Time travel without cheats

Ran Xiaoan only became a teacher at the age of 15, and he naturally became the lowest disciple in Yannian Building. Even when he met Duan Ying, who was one year younger than him, he respected Duan Ying when he reasoned.It's just that in Ran Xiao'an's mind, there has never been a high or low status, and he is supercilious, even if he is the younger brother of these people, he is just listening to his brother, who will he really take seriously?

Ran Xiaoan was born to be good-looking, not ordinary good-looking, but glamorous all over the country.His gaze was cold and arrogant, but those pair of upturned peach blossom eyes were full of innate charm, sharp yet feminine, repulsive and tainted with a hint of shame.The small nose tip is tall and delicate, with a small mole dotted just right, and the tightly closed red lips rarely show a smile, but when you smile, a pair of small pear dimples can be vaguely outlined, as pure and ignorant as a child, just like a child. Even the frost all over his face disappeared.As if he couldn't get tanned, his skin was as white as suet jade all over his body, and there seemed to be subtle red blood streaks under the sun, but no one dared to stare at him.

In fact, there were. From the first day Ran Xiaoan started, the whispers lingering around him never stopped.The older senior brothers either approached him intentionally or unintentionally, or squeezed him out intentionally or unintentionally, it didn't matter what pushed him out, he didn't care, as for those who approached him, or even tried to belittle him, they were not so lucky.When exercising martial arts, Ran Xiaoan didn't even have to move his fingers. It's normal for these people to lose their arms and legs. Those disciples could only hold back their anger. They understood that this little junior brother has no feelings at all, and he doesn't care about respecting the elders at all. He is the living king of Hades.

Duan Ying was the one who irritated these seniors the most.

Although Ran Xiaoan had the appearance of a girl, she was tall and handsome, tall and handsome. She danced the sword gracefully and gracefully, like a falcon in the sky, her gait was windy, and her strong muscles were solid and steady.Duan Ying has been attached to Ran Xiaoan since the first martial arts class.The little girl is innocent and lively, delicate and graceful, and well-bred. Although she has a high status, she has no pretensions. She is also very respectful to her seniors. Which one in Quanyannian Building is not pampered by her?She has always been carefree, and she can play with anyone. As the young girl of the landlord, she is naturally loved by thousands of people.

But since Ran Xiaoan appeared, everything was out of balance.

Duan Ying no longer wants to practice swords with her seniors, but instead pesters this little junior all day long, and for the first time, she has learned to be a female celebrity. When the schoolwork was over and she had to go back to her room, she reluctantly separated from him, although the other party never looked back and didn't even bother to raise her eyelids.

As spring came and summer went, Ran Xiaoan passed another year in a daze in this Yannian Building.

The disciples finished their meal and prepared their homework for the evening. Duan Ying looked left and right but couldn't find Ran Xiaoan. She stomped her feet anxiously, pulled the senior brother beside her and asked, "Senior Brother Zhou, have you seen Ran Xiaoan?"

Zhou Yuan snorted softly, "Junior Sister, when did he have dinner with us? This person comes and goes like the wind, and disappears in the blink of an eye. Who knows where he went again... Well, I went to play!"

Duan Ying twisted the sachet she made for her sweetheart in her hand, and said in a low voice: "But, but why didn't he tell me?"

Seeing the sachet, Zhou Yuan felt even more jealous, forced a smile and said, "He has always been a loner, and he will be back after evening class, so don't worry."

Duan Ying had no choice but to stand at the door and stare blankly into the distance, waiting for that person to appear with a girlish heart.

The bell for the evening class rang, and Ran Xiaoan stepped back. Duan Ying waved her arms towards him, and shouted loudly, "Xiao'an, sit here!"

Ran Xiaoan pretended not to hear, and went straight to the square table in the corner as usual, but this time he found that there was an extra person on the side seat that was always empty, and he knew this person.

Ran Xiaoan just raised his eyebrows and sat in without saying a word. The person next to him smiled and secretly touched his elbow, "Xiao'an, do you still remember me?"

"You saved my brother's life, of course I remember."

"Hey, you can talk, they all say you don't like to talk!"

"It's not like you haven't heard me, are you stupid?" Ran Xiaoan opened the textbook without even looking at him, "Duan Xi, why are you here?"

"This is my home."

"Your family?" Ran Xiaoan thought for a moment, then nodded, "Then why haven't I seen you this year?"

Duan Xi scratched the back of his head, "Hee hee, I lived with A Jin for more than a year, and he drove me back when he got angry."

"Ah."

Duan Xi sneaked a glance at Xiao An's textbook, "Xiao An, are you not learning well?"

"I don't want to learn."

"Me too. I can only remember the names of the medicines. I don't like these poems and songs, but I really want to learn them."

