Xiao Han's words were so righteous that even the students in the next classroom who were frightened and sitting upright because of the discovery of him nodded their heads.
Of course, it is probably unknown whether these dolls understand the meaning of this.
"Praise me, why don't you praise me? Isn't this not in line with the script?"
After finishing speaking, Xiao Han put his hands behind his back and looked up at the sky with a look of compassion. He was waiting for Yan Zhitui to praise him a few words, then he could hit the snake with a stick and start to make terms!
But he didn't expect that after waiting for the same position for so long, his neck was sore from waiting. The surroundings were still quiet, not to mention compliments, not even a word of comfort!
In the end, Xiao Han couldn't help but turned around and realized that Yan Zhitui was no longer with him at this time, but had walked into the classroom at some point and was marveling at the blackboard on the wall.
"Ahem, when did Master Yan come in?" The smile on his face instantly dropped. Xiao Han, who was greatly disappointed, followed him in from the outside, looking at Ah Fu with a pair of resentful eyes.
"Haha, this thing is good, what is it called?"
Picking up a piece of plaster chalk on the podium, Yan Zhitui asked with a smile as if he didn't see Xiao Han's eyes as if he was a concubine.
"Chalk, the one at the back is called the blackboard." Xiao Han rolled his eyes and replied gloomily.
"Write on it like this?" Yan Zhitui glanced at him, with a smile in the corner of his eyes, then picked up the chalk and wrote the words "Xiao Family Academy" in the empty space on the blackboard.
It has to be said that Yan Zhitui's calligraphy skills are so profound that even if he uses chalk for the first time, the words he writes are enough to make Xiao Han feel ashamed. Even Xiao Han doubts that this old man can write with his feet.
The writing is better than mine!
"So what if it's well written? But it can't be hung up..."
He rolled his eyes and glanced at the words "Xiao Family Academy" on the blackboard. Xiao Han was disappointed at first, then suddenly enlightened, then excited, and at the end, his eyes almost glowed green!
"Can't hang it up? Who said that! I can have the words rubbed! Isn't it still Yan Zhitui's handwriting? "Xiao Family Academy", tsk tsk! If this word is hung at the door, look at which corrupt scholar will say that I made a mistake
Children of human beings! Even Emperor Wen Zong recognized the academy, but you are the only one!"
Staring at the words on the blackboard, Xiao Han seemed to have a scene in his mind of a group of old scholars looking at the plaque and sighing!
I ask you to come here again to look for trouble, look for it! Why don't you look for it! An academy with an inscription written by Yan Zhitui is not orthodox? Believe it or not, all the scholars in the world will drown you alive!
"What is this?"
Xiao Han was still lost in his fantasy, and over there, Yan Zhitui became very interested in erasing the blackboard again!
At this moment, I was holding the square eraser and shaking it in front of the blackboard. Several times, I almost touched those four words.
"Hey! Don't move!"
A loud shout came from the mouth of Xiao Han who had come back to his senses!
Not only did this frighten the old man, but even the students sitting at attention below all trembled and looked at Xiao Han with astonishment on their faces.
But at this moment, Xiao Han didn't even care about the Nine Yin White Bone Claws of the groom Afu. He flew in front of Yan Zhidui, snatched the blackboard eraser away in an instant, and then kicked him far out of the window with his big foot.
, the whole process went smoothly, and before anyone could react, the blackboard eraser had flown out of the classroom.
"Ouch! That blind guy is throwing things around!"
Outside the classroom, a scream came from far away, and then, the angry curses of a certain unlucky student followed closely.
"Xiao...Xiao Han?"
In the room, the old man had a look of astonishment on his face, one hand still holding the blackboard eraser, and he stood blankly in front of the blackboard.
Xiao Han looked at the untouched words on the blackboard and breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, this thing is very dirty! Look, these dust!"
After saying that, Xiao Han did not forget to clap his hands in a pretentious manner.
But I don’t know which on-duty student is so responsible. He even washed the blackboard eraser. Xiao Han’s hand turned red when he patted it, but he didn’t pat down any dust.
"Ahem..."
The scene was really embarrassing. Xiao Han rubbed his hands and had to laugh twice: "Master Yan, are you tired from standing for so long? Let's go to my room and take a rest. It's time for the children to go to class?"
"No…"
"You're welcome, you are a distinguished guest, come here, please..."
Yan Zhitui wanted to say no, he wanted to take a look here again, but Xiao Han didn't care whether the old man wanted it or not, and just dragged him out of the classroom.
Of course, after leaving the classroom, Xiao Han didn't forget to find an excuse and ran back, grabbing a random teacher and giving him careful instructions before catching up with Yan Zhitui like his buttocks were burning.
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Xiao Han has his own room in the academy. After all, he still has the title of mountain leader. Although the academy has been here since its establishment, he has only been here a few times...
When he opened the unfamiliar door, there was no dusty scene as expected. It seemed that even if he didn't come, someone would always be cleaning the place.
Ask Yan Zhitui to take a seat. At this time, the news of Yan Zhitui's visit has spread in the academy, and some gentlemen who have no classes have come to see him, and many of them treat him as a teacher.
"Huh? How did the Marquis trick Master Yan here?"
"Bah, bah, bah, what do you mean by lying? What kind of person is our Marquis? He was obviously tricked!"
"Tsk, tsk, what Brother Zhang said makes sense!"
Xiao Han's face turned green as he watched the gentleman he hired at a high price greeting the old man while slandering him in a low voice!
"what are you guys saying?"
"Huh? Brother Zhang, I still have a class and I need to go quickly!"
"Ahem, I seem to have classes too, but I can't delay..."
Soon, in Xiao Han's gritted eyes, a group of gentlemen fled one after another!
They are all very aware of the petty matters of their master!
The husband was driven away, and Xiao Han was the only one left in the huge room. He grabbed the slowest runner and asked him to bring him hot water. Xiao Han personally brewed a pot of tea and served it to Yan Zhitui.
Yan Zhitui took the tea, looked at the green tea leaves flying up and down in the white porcelain tea cup, and sighed softly: "I heard that this way of drinking tea was also spread from you?"
"No." Xiao Han smiled shyly and said, "Some people have drank tea like this before. What I did was to improve the process and change the steamed tea and boiled tea into fried tea."
"Oh?" Yan Zhitui glanced at Xiao Han in surprise. He thought Xiao Han would just take the credit for himself, but he didn't expect him to say such a thing.
"It's not that he's a greedy person." A simple answer unexpectedly made Yan Zhitui's impression of Xiao Han improve a lot.
