"Okay, okay, okay." Mr. Zhan, the master of each junior class, was sitting in the pavilion, stroking his beard, very happy. "Qing'er, Huan'er, you two performed very well today, and the master will be rewarded.
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Everyone was astonished, how could they be rewarded before there was even a competition?
"Wuji's performance is also good, and Master will also be rewarded."
Xi'er pouted, sighed helplessly, and secretly raised her head to glance at her master Yuan Yue. Seeing him looking at her with a clear face, she couldn't help but subconsciously make a face and go back. Yuan Yue laughed when she saw it, and Xi'er was proud.
This is the relationship that the two masters and apprentices have finally gotten used to in the past two years. Anyway, Yuanyue doesn't expect Xi'er to compete for fame and fortune for him, so he just lets go and loves her, dotes on her, and says
She is treated as a disciple, rather than treated as a daughter.
They are used to each other, but in the eyes of others, it is very unaccustomed, no, it is very inappropriate, it is simply rebellious.
"Unbridled." A loud roar came out.
Xi'er suddenly raised her head and looked at the beard-blowing master who glared at her angrily. She immediately understood that her petty theft had been ignored by her master.
She couldn't help but lament in her heart, but it didn't matter, she was used to it anyway, the master would definitely have to give her a long re-education, and the master probably wouldn't be able to escape.
Thanks to the respect for teachers in this world. When listening to the master's words, you must lower your head, look straight, move, and not even breathe. It is said that this means you are sincerely taught.
In Xi'er's opinion, this is the most representative thing. This series of must-haves only allowed her to close her eyes and rest her mind, and she quickly developed a good habit of standing and secretly taking a nap. People are indeed the most adaptable.
Environmental animals.
Just when Xi'er took a deep breath, stood firm on her feet, and was about to fall into meditation to accept the master's thunderous speech, a voice interrupted.
"Master, it's getting late, let's start earlier." The voice was tepid, like a spring breeze blowing across the water... Alas, this feeling is exactly the same as that of Master Yuanyue back then. Fortunately, Yuan Yue
It is difficult for Master Yue to feel this way again in front of her.
"Hmph!" The master snorted heavily, a little unhappy to be interrupted. However, he probably really considered that it was getting late, so he took a sip of tea, waved his hand, and stopped talking.