i have a sword fairy

Chapter 247
At this time, the people in the open space were already waiting quietly, so this disdainful voice, which seemed to be whispering to themselves, not only reached the ears of Zhao Rong and the others, but also reached the ears of all the willful students just right. in the ear.

Above the quiet open space, the sound of Jiang Tao and the rustling of maple leaves seemed to be louder, and no one spoke.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, his drowsiness receded a little, and he looked past Yu Huaijin to the open space behind her. He saw a young student with a feminine appearance and a romantic scarf on his head, who was stroking the luxurious guqin on his lap with his head down. Many students turned their heads to look at him, it should be the one who just muttered.

Wu Peiliang felt that he had become the center of the open space at this moment, he pulled the corner of his mouth, sighed again, shook his head and said:

"Hey, the academy is getting more and more strange now. All kinds of messy people are put in there, even two of our first-ranked willful halls are put in."

After Wu Peiliang "talked to himself".

In the open space, it became quieter for a while.

About half of the students nodded lightly with smiles or expressionless faces, and some students even replied "that's right".

Some of the remaining students also raised their heads to watch the commotion without expressing anything, while others bowed their heads and tuned the guqin without listening to the window, doing their own business.

Wu Peiliang just finished speaking.

Jia Tengying's face turned red immediately, and even his dark skin couldn't cover it. He lowered his head and felt the playful eyes of some classmates looking at him.

Zhao Rong copied his hands and remained silent.

And Fan Yushu frowned, staring at Wu Peiliang, took a breath and said:
"Wu, Pei, mother, if my master remembers correctly, Mr. Si started class at four o'clock. The bell just rang three o'clock not long ago. Although he came earlier, sir can start class earlier, but we It’s just a little bit late today, and I’m still not late. Mister didn’t say anything, so why are you making trouble? Are you older than Mister?”

"Heh." Wu Peiliang smiled and shook his head, ignoring Fan Yushu, as if he was too lazy to argue with messy things, but in fact, he found that Yu Huaijin still cast his calm gaze.

Fan Yushu raised his footsteps and was about to move forward, but was stopped by someone in the next second.

"Brother Yushu." Zhao Rong pulled Fan Yushu back, shook his head at him, and said nothing.

Zhao Rong didn't go to see Wu Peiliang again, but broke the stalemate with a voice, and said to Yu Huaijin:

"Senior Yu, this time I'm mainly blaming me. I got up late today, and Yushu and Brother Tengying waited for me for a while. On the way, they accommodated me and walked a little slower. They kept you and Mr. Si waiting for a long time. .”

Yu Huaijin frowned slightly and looked at Wu Peiliang who bowed his head and said nothing. At this moment, she first glanced at Mr. Si, who had been standing with his back by the river, as if he hadn't heard the conflict among the students in the open space, and turned around immediately. Turning around, he said softly to Zhao Rong:
"Nothing, no class, just try to come earlier next time."

Yu Huaijin paused for a moment, then stared seriously at Zhao Rong's pale face, "Brother Zhao, are you okay, last night... But what troublesome thing happened?"

Zhao Rong shook his head, "It's fine for now, thank you senior for your concern."

Yu Huaijin nodded and didn't ask any further questions, after all, the two of them were not familiar with each other.

However, she couldn't help but glance at the thick autumn clothes on Zhao Rong's body.

He didn't wear a student's green skirt today.

However, Yu Huaijin didn't say anything more, because yesterday afternoon, when Zhao Rong was playing the piano and painting "Zheng", he told her frankly once that the autumn clothes were woven by his wife herself.

The woman Tianjiao from the Xiaoyao Mansion in Taiqing seriously told him that he must wear it on his body, which is a custom in their family.

Yu Huaijin turned sideways to get out of the way, Zhao Rong and the other three passed by one by one, entered the banquet, and sat down here.

She didn't go back to the table together, because there are still two people in the future...

