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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 34:"

weight="139428"

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

mode = "manual"

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Things should start in the afternoon of the previous day.

It has been half a month since the first snow feast, and it has entered the twelfth lunar month in a blink of an eye. Chaoge stopped under the snow. Because of the slippery road, Wen Yantong's martial arts class was also completely suspended, letting her concentrate on raising her legs.

In addition to drinking all kinds of bone soup all day long, was constantly trying to walk in the room without crutches.

At first it was very strenuous, Wen Yantong almost fell, but after getting used to it, walking became easier. The main reason is that the leg is not so painful when moving, which means that she can finally remove the leg. On the board.

During the period of recuperation, Wen Yantong completely nourished the bone-like figure of the small cannon fodder. His face became white and tender, and his hair became black and shiny, gradually showing the taste of beauty.

Fu Zixian came to look for her this day.

The two had an appointment the day before to go to the hospital to remove the planks. In fact, Wen Yantong felt that this board could be removed by itself, and there was no need to go to the hospital for another trip, but Fu Zixian insisted on going there, saying that the bones hadn't fully grown and he needed to use herbs for follow-up conditioning.

Wen Yantong couldn't help him, so he had to agree.

Fortunately, Fu Tanghuan followed after learning about it and secretly took care of the Yantong.

Speaking of Fu Tanghuan, Wen Yantong hasn't seen her for many days. The previous incident of her being attacked in the city was quite disturbing, even alarming the emperor. It's just that those mountain bandits were desperadoes invited from other places. Except for those killed by Cheng Xiao, everyone else escaped.

There is no trace at all.

Fu Tanghuan knew in her heart that someone had harmed her, and could vaguely guess that it was Fu Shi, but there was no conclusive evidence for this kind of thing, and she would naturally not be able to shake it out. Even if the evidence is pinched, Fu Shi can still get rid of it. Most of the things are actually made by Fu Shi's mother behind the scenes.

Fu Tanghuan had to endure this tone first.

After seeing Wen Yantong, she was very happy, and the two spent a long time in the medical hall. After she distracted Fu Zixian, she asked the doctor to signal Wen Yantong's pulse.

There is nothing wrong with Wen Yantong, that is, the body is cold and qi is weak, and there is chronic malnutrition. The most important thing is to take good care of it.

Wen Yantong knew that this was caused by Xiao Cannon fodder's long-term oppression in the academy, and she also had some psychological problems, so that she almost reached the point of anorexia in the end.

As soon as she wore the book, she felt hungry and burped.

Wen Yantong immediately said, "If you have any medicine, please pick it up for me."

The doctor was also unambiguous, and he grabbed several big bags at the moment, letting Wen Yantong return with a full load. Although she felt bitter from the throat to the intestines when she saw these herbs, she had to eat no matter how bitter she was for her body.

After the plank was removed, Wen Yantong felt that his right leg was a lot easier. Although he was still limping while walking, he didn't always have to stick with two crutches.

Wen Yantong was happy, and asked Fu Tanghuan to have a good meal before being sent back to the academy.

On the way back where Fu Zixian sent Wen Yantong, accidentally ran into Li Boyuan.

That Li Boyuan was walking in front with his back to the two of them. Wen Yantong recognized the black old man's back at a glance. He was about to pull Fu Zixian to change his way, but suddenly he heard the boy next to him shout loudly, "Master Li!"

Wen Yantong took a big breath of cold breath, and the mouth and lungs felt chilly.

...Careless!

Fu Zixian always dignified himself and respected himself, even if he saw Li Boyuan from a distance, he still had to greet others.

When Li Boyuan heard the sound, he stopped and looked back, and he saw Fu Zixian walking up to the lame Wen Yantong.

Fu Zixian respectfully said, "Students greet the Master."

Wen Yantong followed suit. Li Boyuan has always liked the etiquette students, so he had a good impression of Fu Zixian, and he rarely smiled, "It's getting dark, why are you still in the academy?"

Fu Zixian replied, "Students take Wen Yantong to remove the wooden boards on the legs, and then they will be sent back."

