Yuanshin: The sickly Leishen is in my class

Huang Xing sneezed reflexively, it's over, hangover and cold, he's about to catch a cold.

He pushed and shoved Ying helplessly.

"Aying... got up, I'm going to be late..."

"No, it's already late..."

Ying, who was wrapped in the quilt, turned over lazily, and squinted at Huang Xing.

Then close your eyes and fall back to sleep.

"I'm on the...varsity team...no classes..."

"Ah Chen, you can go... I'm so dizzy, I'll sleep a little longer..."

"..."

Listening to her evenly rising and falling sound of sound sleep, Huang Xing said helplessly:

"I want to go, but you let go!"

When Ah Ying turned around, she tied herself up like an octopus with her hands and feet, treating Huang Xing like a big teddy bear.

She soon fell asleep again, with contented moans from her mouth, and she didn't know what she dreamed of...

It took a lot of effort for Huang Xing to pull out one hand. He looked at his phone again. Zhou Yang and Zhang Zikai each sent several messages to him.

Zhou Yang asked: It's almost the third class, why don't you come to class?

Zhang Zikai asked: Boss, where are you, Boss?

Huang Xing replied to Zhang Zikai: Your boss has gone to save the world, please ask me for leave by the way.

Ignoring Zhang Zikai's follow-up replies full of complaints, Huang Xing began to think about joining the school team as soon as possible.

There is nothing to do in class other than writing novels, so staying there is also a waste of time.

It's better to go to Aying to play fencing together.

Hey hey hey.

Helping Ying tidy up the quilt, Huang Xing changed his clothes, yawned and prepared to go downstairs.

He and Ying's room was upstairs, across from a study room was Yae Kamiko, and next door was Wendy.

They all like the balcony on the second floor. This open-air balcony is full of flowers and plants. When you are free, you can lie on the edge of the balcony and enjoy the sea breeze, and look at the blue sea in the distance.

Because of Qiqi's physical condition, Huang Xing asked someone to remodel her bedroom, so she could only live on the first floor.

Zhongli said that he didn't have any requirements for the room, but he just listened to him. Huang Xing arranged for him the master bedroom on the first floor. The room was well decorated and antique, which was just right for him.

When they came to the first floor, they saw that Zhongli had already got up, and he was sitting there making tea.

Still wearing the classic and modern black and gold robe, he sat in the middle of the sofa with a focused expression, as if everything in the world was nothing compared to the purple clay pot in his hand.

He poured boiling water evenly on each tea set. Huang Xing remembered that this step was called "warmer".

Then, he slowly put the finely crushed tea leaves into the teapot, poured boiling water in, let the water contact with the tea leaves for a while, and then poured it out gently.

This step is called "washing tea", the purpose is to clean the impurities on the surface of the tea leaves, so that guests can drink tea with peace of mind.

Zhongli's every movement was very decent, with a sense of beauty that made people calm down. Huang Xing quietly sat on the stool opposite him, without disturbing him.

Zhong Li glanced at him, nodded his head slightly, as a greeting.

After a while, the spout in his hand was slightly raised.

Huang Xing saw that in Zhongli's hands, even the water column poured out of the teapot was even and steady, and the pouring movement was very rhythmic, divided into three times of raising and lowering.

This is the so-called "three nods of the phoenix" in the tea ceremony culture. While making tea, you are also paying respects to the guests.

"Wait a moment." Zhong Li signaled with a light smile.

Huang Xing didn't come down to drink tea, but after seeing this elegant and decent "tea performance", he also became interested in drinking tea, so he wasn't going to make coffee anymore.

It's a pity...with such exquisite craftsmanship, there is less than 50 yuan a catty of tea in the teapot.

It's a little pricey...

"I didn't know you were coming, old man. You didn't even prepare some good tea. You really neglected..." Huang Xing said helplessly.

Zhongli didn't take it seriously, he used the lid of the pot to wipe off the tea foam floating on it, "Although it's not the best tea, but being able to taste the tea at Little Friend Huang Xing's house has a special flavor."

After the tea leaves were brewed, the fragrance of the tea overflowed, he lined up the teacups and signaled Huang Chen to taste them.

Huang Xing blew on the hot air and sipped lightly. For some reason, he felt that it was much better than when he brewed it himself.

Maybe the steps are different, maybe it's just a psychological effect.

The two sat in the living room, drank tea, and chatted about the "realistic mentioning Watt system".

"Helping you complete some tasks, can you reopen the gate of Tivat?"

"That's right, it's just that this task of yours is a bit tricky..." Huang Xing still couldn't figure out how to complete "reading the world and savoring life".

"Maybe it's just a literal meaning." Zhong Li put down his teacup, "Before I resigned from the priesthood, I walked around Liyue Port for a long time, and suddenly found that there are many places in Liyue that I didn't pay attention to."

Huang Xing looked at him, and he continued to tell.

"Thousands of years have seen the hardest rock wear away."

"I stopped for a long time among the bustling crowd, and found that I am no longer who I was then, and neither are the people who were then."

"The idea of ​​unloading the rock god appeared by chance." He said with a light smile: "So I am very grateful for that time out for a walk, sometimes don't trap yourself in the inherent thinking, go out for a walk more, maybe There are a lot of answers just around the corner.”

"So..." Huang Xing hesitated and said, "Your answer is to go out and hang out..."

Just wandering around, looking at this, looking at that, maybe one day you will suddenly realize the Tao.

