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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 19"

weight="139338"

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

mode = "manual"

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Chi Jingxi is the best candidate.

Not to mention this Songhai Academy, even if you look at the entire Chaoge City, you can't find a second one that can match Chi Jingxi's honor.

And Chi Jingxi is a special existence in this book. He was born on a snowy night in the New Year, and the national teacher calculated the national destiny that he was carrying on his fate, so he asked the emperor to give him the national character, linking his fate to Shaojing.

Chi Jingxi grew up amidst thousands of spoiled pets, no matter how many baskets he stabbed and caused many disasters, he was easily exposed, and he was never punished severely. As a result, Shaojing became more and more prosperous, natural disasters were less and less, and the country became wider and wider. This is also the reason why the emperor spoiled him so much.

Later, Chi Jingxi died tragically, and the first thing Cheng Xiao did for the emperor was to change the country's title and set up a large altar to hold a mighty sacrifice. He was afraid that Chi Jingxi's death would affect the national fortune.

In fact, when Wen Yantong looked at it, he guessed that the national teacher might be from Anhuaihou and deliberately used Chi Jingxi to build momentum in order to consolidate the power of the Chi family. However, it was quite successful. After all, before the emperor's death, whose honor could be compared to Chi Jingxi?

Although Chi Jingxi died tragically in the end, as long as she leaves Chaoge before the emperor's death and is not involved in the imperial power struggle, there should be no danger.

Regardless of his decent villains, as long as they can protect her, they are all good people.

Wen Yantong thought about it secretly, but didn't pay attention to Chi Jingxi for too long. When he recovered, he walked to the front.

Chi Jingxi's indifferent eyes swept away, and said unhappy, "What do you look at?"

Wen Yantong quickly lowered his head and walked a few steps aside.

Mother, how many rainbow farts can you hug your thighs just because of your temper?

And it seems that Chi Jingxi really hates other people's flattering faces. What if she is blindly bludgeoned and beaten!

This matter cannot be rushed. Wen Yantong secretly thought that we must take a long-term view.

Mu Yang glanced at Wen Yantong who was slipping away with her neck shrinking, and said amusedly, "Brother Xi, look at what scares people look like."

Chi Jingxi frowned contemptuously, "Fearful of the head and tail, the mice that came out of the earth hole are more courageous than him."

"Today you saved his life, this kid didn't even know how to say thanks." Cheng Xin said.

Chi Jingxi sneered, "I'm not trying to save him, so why don't you need to say thank you."

"Yes," Cheng Xin said, "but you just used arrows as a bet to bully people too much. Who knows that you have a hundred steps through Yang's archery? It was a waste of opportunity to clean up the Jiang family."

Chi Jingxi constricted her eyes, "If you want to clean up the Jiang family, there are plenty of opportunities."

Xu Yingquan walked slowly to the martial arts field, and the people in Zitang stood in a neat line, and no one spoke.

Wen Yantong glanced at Chi Jingxi from a distance, and unexpectedly found Xu Yingquan staring at her, so he hurriedly moved around the martial arts field.

I didn't train legs so well in the afternoon, instead became more proficient in the technique of using crutches.

Wen Yantong was really tired from walking, thinking about finding a blind spot that Xu Yingquan could not see, and secretly resting for a while, who knew that he ran into Master Zhao as soon as he stopped.

"Good Master." Wen Yantong greeted politely.

"Didn't you hurt your leg? Why did you come to the martial arts field for class?" Master Zhao didn't know if he happened to pass by or came to the martial arts field to find someone.

"Master Xu said that the more I rested my leg, the slower he healed, so he told me to exercise more." Wen Yantong narrowed his mouth, and his eyebrows curled out of aggrieved shape.

Master Zhao saw that her head was covered with fine and dense sweat, and he said, "Does this Master Xu really think that the students are as rough and thick as him? What if this walk hurts the bones!"

Wen Yantong immediately drove the donkey downhill, "My leg hurts"

"Don't go away, just because I have something to look for you," Master Zhao was suddenly upright, "I'll talk to Master Xu."

Wen Yantong was immediately happy when she heard it, and followed Mr. Zhao happily, fearing that joy would overflow from her eyebrows, she lowered her head.

Master Zhao led her to Xu Yingquan's side, "Master Xu, Wen Yantong's legs are bone misaligned. This head has to lie in bed for a few days to recuperate. How can I tell him to go here? What is the child's pain?"