Li Boyuan looked at Wen Yantong, looked at her legs, and said, "Wen Yantong, have you practiced your calligraphy well these days?"

"Some and some." Wen Yantong said, "Remember the master's advice, students don't dare to be lazy."

"En-" Li Boyuan prolonged the tone, thought for a while, and then said, "Then I will see how you practice these days today, and come with me."

It's over...

Wen Yantong wanted to cry without tears. Last time, he was pulled into the bedroom by Li Boyuan. He stayed for an afternoon before coming out. This time he didn't know when to copy.

She glanced at Fu Zixian. Your kid is amazing, killing people silently!

Fu Zixian thought she was worried about herbs, so he said kindly, "You don't need to worry, I'll send these things to the bedroom for you."

"Thank you so much," Wen Yantong said irresistibly.

Fu Zixian only thought that she was grateful, and smiled embarrassedly. After saying goodbye, he took the herbs from Wen Yantong and left.

Wen Yantong was taken to the bedroom by Li Boyuan again.

Li Boyuan walked very slowly on the road, and he didn't let Wen Yantong rush to catch up.

The weather is getting colder and colder. Because of her cold body, Wen Yantong's hands are cold even when she is wearing very thick clothes. In order to keep her balance, she can't put her hands in her sleeves to keep warm.

After arriving in Li Boyuan's bedroom, Wen Yantong walked into the house to take off his shoes, and suddenly found a pair of golden boots on the side.

With a thought, she changed her shoes and walked towards the study with some doubts, opened the cotton curtain and saw that Chi Jingxi was sitting in the room as expected.

He happened to be facing the door of the study, and Wen Yantong just peeked his head in when he was spotted.

Wen Yantong's eyes lit up, as if she was shining brightly, and said happily, "Master Xiaohou, so you are here!"

Chi Jingxi frowned. Why is this cripple here again?

Wen Yantong hasn't seen Chi Jingxi for half a month. Songhai Academy is not small, and the two literature classes are far apart. Chi Jingxi usually doesn't eat or sleep in the academy. He comes during class and leaves after class.

At first sight of Chi Jingxi's handsome face, Wen Yantong was still a little happy. At the very least, she doesn't need to face Li Boyuan alone.

After Wen Yantong entered the study, he took off the cloak and hung it on the hanger by the door. The one hanging next to him is Chi Jingxi's.

The cloak that Chi Jingxi wore today was snow-white, and the hair on it was bright and smooth, and it was very soft at first glance.

Wen Yantong quietly stretched out his hand and touched it, secretly curling his lips.

She was able to figure out that Chi Jingxi's cloak was made of fox fur. In fact, her great cloak is also a fox fur, but compared with this one, it is not even a bit different. Sure enough, he was a nobleman, and the things on his body were not available to ordinary people with gold.

After Wen Yantong hung up the Greatcloak, he ran to sit down opposite Chi Jingxi and spoke with a grin, "Master Xiaohou, are you here to copy the article for Master Li again today?"

Chi Jingxi didn't respond.

Seeing that people ignored her, she leaned out half of her body and craned her neck to read the words on Chi Jingxi's paper. The font is written neatly as always, and every stroke controls the strength extremely well.

But in this way, Wen Yantong's head blocked the candlelight on the table, casting a large shadow on Chi Jingxi's paper.

"Ah, it's so beautiful!" Wen Yantong quickly praised, and before Chi Jingxi could speak, he retracted his neck.

Just in time, Li Boyuan also came in, gave Wen Yantong a pen and paper, and picked up a book on the shelf. He said, "Wen Yantong, you didn't pass the plain text in the test. I read your exam paper earlier and the writing was messed up. It’s not eye-catching at all, and the few sentences you can see are completely in the vernacular, meaningless. If you go on like this, let alone participate in the imperial examination, you will not be able to pass the exam."

Shaojing is an empire that pays great attention to literature, and even somehow dismisses a hundred schools of thought and respects Confucianism. There was a complete examination system as early as a hundred years ago.

The five-year-old boy in Shaojing must enter the school to study and read. At least six years of study are required to pass the final exam.