"why?"

Duan Xi's chubby hand covered his mouth and smiled, his voice was barely audible, "Because A Jin likes it."

Ran Xiaoan chuckled, "My brother told me to learn, so I will learn."

"Oh..." Duan Xi leaned into Ran Xiaoan's ear, "By the way, why didn't you see Brother Xiaole?"

"My brother is not here." Ran Xiaoan pushed him away with one hand, "Also, don't call him brother Xiaole."

"What's that called?"

"Whatever you want, brother can't do it anyway, let alone Xiao Le!"

Duan Xi pouted, "Xiao An, I'm stupid, I can't figure it out."

"Then think hard!"

"Oh."

"Xiao An!" Duan Ying ran over at this time and grabbed his sleeve, "Didn't you hear me calling you? Huh? Your clothes are torn, shall I mend them for you tonight?"

Ran Xiaoan shook her off, "No need, thank you."

Duan Ying lowered her head in disappointment, saw Duan Xi, and smiled again: "Brother, are you back?"

"Oh, little sister, I haven't seen you for a year, and you look even more beautiful."

"Brother, how many days has Daddy punished you to kneel this time?"

"Little sister, don't make fun of me." Duan Xi smiled kindly, "It's only... just three days."

"It's cheap for you." Duan Ying patted her brother's arm, "Brother, can you change seats with me?"

"Huh? Good."

Ran Xiaoan pressed on his shoulder, "Don't move."

Duan Xi sat back obediently again, "Oh, good."

"Ran Xiao'an, why don't you want to sit with me?" Duan Ying couldn't help it anymore, she was so wronged that she almost cried, "For the past year, you've been avoiding me like a plague god, what the hell did I do? Wrong? I almost hurt your brother at that time, I have already apologized! Besides, didn’t you also break my mother’s hairpin? Why do you still treat me like this!”

When Duan Ying cried, other disciples surrounded her in unison, some comforted her junior sister, some pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, Wu Yang Wu Yang, Ran Xiaoan has never been so lively around her until now.Duan Xi thought he had done something wrong, and kept apologizing to Ran Xiaoan and his sister, which made Ran Xiaoan's head hurt.

But he still sat upright, closed his inner breath, turned a deaf ear, didn't bother to explain, let alone pay attention.

"What are you talking about!"

The husband finally came in, and the hustle and bustle of the room gradually died down. Duan Ying glanced at Ran Xiaoan, who was as stable as Mount Tai, with tears in her eyes, and reluctantly returned to her original position.

"Ran Xiaoan, are you causing trouble again?"

"Ah."

"You've got a temper!" The gentleman was so angry that his beard blew up, "Ran Xiao'an, I know you are powerful, few people in Yannian Building can beat you, don't you take this frail scholar, Lao Shi, seriously Yes or no?"

"Sir, you are joking. Your voice is like a bell, and you can speak eloquently when you curse. How can you be weak?"

"You!" The old man was furious, pointed at his nose and shouted: "Okay, come here!"

Ran Xiaoan exhaled irritably, "What are your orders, sir?"

"Look for yourself, what kind of rags are you writing? When did the old man teach you to write like this! What is this? How do you write the character 'An' in 'An Poverty and Le Dao'? How do you write the character 'Le'? Even if you have no ink, you You can't even write your own name!"

Although Yannianlou is a cultivator of immortals among the great masters of martial arts, he really attaches great importance to the education of rites and music. This old man is a master of Confucianism invited by the landlord himself. Naturally, the disciples dare not offend, and they all obey him and respect him in awe. of.Only Ran Xiao'an was never salty, and his elder brother told him not to contradict his master, so he always listened when he was scolded.But this time, he really hit the boy's back.

He clenched his fists, "I want to write the word 'Anle' like this, and I can't change it."

The husband laughed angrily, "You really don't want to change?"

"to not fix."

"Okay, okay..." Mr. shook his sleeves, took out a ruler, "stretch out your hand."

Ran Xiaoan licked his lips and smiled, "After typing, sir, can I not change these two words?"

"You... Zhou Yuan!"

"The disciple is here."

"beat!"

"Yes."

This time, sir, he was really angry and asked a martial arts practitioner to teach his students for him. Zhou was already full of anger, and every time he made a move, he was full of resentment. It was too late to be dissatisfied and gloat, and naturally no one would say a good word, only Duan Xi and Duan Ying were anxious and begged beside them, but they were reprimanded by their husband and almost got a ruler.

Ran Xiao'an didn't use his internal energy to protect his body, so he let Zhou Yuan vent wantonly, the more miserable the beating, the better, that man didn't know how he would love himself!

"stop!"

Zhou Yuan stopped his hand, and Ran Xiaoan tried to open his hand that was about to lose consciousness, um, it's okay, it doesn't get in the way.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

"Ah."

