Zhao Rong felt something.

He couldn't help but take another look at Yu Huaijin's serious expression.

Well, it should be 'serious', Zhao Rong guessed.

Based on his experience in getting along with this senior of Suixing Hall these days.

She will have a stern face when she is angry, she will have a stern face when she is happy, she will have a stern face when she is serious, she will have a stern face when she is serious, and she will also have a stern face when nothing happens...

Anyway, just keep a straight face and that's it. At most, add a frown to let you know that she is angry or is staring at you.

"Thank you, Xiao Yu'er." Zhao Rong also said seriously to Yu Huaijin.

The more he thought about it, the more he thought the name sounded like... a biscuit. He didn't know if such dry food existed in this world.

So I couldn't help but whisper, "Xiao Yu'er? Xiao Yu'er..."

Next to Zhao Rong, this woman who used to behave in a rigid manner in the past touched her sleeves with her little hands, as if she was looking for something "something handy", but she gave up in the end.

She took two deep breaths, turned back to the long table, and continued to handle the procedures for the students in the hall.

I am too lazy to pay attention to this crooked teacher.

Zhao Rong glanced at Yu Huaijin's small back, then put his hands in his sleeves and squinted at the movement not far away.

At this moment, the open space where the Suixing Hall students were was quiet.

The attention on the court was all on Sima Duyi and Li Xueyou for a moment.

"oh."

After hearing the answer, the jade-like woman from Xiaojia responded softly.

She raised her head and spoke in a friendly tone, "Brother Duyi, I didn't see you a few days ago...Did you go to Nanxiaoyao again?"

Sima Duyi originally shrugged his eyelids, his cold eyes as if he hadn't woken up.

Hearing this, he raised his eyelids, and then turned his gaze away slightly, not looking directly into Li Xueyou's eyes, and nodded, "Well, I just came back the day before yesterday."

As soon as his lower voice fell, he didn't wait for Li Xueyou to ask any more questions. He stretched out his hand from the jade hanging at his waist and 'twisted' out an ancient book and an envelope with no words on the cover.

Sima Duyi first handed over the ancient book with a smile on his lips.

"I heard you reciting this game book. When I got off the boat in Lihuo Country when I came back, I happened to see it at the market. I don't know if it is the one you mentioned."

Li Xueyou opened her eyes, took them with her hands, and after looking over them carefully, her eyes gradually brightened.

She looked surprised and held the ancient book in her arms.

"This is it. Brother Duyi, you are so lucky! Thank you, Brother Duyi. I will give it to you no matter how much you spent."

Li Xueyou took out the small purse with Qiankun in it and buried her head in order to withdraw the money.

Sima Duyi raised his hand to stop him, "No need, Xue You, I didn't spend much money, and...I forgot about it too."

Li Xueyou said sweetly: "Oh, okay then, I really want to thank you, Brother Duyi."

She carefully turned over the rare game book in her hand, unable to put it down.

"I first heard about this book "The Collection of Forgetting Worry and Pure Music" from Teacher Qi... Later I searched the streets of Duyou City and the academy building but couldn't find it. It was left by a nine-dan chess player from a certain dynasty at the foot of the mountain. At first

It was stored in the royal secret treasury of that country. Later, the times changed..."

Li Xueyou's voice gradually became darker, but then she hugged the game score again and said in an excited tone:

"Although it is not the only unique copy in the world, it can still be regarded as a rare copy. Teacher Qi said that no more than ten handwritten copies exist in the world. Brother Duyi, your luck is really excellent."

This little girl with a man's hair tied with a goose-yellow ribbon is full of energy.

When she smiled, two small dimples appeared on both cheeks, and her bright smile lit up the air around her.

The people watching around seemed to be in the same mood. They were infected by Li Xueyou and instantly became brighter.

Near the two of them.

When Xiao Hongyu saw this scene, his eyes were a little strange, but he was not too surprised. He just held back a smile and glanced at his happy friend beside him.

The corners of her big red lips raised,

Not far away, Zhao Rong's eyes were also attracted by the two small dimples, and he couldn't help but take a few glances. The two of them had a brief interaction before, and most of Li Xueyou's smiles he saw were polite pursed lips, unable to smile.

