After adapting to the daily life of the college, Ling Zhen lived happily every day.
There is progress every day, and the harvest is not small.
After all, the eight instructors in Island College are all rare guides on the road to greatness.
Xu Bailing, the former leader of Chi Lian Guixu, was already considered a pretty good training instructor to Ling Zhen.
And compared with the outstanding figures from the eight major islands, the difference is really far behind.
Not to mention a world of difference, there is indeed a bit of a gap between adults and children.
Day by day passed, and there was little excitement in the quiet practice days. For Ling Zhen, who had suffered from assassins, this kind of life was actually peaceful and happy.
Not a single assassin is here.
At least you don't have to worry about being decapitated by a flying sword every day when you go out.
The "memory" with brother Qiu Jinqiu was indeed very satisfying, but to be honest, Ling Zhen really didn't want to experience it again.
It's still comfortable outside, really.
After staying in the academy for three months, one thing that troubled Ling Zhen was that it was difficult to see his eldest sister.
That is, Ling Fengge, the female top student in Shang Island, whose grades are always ranked first, and whose figure and appearance can be said to be the best in the academy.
As the eldest sister of Ling Zhen's family, she almost never attends classes with other students. She is a maverick and is the only exception among the students.
Feng Ge, a school bully, is devoted to practicing swordsmanship with Ying Chun, a gold medal instructor known as the "Sword Master", and often does not even show his face for several months.
He has the airs of a dragon that sees the beginning but not the end, and is very aloof.
For this reason, Ling Zhen had some small complaints.
Of course, I just complained a few words in my heart, I never dared and would not say anything in person.
After Yao Ying's death, the current "sword cultivator" in the Ling family of the Villa, excluding martial artist Ling Jieao, is Ling Fengge.
Ling Zhen was ranked last among the nine sons of the Ling family. He knew very well that his eldest sister was a master of swordsmanship and extremely diligent, so he didn't want to bother her too much and let Ling Fengge have a hard time seeing her.
You practice yours, brother, my life is actually quite happy, and I don’t feel lonely at all!
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A very sad news.
The central downtown area of the college, which is open every half month, is the most prosperous entertainment venue, "Hangfu", and has announced that it will be closed for three months.
The reason is that the weird old man Feng Bi who is responsible for governing the territory here is going to buy a batch of goods from other continents.
With no more drinks to drink and no place to "run wild" with singing and dancing, this incident was no less than a bolt from the blue, which made many students who loved visiting Shangdao feel despair.
Less than two days after the news came out, a group of people led by Ling Zhen and Yang Junjie pulled up banners and went to the entrance of the central downtown to cause trouble.
The content of the banner is nothing new.
It's nothing more than some words like "If I don't open the bustling market, I will die" and "I will have no intention of practicing after a fucking test." These words are a bit funny, but they also come from the heart and speak directly from the heart.
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The demonstrations initiated by 3701 Sleeping Group lasted less than half a day.
Yang Junjie's father, the vice president of the college, Yang Jie, suppressed it all by himself.
Like a stone thrown into the sea, it fails to stir up any valuable waves.
The three-month "closed market" still exists.
This means that every student in the college has to have a full quarter without a place to vent their emotions and drink as much as they want!
Alas!
That night, Yang Junjie and Ji Xingchen, two roommates with very different body shapes, hugged each other and cried bitterly.
Pan Jian simply ran to the balcony and sang a song to express his inner unwillingness.
Gao Fei was indifferent to this, and the inability to open it had little impact on him. He only felt that the cries of Yang and Ji were a bit noisy, so he took the initiative to leave the dormitory and took his sword out to practice more.
Ling Zhen was sitting alone on the bed, with his back against the wall, his expression solemn and thoughtful.
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The second month of the "Carry His Mother" lockdown.
Ling Zhen has a unique invention of his own.
It is a fantastic drink, especially suitable for practitioners.
The preparation method of that fairy drink is simple.
Ling Zhen developed dozens of special yellow beans, ground them into powder, and blended them into the water.
After a while, the water will turn dark brown in color.
The fragrance is fragrant, take a sip, and your mouth will be filled with a mellow and non-greasy taste.