Master Zhao's voice was not small, and everyone in the sub-tang who was practicing flat shooting immediately cast their sights.

Wen Yantong is not tall and thin, even if it is wrapped in a thick padded jacket, it does not appear bloated. There were fine and dense beads of sweat on his forehead, and when he wiped the sweat, he accidentally twisted the cotton cap, which looked a little funny.

She has a good way of pretending to be pitiful. With wide eyes open, he looked at Xu Yingquan bafflingly.

Although Xu Yingquan is a military commander, he doesn't have a rash aura on his body. Instead, he looks like a literati, saying in a low voice, "But he has been lying on the bed for several days."

"Looking at his appearance, you also know that he is weak and weak. It should be a few more days to lie down." Master Zhao sighed. Exercise is."

Xu Yingquan nodded, "Master Zhao walks slowly."

Wen Yantong's heart was full of joy, and he still pretended to be uncomfortable to say goodbye to Xu Yingquan, and then he wrapped the mouse skin on the weapon rack and slowly left.

After following Master Zhao out of the martial arts field, Wen Yantong's nerves relaxed, and he took the lead and asked, "I wonder if Master is looking for students?"

"You wanted to escape from the college. Although Miss Fu San blocked it, you still wrote a note in the booklet. If you eliminate it before the end of the quarter class, it will affect your final assessment." Master Zhao walked very slowly.

Wen Yantong had already heard about this before, but after listening to Master Zhao specifically mentioned it, there must be other intentions, so he asked, "How can the student get rid of it?"

"I looked through your admissions book, and it said you can play the piano?" Zhao Fuzi asked.

"I, I won't." She replied blankly.

Master Zhao gave her a weird look, "Then why do you write in the booklet that you can play the piano?"

Wen Yantong shook his heart, and suddenly thought that this might be a small cannon fodder who can play the piano, so I wrote this when I enrolled in school. But Wen Yantong doesn't know how to play the piano, and has never touched the guqin.

This thought slipped in her mind, and she replied, "It used to be, but after I entered the academy, I just focused on reading. How can I waste time on playing? It's all strange now."

Master Zhao was quite puzzled, "I haven't seen how good your knowledge is. You haven't passed the summer test."

"..." Wen Yantong smiled awkwardly, "The student is too dull."

"I thought you knew the guqin, but now you can't..." Master Zhao asked, twisting his beard, "Do you know other instruments?"

Wen Yantong's words were almost on his lips, but he swallowed back and said with caution, "What does the master want the students to do?"

"This year's first snow feast is different from previous years. Because of the addition of female students, the college has also added two luthiers." Zhao Fuzi said, "the first snow feast will also participate in the piano music, organizing a piano music to participate in the banquet competition."

"Banquet?" Wen Yantong repeated subconsciously.

"If this piano music takes a place in the banquet, you can get rid of that note on the booklet." Master Zhao said, "I also inquired about it accidentally. I wanted you to participate, but I didn't think about it. ..."

Wen Yantong understood, Master Zhao is looking for a way for her! She anxiously said, "Although I don't know Guqin, I know Xiqin. Can Xiqin?"

Master Zhao hesitated, "I don't know this, but I can ask the piano master, if it is possible, I will tell you again."

"Luofuzi bothered." Wen Yantong greeted him gratefully.

Master Zhao's work efficiency is really high, so she came to tell her the next day that the piano master agreed to join Xi Qin, but we must first see her level.

Wen Yantong was so happy that he immediately went to the street and bought a Xiqin.

What kind of violin is Xi Qin? It is actually the Erhu.

Wen Yantong’s family was poor when she was a child, and her parents wanted her to follow her third uncle, who had been playing erhu all her life, to learn erhu and go to the streets to beg for food.

She followed and studied for more than ten years. She especially remembered the days when she sat on the street and pulled erhu with her third uncle in the cold winter.

Wen Yantong's education is not high. After graduating from high school, the family cannot afford college. She dropped out of school and went to work. Later, a fire took away her parents and her younger brother who was in junior high school.

No matter how hard it is to hear Yantong, I don't pay attention to these encounters of the small cannon fodder.

But when Master Zhao led Wen Yantong into the piano master's hall, Wen Yantong, who had passed the strong wind and waves, was dumbfounded on the spot.