The younger brother in Chaoge has higher requirements and a longer school year. Like Cheng Xinchi Jingxi, while studying in the school, he also needs to learn to deal with the affairs of the court in order to prepare for the future ruling.

Even if the people in the academy do not participate in the imperial examination, they must pass the final exam, especially at Songhai Academy, a nationally renowned institution of higher learning.

Li Boyuan glanced at Wen Yantong and sighed deeply, "Although your article last year was not very good, at least it is not as good as your current one. Why do you go backwards as you learn?"

Wen Yantong was speechless, lowered his head and pretended to regret.

Li Boyuan put the book in her hand, "This book contains articles about the number one scholar in imperial examinations in recent years. You should study more."

Wen Yantong thanked him, picked up the pen and started copying the article. Her brain is not stupid, and although she is not particularly talented in learning, it is not bad. In addition, she is also reading articles recently, so some sentences are familiar with the words, and she can read them in her head while copying them.

Li Boyuan sat at the high table beside him, Chi Jingxi and Wen Yantong sat at the low table, and the room calmed down for a while.

Wen Yantong's attention is not focused-this is a common problem of most contemporary young people. She copied it for a while, and when she felt tired, her concentration became a little distracted.

She looked up at Chi Jingxi. The person opposite hasn't said a word since entering the door.

It was only at this time that Wen Yantong felt that Chi Jingxi had the appearance of three good students. This person's reputation in Chaoge is not because of his good-looking appearance and high status.

It's that Chi Jingxi's own power conditions are excellent. He can write well in writing, and Wu Neng can pierce Yang with a sword. The only thing is that he has a bad temper and doesn't like to give face to others.

Wen Yantong once thought that Chi Jingxi was able to be the villain in the article because the struggle for imperial power was inherently cruel. Cheng Xiao and Fu Tanghuan are the protagonists in the book, and Chi Jingxi stands on their opposite sides. In the life and death struggle, Chi Jingxi naturally becomes the villain.

If the struggle for imperial power has not existed from the beginning, will Chi Jingxi still be a frightening villain?

Wen Yantong couldn't figure it out, but he didn't pay attention to the time and stared for a long time, which made Chi Jingxi unhappy.

"What are you looking at?" Chi Jingxi paused to question.

Wen Yantong regained his senses and said to Chi Jingxi, "I'm wondering, if Master Xiaohou has been sitting for so long without moving, will he feel sore hands and numb legs?"

Chi Jingxi sneered coldly, "There is so much to worry about."

"I care about you too." Wen Yantong whispered, "I sat for a while, and I already felt that my legs were unconscious."

Before Chi Jingxi spoke, he listened to Li Boyuan, "You stand up and walk, let the blood flow through your legs."

Wen Yantong responded, and then slowly got up while propping up the table. Just about to walk around, saw Li Boyuan walking by her side, leaning over and picking up her paper.

"En?" Li Boyuan squeezed a doubt from his nose, staring at her words, "Didn't I ask you to practice regular script?"

Wen Yantong stiffened, forgetting that these days he was imitating Chi Jingxi's characters. Although he didn't learn the character of the characters, he had learned three to four points.

"I, I really like Master Xiaohou's words..." Wen Yantong said in a low voice.

Chi Jingxi heard her whisper, and the nib paused, leaving ink marks on the paper. He remembered the three inks left on the paper last time, frowned and put the pen down, gently closing his eyes to let his eyes rest for a while.

Li Boyuan read her handwriting back and forth, and said, "I can see that you have practiced well recently. It's just that Jingxi's handwriting is not made in a day. If you want to practice well, I'm afraid it will take a lot of effort."

Wen Yantong nodded quickly.

"You only learned the word skin, but not the bones. If you continue to practice like this, I am afraid that the four will be different..." Li Boyuan glanced at Chi Jingxi, who was resting with his eyes closed, and said, "Jingxi, take a rest and teach you how to learn about Yantong. Write strokes."

Chi Jingxi opened his eyes with a strong reluctance on his face. He couldn't help but said, who would not violate the teacher on weekdays.

