The five cheating candidates appeared on the stage one by one, as if they were on the execution ground.
The first person, whose ankle was broken by Wang Hai, was helped up by Wang Hai and said expressionlessly, "If you miss, look back to Haihan."
The second person, whose ribs were broken by Wang Hai, was supported by Wang Hai and said expressionlessly, he missed, but he still looked at Haihan.
The third person knelt down directly. Wang Hai said, General Fu will kill you for a weakling like you. The soldier cried and howled. It was obvious that he was really afraid of Fu Yuxiang.
The fourth person, without saying a word, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times at Zhao Feiyu, who only had eyes for Wang Hai.
Even so, Wang Hai still called him "play ball" one by one, but he still dunked, his knee hit the unfortunate guy's forehead, and he fainted.
The fifth person, seeing Wang Hai looking like he was about to force someone to death, pinched his neck and shouted, "Master Hai, I didn't make fun of her just now."
"You didn't make fun of her, but you looked at her and felt funny in your heart. No one can laugh at him. At least, no one can laugh at her in front of me, Wang Hai."
With this sentence, Zhao Feiyu was stunned on the sidelines, his eyes full of tenderness.
Wang Hai didn't look at her, but looked at the fifth unlucky guy, and raised his fingers: "Come on, let's play ball."
The fifth person gritted his teeth and rushed forward. Then he hit the shelf under the backboard and fainted.
Wang Hai lost the ball and came to Zhao Feiyu, still expressionless.
"If the eldest lady is tired, the younger one will escort you back to rest."
"I…"
Facing Wang Hai's impassive face, Zhao Feiyu didn't know why, but his heartbeat was inexplicably fast.
Wang Hai took the short knife from a child who was the son of a villa, stuck it in the back of his waist, then squatted down, patted the child on the head, and showed a big smile.
"Don't imitate me, imitate General Fu and the others. They are upright good men. Imitate the old men who come to teach every night. They are great Confucian scholars with a wealth of knowledge."
The child was puzzled: "Then should we imitate our grandfathers?"
"No, the great Confucians are teachers, and the teacher's expectation is not that you become them, but that you surpass them."
Dan Girl on the side looked at Wang Hai's warm smile, her breathing became more and more rapid, and she murmured: "Don't become them, but... surpass them."
Wang Hai put away his smile, stood up and put on his shirt: "Miss, are you leaving?"
"Oh, oh, let's go, go back... go back."
Zhao Feiyu glanced at the gauze on the ground again, suddenly smiled brightly, and turned towards the exit of the stadium.
Wang Hai was still following behind, silent and expressionless.
The two of them walked back like this. Zhao Feiyu recognized the way, but Wang Hai did not walk side by side and was half a step behind.
Wang Hai walked very softly, making almost no sound, but Zhao Feiyu knew that Wang Hai would follow behind him. Even if he couldn't hear footsteps or breathing, he would always be behind him.
Wang Hai's hair is very short, no more than a finger long, messy, and flying in the wind.
When people passing by saw him, they just took one more look and then bowed and saluted. Wang Hai still had no expression on his face and just followed.
“Mountain Villa…”
Zhao Feiyu suddenly stopped and without looking back, said softly: "It makes me very confused."
Wang Hai remained silent and stood behind him.
"Can you tell me what exactly this place is?"
"A place of refuge."
"Protecting...your banker?"
Wang Hai remained silent, silence was also the answer.
"Is that why you are so happy?"
Wang Hai was still silent.
"You study, right? Last night I saw you outside the wall, reading "The University", you study."
"Yes, little man is studying."
"People who study should not call themselves villains, nor should they be servants. All people who study should not be servants. Are you willing to be a servant?"
"I'm not willing to give in." Wang Hai shook his head: "I'm not willing to give in."
"Are you willing to follow me and the Zhao family?"
"I don't want to."
"But don't you want to be a servant?"
Wang Hai said calmly: "I don't want to be a servant, I don't want to be a servant of any mansion, except the Han mansion, except the young master."
"But in the Han Mansion, you are still a servant. Are you willing?"
"Willingly."
"Why."
"Because everyone considers me a descendant, but the Han family and the young master do not consider me a descendant."
