[Old Nine Gates] This life is leisurely

But when he turned to leave, Wen Yu couldn't hold back that calm look anymore.Damn it, she still cared. As an intermittent perfectionist, she couldn't forget the embarrassment she felt when her typos were discovered.

Keeping a calm pace with every step, Wen Yu walked slowly to the study room, took a deep breath, and found the correct answer for the typo circled by Master Zhang from the dictionary.Obviously I was very careful about this kind of thing, but I still made a mistake.

Masochistically copied the correct spelling ten times, as if treating an enemy, crumpled up the original notes, threw them into the waste paper bin, took out a new notebook and copied them again.

In order to maintain her aloof image, Wen Yu propped her chin and thought for a while, and finally decided to take out the small notebook she carried with her and vent her grievances into words.Sure enough, I was careless, and even wrote a typo.It doesn't matter if you write a typo, what matters is that that person finds out, damn it.

The days are moving forward so slowly, and it has been a week since I came back to my senses.During this period, the teaching of several other subjects also came to the door one after another. Wen Yu got along very happily with them, and the teachers were full of appreciation for Wen Yu, a diligent and conscientious student.

It was Saturday, and it was also the day that Mr. Li said last time that he would come to Zhang's mansion to check Wen Yu's study progress.

The midday sun was a bit strong, making people upset.Mr. Li was sitting in the car sent by Master Zhang to pick him up. Looking back on the homework he assigned last time, he estimated that Ms. Zhang's family probably couldn't complete it.And I heard that the young lady also hired tutors for several other subjects, so that there was even less time.

He just wanted to show the little girl a little color that day, and he didn't expect her to memorize them all. He mainly wanted to test the little girl's perseverance.

"I don't know how the miss finished the homework assigned by the old man last time?" As soon as he entered the study, Mr. Li saw Wen Yu writing vigorously, and the concern in his heart dissipated a little.

"Sir, the students have memorized all the first to seventh chapters, and the students have translated the entire seven chapters, please read them over." Wen Yu replied, and put the prepared materials in the A place within reach of Mr. Li.

The old man flipped through the notes and browsed carefully, his face, which was tense like a layer of paste, improved a lot, "Well, a child can be taught. But the puzzles in your book have already disappeared." The scarlet letter has been resolved by itself, why do you still ask the old man?"

"The last time you said you didn't understand what it meant, you couldn't be fooling me, right?" Mr. Li stared at Wen Yu suspiciously.

"How dare the students fool the teacher, it's just someone helping them." Wen Yu said with a pure face, he must not be caught molesting this old gentleman, it will ruin his image too much.

"Then tell me, what's going on?"

It turned out that after Wen Yu was ridiculed by Master Zhang, Master Zhang sent Adjutant Zhang to teach Wen Yu personally.

Naturally, Wen Yu would not waste such an opportunity, but why are the soldiers under Master Zhang Dafo so educated? The anti-Japanese dramas she watched before said that the soldiers under the soldiers were all rough, how could it be the other way around, especially this adjutant's His knowledge of ancient prose is quite solid, not at the level of ordinary people.

"Adjutant, come here and help me translate these translations for me. It must be accurate, and it is best to have annotations for each word." Since Wen Yu was in a bad mood, she decided to make things difficult for Adjutant Zhang.

"Yes, ma'am."

Are you a repeater, Wen Yu slandered in her heart, since she met this adjutant, what she heard most from him was: Yes, Lord Buddha.Please, sir/madam.

Now it's going to evolve into: Yes, miss.

What a joy.

Then she saw the adjutant picking up the pen, using beautiful fonts that she couldn't write in her life on the yellow soft paper page, and the style of this notebook suddenly rose several notches.

Wen Yu was a little dazed for a moment, as if he was dazzled by the peaceful scene of the years, and he seemed ashamed of his willful behavior just now.Since time travel, she has been admonishing herself not to relax and not to be careless.She seems gentle, but she is actually full of vigilance towards anyone, and she doesn't believe that others will treat her well for no reason, and only believes in herself.

But now she subconsciously believes in Grand Buddha Zhang and Adjutant Zhang, no matter whether they have other plans for her, but they are indeed the best people to her since she traveled, that's why she was self-willed in front of Adjutant Zhang just now.

Because the serious Adjutant Zhang is more like a big brother who tolerates his little sister than the sharp-edged Master Zhang, and there is a soft heart under that iceberg appearance.

"Thank you." Wen Yu said awkwardly, then, as if trying to hide something, he handed over his note, "This is, my note, please help me see if there are any typos."

"Yes, miss." Adjutant Zhang bowed his head, not letting Wen Yu notice the smile on his lips.From Wen Yu's point of view, Adjutant Zhang's knuckle-knuckle hand was holding the ink-colored pen, which looked extraordinarily fair. The typos in Wen Yu's notes were picked out one by one by these beautiful hands, and the owner of the hand was still careful. left a positive answer beside it.

"It turned out to be the help of Adjutant Zhang under Foye. I didn't expect that there would be many capable people under Foye, even an adjutant with extraordinary knowledge in ancient Chinese." Mr. Li laughed loudly, not at all the old pedantic look just now.Inexplicably, Wen Yu felt that this old gentleman was much cuter than before. (Shizhi: Isn’t that why he exaggerated his adjutant? Wen Yu:  …)

"I can also see that Miss doesn't want to study ancient Chinese in depth, but just wants to learn how to read and write, just to prepare for the Changsha University exam in September." If he was young, Mr. Li must have been very fond of this kind of students. angry.But now he has experienced the ups and downs of the years, and he is used to seeing all kinds of life, so he is much smoother, but he doesn't mind Wen Yu's slightly utilitarian attitude.

"Thank you, sir, for your understanding." Wen Yu knew that his utilitarian attitude was a bit wrong, but after all, he had been immersed in his previous life for more than 20 years, and when he treated Guo Wen, who was not very cold, he showed some differences invisibly.If Mr. Li hadn't mentioned it, she would not have noticed it herself.

"The old man sees that Miss has enough food and clothing, and she doesn't seem to be in trouble for her livelihood, but there seems to be a tight string in Miss's heart, forcing Miss to hurry up. The matter of enrolling in this year will not be completed until next year. Miss is still young, so why should I be afraid? , and some things are not the sooner the better. Although I don't expect Miss to become a great person in the future, I hope that Miss will not disappoint these books. They are worth treating with heart. Don't read for reading, at least read for fun. "

Wen Yu's shocked eyes glanced over Mr. Li's face eroded by the years, and the old man could clearly see the secrets in his heart.

The author has something to say: Ever since the reader, Sister Wang Ran, pointed out the shortcomings of pale writing, the author’s mood has been hit by [-] points. Although he said he didn’t care, he still cared about it in his heart, and then he went to Baidu to search how to improve his writing. .

Is the author's writing style in this chapter much better, is there any defect or where it can be written better, and how to describe it properly.Please correct the little angels with good writing one by one, and I will send [-] points of gratitude here.

Although this chapter begins the plot of intimate contact with the adjutant, the heroine only regards the adjutant as her brother. 【It seems a bit bloody to say so】

The adjutant now has pure friendship with the heroine.

As for Buddha, sorry?, Buddha may not have. . . .There is no love line, only family line. 【Top the lid and escape】

The collection breaks two hundred, and the author adds more.