Li Boyuan said, "Indeed, calligraphy needs to be comprehended by oneself. But Wen Yantong's brain is not very bright, let him realize that he does not know how to wait until the year of the monkey, since he likes your handwriting, you can teach him a little bit and lead him into the door. "

Wen Yantong, who had little brains, sniffed and looked at Chi Jingxi in a daze.

Chi Jingxi couldn't shirk anymore, so he took a blank sheet of paper and put the previously copied article aside. When Wen Yantong saw this, he sat beside Chi Jingxi with a wink, and waited for him to pick up a pen at a short distance.

Li Boyuan smiled and put Wen Yantong's paper to Chi Jingxi's hand, "Look at his writing."

Chi Jingxi picked up the paper and looked at it, a little surprised.

I had read and heard Yantong's words before, and it was crooked and unsightly, but after half a month, it turned out to be decent, and it was really imitating him, as can be seen from some horizontal and vertical hooks.

Chi Jingxi patiently read her words again and found out some of them that were not well written. They disassembled the structure one by one, and put them in front of Wen Yantong, "Look at what I wrote with you. Different."

Wen Yantong stretched out his head cautiously, but looked back and forth several times, but couldn't find the difference, so he shook his head.

Chi Jingxi's eyebrows moved, as if to be angry. Wen Yantong hurriedly glanced at Li Boyuan, his pointed look seemed to tell Chi Jingxi.

You can't scold someone, the teacher is here!

Chi Jingxi swallowed that breath again, and pointed his finger at the "horizontal and vertical hook" structure in it, "Here, look carefully."

Wen Yantong was amused when he saw that he was so angry that he couldn't express himself. He pretended to look carefully, and finally shook his head, "I can't see it."

"Your eyes..." Chi Jingxi opened her mouth to curse, but she turned abruptly when she exited, "It's as big as a goose egg, how can you not see it?"

Damn it, are those human eyes? !

Wen Yantong said, "Little Houye's metaphor is quite unique."

Chi Jingxi tapped his fingers on the paper several times, fully revealing his impatience, and his voice was full of threats, "If you don't look good, I can make this analogy true."

"Really?" Wen Yantong gasped in surprise, then turned to call Li Boyuan, "Master Li, Xiaohouye said that he can turn people's eyes into the size of a goose egg. It's amazing!"

Li Boyuan turned his head and looked with surprise, "Really? Jingxi, how can you stand it?"

Chi Jingxi closed his eyes with anger, trying to calm his anger, turned his head and smiled at Li Boyuan, "Yes, the way is actually very simple."

"Then tell me." Li Boyuan was quite interested.

"With a punch, it can swell to the size of a goose egg." Chi Jingxi said.

Oh my god.

Li Boyuan laughed after hearing this, "You, you, it's really hard to see your joking side. I thought you were getting more serious when you grew up."

Wen Yantong was shocked. Teacher Li, listen carefully, is this a joke?

Chi Jingxi turned his head, and his voice was extremely low, "Have you heard? Little Cripple."

Wen Yantong hurriedly nodded his head like a chicken pecking at the rice, leaned on the paper and looked at it carefully, then pointed to a place and said, "I can see it, it's here, it's an extra stroke."

Chi Jingxi said, "Yes, this is called stippling. Only when stippling is beautifully written will the gesture come out."

Wen Yantong has read his split strokes one by one, "The stipple of each structure is different."

Chi Jingxi said, "The stippling of each type of character is similar, but the details are different, so there is a font with the same diameter. If you practice the stippling, the character will take shape."

Wen Yantong was really taught, and said in surprise, "That's how it is."

Chi Jingxi disliked, "This kind of knowledge was taught to five-year-old children when they entered the academy."

Wen Yantong pretended to be angry, "I didn't expect my former master to be so irresponsible!"

"Well, Jing Xi is right." Li Boyuan said on the side, "You should practice more than the structure he disassembled, and you will know where the dots are."

Wen Yantong said, "Thank you, Lord Hou, for his teaching."

Chi Jingxi ignored her. It is estimated that he was angry just now, and he hasn't calmed down yet. Wen Yantong picked up the pen obediently, and seriously copied the strokes written by Chi Jingxi.

