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In the last life, she lived on embroidery for ten years. The needle and thread were like fingers and arms in her hands, with many changes, and the skills were far beyond the current level.
Although the embroidery girls were amazed that a 12- or 13-year-old boy had mastered such superb embroidery skills, they did not get to the bottom of it. For them, the more they learn, the more money they can make. As for the others, it is not in their scope of consideration.
On the other hand, Su Bao returned to Yingshu Pavilion and continued to study with Mr. Xu.
Originally, there were only two students under Mr. Xu's family, he and Ji Yun, but at the beginning of this year, there were two more students.
Xu Chen pointed to the two people around him and introduced, "Ji Yun, Su Bao, this is Huang Zheng and Sun Lingxuan, and they will be your classmates in the future."
The four greet each other.
Xu Chen added: "There is another student named 'Zhuofan'. She is quite special. She doesn't come to the bookstore very often. I will introduce her to you when I have the opportunity."
The four of them are all curious, special? How about special law?
Xu Chen seemed to see through their thoughts, but he didn't answer. He knocked on the table and said, "Okay, let's start."
In Qi Surong's memory, Xu Chen only accepted three students in his last life. Now that there are more of her and Subao, don't know what impact it will have on the future.
She can't tell Su Bao about the woman disguising as a man for the time being. He is too young to hide the secret. She decided to go to the bookstore every seven days off, just in time to stagger from Subao.
Taking Xu Chen as a teacher not only requires an identity, but also has the opportunity to participate in the discussion of current affairs.
After all, as a woman, your knowledge is limited, and you can only broaden your horizons by constantly communicating with others.
Of Xu Chen's students, only Sun Lingxuan lived far away, so he usually wouldn't go home for two or three months.
All the classmates in Yingshuge left that day, and he was the only one left to study homework in the study. At this moment, he looked through the window and saw a young man walking towards the inner hall under the guidance of a servant.
Huh? Who is that? Could it be the last student that Mr. Xu mentioned - "Zhuofan"?
Curious, Sun Lingxuan put down the book and walked towards the inner hall, but when he reached the door, he was told by the servant not to enter the room to disturb him.
Sun Lingxuan frowned, but not annoyed, he walked to the pavilion and waited for tea.
This wait was an hour, and he was very patient, taking advantage of his spare time to memorize the words he had learned recently several times until the young man came out of the inner hall.
The young man was only twelve or thirteen years old, handsome in appearance, elegant in temperament, and faintly noble in his gestures, quite aristocratic.
"This young master, please stay." Seeing that the boy was about to leave, Sun Lingxuan called out.
The young man turned his head, stared at it for a moment, and said with a smile, "It turned out to be Brother Sun, and the younger brother Zhuo Fan is polite."
A hint of surprise flashed in Sun Lingxuan's eyes, and he asked, "How do you know I'm Sun Lingxuan? We've met?"
"No." The boy explained, "I just heard Mr. Xu introduce a few senior brothers, and the younger brother wrote it down."
"Just write down my name, how do I know which one of the several senior brothers I am?"
The young man smiled and said, "Isn't Brother Sun the only one left in the bookstore today?"
"Ah!" Sun Lingxuan patted his forehead and laughed, "Look at me being confused."
He walked up to the boy and asked, "Brother Zhuo is going home?"
"Exactly."
"Are you coming tomorrow?"
"No." The boy replied, "I have a lot of nosy things, and I'm afraid I won't be able to study with a few senior brothers."
"That's a pity." Sun Lingxuan said regretfully, "There will be a literary contest in half a month, and students from several colleges will participate. I wonder if Junior Brother Zhuo will be able to fight with us in other colleges?"
The boy asked curiously, "How does Wenbi compare? Can Brother Sun tell me in detail."
"You've never participated in Wenby?"
"yes."
Sun Lingxuan then explained: "Wenbi will be held once a month, and each college will send a few to dozens of people to participate in the competition. The content of the competition includes poetry and poetry, classics, history, strategy, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, etc. For reference The age of the participants is limited to under the age of 20, and a college can send a maximum of 20 people to participate. Each person can choose one or several questions. Only the top three will get points. All points will be counted into their respective colleges. According to the total score ranking. The winner will be awarded the document. I heard that last year, Ji Yun, senior brother, fought against the elites by himself, and won 22 points for Yingshuge, ranking third in the total score. Admirable."
"Amazing." The boy applauded.
Sun Lingxuan said with anticipation, "This time there are more brothers Huang and me in Yingshu Pavilion, and the odds of winning are a little better. I wonder if Zhuo Xuedi is good at it?"
The young man thought for a while and replied, "I have little knowledge, so I have some attainments in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting."
"Although the score of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting is not as high as that of the history and strategy theory, it can't be ignored. Zhuo Xuedi, come to participate! Even if you don't want to go to battle, you can increase your knowledge by watching others compete."
"Well, I'll think about it, thank you Brother Sun." The boy folded his fists and left.
Sun Lingxuan looked at his back, always felt that he was a little special, but he couldn't tell what was special, it seemed... very friendly?
He shook his head amusingly, and slowly walked back to his study while reading the poem.
βγChapter 27 Wood Vine Tree and Star Fruit Vine
"Little son, will you be back now?" the nursing home asked.
"Well, today is mainly to pay respects to the teacher." Qi Surong was just about to get on the carriage, but suddenly changed his mind and said, "It's still early, let's go back."
She told the driver to leave, and she walked down the street with the nursing home.
Crossing the intersection, suddenly heard the sound of hooves on the right.
"Be careful!" Qi Surong was suddenly pulled by the nursing home, and was behind him.
"Yo!" With a loud shout, the horse's hoofs rose, and the knight pulled the reins in time and stopped in front of the two.
Qi Surong looked up and saw a young man in his twenties sitting on a horse, his sleeves flying, his eyes bright, and he was holding a handsome man.