After entering the open space, Jia Tengying carried the piano on his back and ran to the front row to find a seat. Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu were such good students who actively listened to the class, so they found a person who was far away from the middle and rear. sit down.

Zhao Rong was wearing a dark blue Confucian shirt, and walked among the seats in the open space. It was incompatible with the green skirts worn by all the students on the field, and was very conspicuous. Wherever he passed, many people looked sideways.

Soon, the two found two seats on the right back and prepared to sit down.

But at this moment, another familiar "voice of talking to himself" came slowly.

"Really, what are you pretending to be a wolf with a big tail? Instead of wearing a school uniform, you changed into something nicer and thought you were different? You still want to be unique, heh, it seems like no one has it."

Wu Peiliang paused, curled his fingers and pulled up a string, gently squared it, and tuned it with his ear, and then he said in a "whispered voice":

"Hey, doesn't this person really think that we came out of the valley like Jia Tengying? How about family background?"

"Hehe." Wu Peiliang chuckled lightly.

"Among the students in our willful school, there are all kinds of family backgrounds. Their parents are high-ranking purple-clothed sword cultivators in Tianya Jiange. They can find out a few for you. As for those who are wealthy in Duyou City or from a thousand-year-old family There is no shortage of direct bloodlines. All of our students listen to Senior Yu and wear school uniforms. In the end, you are hypocritical. Could it be that you are the young master of the city lord of Youlan Mansion? Then show it quickly to open Wu’s eyes. ..."

Many students couldn't help laughing, and there was a burst of low-pitched laughter during the banquet.

Zhao Rong didn't sit down immediately, but put down the piano on his back first, and then stood still, looking at Hongfeng by the river without blinking, while listening with relish.

The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and finally he listened to Wu Peiliang's words word for word, but he still felt that it was not satisfying.

Originally, he was quite looking forward to seeing Zhao Rong make a fool of himself, but he couldn't help it anymore, and said in a contemptuous tone in his heart:
"I thought this guy could say some powerful yin and yang words. If it makes you anxious, I have to study hard, and this is the result?"

It sighed slightly, "Hey, that's it, the voice is still so low, did you not eat?"

Zhao Rong was also a little disappointed with him, but he didn't say anything. After all, there are almost no opponents who can make him angry so far.

However, Zhao Rong thinks it can be forgiven. After all, among the students present now, it is estimated that no one has awakened the memory of the previous life like him, has rich "struggle experience", and has spent countless days and nights, anytime, anywhere separated by a small area. The little Liulijing met countless unsuccessful "Land Sword Immortals" who had mastered the skills and reached the perfection.

As for a place called "Zu'an", the greetings from those elegant and easy-going opponents made Zhao Rong feel even more cordial and missed.

It's just that they are gone, leaving him alone in this world.

Zhao Rong sighed a little.

He rubbed his face, then cupped his fists in the direction of Wu Peiliang, his eyes were absent-minded, and he sat down with a somewhat lonely expression.

And from just now until now, Zhao Rong has never looked at Wu Peiliang from the beginning to the end, and now he has this gesture again.

Wu Peiliang, who had been watching the unpleasant figure from the corner of his eye for a long time, saw that not only did he not jump to get angry, but he was distracted and even had a pity expression, and he suddenly choked up his breath.

Wu Peiliang's somewhat feminine face stiffened in an instant, his thin lips pursed, and he said with a sneer: "Brother Zhao's face is so pale, did it last night..."

"Brother Wu!" Yu Huaijin, who was waiting for someone at the door, turned around and yelled, interrupting his words.

The old-fashioned woman's voice was unusually heavy.

Wu Peiliang stopped talking suddenly, his fingers trembled slightly, his fair face turned red, and immediately, he hummed softly at Zhao Rong, and said nothing more.

The atmosphere on the field was also a little solemn because of Yu Huaijin's scolding just now, and some students who watched the excitement quickly put away their expressions and went back to their own business.