Showing teeth.

Today, perhaps because the cold-eyed young man was indeed closer, his smile became brighter.

There are actually two cute little dimples.

Zhao Rong smiled.

He was somewhat aware of what she just said.

This girl, who is usually shy and introverted, seems to like playing chess. She seemed more active in chess classes than in other arts classes.

And the teacher Qi she talks about is the chess master from Shuxingtang, whose name is Qi Wei.

In Confucianism, the title of 'sir' is relatively more polite and respectful, while 'teacher' is the title used when teachers and students get close, just like yesterday when Zhu Yourong knocked Zhao Rong on the forehead with a board and asked him to shout.

After Zhao Rong returned to the academy, he had the impression of a short period of time.

Mr. Qi from the calligraphy class is quite interesting.

In addition to liking to take them to play chess in the sea of ​​clouds and showing no signs of cultivation, their speaking and dealing styles are also quite unique.

And I heard from Fan Yushu that this gentleman often goes in and out of Youlan Mansion...

However, Zhao Rong was not familiar with him and kept a low profile during chess classes.

Except for the calligraphy class, which had to be high-profile, and the music class, which had to be low-key, Zhao Rong's other arts classes were conducted quietly and orderly, without attracting attention.

No, actually there is an exception for art, because I didn’t take it at all.

The Xuezheng in charge of the discipline and atmosphere of Mochi Academy, who is also a part-time teacher of the Illegitimate Dodo, took more than half a month's leave after the last mid-month exam, and left the academy to go out on business...

At this time, facing Li Xueyou's smile.

Sima Duyi didn't speak, but his eyes were slightly open as if he hadn't woken up, and he was looking at her smile carefully, a little dazed.

Li Xueyou was accustomed to Sima Duyi looking at her face in a daze, but she still sighed lightly in her heart.

A woman with dimples hides her dimples quietly.

Sima Duyi came back to his senses. The smile on his face seemed to be even wider. He shook his head and said, "You're welcome. This is your birthday gift in advance. It's only a few days away."

"Hey, Brother Duyi, you actually remember."

"How could I forget."

The corners of Li Xueyou's eyes were crooked, but suddenly, she raised her head, slowly lowered it, and whispered sadly:

"My dad just forgot. The last time I went back, no matter how I hinted at him, I couldn't get the answer right. He didn't remember."

Hearing this, Sima Duyi raised his eyelids.

He hesitated to speak, but he still didn't name him for the obvious reason.

After all, regardless of Sima Duyi's status, he did not want to offend a smiling old man in Duyou City.

Yes, I don’t want to, I absolutely don’t want to, it’s too late to please me.

Even Sima Yiyi was drunk by him, making an exception...

At this time, he was quiet for a while and said: "Uncle, is he... okay recently?"

Hearing this, Li Xueyou beamed, "He's very good, um, except for occasionally not going to bed on time."

Sima Duyi nodded slightly, narrowed his eyes, looked around Li Xueyou, and saw the students from Sui Xing Hall who were surrounding him enthusiastically, and nodded to them.

Seeing this, the latter responded verbally one after another, calling "senior brother" in a friendly tone, and the crowd became noisy.

Either chatting or asking some questions.

The contrast between this enthusiastic scene and the deserted scene when I was in class with someone and not many people responded to my words was a bit sharp.

Zhao Rong twitched the corner of his mouth, wanting to tell them that class is going on now, sir, and I am right next to him.

It was like meeting an idol, he watched calmly.

Reading seeds...

The young Confucian scholar narrowed his eyes slightly.

At this moment, Sima Yiyi no longer seemed as alienated from Li Xueyou's classmates.

He was calm and thoughtful about everyone's problems and spoke up without hesitation.

The students of Suixing Hall were even more enthusiastic. Wu Peiliang, who had been "rising up" in Zhao Rong's class before and couldn't hold back his righteousness, even said that he was "the only senior brother". Coupled with his somewhat feminine tone, Zhao Rong became a little suspicious.

Already...

Not long after, Sima Duyi ended these greetings and turned his head to face Li Xueyou.

"Xiaoxueyou, you are still in class. Forget it for today. I will come find you later and we will go to the city to see my uncle."

"Um."
To be continued...