Crown Jewels

Chapter 14 Interesting People

Qi Yuan pondered for a while, and briefly said a few words to Song Yan, only to see surprise and bewilderment appearing on his brows and eyes.

This kid doesn't seem to know much about what's going on in the court these days.

Qi Yuan patted Song Yan's back lightly, and said something carefully.

"The current affairs of the court, sir will mention you in class, so..."

Qi Yuan's tone paused, and suddenly he spoke in a drawn-out tone, and his eyes were stained with teasing, but fortunately only the two of them could hear it.

"Next time in the classics and history class, don't drag that kid Fu Sinian out, or you'll miss out on a lot of good things—"

Qi Yuan's tone was gentle, and he clearly named the two of them skipping class in his words, but Song Yan could hear the playfulness in his tone, and inexplicably narrowed the distance between them.

"Yeah - what the head of the house said is very true, since that's the case -"

"Last time it was revealed, let's start again?"

Sensing Qi Yuan's attitude, Song Yan raised his eyebrows, his words seemed ambiguous but the essence had already begun to be tested.

I understand that what Song Yan said about starting over is implying whether his absence from class can be uncovered.

Qi Yuan just smiled, but said something meaningful when he left.

"Be careful next time!"

Seeing the back of Qi Yuan leaving, Song Yan lowered his eyes to hide the smile in his eyes.

He is also an interesting person.

However, I remembered Qi Yuan's words just now.

The Turkic people may come to pay tribute to Yan State, is it good to form a state?

Song Yan snorted out a laugh suddenly, but there was no warmth when he heard it, unexpectedly it was a bit permeable.

The first is the friendship between the two countries, and then the next step

...Oh, is it a marriage?

The tip of his tongue pressed against his left cheek, Song Yan took a deep breath, and refocused on the "Turkic History Collection" in his hand.

A faint silhouette drooped from the eyelashes, but Song Yan's expression became more serious.

The breeze blows outside the window, rustling the leaves.

The sudden noise in the teaching room attracted Song Yan's attention, like fish balls tumbling in a boiling water pot.

Song Yan frowned slightly, and looked at the sky outside the window.

Just as he was lazily preparing to put the book away, he felt Fu Sinian's push on his left elbow.

Song Yan glanced over his head and saw him winking, motioning for himself to look outside the teaching room.

Song Yan looked intently and saw Qi Yuan blocking the door, talking to the female student opposite.

Taking a closer look, it turned out to be Gu Baozhu.

The gentle breeze dried her slightly sweaty hair. It seemed that because of the rush of time, she was not wearing a college skirt today.

Today, she changed into a neat light-yellow military uniform.

The woman's cheeks were bright red after exercise, which added to the gorgeous appearance.

Averting his eyes lightly, Song Yan lowered his eyelids, and kept packing the books in his hands, but the conversation between the two at the door came to his ears along the breeze.

First came Qi Yuan's gentle and polite voice.

"Next time, don't forget the college skirt, go in quickly, the head of the mountain is coming."

Gu Baozhu looked at Qi Yuan on the opposite side, with gratitude in his eyes.

She had just rushed back from the racecourse, and she really forgot the time, and it was too late to redress and change the skirt, so she could only come here first.

Qi Yuan's attitude is very gentle, the corners of his lips have an arc that does not embarrass or embarrass him, he is polite and courteous and can take care of others' emotions carefully and considerately.

"Thank you Chief!"

Gu Baozhu nodded slightly, and then walked through the back door of the Jiaozhai to directly enter the side of the female students from the Eastern Region.

Song Yan's eyes lightly glanced at the female students, and when he saw that only the seat on his right was vacant, he couldn't help but twitch.

Although there was an aisle with a table for two in the middle, he suddenly had the image of the long-faced male student winking at the people around him when he looked at Gu Baozhu diagonally from behind.

Song Yan didn't see the slightest bit of kindness and courtesy in that demeanor.

"Baozhu, sit here with me—"

Until Shen Lanqing lowered his voice, Song Yan felt that the table and chairs on the right had moved, and Gu Baozhu should have moved inside.

Song Yan glanced lightly, and Shen Lan's green college skirt had already completely covered Gu Baozhu's goose-yellow military uniform.

Seeing this, his somewhat stiff body relaxed a little bit.

After regaining his composure, Song Yan glanced lightly at the male student obliquely behind him, and licked his lips lightly, without showing any excess emotion in his eyebrows or eyes.

As soon as he walked into the lecture hall, Qi Yuan opened his mouth to attract the attention of everyone in the teaching room with a gentle voice.

"I have something to tell you today."

Not long after, the atmosphere in the teaching room became solemn again, Qi Yuan looked at it and nodded lightly, and continued:

"Returning to the Ancient Academy every August, there will be sacrifices and lectures successively, both of which are large-scale events held by the academy."

"The head of the mountain and the Supervisory Academy have decided to be in charge of the reception ceremony this year. They will be selected from among you, two men and two men."

Qi Yuan's words contained a lot of information, and the teaching room exploded again.

"Qi Zhaichang, then tell me, what are the specific criteria for the selection of this ceremony?"

The man's voice was rough and eager, and he looked at Qi Yuan with his jaw raised slightly.

Although he looks polite on the surface, the arrogance in his eyes that belongs only to the children of the aristocratic family can be seen through at a glance even if he tries to dormant and forbears.

"Standard—"

Qi Yuan glanced at the male student with big and small eyes under the stage, and recalled the standard that the dean said when he was selected for the spotlight by accident.

When he looked at the unruly male student again, there was a playful smile on the corner of his lips, and there was more genuine sympathy in his eyes.

"Shan Chang's original words, no comment!"

"However—"

Qi Yuan's words turned slightly.

"The head of the mountain also said that the selection is only among the students, and the outstanding ones are selected!"

"So, you might as well focus on the things you can control."

"after all--"

Qi Yuan hooked his lips, that expression was somewhat meaningful.

"College exams are coming soon, and whether the grades are good or bad will affect the standard of excellence, you should also know."

After speaking, the audience really complained.

Qi Yuan smiled indifferently, maintained good discipline again, and invited the head of the mountain into the teaching room to start teaching.

The sound of the bell outside the window is clear and distant, reminding the masters of the time.

Lu Jiuxi put away the books, he looked at the people in the hall, seeing that they were absent-minded, but he just smiled and didn't say much.

In the studio, the figures of the mountain chiefs Lu Jiuxi and Qi Yuan finally disappeared, and the students in twos and threes began to discuss.

The woman's charming voice sounded pitiful.

"Lan Qing, you have to save me!"

"I really don't understand the arithmetic and geometry of the math class. Qi Zhaichang said that the class test is coming soon, and you have to draw the key points for me."

Gu Baozhu's voice was somewhat depressed, but she still tried her best to comfort herself:

"I still don't believe it, I have memorized all the things you drew for me, and I can still let it support my hind legs!"

On the other side, Song Yan drooped his eyes, let the girl's voice come into his ears, but acted like no one, just quietly lowered his head to pack his things.

But Fu Sinian put his right hand on his shoulder, and leaned towards Song Yan's ear full of interest, his eyes were still shining.

"Hey Song Yan, you said—"

Fu Siqing hissed, and glanced at Shen Lanqing opposite, the corners of his lips were raised high, but he seemed hesitant.

(End of this chapter)