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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 15"

weight="139314"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

mode = "manual"

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Wen Yantong was carried all the way to the school by Mu Yang.

When I walked in, the school hall was almost seated, and they looked towards the door. Mu Yang didn't care much about their gazes, and returned the crutches to her, and asked, "Where are you sitting?"

Wen Yantong took the crutches back angrily, his tone was not very good, "What are you doing with this?"

She had a fight with Wu Yutian when she first arrived in the morning, and she has not found where to sit.

She glanced into the hall, saw that there were seats in the back row, and moved towards the back row.

The atmosphere in the school is a bit strange. Most of Dingliutang are dandies from Chaoge City, a small number of civilian students are mixed here, and the literary achievements of the entire academy are the bottom.

The young man didn't look down on the common people, and the common people didn't dare to provoke them, so the two gathered in the academy irrelevantly, resulting in neither the learning atmosphere nor the cheerfulness of Dingliutang.

After Wen Yantong was seated, the same table raised his head and glanced at her, then quickly lowered his head.

Mu Yang didn't know what was wrong, so he had to sit with her and drove away the person sitting in front of her. As soon as he sat down, he turned his head and said, "This afternoon's martial arts class, can you show me how you hit the bullseye?"

"I said, it was just a coincidence." Wen Yantong was really helpless, "I can't shoot again."

"How do you know if you don't try?" Mu Yang frowned.

"Alright, try and try." Wen Yantong said, "But if I didn't shoot, Master Mu can't blame me."

"This is nature." Mu Yang said happily.

Wen Yantong was afraid that he would make another request, so he turned around and took the initiative to talk to the same table, "What class are we this morning?"

At the same table is a very handsome boy, his skin is healthy wheat color, his eyelashes are dense and long, and his color is like ink.

He replied in a low voice, "Master Zhao's clear calculation."

Before Wen Yantong said anything, he saw Mu Yang dig out his ears with his little thumb, "Did you talk just now? The sound is lower than the sound of a bird crying from a freshly broken egg in a bird's nest on my tree."

I'm afraid this guy didn't deliberately find fault.

Wen Yantong said, "I have heard it all, because Young Master Xu is far away, so I can't hear clearly."

Mu Yang thought about it after hearing it, and then suddenly leaned to the boy's face, "You say it again, I'll listen."

The boy was taken aback and shrank back. Not only was he scared or shy, his neck was red to the tip of his ears, "Master Zhao's calculations were made in the morning and in the morning."

Mu Yang sighed, rather disgustingly said, "Ladies chirp, worse than Wen Yantong, a weak chicken?"

You say again who is the weaker? !

Wen Yantong really wanted to lift Mu Yang out with the table leader, lest he be annoying here.

The young man lowered his head, did not refute, opened his book in a panic, and polished the ink that was about to dry, pretending to be busy.

Mu Yang was reluctant, turned his book and glanced, "Fu Zixian? You belong to the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

When Wen Yantong heard the name, he turned to look at the same table seriously.

Fu Zixian, the prime minister's bastard, among his brothers and sisters, he was the closest to Fu Tanghuan.

Wen Yantong liked the role of Fu Zixian very much when he was reading. When he was a teenager, his personality was very similar to Zhang Jieran, timid and timid, but later he grew more calm, and he had his own opinion in doing things.

More importantly, he had a very good relationship with Mu Yang. In the battle for the throne, Fu Tanghuan chose to stand on Cheng Xiao's side, but Fu Zixian supported Chi Jingxi, with great affection and loyalty.

However, he later died on the battlefield just like Mu Yang.

Wen Yantong sighed, and unexpectedly ran into this little cutie in the school.

After Fu Zixian heard Mu Yang's question, Xu was inferior to his status as a bastard, and his head dropped lower.

Mu Yang has always disliked this kind of temperamental people, and despised men like women, so he didn't hide his contempt at all, "No wonder you have such a temperament."

Fu Zixian did not dare to answer either.

Wen Yantong gave him a sullen look, and walked along the secret path, when you hugged someone and said it was really fragrant!

Then Master Zhao came in, and Mu Yang stopped then and turned away.

Wen Yantong saw that Fu Zixian was depressed, and he didn't talk to him casually, and honestly listened to Master Zhao's class. His mathematics class is the only class that Wen Yantong can listen to.

But they were talking about simple things, Wen Yantong shrank his head into the padded jacket as he listened, squinting and drowsy.

