit firmly on the stool, and I fell flat on the sand...

"quiet!"

The noble sons immediately fell silent, but there was no respect in their eyes.I quickly got up from the ground, shaking the dust on my robe.

The gentleman glanced at the audience with sharp eyes: "The exam is starting now, please put away all the things that are not related to the exam and put them in the box in front of the teacher."

As soon as the gentleman finished speaking, someone answered immediately: "I have nothing to do with the exam, so should I stay in the box?"

I suddenly raised my head and stared ahead, quite shocked in my heart.

My son, you have to look at the occasion when you play big, right?Although Mr. Haichuan is just a teacher, he became the chief teacher when he first arrived. Hey, maybe he has some kind of relationship with President Qin, and what is his reason... If one is not happy, I will trip you up. A pair of little shoes, you don't even have a place to cry.

However, Mr. Haichuan just glanced coldly at the person who was not surprised.The hand distributing the test papers didn't even pause, as if the rebuttal was nothing more than a gnat biting the rhinoceros skin, which didn't hurt or itch.

Seeing this, the people who had been whispering to each other just now seemed to be shocked by the rhinoceros, and immediately changed their expressions of respect, and stepped forward to disarm.Haichuan-kun watched coldly.When he came to me, Mr. Haichuan's eyes froze, and he stopped in a deep voice.

I turned around to listen respectfully, but I saw Mr. Haichuan stretching out his hand, gradually approaching me, and reaching onto my shoulder...

There seemed to be that sentence in his ears: "I heard that he had an affair with a man and was caught..."

I swallowed heavily.Mr. Haichuan, the age gap between you and me is too big, it's really not suitable...

Mr. Kaichuan put his hand over my shoulder and tore a piece of paper from my back.

I was taken aback.Taking a closer look, the one drawn with pen and ink on it is a tortoise with no pattern on its shell, its four legs are huddled in the shell, its eyes are looking out of the painting pitifully, and it is secretly looking at it...

There was a commotion around me, and I was shocked.His grandma's, this painting is not to insinuate that my son Che Erian's family is desolate and serves people with color, and he is a bastard who doesn't know how to love himself, or he calls me Miss Qin's shy turtle adulterer!

When he was ashamed and angry, Mr. Hai Chuan looked at the person in the front row and said, "When joking among classmates, you should be a little bit modest. You must know that a single spark can start a prairie fire, and a little naughty joke on weekdays may lead to a catastrophe."

I listened silently, my fists clenched tightly.Who is it that posted the note to me, and who is Mr. Haichuan talking about? At this moment, my heart is as clear as a mirror.

Yan Siming.The only son of Yan Xiaoting, the biggest rich man in Fengliang County.

This arrogant dandy, an unscrupulous dandy!

On the first day I came to the academy, he gave me a big blow.It's just that he didn't pay attention to throwing ink on a brocade robe of his. Because of the bad money in his family, no one dared to speak out to persuade him, so he let me dry the window eaves all night.If Jiang Xian, my roommate, hadn't secretly stuffed me with a small thin quilt, I'm afraid my son Che Nian would have died of the wind and cold early, and my mother had worked hard all her life, and in the end there was no one to die!

Later, I found out about my family background, and learned that Jiang Liyuan's old bustard came to me with a deed of prostitution, and the ugly words about my relationship with Nanguan in the academy were like weeds on Liliyuan. .Those who clean up clean themselves!My son, Che Er, is not as knowledgeable as a villain. My mouth grows on other people's faces.

However, in my heart, I was angry after all.

At this moment, Mr. Haichuan has rehabilitated me, and I am quite touched.

Yan Siming snorted softly, his eyes almost went up to the sky.I remembered my mother's teachings before going out, and forced myself to suppress my anger.

Everyone returned to their respective positions, and soon the only sound of flipping paper was heard in the room.

Concentrating on answering the paper, after a while, he turned his hand and was about to hand in the paper when he caught a glimpse of a rather familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.Through the sparse bamboo curtain, the person outside the window smiled at me, showing all the elegance.

I froze.Looking at it, in this tragic and bloody examination room, I actually thought of two white moonlights in the sparse forest.Xu Shi was dazzled, it was obviously a half-worn bamboo curtain, but why did it look like a shadowy bead curtain?

I shook my head vigorously, and looked again, but I didn't know that the purpose of entering was not the smiling face outside the curtain, but a pair of bull eyes staring straight at me.I immediately turned my head and pretended to think about it before handing in the paper and leaving.

Walking to the door, I suddenly felt a chill on my neck.It's too cold, I pull up my collar...

"stop--"

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