i have a sword fairy

Chapter 307 Shu Tong Written Better Than You
This time, Zhao Rong didn't see the old-fashioned little girl with long sideburns in his dream.

but.

He still dreamed of this landscape painting dream.

It seems that the magic effect of the special ink heart vermilion fruit still exists, as long as it falls asleep.

This time into a dream.

What caught Zhao Rong's eyes was still Peach Blossom Spring.

Among them, there are full of contented villagers.

In the center of the village, the boxy, rigorous Wumen School is still located.

It's just that Zhao Rong hurried to the school and stood on tiptoe in front of the only small window.

There was no sign of Yu Huaijin.

However, the classes in this school are still going on.

A tall and thin old master, twenty well-behaved and serious children.

Just when Zhao Rong was slightly puzzled.

Everything in Wumen Academy was still again, and these people seemed to be turned into statues.

Zhao Rong turned his head vigilantly, looked at the villagers, and found that it was the same.

It was the same as last night.

then.

Another drip of ink.

One drop, two drops, three drops.

At first, these drops of ink began to drip, like sweat, on statuesque people.

Afterwards, Zhao Rong felt ink dripping all over the world.

Like a sudden rain.

Intensified.

The dream melted, and he stepped on the ground...

Only this time, Zhao Rong was mentally prepared.

Very sober and calm, I experienced the sense of detachment from falling into the endless darkness.

The east fence is a small building, and the bed in the north room has collapsed.

Zhao Rong stood up calmly.

He rubbed his face and whispered softly:

"What are you running for...you run away as soon as I come. Doesn't that prove that you saw me too? We both have the same dream..."

"Could it be that some of the things in this dream are your secrets that are inconvenient to reveal?"

Zhao Rong glanced at the night outside the window, thoughtful.

"Peach Blossom Spring, well, it should be summed up like this... It's easy to understand, who doesn't have a Peach Blossom Spring in their hearts."

He chuckled to himself.

"It's just, who is that tall and thin old master... and that school without a door..."

Zhao Rong exhaled lightly, got up and got out of bed.

The night is not yet deep, the time is still early.

He put this matter aside and continued to study and practice...

in the next few days.

Zhao Rong still tried to enter the dream of landscape painting.

However, if it wasn't for him being the only one in the dream, what he dreamed of was a scene he was familiar with.

If it wasn't for the Peach Blossom Spring and Wumen School, it was Yu Huaijin's dream, but just as Zhao Rong was about to approach, she disappeared again as soon as she appeared in front of the school window.

Then the dream turned into a heavy rain, dripping silently.

After Zhao Rong tried a few times, the novelty of the dream was gone, and Yu Huaijin kept playing boring hide-and-seek with him again.

He stopped trying it for the time being, thinking of taking a break for a few days and exploring another way another day.

Then, Zhao Rong resumed the same life as in the previous night.

Reading, practicing, correcting homework.

The mid-month exam is approaching, and he has been a little busy recently.

However, it is not the busyness of being a willful student.

Rather, as Mr. Zhao in the calligraphy class of the two schools.

Well, in the words of the previous life, it is... you trinkets really make my heart break, sir.

……

In the early morning, the Mochi Academy was shrouded in a hazy mist.

On the cold corridor, pedestrians gradually increased.

Students from six classes came to class one after another.

The academy is also bustling.

Recently, there was an interesting incident in the Mochi Academy, which was circulated privately.

In fact, there were gossips circulating among the students before, but now almost all the students know about it.

Even the kind of students who don't hear what's going on outside the window can probably get it from the continuous words of chatting with their classmates.

With the help of those frequently mentioned words, it roughly outlines this interesting incident that everyone treats as a joke.

A new student named Zhao Ziyu, um, is a special student who joined the willful hall halfway.

Maybe because of her good handwriting or something, she met Mr. Zhu and was appointed as an assistant teacher of calligraphy by her.

Specially come to the book art class of the candid hall and the righteous hall.

And it is different from the teaching assistant who only occasionally attends classes for the teacher in the impression of Mochi students.

This student named Zhao Ziyu is fully responsible for the calligraphy classes of the two schools.

This made everyone quite surprised.

And not long after, gossip about this joking newly appointed 'Mr. Zhao' was circulated privately in the academy.

What class is never brought in a fixed school, but with two students wandering outside together, the euphemistic name is Guanjing Wuzi.

After being strongly opposed by the students in the classroom, he probably felt guilty, so he returned to the school to teach.

It's just that he never brought any books with him when he was giving lectures, and he didn't even need the books written by Mr. Zhu, so he took them empty-handed.

There are more homework assigned than the other six arts teachers don't know.

What else does not spare the students even on holidays, staying to make up lessons.