Master Zhao thought of what she had said earlier that she couldn't fall asleep all night, and was considerate of her special situation and didn't bother her. He opened his eyes and closed his eyes.

He slept like this all morning, and Wen Yantong blinked his eyes sober when the school bell rang. Master Zhao sorted out the book, and suddenly asked, "Wen Yantong, did Master Li give you the list of the martial arts branch?"

Wen Yantong only remembered now, nodded in response, hurriedly pulled out the list, and wanted to get up. But Master Zhao said, "You don't need to give it to me, you just read it once."

She didn't dare to refuse, so she bit her head and read the words on the list. After reading it, it was discovered that only three of Dingliutang had been assigned to the subtang.

In addition to her and Mu Yang, there is also Fu Zixian.

Master Zhao nodded in satisfaction, "Remember what class you are assigned to, and don't go to the wrong place in the afternoon martial arts class."

Then with a sentence, he walked away with the book.

The people in the school were discussing the martial arts branch, and rushed to the dining hall one after another. Wen Yantong thought that there was plenty of time at noon, and he should be able to go back to sleep.

There is no need to squeeze in the dining hall, Fu Tanghuan arranged for her servant to prepare a sumptuous meal for her.

After making up her mind, she walked out on crutches, and Fu Zixian chased up from behind, actually proactively saying, "I'll send you back to the bedroom."

Wen Yantong was very surprised, but still said, "Don't bother, I can go back by myself, thank you for your kindness."

Fu Zixian looked around, and whispered, "My third sister asked me to take care of you. It happened that I was eating with you."

It turned out that Fu Tanghuan said hello in advance.

Wen Yantong's heart warmed, but he didn't expect that the kind supporting roles of the protagonists turned out to be this way.

But after thinking about it, feel wrong. She is not a supporting role, but just a small cannon fodder whose appearances have not exceeded two chapters together.

She no longer refused, and in response to Fu Zixian's words, the two went back to the bedroom together.

He has a gentle temper and is very easy to get along with, and he has no young masters at all.

The two of them sat together to eat, chatted a few more words, and then began to take a nap.

The heater was turned on in the house, Wen Yantong took off the gray quilted jacket outside as soon as he entered the house, and lay on the bed cautiously. Fu Zixian slept on a soft collapse behind the screen, quietly, like a precious breed cat.

Maybe it was too warm in the room, and both of them slept very sweetly, and they almost forgot the time of their sleep. Fortunately, Wen Yantong ordered the maid to wake them up before she went to bed, so she was not late.

The two changed their clothes and rushed to the martial arts class.

The martial arts class is very spacious. Each school is separated by a row of eight-foot-tall wooden sticks. It is said that the content taught in each school is somewhat different.

With the help of Fu Zixian, the two easily found Zitang. Master Xu, who is in the teaching school, has arrived, and the other students are also standing in line.

Wen Yantong saw Chi Jingxi who was the most conspicuous of the few people in the first row from a long distance, and his limping pace was even slower.

Earlier, she had thought that if she were in the Zitang, she would definitely meet Chi Jingxi and the others. In fact, apart from Chi Jingxi, Cheng Xin, Cheng Xiao and others, the sons of the famous high-ranking officials and nobles in Chaoge City are all in Zitang.

This makes Wen Yantong very depressed.

After approaching, she found that Master Xu was the one who grabbed her to slaughter the chicken before, and kicked her in the socket of her right leg, which caused her pain for several days, so she became even more depressed.

Master Xu looked at her sideways, without urging, nor anger on his face. But the other students standing in the queue were a little impatient.

When Wen Yantong glanced over, he always looked at Chi Jingxi subconsciously. Right now he folded his arms, his chin was slightly raised, and his dark eyes were full of impatience, and he looked like he was born to look down on people.

She speeded up involuntarily, and when she reached Master Xu, she opened her mouth and asked for leave.

After all, the legs are so lame that they can't run and jump again, right?

Who knows that Master Xu spoke a step ahead of her, "Wen Yantong, right?"

She nodded blankly.

"I heard about your leg injury before." He sighed lightly. "It's really bad time. This is just the beginning of the class. It is estimated that you will have to cultivate for a long time."

Wen Yantong also looked regretful, "It's the students who are too careless."

"You don't need to participate in the martial arts class for now." He said.

Wen Yantong almost became happy when he heard the words, but fortunately he could not resist it.

Then I listened to him, "Your leg injury is difficult in winter. The more you lie still, the better and slower. Today, I will walk slowly around this place and exercise."

Ah?

Ah? ? ?