After drinking a cup, the whole person feels refreshed and the mind and vision become much brighter. Even if you practice hard all day long, you will not feel tired at all.
It is enough to ensure that a monk is in the best condition for practicing that day. Even if he suffers some injuries, it doesn't matter. This thing can even slightly relieve the pain of illness, which is amazing.
After some thought, Ling Zhen decided to name this drink "Beautiful Things".
The implication is of course that after drinking this drink, all your wishes will come true all day long and it will be so beautiful!
What's the harm if we don't open entertainment venues?
It doesn't matter if you can't sing or dance.
I have good things going on.
After drinking a glass of ice-cold "good things", no matter how hard the practice is, it feels like doing nothing!
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Ji Xingchen almost got punished.
Fortunately, Gao Fei, a swordsman in white clothes, tried his best to hold him back, so Ah Xing didn't get into trouble and got into a fight with the students.
The reason was that the fat man in red robe, with a bit of a mean mouth, publicly called a round-faced girl named Che Baozhu.
Cars, cars, cars.
This fat girl named Che is a shy little stammerer who stumbles over her words. She once said "Che" several times in a row when introducing herself, so she got the nickname "Che Che Che".
Che Baozhu himself naturally didn't like this nickname.
Girls are called "Che Che Che" by others. Who could like such a nickname that neither sounds good nor has any meaningful meaning?
But because Che Baozhu was timid and timid, she had no choice but to accept it silently when others yelled at her.
Che Baozhu could bear it, but her brother couldn't.
Car box.
The elder brother of Che Baozhu, when he introduced himself back then, claimed to be the "car" of the chariot and the "box" of the Excalibur sword box.
The brother of the Che family, Che Zi, has a very explosive temper and a bad temper, as if he has inherited the old-fashioned Cao Ping Cao. He has a very bad relationship with everyone and dislikes everyone.
I was once punished a lot for throwing a sword at a classmate in class. After a year of doing nothing wrong, I was able to get rid of that serious mistake.
He has never been a friend, but he is closest to his biological sister Che Baozhu. Due to the early death of his parents, a brother and sister have been dependent on each other for many years. Che Xi truly regards his sister Che Baozhu as his most precious "pearl in the palm of his hand". Love so much.
It was announced to the public that if anyone dared to call her sister "Che, Che, Che" again, and his car heard the words, he would tear that person's mouth to pieces with his own hands.
Perhaps due to the same tragic life experience, Gao Fei actually didn't have a bad impression of the carriage.
For things like today, even though they were sleeping in the same room, A Fei still felt that Ji Xingchen was at fault first.
Gao Fei in white kept helping Ah Xing apologize to the car box.
In addition, Pan Jian and Yang Junjie were responsible for pulling the furious carriage.
The turmoil caused by a nickname was finally calmed down, and there was no "bloody incident" like the last time at Yanbo Pavilion.
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That night, I went to bed alone.
The "Five Tigers of Sad Island" are all surprisingly energetic.
It's possible that he drank too much of Ling Shao's special "good thing" in the afternoon.
It is also possible that we talked about a topic of interest.
In short, none of the five people slept, and no one wanted to sleep.
Ah Xing, a fat man wearing a loose nightgown, clasped his feet and said that he wanted to have a free and romantic love.
He also said that when he was a prince in the country of Shenlongzhou in his early years, his father asked him to marry the princess of a neighboring country every now and then.
He didn't like that. That princess, who was also from the Great Dragon Clan, was extremely ugly. Even Ji Xingchen, who considered herself average-looking, bluntly said that she was so ugly that it was hard to swallow.
Ah Xing stuck his head out and looked at Gao Fei lying on the upper bunk, and said with a smile: "It's almost like Ah Fei dressing up as a woman."
After hearing this, Gao Fei laughed a few times, and then threw his ceramic water cup down from a height.
Missing Ah Xing, the ceramic cup smashed to pieces on the ground with a crisp sound.
While Pan Jian was cleaning the floor with a dustpan and broom, he couldn't help but complain: "Axing, can you please stop smearing your boogers on the edge of the bed? It's so disgusting!"
When Ji Xingchen heard this, he just kept having a silly laugh and said with a sleazy look on his face: "I want to be more free and chase a girl who can really make my heart beat... By the way, we were together last time I think the girl Wei who went to Zongqinglou to sing is good, and Ding Xiaohan is also good-looking. Which one do you think I should choose better?"