Wait, wait, and so on.

When the students from other schools learned about it, they laughed and joked secretly, but they couldn't help feeling sorry for their colleagues from these two schools.

This is some kind of fairy character.

I heard that almost all the students in the Willful Hall and the Justice Hall were tormented enough, well, not all of them actually, it was rumored that the Justice Hall seemed to listen to the words of the tossing 'Mr. Zhao'.

The Mochi students watching the excitement actually understood it quite well.

What if the Justice Hall is disobedient.

As the dark horse among the last six classes, No.3 in the last mid-month exam.

This time in the mid-month exam, they must be thinking about surpassing the previous two schools.

Such a cheap gentleman at the stall can only be regarded as a living horse doctor.

Besides, isn't there still the willful hall who is the first in the six halls to suffer?
The students of Justice Hall probably felt more balanced.

However, Chi Xing Tang looks different from them.

He didn't completely succumb to the despotic power of this 'Mr. Zhao'.

Don't even think about it.

As the No. [-] school in the six halls, most of the students in the hall are proud and arrogant. How could they easily convince a special student who just came to the whimsical hall not long ago and came in through the back door.

If this guy named Zhao Ziyu is good at calligraphy, then that's fine.

The point is that from now on, it seems that the inexplicable things in the class can only be tolerated by the students of the Justice Hall under the leadership of the somewhat naive Senior Gu.

Maybe I still have fun in the bitterness and foolishly attend class seriously.

So most of the comments and words about Zhao Ziyu came from the candid hall.

However, what surprised the students of the other four classes was that the willful class that had suffered from "Zhao Ziyu" for a long time had not yet "rebelled".

But if you think about it carefully, even if you raise the flag now, it seems useless.

Mr. Zhu seems to be letting this Zhao Ziyu go, and in the Mochi Academy, several people in charge, including Jijiu...

Well, how to say.

Among them, the woman who likes to be in charge the most left the academy and went down the mountain, but has not returned yet.

So this is called nothing?
The students in the other four halls thought jokingly, watching the excitement of the Willful Hall and the Justice Hall.

Another thought of this mid-month exam.

Many people became active.

From this point of view, the monastery seems to be the biggest beneficiary.

The willful hall who was at the top of them, and the righteous hall who had been chasing after them, were being tossed by that Zhao Ziyu.

Moreover, I heard that when Mr. Zhu allocated a school for this new teaching assistant, he initially chose the monastery hall.

It was only later that the senior Han Wenfu resolutely rejected it.

Looking at it now, he was indeed extremely foresighted, and instead of falling into this big pit, he used it to jump up.

In contrast, Gu Yiwu, the senior of Justice Hall.

I don't know how he and the students of Justice Hall feel now?
The Mochi students watching the excitement laughed secretly.

At this time, the sun rose, which dispelled a lot of the mist in the Mochi Academy.

outside the academy.

Zhao Rong, Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying, the three of them walked into the long corridor together and walked towards the willful hall.

Zhao Rong looked around.

It is a morning scene with some excitement in the tranquility.

He felt very early on that this place was indeed a good place to study quietly, away from the hustle and bustle of Duyou City, and far away from the debates and disputes among scholars in the academy.

Well, it would be better if the students from other schools around now don't secretly look at him from time to time.

The corner of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly.

He seems to be quite famous in the Mochi Academy now, and he is given a nickname...

"Here, that's Mr. Zhao Da..."

"That's the Zhao Ziyu we talked about a few days ago..."

"Which one, the one in the middle?"

"Well, the tallest one among the three..."

The wind around, brought some words and phrases.

On the long corridor, there were many Mochi students walking together from far or near, and some of them were in groups of two or three, pointing in low voices.

He became the focus of the people around him.

Zhao Rong strode forward with a calm expression.

It's just that he thought about it for a while, then stopped suddenly, and bowed his fists to the surrounding peers.

Zhao Rong smiled and said, "Good morning, everyone."

He paused, politely and curiously asked: "Have you eaten all?"

The students around looked at each other, and after a few glances, many of them coughed and returned the salute one after another.

"Brother Zhao, I have been admiring you for a long time."

"Eat it, thank you Brother Zhao for your concern."

"Brother Zhao is too polite..."

They replied one after another.

Zhao Rong nodded reassuringly, and saluted again.

Then he smiled and turned his head, and continued to lead Fan Yushu and Jia Tengying forward.

But then, Zhao Rong's soliloquy was picked up by the wind and reached the ears of everyone behind.

"It's early in the morning, so I'm full."

Mochi students: "..."

In front, Fan Yushu was amused when he heard the words, and joked to Zhao Rong beside him:

"Ziyu, it looks like you've become a celebrity in our academy."