"Change it?"

Ran Xiaoan shrugged, "Sir, you can beat him a few more times, I can bear it."

"If you do this again, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

"How impolite can you be?" Ran Xiaoan pointed to the disciples below nonchalantly, "Sir, I'm different from them, as for me, I don't have to stay here, let alone be someone's apprentice , you'd better tell Louzhu Duan to drive me away as soon as possible, so that I can be at ease as soon as possible."

"you!"

"Hush..." Ran Xiaoan tilted his head, "Sir, the time has come, the student is leaving now, and I will listen to your teaching tomorrow."

After he finished speaking, he turned around and left, blinked at Duan Xi, and disappeared in an instant.

Ran Xiaole stood at the door of the firewood room, staring at a pair of blind men, pacing back and forth with the baked sweet potatoes left for his younger brother in his arms, it's already time, what happened?

A small stone landed at his feet impartially. Ran Xiaole raised his neck and looked towards the roof. Then he relaxed and waved to the young man, "Why are you going up the roof? Come down!"

The boy threw himself into his arms excitedly, "Brother, who are you waiting for?"

"What do you think, wait for my puppy!"

"hey-hey…"

"Don't smirk, why is it so late today?"

"Sir, too much nonsense."

Ran Xiaole glared at him, and slapped his younger brother on the head, "Mr. Respect, Mr. Respect! If you talk like that again, I'll beat you up!"

"I know." Xiao An stuck her brother on her body, "Brother, I'm hungry again."

"Okay, okay, don't wake people up anymore, come in quickly." Ran Xiaole held his younger brother's hand, Xiao An said "Ouch" in a timely manner, and as expected, he received the concerned man's eyes as he wished.

"What's up, baby?"

"Brother, my hand hurts."

"Hand hurts?" Ran Xiaole lit the candle in the room, took a closer look, and was frightened into tears by the red and swollen palm, "This...what's wrong with it!"

"Brother, it's okay...it's okay." Xiao An hugged him, and patted his back comfortingly, "You still tell me to keep my voice down and listen to myself."

"Stop kidding me!" Ran Xiaole took his hand pitifully, "Say!"

"Then I told you, don't be angry."

"You said."

Xiao An pursed her lips, "I don't know how to write, sir typed it."

"Silly boy, sit down." Ran Xiaole rummaged through the boxes and chests to find an unused bottle of golden sore medicine, carefully sprinkled it on by the candlelight, and blamed himself while applying the medicine for him, "It's all my fault, I taught you everything Simplified characters, I knew I wouldn’t teach you, and I can’t change it!”

"elder brother…"

Ran Xiaole usually doted on his younger brother so much that his fingers were not touched by the spring water. Seeing his hands being beaten like this, it was impossible to say no to anger. Falling is normal, why is it unreasonable at all? How can you still beat someone!"

"It's all because I'm too stupid to learn."

"You're not stupid! You just learned late, it's okay, it's okay if we don't know it, don't work too hard." Ran Xiaole blew his hand softly, thought of something, raised her head and looked at him, "Yes Come on, don’t martial arts practitioners have internal strength protection? Why don’t you use it?”

Xiao An smiled, "Brother, sir, teach me, how can I be slippery?"

"You, you are just too obedient, you don't have a heart at all."

Ran Xiaoan has a thick skin, and he didn't feel guilty when he heard these words. He leaned closer to his brother's face, "Brother, do you feel bad?"

"Nonsense, such a beautiful little hand is swollen by us"

Ran Xiaoan smiled triumphantly.

"Brother, give me a hug."

"Sit down, don't touch the wound!"

"Brother, my clothes are torn."

"Broken? Take it off and I'll mend it for you."

Ran Xiaole covered his brother with a quilt, and peeled the sweet potatoes for him, "Can you eat it with your hands?"

"Well, the medicine has been absorbed, but I still want my brother to feed me."

"Go away!" Ran Xiaole poked his forehead, "Eat slowly, be careful with your hands, I'll sew clothes for you."

Xiao An poked his neck and kissed him, "Brother is so kind!"

"Don't give me this set!"

"hey-hey…"

Ran Xiaoan did it on purpose.

He just wanted to see the person under the candlelight mending his clothes seriously, just wanted to hear his anger at his duplicity, just wanted to exchange his injury for his heart to soften into mud, just wanted to eat the sweet potatoes baked by this person for the rest of his life. .

That's enough.

The author has something to say:

Xiaoan is 16 years old, this brother Ran Xiaole is really like a father and mother, within five chapters, he will definitely fall in love, don't worry, just wait for me (*/ω＼*)

I don't like to write about girls badly. Duan Ying is a good girl, but it's a pity, alas. . .