Yang Junjie laughed out loud and said truthfully: "I'm not dreaming anymore. Ha Xing, I asked, but neither of them likes you!"
Ah Xing was very frustrated, pouted, and said angrily: "Why do I not believe what you say? No, I have to talk to them specifically next time..."
Gao Fei smiled coldly and said: "Please don't go, so as not to scare those two girls into nightmares in the middle of the night."
Ji Xingchen retorted, "They don't have nightmares after seeing you, A Fei, but they will have nightmares after seeing me?"
At this time, Pan Jian, who was mopping the floor, was startled and shouted to his superiors: "A Fei, please stop, if you want to throw something on the floor again, I won't help you clean up the mess!"
Because Master Pan said these words, A Fei reluctantly spared Ji Xingchen for once.
Young Master Yang suddenly said to Ling Zhen who was on the lower bunk: "Master Ling, last time I chatted with Wei Mingshui, she said she has a crush on you. Do you want to develop a relationship?"
Ling Zhen was confused, raised his eyebrows and asked: "Who is that? Wei what?"
Yang Junjie clicked his tongue and said, "I forgot so quickly. Wei Mingshui is the girl who sang and drank with us in the box before. She is very thin and has a beautiful skin..."
Ling Zhen nodded, "That's right, I remembered it. Why, what do you want me to develop with her?"
Yang Junjie held his forehead and sighed: "Master Ling, are you pretending to be stupid or are you really stupid? Of course it's about falling in love. You've been in the academy for such a long time, so you should give it a try to love on campus, right?"
Ling Zhen pretended to be crazy and smiled stupidly: "I'm sorry, I'm not interested. I know what's wrong. In the past few months, I haven't been interested in women at all."
Yang Junjie said helplessly: "Have you been infected by Ah Fei? Such a stoic person... Mr. Ling, please never tell me that you like men. Then I won't dare to be brothers with you anymore."
Opposite him, Gao Fei, who was also on the upper bunk, let out a "poof".
Ling Zhen also happily rewarded Young Master with two words, "Get out!"
Ji Xingchen laughed hard and said inexplicably: "Haha, I remembered that my ancestor Hua Chong of the Red Dragon lineage was the easiest to talk to. When I returned to Shenlong Continent, I went to find my ancestor and beg him to give me a gift. It’s a marriage, Xinhua Chong is right, long live my ancestor!"
Young Master Yang joked: "Well, my ancestor saw that you are pious and decided to reward you with a fat girl weighing more than 500 pounds. You must marry her. This is a gift from my ancestor, you can't afford to push it back!" "
Thinking that this possibility was indeed possible, Ah Xing was like a stuffed balloon again, speechless.
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The three-month "closed market" has finally passed, and the most prosperous area in the center of Shang Academy has regained its vitality, and everyone is happy and excited.
After Yang Junjie heard the news, he ran excitedly and gave the strange old man Feng Bi a solid hug. He was obviously overjoyed.
Pan Jian said with a smile, "You have a girlfriend, but you still go shopping with your mother. Aren't you afraid that Miss Shen will be jealous?"
But Yang Junjie said lightly: "Are you talking about Shen Jiayi? I broke up with her a long time ago, how can we still talk about it?"
Mr. Pan clicked his tongue a few times and said with emotion: "It's so short. It seems like another worthless love affair."
Yang Junjie raised his eyebrows and said, "What about you, how are you and Yan Xinyao getting along? Are you still together?"
Master Pan said without hesitation: "Of course, I'm talking seriously. Do you think I'm as easygoing as you?"
Yang Junjie smiled so hard that he narrowed his eyes, "What should I say? What's the matter? Miss Heyan."
Pan Jian looked embarrassed and said sarcastically: "Not yet. The relationship between Yaoyao and I is still very innocent and has never reached that point."
Young Master Yang couldn't stop laughing on the spot, "It's been half a year, what's the matter? Young Master Pan, can you do it? How can you be as good as the virgin Ah Fei?"
Pan Jian pursed his lips and said helplessly: "I didn't want to either. It was Yao Yaofei who said it wasn't that time yet and wanted me to keep waiting... Sigh, sometimes I really feel that I can't bear it anymore."