Zhongli nodded, "In terms of universal rationality, indeed."

...

While the two chatted, Wendy also came down the stairs.

"You are here!"

Looking at him, Huang Xing was also sleepy, walking unsteadily.

It seems that yesterday he really drank too much, even he drank like this.

"Thanks to you, I'm late today." Huang Xing folded his arms.

"What are you afraid of? Am I late too? I still have class today!" Wendy said indifferently.

"Then what about your students?" Huang Xing asked suspiciously.

"It's okay, it's okay! I called and asked them to review freely." Wendy also pulled a stool and sat between Huang Xing and Zhongli.

"No wonder you are the most popular teacher among students..." Huang Xing suddenly realized that a teacher who doesn't even have to attend classes, students can play casually by themselves, isn't it popular?

"Hey!" Wendy scratched her hair and laughed.

"That's right!" Huang Xing looked at Wendy, then at Zhongli.

"how?"

"I'll leave it to you to read all kinds of things in the world and taste all kinds of flavors of life!" Huang Xing patted him on the shoulder, "I still have to go to class, so you can take the old man for a stroll down the mountain in the afternoon."

"Okay~" Wendy looked very happy.

"But it's settled—" Huang Xing warned seriously: "Don't take Zhong Li to the bar to fool around! Don't go to those weird places, don't cause trouble!"

"Ah, ah, ah! Don't worry! Don't you believe me!"

"..."

Following A Ying's example, Huang Xing nodded in centimeters.

He didn't say whether to worry about him or not to worry about him.

Chapter 91 Coach, I want to play the game

After lunch, Huang Xing went down the mountain to stop a car, and took a taxi back to school.

In summer, the luxuriant pagoda trees, together with the willow trees blown by the breeze, form a vibrant green.

The sunlight fell from the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled shadows on the tree-lined path. The campus was very quiet during the lunch break. Huang Xing quickened his pace and returned to the teaching building all the way.

There were students sitting in twos and threes in the class, but the atmosphere was dull, without the vibrant feeling outside.

The reason is that the monthly exam results.

When he got back to his seat, he saw Zhou Yang and his female tablemate all had bitter faces, and couldn't help being happy.

"What's wrong? Did you fail the exam?"

Zhou Yang looked up at the smiling Huang Xing, and looked away angrily.

"Please don't talk to the scumbag like us, this student who is the first grader. The bad luck of the scumbag is contagious."

Huang Xing thought about it, didn't he fail the exam?What does it have to do with luck?

He looked at his female deskmate, "What rank did this kid get in the exam?"

Zhou Yang's female deskmate couldn't help laughing, "The comprehensive score is No. 2."

Holding back a smile, Huang Xing patted Zhou Yang's shoulder, with an expression of helping a good friend to solve problems.

"It's just the second-to-last, isn't there still a last-to-last one? What are you afraid of? You still have room to retreat."

Zhou Yang lay on the table and covered the report card, as if he didn't want to talk to him.

Huang Xing asked again: "Who is the last one?"

The female deskmate restrained her smile and pointed to the seat in front of her.

"It's classmate Lei."

"..." Huang Xing was silent for a long time.

Seeing Huang Xing's appearance, the girl at the table finally couldn't hold back her pretending serious expression, and burst out laughing.

She explained: "But Lei Tong didn't take the three subjects of humanities and comprehensive subjects. She is still a sports student."

Finally, Huang Chen heaved a sigh of relief. He remembered that he was making up lessons for Ying every day. There was a top student who racked his brains to help with his homework every day. No matter how bad his talent was, he wouldn't be the last one...

Besides, Ying's talent is quite high, especially in science.

She is determined to become a master of science and technology and go back to build a rice wife.

Huang Xing looked helplessly at his female deskmate, "Why are you so skinny now? You're not cute at all."

The female deskmate was still covering her mouth and giggling.

Huang Xing turned his head, thinking, could this be the one who is close to ink?

After I came here, Zhou Yang's character seems to have changed a lot...

The first class in the afternoon was the head teacher's class. She walked up to the podium with a serious face, and there was a sudden silence in the class.

The head teacher is actually a very easy-going person, and the atmosphere in the classroom is generally very active. The current state is because everyone did not do well in the exam, so seeing the head teacher is a bit guilty.

"The results of this monthly exam are very unsatisfactory. The average score of several subjects has dropped to the second and third in the year department. After you go back, you should reflect on whether you are studying seriously."

"Every time I see you in the corridor, some classmates are secretly sleeping. How can you sleep? You can still sleep at your age?"

"The physical education teacher is sick. All physical education classes for this month will be cancelled. Only when the results of the monthly exam are improved next time can physical education be taught!"

There was wailing in the class, and the head teacher knocked on the blackboard a few times with a cold face, and the atmosphere suddenly returned to a state of complete silence.

"In addition, there are a few students who deserve praise." The head teacher glanced at Huang Xing.

"Why don't you learn from others? How fast are their grades improving? If you don't learn from the good, you can learn from the bad!"

The head teacher's majestic gaze passed over Huang Xing, and then looked behind him...

Zhou Yang's mournful voice came from behind.

...

After class, the head teacher stopped Huang Xing who wanted to go to the gym.

First, he expressed encouragement to him who was the first in grade. With the overall decline in class performance, Huang Xing was the only reason why she could still lose some face.

Then he criticized him for always asking for leave. It is normal for students to love to play, but they must also take into account their studies and be more serious about their study attitude.