Not a Taoist priest, but Jianchun

After the evening self-study, Dong Xue carried her schoolbag and walked out of the school with the flow of students after class.

In the past few days, my brother was away, and the bodyguard uncle also walked a lot, leaving two of them to pick her up and go to and from school.After her brother became a teacher, her living environment changed a lot, which made her a little confused. In the past, her goal was to get into college as soon as possible and enter the society to make money to reduce the burden on her brother.

Money doesn’t seem to be important now, she doesn’t have money on her body, but she has it, it’s a gift from her brother’s little master, (she will never mention it at school, her brother’s little master, she saw it in the class The classmate is holding his poster and screaming) and after he and his brother moved into the building, something happened that made her very distressed. The room she lived in had pink wallpaper and a pink princess bed, Her house shoes are pink bunnies, she has a room full of pink princess dresses, and she never knew pink was so scary.

Let me explain here, the brothers and sisters are going to move in, Qi Youyu ordered the bodyguards to decorate the house, and the bodyguards are all from the army. A group of old men, of course think that girls should be pink, they should like skirts, they should like it Lace, everyone should want to be a princess, but in the end she pretended to be that way.

And Dongxue may have dreamed of being a princess when she was very young, but she forgot that since she and her brother depended on each other for life, they had used up all their strength to survive.

The topic is far away, pull it back.

These can only be said to be small things, because she has to wear a school uniform to go to school, she is really distressed, and she is confused about her future. She has no goals now, she lowered her head while thinking, and walked towards the agreed parking place.

"Dongxue, Dongxue." She turned her head and saw that it was the cultural and sports committee member in the class: "Think about what you said during the day. You will be graduating soon. You have never participated in the past because of family reasons. The last class collective It's time to move on, come on."

Dong Xue was really not very interested. Faced with repeated invitations, she still hesitated: "I'll think about it."

"Think about it, it's a rare opportunity, the last time before graduation, the class has a group activity." The cultural and sports committee member said and waved to her, goodbye.

Dongxue watched the cultural and sports committee members leave, and was planning to move on.

"Little beauty, why are you unhappy?" With such a sloppy tone of voice, one might think that one has met a little hooligan.

Dong Xue's eyes lit up when he heard the sound, and he immediately looked at the source of the sound. His brother was wearing a cotton and linen buckle, which was the same as his super handsome master, and looked like the big brother next door. A small second-hand eDonkey, waving and smiling at him on the side of the road.

"Brother, you're back." Dong Xue swept away the dullness in front of him, and ran to his brother in a bouncing manner. The brother had been away for half a month, and they really hadn't been apart for such a long time. It wasn't her who was waiting for her to go home before. Looking at her brother, even if her brother is already at home, it is very uncomfortable to be separated. This is a necessary process. She has grown up and does not want to be a burden on her brother.

"Your classmate asked you out to play?"

"The whole class wants to have a pre-graduation group activity, and there will be no time in the second half of the semester. But I don't really want to go. If I have time to play, I might as well read more books."

"In the past, the conditions did not allow it. You didn't go every time. Now the situation is different. You also go to play with your classmates. Only when you participate in it will you know what it is like? Don't leave any regrets." Dongyang disapproved Patting her on the head: "Like this time, I went out with the master, saw a lot, and saw the top level of people. It is unimaginable if I haven't seen it."

At that time, he was a little cautious and frightened when he came into contact with everyone. He was afraid that if he did not do well, he would lose the face of the master. Later, he found that no matter what his identity was, in the eyes of the master, there was no difference, or it could be said that he did not see it at all. contempt, but people and things alike.

(To give an example, whether you use tens of thousands of water cups or two cups, the ultimate purpose is only to drink water, so there is no difference.)

"Then... well, I'll sign up for school tomorrow." I didn't think about going before, and I didn't feel much.I'm going to play now, and I'm still a little excited.Speaking of which, she smiled and sat on the back seat, hugged her brother's waist, and happily asked him to take her home.

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It was another early morning, Dongyang waved the sword in his hand in frustration, and he didn't feel anything during the meditation in front of him. Is it true that the master said that he is talented?

"Dongyang, you need to concentrate when practicing sword, what are you thinking?"

Dongyang, who was distracted, was startled by the master's voice, turned around and saw the master was wearing a white suit, sitting there meditating, the problem was that his eyes were still closed, how did he find that he didn't practice sword seriously, he panicked, his hands His moves lost their shape, and he frantically swiped back and forth a few times before returning to the original moves.

Dongyang himself didn't feel any difference. Yun Qingchen, who was meditating on the side, opened his eyes and looked at the apprentice who was practicing sword in front of him for a long time.

He couldn't help being suspicious, it was his own illusion, he didn't think that he was a pure sword, taught an apprentice, and taught his apprentice to be a pure Qi.

The sword moves that Dongyang practiced were all based on gourds, imitating his master's moves, and there were only some ostentatious moves, and he didn't know what they were, but the master said that he should be familiar with each move first, and practice until it is carved into the bone marrow. Self comprehension.

Dongyang wanted to cry when he heard it, he could comprehend it by himself when he was meditating and feeling the energy, and he had to comprehend it by himself when he practiced sword.

Yun Qingchen watched him practice from beginning to end, a little suspicious that his eyes were dazzled, the one he swung out in a panic just now did not appear again.

Dongyang put away his sword, he finished his homework this morning, sweated a little, didn't feel what he wanted to learn, but his physique improved a lot.

Dongyang came over to wipe his sweat, Yun Qingchen took a few glances at his face, took out a wooden sign from his bosom and handed it to him: "Your sister should carry this thing with you." After speaking, she got up and walked into the house Go, Qi Youyu is already sitting at the dining table waiting for them to come to have breakfast.

Dongyang looked at the small wooden sign in his hand inexplicably, wanting to see the back of his master leaving, it seemed that he had no intention of explaining to himself, so he put the wooden sign in his pocket, went in to have breakfast, and prepared for the following lessons.