Young Master Yang laughed heartily, patted his good brother on the shoulder and said: "It's okay, Young Master Pan, just be patient for a little longer. If Miss Yan doesn't give it to you, just break up with her and I'll find you another one." Enough."
Pan Jian's eyes lit up, "Is this true?"
Yang Junjie patted his chest and said confidently: "It's absolutely true, and it's guaranteed to be fake!"
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In the blink of an eye, Ling Zhen had already stayed in Shang Academy for half a year.
Half a year and one semester, the final exam of this semester is coming soon.
Although he didn't like Teacher Cao, Ling Zhen's liberal arts scores were really good, so Cao Ping could only hold his nose and give him a few passing grades.
He barely passed the assessment for this semester.
As for the other instructors, their impressions of Ling Zhen were not bad, and they all gave them a pass.
Young Master Yang and Young Master Pan were the "top students" in the academy, so they naturally passed the test smoothly.
There were only two people who failed to pass the exam after three, seven and one sleep.
Ah Xing and Ah Fei.
Whether it is Ji Xingchen or Gao Fei, they are brothers who are very good at subjects. They have excellent grades in several subjects and are deeply loved by their teachers.
Some of them are so bad that they can't even get a score of 60 or so.
So I can only take advantage of the holidays to study extra and prepare for the make-up exam next year.
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The holidays are relaxed, you can live peacefully every day, and do research without any pressure.
In the afternoon, the warm sun shone in the window, and Pan Jian was taking care of the flowers and plants he had carefully cultivated by the balcony where the clothes were hung.
Yang Shao habitually lay on the edge of the window and looked up at the girls' dormitory opposite, hoping to see some "novel" good things.
The afternoon was peaceful and peaceful.
Suddenly, the door to the 3701 dormitory was pushed open, and two people hurriedly pushed the door open and left.
It was Gao Fei, the swordsman in white, and Ji Xingchen, the fat man.
Young Master Yang turned his head and glanced at them, and asked, "Aren't you on the Yanbo River preparing for the make-up exam? Why are you back?"
Pan Jian also stopped what he was doing and asked: "You are still in such a hurry...could something big happen?"
Gao Fei tried his best to calm down his breathing and said excitedly: "It's a big event, it's indeed a big event!"
Yang Junjie smiled and said: "Is it possible that you, Gao Fei, have found a girlfriend? That is indeed the first time."
Pan Jian also became happy, "If this is true, then I have to open the bottle of champagne I bought from Mistrich last time and celebrate it."
Gao Fei waved his hands repeatedly, "No, I'm not looking for a partner, but this matter is worth opening the champagne for you."
Yang Junjie frowned slightly, "What's the point? What happened? It's hard to listen to you, A Fei, talk. A Xing, tell me, did anything good happen?"
Ji Xingchen, who weighed hundreds of kilograms, nodded his head with a smile on his face and said loudly: "It's a great thing, a great thing... Mr. Ling is now accepted as the second disciple by that mentor Ying!"
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During the summer vacation, Ling Zhen practiced swordplay somewhere in Blind Mountain, north of Kun Lake.
Suddenly a white tiger skin fell from the sky.
The old man is black and thin, with white hair and a white beard, and has two swords as his feet.
This old man has a reputation as a gold medal tutor in Shang Island, and it is hard to get even one lesson on weekdays.
His surname is Ying and his given name is Chun.
He was a martial arts guardian who once led an era of martial arts and a generation of swordsman saints.
He is the ace tutor in the college, second only to the positive and negative principals.
At the same time, she is the eldest sister of the Ling family and the master of Ling Fengge, the number one female student in the college.
Before Ling Zhen could react, the thin, dark old man nicknamed "Sword Master" slowly spoke while stroking his long beard: "Son of the Ling family, I have no children in this life, but I hope a pair of apprentices can come up with the word 'good'. Although your eldest sister was born with a talent for swordsmanship and is an extremely rare prodigy, it is true that her talent, Ling Fengge, is far inferior to yours, Ling Zhen... I will only ask you this once. Will you please worship me? As a master, will you inherit my swordsmanship from Ying Chun?"
