Xue Qing looked up at the cliff.

She has also seen flying eaves and walls, but that was done with the help of some modern technology.

Such a skillful climb is so nimble with bare hands.

She watched in vainly until a rope was thrown down.

"What are you stupid?" Mr. Si Broo shouted, "Climb up."

Climbing... Xue Qing looked at the cliff and the rope. She stepped over and grabbed the rope without saying a word... But this thing is really not easy to do. She has to use force on her hands and feet, and there is not much room for leverage on the cliff.

After all, she was still a child. In the end, when she finally couldn't hold on to the ground halfway up the mountain, the rope was pulled up by Mr. Si Brown.

Although he was pulled up by the rope, Xue Qing was panting and weak, and his palms were also worn out.

Mr. Si Brown was a little gloating.

"Why are you like this..." he said.

As soon as he spoke, Xue Qing looked up at him.

"Sir, this is my first time." She said, "I won't be like this when I become proficient."

Mr. Si Broo smacked his lips, okay, he will get used to the shameless self-confidence of this student.

"Let's go." He could only stop this topic, and with his hands behind his back, he returned to his hunchbacked body and walked forward staggeringly.

This is the time for class in Liudaoquan Mountain. There are no teenagers walking around in the forest. The spring forest is quiet and fresh... Do you want to experience the spring and autumn here?

Mr. Sige stopped and pointed to the house not far away at her.

"It's a child's class there, and an old guy named Yan is talking about the first three volumes of the Spring and Autumn Period." He said.

Xue Qing couldn't help but look at Mr. Si Brown's hair... How old should the person he calls an old guy? But it's not the question now. What does he mean?

Mr. Si Broo looked back at her.

"You go and listen." He said.

Ha? Xue Qing looked at him and blinked.

"This Yan's surname is an old student who has no prospects." Mr. Sige's expression was solemn, "You go and listen to what these ordinary people talk about in the Spring and Autumn Period first, and then I'll show you what the masters say."

Oh, Xue Qing looked at him without saying anything.

"You don't have to look at me like this." Mr. Sihuang snorted, "You said it was just for the sake of the test. This test question was given by people, and many of these examiners who set the questions were ordinary people. They couldn't understand what you answered, so you wouldn't be judged."

Xue Qing nodded and saluted respectfully.

"The student understands," she said, walking towards the school without hesitation.

"You student is really troublesome... you have to explain everything clearly... you are not respectful to your teacher at all." Mr. Sige complained afterwards, and then raised his voice, "... After listening to it, you will come down the same way... Don't be caught."

Xue Qing raised his hand and signaled to hear it.

Although she has never done this kind of thing while listening to classes, it is her usual thing to do when she gets involved in places that shouldn't have appeared.

This school is not big. There are only 20 or 12 or 13-year-old boys sitting in the classroom with forty or fifty students. It is obvious that this is a child class. Some listen carefully, some have their eyes straight, and some just lie on a few tables to sleep in spring... just like the classrooms in later generations.

Xue Qing pursed the corners of her mouth and looked at the stage... The gentleman on the stage was only middle-aged, thin, fair-skinned, and much younger and better-looking than Mr. Si Brown, so he was jealous?

The gentleman named Yan closed his eyes and spoke on the stage, regardless of whether the students below listened carefully or fell asleep by him.

It is indeed about the first three volumes of the Spring and Autumn Period.

Xue Qing lowered his hand to his side, lowered his head, and stepped into the door carefully with his shoulders, and tiptoed backwards.

The students in the classroom looked at each other, and Mr. Yan also heard the movement and opened a crack in his eyes.

Liudaoquanshan Society was famous after Mr. Qingxia came. It was not the case in the city before. Naturally, there were some students who were both naughty. Even if Mr. Qingxia is now in charge, not everyone can become a student who is diligent and easy to learn.

There are many students who skip classes late for oversleeping. Mr. Yan hummed softly and closed his eyes and ignored them.

Nowadays, it is impossible for the teacher to know all the hundreds of students in the society. Only those who are familiar with the classmates are familiar with. No one is suspicious of Xue Qing... Who would have thought that someone would come here to take classes?

A chubby student with a round face and a chubby ear also shook his eyes at Xue Qing friendly and signaled him to sit down beside him.

"...You are lucky... If it's Mr. Cao's class, you will be punished to stand on the thugs..." he whispered.

"Is that so lucky." Xue Qing patted his chest, as if he was still scared, and whispered.

The student babbled and pointed to her several cases.

"Where is your book?" he asked.

Mr. Si Bro did not let him take him... Xue Qing stuck out his tongue.

"I forgot," she whispered.

The student showed some happiness, as if he was rare to meet someone who was careless than him. Just as he was about to continue speaking, the gentleman on the stage coughed heavily, and his squinting eyes opened and glared at him with a warning.

Xue Qing and the student immediately lowered their heads and dared not speak again.

Mr. Yan's narration continued, echoing in the class in the spring afternoon. There were more and more sleepy students in the classroom. The Fengye around him yawned and fell asleep. Xue Qing always sat down and listened carefully.

The movements of several cases and howling screams woke the sleeping students up.

Zhao Feng'er rubbed the saliva at the corner of his mouth and looked around blankly.

"It's over..." he said, seeing Mr. Yan's figure no longer on the stage, "Hey, what's your next class..."

He turned his head and asked, but found that he was empty.

What about that student? He scratched his head. Has he left or has he never appeared before, he was just dreaming?

The moment her feet landed on the ground, Xue Qing held her hand and bent over and exhaled a few times... She almost thought she was dreaming.

It hurts to death.

As the saying goes, it is easy to go up the mountain and it is difficult to go down the mountain. The same is true here. It feels like it is a worn hand that slides down again... a nightmare.

It was too late and it was time to go home. She let out a sigh and turned around and ran away.

.....

"Brother Xue Qing, Brother Xue Qing."

Accompanied by the children's shouts, Xue Qing dribbled the ball and walked in, and the person was already running towards the clamping path.

“…no time or no time…”

The children chased the ball and only heard Xue Qing throw this sentence.

"Mom, I bought a fish...I've gone to practice martial arts..."

Hearing the sound from the yard, Xue's mother hurriedly walked out and saw only the basket thrown on the stone table and a large grass carp. Xue Qing's figure could no longer be seen.

"This kid..." She was both funny, relieved and a little pity, "It's too tiring to do this... It's a girl..."

The last low sigh was almost inaudible.

Xue Qing came to the schoolyard and found that Guo Zian and Guo Ziqian, who had not seen each other for a few days, was coming again, and there was another Guo Baoer.

A few days ago, because it was boring to see her practicing basic skills, the two young masters who were young in a state of mind stopped coming. Why are they here now and they still bring Guo Baoer?

Seeing her appear, Guo Zian spat with anger on his face.

"Damn it, it's bad luck." He cursed.

Xue Qing frowned.
Chapter completed!