Chapter 886 Pulling out the abacus beads, Fang Xuanling couldn't help but feel a little upset
Chapter 886 Pulling out the abacus beads, Fang Xuanling couldn’t help but feel a little confused (please subscribe and vote)
As for the music department, almost everyone knows one or two musical instruments, and they stay away from the crowd.
Find a secluded corner and secretly compete in the name of everyone showing their hands.
Those who study painting are all disciples brought by unscrupulous art guys, and they all know each other's background.
In addition, there were only a small number of them, so they all gathered together to discuss the art of painting in a low voice. Of course, some were serious and some were not.
As for those students who study the Four Books and Five Classics, they are the most lively, because they have different interpretations of a single scripture.
There are people with red faces and thick necks spitting at each other, rather than those who pull up their clothes and roll up their sleeves and want to be violent...
Cheng Chubi, Li Ke and Fang Jun walked around in a low-key manner.
They all have a tacit understanding that the guys who study the Four Books and Five Classics have the worst tempers, and one or two of them are like hedgehogs with explosive hair.
On the contrary, the atmosphere among students in other departments is much better. Even if they are not united, at least they are friendly on the surface.
"It seems that literati look down on each other. It is indeed the dark history of you genteel people..."
Cheng Chubi walked a dozen steps quietly and then turned around.
His eyes swept over Fang Jun, who had always been eager to give up his literary career and join the martial arts, and finally fell on Li Ke, the prodigal prince.
Li Ke was immediately unhappy. "Brother Chu Bi, can you speak properly, and don't face me when you say such things?"
It’s true that I am a gentleman, but I’m not that kind of gentleman, okay?
Cheng Chubi laughed, patted Li Ke on the shoulder and said.
"Look, are you too worried? Let's go, let's go back. It's okay now.
But don’t forget, come early on the first day of junior high school and dress up neatly.”
After Li Ke muttered something unpleasant, he walked outside the university gate and got into his BMW.
The three of them walked hand in hand towards Chang'an City. After entering the city, Fang Jun patted the cloth bag hanging on the horse's neck.
After touching the good treasure inside, he said goodbye to his two brothers and rode towards his mansion with great pride.
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Returning to the mansion, Fang Jun threw the horse's reins to the servant, asked that his father had returned to the mansion, and hurried towards the front hall with the cloth bag in hand.
Just walking and climbing up the stairs, I saw my father sipping tea in the hall, lowering his head and not knowing what he was looking at.
But he could not see the figure of his mother, Mrs. Lu, which made Fang Jun's pace gradually slow down.
Because that's his father, who likes to talk to him most with his eyes bulging out and talking to him in a sinister way.
And the mother who can bring him the most sense of security is not here, which naturally makes Fang Jun a little timid.
After all, if my mother didn't protect me on weekdays, well...
Seeing an elderly maid aunt walking out of the room carrying a teapot, Fang Jun quietly waved her over.
After asking about it, I found out that my mother had gone out to rush out and had not come back at this time. She was afraid that she would have to eat outside before returning to the house.
Upon hearing the news, Fang Jun's face immediately dropped.
After letting the elderly maid and aunty who can make men from eighty to eight years old feel calm, leave.
Fang Jun stood up and planned to run back to his small yard to stay for a while, and then come over to present the treasure when his mother came back.
As a result, a muffled grunt was heard, and Fang Jun was instantly frightened and froze in place. "Dad?"
"You kid, what are you doing sneaking around here?"
Fang Xuanling stepped out of the hall with a dark look on her face and looked at Erlang.
"Did you cause some trouble outside again, so you want to avoid being a father?"
I don’t know why, but as a gentle scholar myself.
Every time she saw this second son who didn't like to study and always thought about abandoning literature and joining the martial arts, Fang Xuanling felt angry in her heart.
Maybe this is the conflict between civil and military forces, or maybe it’s the elders’ mentality of hating iron and not steel.
"No, absolutely not..." Fang Jun shook his head like a drum.
Even though he is tall and powerful, he is half a head taller than his biological father, and his physique is almost as big as Fang Xuanling's.
But in terms of momentum, he is the mouse being looked down upon by the lion.
Fang Xuanling's eyes were like lightning. He glanced left and right and saw the servants hiding in the corner.
Not wanting to teach this kid a lesson in public, Fang Xuanling snorted, put her hands behind her back and walked into the hall.
"Come in……"
Upon hearing this greeting, Fang Jun looked like a chicken with broken wings, dejectedly following his father into the front hall.
After Fang Xuanling returned to the desk and sat down, she saw the cloth bag next to Fang Jun, who was sitting dejectedly in front of her.
"What is this in your hand?"
Fang Jun cheered up and quickly took out the abacus wrapped in a cloth bag.
"Dad, this is a wonderful treasure given to you by my son."
"..." Fang Xuanling's face couldn't help but darken slightly. What a good baby. Only the notorious Cheng family can speak in such a unique way.
I didn't expect that my own son would contract such a problem just after hanging out with Cheng Sanlang for a few days.
"What nonsense adjectives, you..."
Seeing that his father's face was getting darker and darker, and his fingers were pointing like swords, Fang Jun became anxious and quickly made a statement.
"Dad, my kid really didn't lie to you. This thing is hundreds of times better than a calculation chip. It wasn't my kid who said it, but Zuguang, Zhang Wenchang and the others."
"???" Fang Xuanling looked at Fang Jun in front of her, and couldn't help but feel a little confused when she heard the two names mentioned in his mouth.
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Fang Xuanling naturally knew very well who Zhang Wenchang was, Zuguang. It was he who had received His Majesty's secret order.
After secretly communicating with these mathematics masters in person, I granted them suspension of salary and employment, and asked them to rush to Cheng's University to help Cheng Sanlang.
As for our boy Erlang, although his temper is a little out of control, at least he has a good character and there is no need to lie to himself about such a problem.
Fang Xuanling raised her finger at Fang Jun with a suspicious look on her face, took over the small abacus, and looked at it suspiciously.
"You mean, this thing is also a calculation tool, and it is also used to help with calculations?"
When Fang Jun saw his father taking the item, he moved his knees forward and advertised the plan with great joy.
"Yes dad, this thing is really useful and easy to learn. Brother Chu Bi has taught me a few times and he knows how to do it. How about I teach you?"
"Haha..." Fang Xuanling looked at Erlang, who was almost forgetful, and smiled coldly.
In an instant, Fang Jun was startled and woke up. This is his father, not someone else.
Seeing that Fang Jun had behaved himself again, Fang Xuanling slowly looked at the abacus and thought about how to use it.
But after thinking about it for a long time, she couldn't figure it out. Fang Xuanling couldn't help but feel a little confused as she pulled out the abacus beads.