Thinking that Xia Zhaoyi would leave on his own, the attendants around Old Qiu Tou did not come to drive them away. However, seeing the little girl still standing like this, an attendant came over and shouted: "You don't belong here, stay away."
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"Mr. Qiu," Xia Zhaoyi looked at Old Qiu Tou, "I have something to say to you."
"Are you here to find me?" Lao Qiu Tou pointed at himself.
Xia Zhaoyi nodded: "Yes."
"Which family are you a little girl from? If you don't open the front door, you take the back door. Also, how did you know I would come here?"
Xia Zhaoyi walked over: "I have something to say to you, sir. I won't delay you for long."
The attendant pulled her: "What are you doing up here? I have something to say here!"
Mr. Qiu glanced at her and walked away, muttering: "Where did this wild girl come from? I'm so annoying! What kind of place is this Dongping University? Take the back door? There is no door!"
Xia Zhaoyi broke away from the entourage's hand because she really didn't like being held.
She raised her head and watched Old Qiu Tou go away without looking back, secretly thinking that this old Qiu Tou had a bad temper as always.
Carrying the bamboo basket, she turned around and sat at her previous seat. Not long after she sat down, the attendant tried to pull her again: "Don't stay here for me. Don't you understand what you are saying, sir?"
Xia Zhaoyi stood up, moved a little outside, and sat down again.
"Hey, you wild girl!" The entourage followed, "Don't you understand I told you to get out? You have to be roughed up?"
"Are you trying to bully others?" Xia Zhaoyi raised his head and asked.
"Get out of here!" The attendant reached out and pushed her very hard, "This is not your place. Get out of here as far as you want. Don't let me see you next time!"
Xia Zhaoyi was pushed hard and her palm hit the ground beside her.
A small stone was embedded in the palm of my hand, but fortunately there was no blood.
She got up, picked up the basket next to her, looked back at the entourage, and said, "It's better to be kind to others. I won't bother you at all here. Why do you have to be so violent?"
"Get out of here!" the attendant shouted roughly, reaching out and pushing her again.
This time it was not pushed, and the little girl somehow managed to avoid it.
The follower didn't care how she avoided it, and yelled: "Don't let me see you next time, be more honest!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Xia Zhaoyi lowered his head and looked at his palm, blew off the dust on it, and looked back towards the street.
"Little girl?" came the middle-aged man's voice from behind.
Xia Zhaoyi did not look back or pay attention.
"Are you still here? You're not leaving?" the middle-aged man came up and asked again.
"I'm waiting for someone." Xia Zhaoyi said calmly.
"Are you coming here to take the back door?" the middle-aged man said, "You have an older brother at home who wants to come to the academy to study?"
"So what if it is, so what if it isn't?"
The middle-aged man suddenly sneered and shook his head: "I really thought you were a girl from a wealthy family. It turns out that you came here to educate your family members without overestimating your abilities? I advise you to go back, like this
Mr. Qiu must have encountered a lot of things, and he doesn’t even want to pay attention to you whether he sees it or not.”
Xia Zhaoyi frowned, looked up at him, and said coldly: "These words come from the mouths of those powerful people, why are you making sarcastic comments here? Students all over the world want to study in a good university.
It's human nature. If I really came here today for my brother, you should admire me, a young girl, for my courage to come here, instead of ridiculing me for my poverty."
After saying that, she took a few steps aside and said, "Don't talk to me anymore."
"Hey, what a shameless thing!" the middle-aged man shouted.
However, seeing that the girl had been driven step by step to the fork here, which was far away from the gate of the backyard, the middle-aged man was too lazy to chase her away anymore. He muttered and cursed a few more words and left again.
The sky was getting dark, and Xia Zhaoyi sat on the rock beside him holding the basket in his hand.
There were many people coming and going, and their eyes would fall on her.
Occasionally someone would come and ask her who she was, what she was doing here, and whether she was waiting for someone, but she ignored them.
Many people said she was weird, and others said she was ignorant. She always remained calm, as if she couldn't hear anything.
The front gate is very lively when get out of class is over, and the carriages and sedans coming to pick up people can queue up to the intersection here.
Xia Zhaoyi was still waiting. After waiting for a long time, she finally saw another familiar figure.
"Mr. Zhan Chen!" Xia Zhaoyi jumped off the rock and walked quickly towards the old gentleman.
The old man in plain clothes looked back and saw a little girl.
"Whose girl are you from?"
"Mr. Zhan Chen," Xia Zhaoyi came to him and smiled, "My name is A Li, from Li Hua. I have something to ask you and I would like to talk to you."
"I still have something to do at home waiting for me to go back. What do you want from me?" The old man looked at her.
Xia Zhaoyi sighed softly and handed over a piece of paper: "Sir, do you know who wrote this word?"
The old man took it and unfolded it. The two words on it made him stunned, and he looked towards Xia Zhaoyi.
Instead of recognizing who wrote the words, it says "plague".
"This...who asked you to give it to me?" the old man asked hurriedly.
Xia Zhaoyi did not answer, but said: "Sir, these two words have been circulating in the capital recently. You should have heard about it, right?"
"Tell me first, who asked you to give this to me?" the old man said.
And now that he was looking carefully, although he could not recognize whose pen these two characters were for the time being, he really felt that the calligraphy of these two characters was wonderful, the calligraphy was calm, the brushstrokes were flying, the charm was majestic, and the magnanimity was written by everyone.
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"Sir, could you please take a step to speak?" Xia Zhaoyi said.
The old man looked at the word "plague", gritted his teeth and said, "That's all, come with me."
The old man turned around and walked towards the academy.
Xia Zhaoyi raised her feet and followed him.
As soon as I arrived at the door, I met Mr. Qiu and several of his entourages.
As soon as the attendant who pushed Xia Zhaoyi saw her, he yelled angrily: "Why are you here again!"
As he walked over, he extended his hand again.
"What are you doing!" Mr. Zhan Chen roared suddenly.
The attendant was startled, shrank back, and said hurriedly: "Mr. Zhan, this, this girl..."
"The people I brought, what do you want to do! Can't you see me?" Mr. Zhan Chen shouted, turning to look at Mr. Qiu, "Look at what you look like!"
Mr. Qiu held his waist and didn't notice Xia Zhaoyi at first. He ran over first, but now he looked here and blinked.
After Mr. Zhan Chen scolded him, he walked towards the door, followed by Xia Zhaoyi.
Only then did Mr. Qiu realize that he had been scolded and shouted, "What does this have to do with me?"
Seeing the entourage returning with his head lowered, Mr. Qiu angrily yelled: "You are not as troubled as you!"
