i have a sword fairy

Chapter 705 Who's Window I Like

afternoon.

The lingering sound of the big clock telling the time in the back mountain still lingers in the forest, but the warm wind outside the window has already made the students in the candid hall a little sleepy.

This autumn sun is neither as scorching as summer, nor as weak as winter sun, but everything is just right.

Sitting in the last row of the school, Zhao Rong, who propped his chin to enjoy the warm wind outside the window, just looked at the female gentleman who always carried orchid fragrance. The thick paper walked up to the podium seriously.

She asked to go to these two calligraphy classes in the afternoon, and Zhao Rong was not at ease, but it was almost half a class since he entered the door, and this Mr. Lan Hua didn't even take a look at the class that was "snatched" My little teaching assistant, I give lectures by myself.

It's just that after Zhu Yourong finished the homework assigned before the exam, the focus of the class inevitably fell on the calligraphy assessment, so she simply asked Yu Huaijin to help distribute the calligraphy test papers.

However, I don't know who took the lead first, but Xiao Hongyu and other students laughed and booed, begging Mr. Zhu to post the only calligraphy with perfect marks in this calligraphy examination, so that everyone can observe and learn.

Amid the good-natured laughter from the audience, Zhu Yourong pursed her lips, but she still didn't look at someone, but she didn't refuse, and turned around to post a certain paper.

The rustling sounds in the hall paused, except for a guy in the last row who had no choice but to be empty-handed, the other students who had already got their papers did not look at their papers for a while, but all looked up at their necks and quietly admired the words .

"...The small building on the east fence of Linlu Courtyard has a long forest for the wind, and an empty courtyard for the moon... I read it, facing my head, enjoying a green, the quiet window is opened, and the words are all fresh."

There are more than [-] characters on the paper, and the strokes are like flying clouds and startling dragons, or like flying phoenixes.

Some people pay attention to the calligraphy of this full-score volume, some people glance halfway and are pinned to a certain word in it, and some people appreciate and immerse themselves in the artistic conception of this "secret window", and are fascinated by the fresh meaning of this sentence. absorb.

However, there are still some people whose attention is diverted thousands of miles away, making a certain pair of teachers and students in the school want to beat someone up.

"Hey Ziyu, is this the window of your study? Kongting Coke can barely understand, what the hell is Changlin Kefeng, isn't the only green plant visible to the naked eye in the yard of you and brother Teng Ying, the cluster of chrysanthemums in the southeast corner? ..." Just when everyone in the resolute hall was appreciating the words quietly, and the lord Zhao Rong turned his head in embarrassment, Fan Yushu was stunned, turned his head and asked in a puzzled way: "Why do you open the book through the window?" , the words are all fresh... um, isn't there just a cucumber field outside the west window of your study, and it has been wiped out long ago..."

"..." Zhao Rong.

Can you not talk to me, you elbow away...

However, the school was already quiet, and Fan Yushu was a bastard, so he blurted out a question, and all the students in the hall heard it, and cast curious and puzzled looks like him.

Originally, I wanted to pretend I didn't hear it and ignore this pig teammate, but at this moment, even Yu Huaijin, who was sitting in the first row, turned her head to pay attention, not to mention a certain elegant female gentleman on the podium was also slightly sideways... Zhao The corner of Rong's mouth twitched, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, he turned his head and said seriously to Fan Yushu, the "curious baby":
"Isn't the green of cucumbers green? The cucumber fields are not only green with leaves, but also tall and big. If you look around, this is the same as the 'Long Forest'. Do you understand the metaphor?"

Fan Yushu was stunned when he heard this, scratched his head, and said in a guilty tone, "Ah, I'm sorry Ziyu, I didn't know those cucumbers were so important to you, and they could create such a wonderful reading mood..."

Zhao Rong kept a straight face and didn't look at him, "Also, you should stop stealing cucumbers from our yard in the future."

"I'm really sorry Ziyu, hey, I accidentally ruined the atmosphere of your study." Fan Yushu sighed and clapped his hands.

A certain person looked out of the window, as if thinking of the cucumbers in front of the window that accompanied him to study for a while... Fucai sighed and waved his hands in reluctance: "It's good to know, um, next time I won't pick it again."

"sure……"

Just when Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu showed their brotherhood and reconciliation, and the students around were curious and couldn't help laughing, Yu Huaijin silently looked at the calligraphy for a while, then turned to look at her husband.

Zhu Yourong seemed not to have heard the quarrel between Zhao Rong and Fan Yushu, and opened his lips softly: "This time I changed the paper, but I saw a lot of interesting windows... Huaijin's window is bright and clean, Xueyou's window is exquisite, red fish's colorful , Deer's window is elegant, Ziyu's window... quiet, Yushu's window is quiet, and it is also interesting..."

She casually reported the names of some students and commented on them. The Russian empress looked at the audience and said seriously: "Each has its own highlights, but those who get high scores are not necessarily the best, and those who get low scores are not necessarily the best." It doesn't have to be that the window is boring, because it's a calligraphic assessment, and if you stick to the word 'window' and don't digress, you will naturally be graded according to the level of calligraphy... So don't belittle yourself and envy others."

Yu Huaijin asked solemnly: "Whose window do you like the most?"

"I don't even like it." To the surprise of all the students, the female teacher on the stage shook her head without thinking, "I don't really like windows very much, because even the most beautiful windows can shut people up, and they can only show Give people the outside side, some desired scenery is not inside.”

Yu Huaijin and Zhao Rong, who was secretly guilty, were startled.

Zhu Yourong smiled and said judo: "So I like to go out and write in the open-air flower garden."

Without waiting for the students in the audience to think about it, the female teacher on the stage continued to give lectures, from Zhao Rong's "opening the book and using a green" to the eleven ways of writing the word "window", and finally ushered in the bell in the mountains and forests. Voice.

"get out of class."

Holding the book in her arms, Zhu Yourong turned around and walked off the podium. When she reached the door, she suddenly stamped her feet and spoke without turning her head. The voice of her words suppressed the noise of the students behind her, like pressing the pause button.

"Zhao Ziyu come out."

Under the surprised and curious eyes, a young student sitting in the last row got up with his book bag.

When he walked out of the quiet school, the woman's figure had disappeared at the corner of the promenade by the lake in front of him, her direction was to the left, and her footsteps were unexpectedly merciless.

The Qingjin student carrying the bookbag grumbled, threw the bookbag behind his shoulder, hooked his fingers, and followed quickly.

The wind chimes hung in the corridor by students of a certain school were rang by the autumn wind.

The lake surface under the setting sun is sprinkled with sparkling light, like a golden colored glass wall that has been blown out of wrinkles. It is impossible to piece together the clear reflections of the pedestrians by the lake, just like a puzzle that has been disrupted.

Zhao Rong looked down at the lake outside the fence in a daze, counting his steps in his heart, without looking at the road, and occasionally stretched out his palm outside the fence to catch a handful of warm sunshine.

Zhu Yourong held the book, her body was graceful, a few strands of hair on her temples were brushed behind her ears, her chin was slightly lifted, and she kept staring straight ahead without turning her head.

From time to time along the way, teachers and students stopped to look sideways and greeted this elegant and intellectual female gentleman. The latter just nodded her chin slightly when she saw this, and walked straight ahead without responding.

Because it was just after class, and there were more and more people on the corridor, the pair of teachers and students who walked out of the candid hall first kept a tacit distance from each other, so not many passers-by realized that these two were together of……

Until one of the two spoke first.

……

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