Wu Peiliang looked down at the valuable guqin in front of him, but he kept paying attention to Yu Huaijin's side from the corner of his eye. When he saw her frowning and turned to face the door again, he felt relieved, but then, he pulled the corner of his mouth again. Zhao Rong squinted.

Zhao Rong didn't pay any more attention to the matters on the field, he sat down weakly, bent his hands to support his sore waist, and tuned the piano casually.

Zhao Rong didn't borrow Yu Huaijin's cloud pendant anymore, he kept using someone else's, which made him a little embarrassed, so he went out yesterday to add Zhang Qin. Although the material is ordinary, his movements are lighter and durable.

At this time, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps at the intersection.

Then, Xiao Hongyu's signature slightly sandy voice sounded.

"Huaijin, huh... sorry, we came back late, Xueyou and I played in the city a little late yesterday, and it was already midnight, and Xueyou's father kept trying to keep her, so we rested at the house overnight , came back in a hurry in the morning."

Xiao Hongyu clasped Li Xueyou's petite shoulders beside her and explained while panting.

Li Xueyou also blushed, and wiped the fine sweat from Guangjie's forehead with the back of her hand, her small face was full of anxiety, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Huai Jin, are we late? Mr. Si, I'm sorry... "

This Xiaojiabiyu-like girl, holding the hem of her clothes with her small hands, said in a tone of self-reproach, and lowered her head, not daring to look at the eyes of her classmates.

And Xiao Hongyu pulled her red lips to both sides, turned her head to look at the students waiting on the field, met their eyes, and apologized: "I'm sorry, everyone, I'm sorry this time. Definitely won't be late again."

She has a sincere smile.

Seeing this, the students of the Willful Hall nodded their heads one after another.

"Nothing, nothing, no need to be polite."

"Brother Xueyou and Brother Hongyu don't need to blame themselves, after all, it's still a while before the fourth quarter of Mao, and they haven't attended class..."

"Yes, you don't have to blame yourself too much. I'm just too shy to see Young Brother Xue. I've been a classmate for more than two months, and I'm still so shy..."

The students in the willful hall laughed and had different opinions, without much blame.

Seeing this scene, Fan Yushu was a little annoyed, turned his head and complained to Zhao Rong: "It's all late, why are we just like grandson?"

Zhao Rong glanced at him, too lazy to answer such an obvious question, he continued to tune the piano weakly with his head down, thinking about the next calligraphy class in his heart, without saying a word.

Xiao Hongyu tilted her head and smiled, patted her chest and said, "That's good, Xueyou and I were scared to death, and ran all the way here, hey, why did you choose such a far away place to teach today..."

"Brother Hongyu, Brother Xueyou." But at this moment, the old-fashioned woman who was wearing a men's hair salon next to them spoke.

Yu Huaijin looked at them with a stern face, frowning slightly, "I told you yesterday morning that you have classes today, but you were still almost late."

Xiao Hongyu quickly put away her smile, her face was solemn, like Li Xueyou next to her, she lowered her head and was seriously trained.

Seeing this, Yu Huaijin stared at them for a long time before sighing softly, "Mr. Si was already waiting when I came here, but we just stepped on the spot now... that's all, not next time." Be so sloppy."

Li Xueyou and Xiao Hongyu hurriedly nodded like chickens pecking at rice.

Yu Huaijin turned sideways, and the two hurried to sit behind the table in the open space.

Yu Huaijin also followed, returning together.

Afterwards, the open space beside Fenglin was filled with seats.

Only then did Mr. Si turn around slowly, his eyes glazed over, but he seemed to be able to see everyone. He looked around at the students in the candid class, and said softly, "Everyone is here, so let's start the class quietly."

　From 04:30 last night to [-]:[-] today, I woke up, woke up, woke up again, woke up and went back to sleep, halfway through I was in a daze and sorted out the outline, thought about the plot, then had a meal, and continued to sleep .After feeling full of sleep, all problems are gone...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)