Zhao Feiyu still didn't turn around, just stood there: "If you study and gain fame, you will no longer be a servant."
"Yes, when he entered the court as an official, others would say, look, his name is Wang Hai, he was a servant, and he was a servant of the Han Mansion. Instead of doing this, I hope that others would say, look, that is the Han Mansion. A servant of the Han Mansion, not a servant of the Han Mansion."
"oh."
Zhao Feiyu said softly: "You have never smiled at me like that."
"What kind of thing."
"Like those kids."
"Because the younger one is a servant. In your eyes, the servants, the servants, how can they smile at the eldest lady?"
"oh."
Zhao Feiyu rolled up his clothes, said softly, and continued walking forward until he returned to the small courtyard. The maid guarding the door opened the door and walked straight in.
Wang Hai raised his head and looked down at the snowflakes falling in the air, tightened his clothes, and just like when he followed Han You in the past, he squatted against the corner, pulled out "The University" from under the bluestone packed with thick snow, and read it word by word.
As time passes, someone will replace him.
The snow didn't stop, but I don't know when the snow disappeared from my shoulders.
Wang Hai raised his head and saw a paper umbrella sticking out from the wall.
Under the paper umbrella was Zhao Feiyu's big smiling face, which was red and swollen due to allergies and looked a little ugly.
There was a trace of confusion in Wang Hai's eyes, and they looked at each other. After a long time, Wang Hai withdrew his gaze and continued to read with his head down.
Seeing that Wang Hai didn't say a word, Zhao Feiyu's smile became even stronger, and he rolled down from the wall vigorously, squatted down next to Wang Hai with his hands in his sleeves.
"You turn slowly, I read slowly."
Wang Hai was still reading silently, understanding each word, and did not change his reading speed because of the addition of book friends.
"Please slow down."
"Miss, you shouldn't study with your servants."
"Servants should not study either."
"The villain is a servant of the Han family. He is different from others."
"I am the eldest lady of the Zhao family, and I am different from others."
Wang Hai closed the book and handed "Shang Shu" to Zhao Feiyu: "Young lady, just read it. I will order someone to get another copy."
"Watch it with me."
"not good."
"Then I won't cause any trouble for you, okay."
Wang Hai still shook his head: "Not good."
"Aren't you looking for trouble for your young master?"
"not good."
"Don't look for trouble in the Villa."
"not good."
Zhao Feiyu pouted: "What should I do?"
Wang Hai's eyes were calm: "What do you want to do? You, father and daughter of the Zhao family, tell me what you want to do."
Facing Wang Hai's clear gaze, Zhao Feiyu swallowed instinctively and lowered his eyes.
"The little one is going to get the book."
Wang Hai stood up, but was held back by Zhao Feiyu.
Zhao Feiyu lowered his head and said softly: "For my father's sake, I want to drive a wedge between your young master and the Zhao family. For my own sake, I will act according to the opportunity and slander Han You for being frivolous to me. The Feng family will break off the engagement, and the Zhao family will not seek revenge." Daddy is in trouble."
"Oh." Wang Hai squatted down, opened the book, and continued reading.
"You should turn more slowly."
"No."
"Why?"
"I don't like to listen to women. The young master said that such a person is called a licker. He obeys women's words and has no ambition."
"Dog licking?" Zhao Feiyu thought for a while, imagined a picture of a dog constantly licking, and chuckled: "How about you be my lady's dog licking in the future?"
"good."
Zhao Feiyu was stunned. He didn't expect Wang Hai to agree so happily. He said with some disappointment: "I understand. After seven days, you will stop licking me, right?"
"yes."
"Okay, seven days is all, then you are only allowed to lick me."
"No."
"Why?" Zhao Feiyu slapped Wang Hai hard on the back of the head: "You just said clearly that you would be my lady's dog licker."
"Although I am a dog licker, if I meet other women, it is my freedom to lick or not to lick, and to lick several people at the same time."
"Hmm..." Zhao Feiyu thought for a while, nodded and said, "That makes sense, then you have to lick me more."
"I'll try my best."
The two people's shoulders were almost touching each other, and the snowflakes were dancing in the wind.
