After a few days of rest, Lan Xin slowly recovered. Her head didn't hurt so much, so she quickly got up. Some kind-hearted roommates brought her meals in the past few days, and she was too embarrassed to bother them all the time.

Lan Xin continued to attend classes and practiced swordsmanship diligently. After class, Lan Xin still hadn't left. She hoped to practice more. Although her limbs were a little weak, she could only persevere.

Two students came next to them and were discussing in a low voice: "I heard that our cultural teacher was visited by a parent."

"Wang Xin kept complaining that she had a headache for the past few days, saying that the teacher hit her on the head, and later she was lying on the bed. Could her parents not call her? Wang Xin's mother has always had a good relationship with the top management of the college. It seems that the cultural teacher is in trouble."

A little girl gloated a little.

"I think she's pretending to be sick on purpose. Hehe, but that's okay. Didn't the cultural classes stop recently? Practice martial arts well and learn to join the army in the future. It will be great to make contributions."

"That's right, I hate those words the most, and my dad still makes me read them every day."

Lan Xin was a little worried when she heard that the cultural teacher was in trouble. Although she couldn't study literature, cultural classes were definitely necessary, and she still understood this.

Lan Xin inquired about the cultural teacher's dormitory, and happened to see a middle-aged man crying: "My poor daughter is still lying at home. If something happens to her, how can I live?"

The middle-aged woman on the side who looked somewhat similar to Wang Xin also had a gloomy expression.

"I saw that Wang Xin didn't listen to the class well and couldn't recite the book. I just hit her on the head and didn't punish her corporally." Teacher Qi was a scholar and was a peaceful person.

"My daughter is dizzy now and is bedridden all day long. How did you become a teacher? Are you worthy? I sent good children here to study, but now? You must give me an explanation." Wang Xin's mother

He raised his eyebrows.

"Say a few words first, Sister Wang, do you think this is the case? Let Teacher Qi go see Wang Xin and apologize to her. Of course, she will also have to pay for the medical expenses. You calm down first." The senior instructor of the college persuaded.

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"Humph" Wang Xin's mother was very unhappy.

"I'm obviously right! I will not apologize. Teaching and educating people is my responsibility." Teacher Qi was unwilling.

"You..." Wang Xin's father cried and shouted, "You are so unreasonable."

"If you don't want to apologize, just pack your bags and leave." The top management of the college said, "Come on, sister Wang, brother-in-law, we haven't seen each other for a long time, let's go get together. I will visit you in person some other day to see Xian Xian.

nephew."

After the group left, Teacher Qi was left standing there in despair. Lan Xin walked over and shouted: "Teacher!"

"It's you." Teacher Qi immediately returned to his usual calm demeanor, as if nothing had happened.

"I think education is essentially a service industry. Just do your job well. Why should you be too serious?" Lan Xin said to teacher Qi.

"Children today are so ambitious and always want to get ahead. But they don't receive real education in school. How can they serve the country in the future if they just go through the process?" Teacher Qi felt a little discouraged.

"Teacher, I know that you are a good teacher, have lofty ideals, and take teaching and educating people as your own responsibility. But today you also saw that good intentions may not necessarily pay off." Lan Xin knew that Teacher Qi was a determined person.

"Let me think about it again."

"teacher"

Teacher Qi was about to enter the room when Lan Xin stopped her.

"Is there anything else?" Teacher Qi looked back at the calm little girl and felt that her idea was really unusual. But he couldn't help but sigh. This is a good idea, but it is such a pity.

Her surname is Lan.

"I heard that you banned me from taking cultural classes." Lan Xin's clear eyes looked at the stubborn Teacher Qi without blinking.

"Lan Xin, you know your situation. You can't learn Chinese characters at all, and it's just a waste of time in the cultural class. Moreover, when you fainted last time, the top management of the college approved that you don't need to take the cultural class. We are doing it for your own good." Qi

The teacher did not flinch, still staring at Lan Xin.

"Then I understand, thank you teacher." Seeing that there was no room for maneuver, Lan Xin was about to leave.

Teacher Qi turned around and saw the little figure leaving,

He said: "Actually, it would be good for you to go to the Lanjia Conservatory of Music and become a young musician."

Lan Xin didn't look back, but just quickened her pace. She couldn't take cultural classes. Is this approved by the college? Do you know what I want? For my own good?

In the quiet night, only the insects were humming and the wind was wandering. Lan Xin came to the yard and saw the flowers falling from the book. She picked up one and put it into her mouth, feeling astringent.

Taking out the bamboo flute and playing unknown music unconsciously, Lan Xin felt that music was indeed a good thing, and becoming a musician might be her best choice at the moment.

It's a pity that I want to be a bright star, but the Tianlong Kingdom values ​​literature and martial arts, so I can only achieve success in the future by joining the army.

Lan Xin didn't notice that in the dark corner, a black figure was watching her silently.

Lan Xin was born with a keen ear and eyesight, and was close to flowers and plants. Suddenly she noticed someone next to her, and she shouted loudly: "Who is it? Who is there?"

"You stayed up in the middle of the night and came here to imitate others and pretend to be elegant. Lan Xin, you are very brave." It was Lan Xin's instructor who walked out of the darkness.

Hearing the instructor's stern voice, Lan Xin was a little nervous and quickly said: "Good evening, instructor. I promise I won't do it again next time."

Seeing that she had a good attitude in admitting her mistake, the instructor nodded: "Why don't you go to bed?" "Yeah, good night, instructor." Because Lan Xin practiced hard and had good qualifications, she had a good relationship with the instructor.

Seeing that Lan Xin ran to the dormitory to rest, the instructor yawned and smiled meaningfully. She just walked into a house, seemingly to meet someone.

The instructor, who relied on her superior martial arts, did not expect that there was a small person following her in the darkness. When she heard what the instructor was talking to the people in the room, a hint of anger appeared on the black shadow's face.

On this day, good news came from the front line. It was said that the three-pronged army defeated the enemy, and the imperial envoys signed a series of treaties with Queen Jialan to impose sanctions on the Jialan country.

The army returned triumphantly, and the whole country celebrated, just as the nomadic Batu tribe came to worship the Kingdom of Heaven.

The Lanzhou governor reported that the source of the plague had been found. Several famous doctors worked hard and finally brought the plague under control. Lanzhou has lifted the lockdown.

The emperor ordered a large reward for Lanzhou's famous doctors, but due to the unfavorable conditions of the governor's administration, he demoted the Lanzhou governor by one level.

The senior officials of the martial arts academy had a celebration today, so they had a day off. Lan Xin's roommates took the opportunity to go home and form cliques to go out and play.

Lan Xin ran to Lanzhou Academy early that morning and asked the teacher on duty if anyone had come to see her. Did her father, Wei Ling, come to see her? When the teacher answered in the negative, Lan Xin was extremely disappointed.

"By the way." The teachers on duty recruited outside the Lan Family Academy were also musicians. The teacher put down the instrument in his hand and suddenly thought of something.

"I remembered," the woman said again.

"Someone has looked for me, right?" Lan Xin asked happily.
Chapter completed!