Dressed as a family of cannon fodder, the villain brother is busy opening up wasteland

Lu Yuanji felt something was wrong ever since he went to Wen's house and heard Mr. Wen say that they went to Fan Ziyi's academy. Although he didn't know Fan Ziyi, but after listening to the people downstairs talking about it yesterday, he knew that his academy was Yiyun Academy.

But he never imagined that he would actually see them here.

So when he saw several people he met yesterday, including the child who pointed at the article written by Mr. Qiu, Lu Yuanji, who had always been calm, couldn't help but be stunned.

Although Wenfa and the others were usually afraid of Qiu Zhi, they felt that Mr. Qiu was one of his family members, so they were a little more unscrupulous.

Moreover, none of them would have thought that the fact that they were sitting in this classroom today was all a little trick played by Da Tou. After all, in their eyes, Da Tou was their dear and dear little brother.

Thinking of the insult they received yesterday, Wenfa immediately realized that the nose was not the nose and the eyes were not the eyes. He snorted coldly: "Tch, don't you think highly of yourself and look down on us poor scholars with poor legs from the countryside? Why did you come to the door today?"

Lu Yuanji's face turned red, not out of anger, but out of embarrassment. Thinking about what happened yesterday, it was indeed his fault.

He didn't want to embarrass himself in front of Mr. Qiu, so he took the initiative to apologize: "I'm really sorry about what happened yesterday."

Wenfa: "..." This mistake was made so quickly that he was confused.

Qiu Zhi pretended not to understand and asked, "Wenfa, do you know him?"

Lu Yuanji didn't want to damage his image in Mr. Qiu's mind, so he quickly said, "Sir, the student had an encounter with some of them yesterday."

Wen Fa curled his lips and whispered to Wen Jin next to him, imitating Lu Yuanji's appearance: "It's a one-sided relationship~~~it's okay..."

"If you keep doing this, I'll go back and tell Second Auntie." Wen Jin frowned in disapproval and reminded him in a low voice.

Wen Fa shut up immediately, pointed at his mouth, and closed it tightly, but he still couldn't help but give Lu Yuanji a big eye roll.

Lu Yuanji felt like he was standing on pins and needles at this moment.

After all, he is just a teenager, and in front of his idol, he is inevitably a little overwhelmed when faced with such a situation.

"Father, Mr. Lu seems to like your articles very much. Can you let him come to class with us?" Big Head's soft and waxy voice sounded in the classroom, which was particularly obvious in the quiet classroom.

Lu Yuanji looked over in disbelief, staring at Datou in shock.

Adoptive father.

He is Lord Wen's youngest son, Wen Zhao?

But yesterday they clearly called him Datou.

He was still thinking about whose child would be named such.

Lu Yuanji will feel very uncomfortable now. He has never been so at a loss as he is today.

One is the person he admires the most after learning about his deeds, and the other is the scholar he has pursued all his life, and yesterday, he actually offended their son.

He opened his mouth, wanting to explain what happened yesterday, but the words came to his lips but nothing came out. He couldn't argue.

Seeing Lu Yuanji biting his lip and speaking again with an innocent look on his face, he was almost the same person as the one he saw yesterday. Lu Yuanji thought for a while that he had recognized the wrong person.

"Big brother?" Datou is a good and polite baby. What's more, he is a big fan of his adoptive father, so he still needs to be polite. As for what happened yesterday, Datou is a kind and good baby and doesn't care about them.

Lu Yuanji was brought back to his senses by the big brother call. He looked at Big Tou's innocent and kind eyes in a daze, and a sense of guilt arose spontaneously: "Can I?"

Datou looked at Qiu Zhi again and asked, "Father, is that okay?"

Qiu Zhi waved his hand with a smile on his face: "Find a place to sit down by yourself."

Lu Yuanji looked excited, but when he saw the classroom, he didn't know where he should sit for a moment.

It can be said that everyone sitting here is completely different from him. His gorgeous clothes look out of place compared to their ordinary cotton clothes. At this time, he wants to take off these clothes so that he can I can blend in with them.

Just to take a class from Mr.

"You sit here, I'll squeeze in with them over there." Suddenly, a student stood up, gave up his seat, then moved his books to the next table and sat with another person. .

The position he gave up was next to Big Head.

Lu Yuanji glanced at him gratefully and said, "Thank you."

The student looked at him and didn't say anything. In private, he and the classmate next to him excitedly clasped hands under the table and whispered to each other: "Master Lu actually said thank you to us." It was incredible.

Born like this, they are destined to look up to people like Lu Yuanji, but today he is sitting in this classroom just like them, and he does not look down on them or dislike them.

Lu Yuanji came to his seat and sat down, but found that he had brought nothing with him today, no pen and paper, and no books.

At this moment, a hand stretched out from the side again, handed him his inkstone and a writing brush, and gave him two pieces of paper, saying: "He and I use an inkstone, Mr. Lu, this is for you." Use it, there’s paper.”

Lu Yuanji looked at the things on the table with mixed feelings. These were things that he had never used before, and would not even look at them twice even if he saw them. But at this time, they became extremely precious in his eyes.

He took it carefully. The barrel of the pen was as smooth as jade. It had obviously been held in someone's hand for a long time. It had already felt the shine. It could be seen that it had been used for a long time. The hair on the tip of the pen was even slightly split, but it was still cared for. Very good.

When the student saw Lu Yuanji staring blankly at his pen, he thought he thought his pen was old, so he looked around, smiled sheepishly, and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Lu, my pen has been used for many years. I'm afraid it's a bit old and not easy to use. So, whichever of you has a newer pen, please lend it to Master Lu first."

As he finished speaking, someone took the initiative to hand over his own: "Use mine, my mother just bought it for me, and it's new."

Lu Yuanji looked at the brand new but still cheap brush and pursed his lips.

Like his classmates, he looked down on the students from the poor schools and felt that they were wasting their family's money by studying. Even though his family was already living in poverty, they still had to sell iron to support one person's education. He couldn't understand. Will their children definitely be successful if they study?In the end, he will be like them, return to the starting point and become an ordinary person.

But now, because of their own specialness, they were afraid that they would not be used to everything here, so they made room for themselves. They even worried that their pen was too old and tried to find a new one for him.

If someone were to take out such an old writing brush at White Deer Academy, the people around him would probably laugh out loud.

But they regard it as a treasure.

At this moment, something seemed to be slowly changing in Lu Yuanji's heart.