This method is indeed more effective. Wen Yantong has fully practiced a piece of paper and figured out the position of the stipple. And found that Chi Jingxi has a habit of writing.

The structure of his strokes is not closed, on the contrary, there is a kind of wanton in it. Wen Yantong vaguely felt that this was the gesture he was talking about.

She looked at Chi Jingxi's words and imitated them stroke by stroke, with a serious look.

The more I write, the closer I get to Chi Jingxi's, until his shoulders are almost touching Chi Jingxi's shoulders, he puts his pen on his shoulders, and when he raises his eyes, it is Chi Jingxi's indifferent face, "Go over there." ."

Wen Yantong had to move away again. She put aside the pen, raised the paper and shouted to Li Boyuan, "Master Li, come and help me see how I practice."

Li Boyuan saw Yantong's sudden advancement, and was also delighted in his heart, so he got up and walked over and took her paper.

"Not bad." He praised Wen Yantong for the first time, and said to her with a smile, "This word is neater than before."

Wen Yantong laughed, "It's all taught by Master Xiaohou. It's really lucky for me to be guided by Master Xiaohou."

Chi Jingxi said neither salty nor indifferent, "I dare not be it."

Li Boyuan smiled kindly, his eyes full of approval when he looked at Chi Jingxi.

At this moment, Wen Yantong yawned, his eyes filled with liquid. Li Boyuan and Chi Jingxi were taken aback at the same time.

Li Boyuan sighed, "Broken! I wrote too rapturously, I forgot the time!"

Chi Jingxi also stopped writing and stood up, "Students will copy here today, and they will continue to copy tomorrow."

Li Boyuan showed anxious expression, "This can't be done. It's so late. You should rest in the academy."

Chi Jingxi said, "Nothing, no snow in recent days, the carriage is easy on the road, and you will be able to return home soon."

Li Boyuan didn't force it, knowing that if you want Master Xiaohou to rest in the academy, he would have to mobilize a large number of guards, so he said, "If you can't get up tomorrow, you don't have to come to class. I will give you special approval."

Chi Jingxi said, "Thank you Master."

Wen Yantong stood up and left behind Chi Jingxi.

The two stood at the door, like saying goodbye last time, Li Boyuan said, "You should be careful on the road. The snow melted a few days ago and the road was slippery. Don't fall."

Wen Yantong shivered, "Ah, I know..."

Li Boyuan saw that Yantong didn't take the abduction, so he didn't want to ask Chi Jingxi to send the person back as he did last time.

And Chi Jingxi didn't mention this. After bidding farewell to Li Boyuan, he got on the carriage and left.

Wen Yantong picked up the lamp that Li Boyuan had given, and hummed softly.

It was a bit cold at the beginning, but when the road was normal, my body became hot and my hands and feet became warm.

Returned to the bedroom, took off his clothes, scalded his feet with hot water, and slept well.

Early the next morning, her room door was knocked, and the maid went directly to her bedside and called her.

Wen Yantong woke up in a daze, and saw the maid's face anxiously said, "Master Fu is waiting outside, saying that there is a major event."

Fu Zixian is not a bluffing person, he said that there is a big event, and that is a big event.

Wen Yantong woke up all of a sudden, put on his clothes and rinsed in a hurry, and went out to see him. Fu Zixian's nose was red from the cold, and after seeing Wen Yantong, he said, "Where did you go last night?"

Wen Yantong was stunned, "I went to Master Li's bedroom to practice calligraphy."

Fu Zixian said anxiously, "Later! Where did you go later!"

"Later... I came back to sleep and didn't go anywhere." Wen Yantong asked in confusion, "What's wrong? What happened?"

Fu Zixian breathed a long sigh of relief, and then said, "You follow me first, and we'll talk about it on the way."

Wen Yantong didn’t know why he followed him. He only heard him say, “The Baoxiao rooster from the academy was found dead by the nest this morning. You killed the chicken."

"What!" Wen Yantong cried out, "Which bastard dares to slander me?!"

The author has something to say: Chi Jingxi: As soon as I hammer down, you will know what the big eyes of a goose egg look like.