Zhao Rong nodded in agreement, "Thanks to you."

Fan Yushu coughed lightly and changed the subject.

He suddenly thought of something, "By the way, Ziyu, wait a moment for the second economics and arts class, have you finished the difficult homework assigned by your husband?"

Zhao Rong nodded casually while thinking about the calligraphy class.

Fan Yushu said happily: "That's great, I knew I couldn't help my Ziyu, give me a reference."

Zhao Rong looked at him and said sincerely: "Brother Yushu, mine may not be right."

Fan Yushu waved his hand, "It's okay if you make a mistake, copy it for me."

Zhao Rong: "..."

Jia Tengying: "..."

Zhao Rong looked at Fan Yushu and nodded seriously.

It felt like this was the most dog-licking thing he had ever heard in his life.

As expected of you, Brother Yushu.

Zhao Rong's tone was half speechless, half worried, "All right, but remember to change a few words... Don't forget the name too."

Soon.

In the early morning, the first calligraphy class in the straightforward classroom begins.

Zhao Rong walked up to the podium with ease, met the eyes below, and said softly:

"Students, there are still a few days before the mid-month exam. If we don't be afraid...don't be afraid...forget it, the chicken soup will be poured later, and I will talk about the homework you handed in."

Zhao Rong shook his head, and took out a stack of papers from his sleeve.

He stepped down from the stage, rolled out the papers one by one, and at the same time patiently reviewed them.

Zhao Rong was the first to come to Li Xueyou and handed over the paper.

He smiled and said: "Brother Xueyou's lower case script is delicate and delicate, and it improves every time. The writing is just like the person, very good."

When Li Xueyou heard this, she blushed and lowered her head.

He responded softly.

Seeing her shy look, Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head, then walked to Fan Yushu's table and handed over the paper.

He gave Fan Yushu a serious look.

"Brother Yushu's cursive script is good, chic and elegant, but also regular. The mid-month exam, Mr. Zhu's assessment, does not limit the font. Brother Yushu's current cursive script is already good. By the way, how did you practice? You used to write Cursive?"

The students around the headstrong school were quite surprised when they heard this, and many of them looked suspicious.

Fan Yushu blinked, ignoring the gazes of the people around him.

He said with a cynical smile: "Ziyu, didn't you just say that the words are like a person, so my words, um."

The corners of Zhao Rong's mouth twitched slightly, he nodded at Fan Yushu who was winking, and then walked towards another person.

Then, like this, he launched the paper in the school.

Comment on each student.

But almost all of them were praise and encouragement. Although some words did not meet the standard, Zhao Rong had his own thoughts.

He mainly encouraged them, and did not discourage them, after all, the assessment was coming soon.

But, for some people it is an exception.

For example, Yu Huaijin, because Zhao Rong has extremely high demands on him.

"Brother Fish."

Zhao Rong walked to Yu Huaijin's seat and called softly.

Yu Huaijin remained the same, raising her head with a calm expression.

The two looked at each other.

Zhao Rong took a few glances at her and remembered what happened in the landscape painting dream a few nights ago.

But he didn't mention it.

And he seemed to look at Yu Huaijin in the same way.

As if nothing happened.

Zhao Rong frowned, handed the paper to her, and said seriously at the same time:
"Your handwriting isn't good enough, it's not good enough, it's too ingenious. Calligraphy is not practiced like yours. I have corrected it many times before. Don't write so rigidly and seriously, just focus your eyes, otherwise it's too late... ..."

Zhao Rong took the trouble to repeat the truth that has been said countless times before.

Yu Huaijin also listened with a serious expression.

It's just that Zhao Rong took a few glances at her and felt that it was probably still the same as before.

I listened to it, but it was hard to change.

Zhao Rong shook his head in his heart, then nodded and said, "Brother Yu, let's encourage each other."

Yu Huaijin saluted him.

Zhao Rong returned the salute and walked away.

After about a stick of incense, Zhao Rong finished handing out almost all the papers of the willful students, except for one person.

Zhao Rong turned his head to look at Wu Peiliang who was not far away with an indifferent expression.

He smiled, walked over, and handed the last paper to Wu Peiliang.

"This word is written very well, and it can be ranked at the forefront of the candid hall."

Zhao Rong spoke seriously.

Wu Peiliang nodded with a smile, arched his hands, and looked at the students around him with a smile, "Mr. Zhao is polite."

Zhao Rong also smiled and waved his hands, "You're not welcome, it's the truth."

He sighed softly, "Brother Wu's book boy has really made great progress, why don't you invite him to the school some other day, and take classes with Brother Wu, so that I can get to know each other."

Wu Peiliang's smile froze.

The students in the willful hall looked strange.

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