Ling Yun didn't expect that Wang Jinghui would say such vulgar words, and he burst into laughter for a moment.
The tone of his words is really not in line with his behavior, which shows that people can easily become confused when they are anxious.
Seeing Wang Jinghui's impatient look, Ling Yun had no choice but to approach him and calmly comforted him, "Brother Wang, be patient and don't be impatient, be patient and don't be impatient!"
The calmer Ling Yun appears, the more anxious Wang Jinghui looks. The door of the bookstore is crowded at this moment. How do you ask him to calm down?
It's a good thing that he didn't consider this problem. He couldn't calm down when he saw that others were scrambling for the examiner's article, but in the end he got nothing.
So he continued, "Brother Ling, we can't wait! You can't see the huge crowds of people in front of you. If you had stayed for a while and a half longer, they would have been swept away by everyone. I'm afraid not a single blade of grass would be left!"
Wang Jinghui was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. He impatiently persuaded Ling Yun, hoping that he would listen to what he said and stop thinking about it.
Ling Yun held his forehead and sighed, and Wang Jinghui said earnestly, "No, you have to find a way to squeeze in, that's the right way."
Ling Yun leaned close to his eyes and ears and whispered softly, "Brother Wang, don't worry, I have all the things they robbed in my room."
"What?"
Wang Jinghui exclaimed, dumbfounded, with disbelief written all over his face.
So much so that Wang Jinghui stared at Ling Yun closely, wanting to know whether his words were true or false.
Ling Yun thought to himself, is it unexpected or surprising?
Wang Jinghui looked like this, he had just experienced it, and his mood was self-evident!
Even after receiving Ling Yun's answer, Wang Jinghui was still uneasy and confirmed again and again, "Brother Ling, is what you said true?"
Ling Yun definitely nodded at him and said, "It's absolutely true."
Wang Jinghui slowly closed his open mouth, then quickly stepped forward and held his hand.
Carefully looking around, they found that no one had noticed them, so they patted his chest and complained, "Brother Ling, you...you are so unreasonable, making me worried and afraid of missing out on good opportunities. It would be better for you,
Such a good thing is actually hidden away and still here to watch my jokes."
Wang Jinghui stopped and swallowed his saliva, pretending to be angry and said, "When did this happen? Come on, tell me the truth. You even hid it from me. It's really abominable!"
Ling Yun smiled and apologized slightly, "Master Yudi gave it to Yudi before he left for Beijing. But before that, Yudi didn't receive any information about the examiner, so he didn't dare to share it with Brother Wang.
share."
In order to eliminate Wang Jinghui's resentment, Ling Yun had no choice but to blame Li Chengyou.
Anyway, these articles were originally given to him by Li Chengyou. Speaking of breaking the sky, they are not framed, they are just taking the blame for the bad guys.
...
Li Chengyou, who was on his way back to Beijing, stopped on the road to rest for a while. He sneezed several times in succession, and he was still muttering in his heart: Who is scolding him?
However, what he didn't say was spoken by Xiao Si next to him, "It's that blind guy who actually cursed our master."
"puff!"
Li Chengyou looked at Xiao Si in shock and thought: Can't you read my order? Do you think it's someone else cursing him?
Li Chengyou was so angry that he slapped him twice on the back of the head and said angrily, "You kid, you are getting more and more unruly. You say anything."
The force of the beating was moderate, and the boy took a breath of air in pain. Seeing that Li Chengyou was angry, he immediately fell to his knees and begged for mercy, "Master, please forgive me, Master, please forgive me. I know I was wrong."
"Okay, get up! The older you get, the more unruly you become. If you stay by my side for so long, you'll end up worse than Yun'er!"
Li Chengyou waved his hand, not intending to blame him yet. Both inside and outside his words contained the meaning of hating iron for not being able to become steel.
The boy pouted and stood aside aggrievedly, thinking: Master Yun is Wen Quxing. How can he, a servant, compare with the immortal Master Yun?
...
When Wang Jinghui heard that it was Li Chengyou who gave it to Ling Yun, he looked up at the sky and looked at Ling Yun with envy in his eyes, "Brother Ling, my master's care for you is really meticulous! I'm jealous of you. I don't know when."
, even a foolish brother can meet such a master."
Wang Jinghui knew that there were articles about He Ruizhi somewhere in Lingyun, so he no longer thought about rushing in to find them. Instead, he turned around and thought about how to get back to the inn. He could not wait to study He Ruizhi's article preferences.
Finally, Ling Yun and Wang Jinghui turned several streets before returning to the inn.
As soon as he arrived at the door of the inn, Wang Jinghui ran faster than a rabbit and rushed towards Ling Yun's room. Then he thought that he didn't know where to put it, so he turned around and dragged Ling Yun towards the room.
Ever since Wang Jinghui got He Ruizhi's article that day, he never left the inn. He ate and drank in the room. Except for going to the toilet, the farthest place he went to was Lingyun's room.
Being so diligent can be said to be like being ignorant of what is going on outside the window and only focusing on reading the books of sages.
It is true that Wang Jinghui has not gone out, and Ling Yun is about the same. With the provincial examination coming soon, how can candidates from all over the country think about going out?
However, when Ling Yun gets tired from reading, he will go downstairs to sit and drink tea to relieve his boredom.
As a time-travelling person, even the importance of combining work and rest, scientific review methods are the most efficient. No one can know how much you can understand if you are stuck in a room.
Less than two days before the provincial examination, there were more and more people on the street. Every day, people came to the inn to ask if there were any rooms. The waiter could only respond mechanically by shaking his head.
Ling Yun was just like the day before. When he went downstairs and saw the waiter shaking his head, he thought it was very funny. He immediately stepped forward and asked, "Brother Yang, why do you keep shaking your head?"
Because Ling Yun would sip tea downstairs every day, and after going back and forth, he became familiar with the waiter, and would usually have a few casual conversations with him.
As for the waiter's name, Ling Yun didn't know. He only knew that his surname was Yang. Ling Yun also didn't know whether he had a name.
He heard others call him Yang Ergou, and he always responded with a smile every time.
He couldn't see the joy or sorrow, and Ling Yun couldn't figure out whether he was really called Yang Ergou.
Come to think of it, in this era, it's not that Zhu Chongba is better than Zhu Chongba. The names of cats and dogs are better than nothing.
But if it falls in the eyes of scholars, it will inevitably be ridiculed.
Yang Ergou is no exception. There are currently the most scholars in the store, and there are always people who make fun of Yang Ergou's name every day.
Opening the door to welcome guests, Yang Ergou naturally did not have the courage to be angry with the guests, so he could only respond with a smile.
Ling Yun thought to himself that maybe he had a name, but not many people called him, and over time, they forgot it.