Ink-colored rivers and mountains reflect peach blossoms

Huzi slept very tired this time, and had a long, long dream. In the dream, a person covered in blood hugged him and cried, but the face of that person was constantly changing, and it was his father for a while. For a while, it was Mr. Murong, for a while it was Du Fufeng, for a while it was Shen Cixue, and for a while it turned into an unknown guy.

When he woke up, he found that he had no strength in his body at all. He was more tired than running for more than ten miles and then returned to school to copy books. The pillow was wet, but he couldn't tell whether it was filled with tears or saliva.

What shocked him even more was that Shen Cixue, the blind fortune-teller, was sleeping next to him, with his arm around him, no wonder he felt his arm was so heavy!

"You? Why are you here!" Hu Zi was taken aback.

Shen Cixue always keeps his eyes closed, and no one knows whether he is asleep or awake: "I miss you, so let's take a look."

Hu Zi said: "But we met yesterday."

Shen Cixue plausibly said, "But I've been missing you since I couldn't see you."

Huzi: "Aren't you blind, how did you see me?"

Shen Cixue: "..."

In the end, the matter of Shen Cixue's sudden appearance in Huzi's room was ignored, and he returned to Qianxin Private School this time because he wanted to stay as a student.

"Sir, you have both ability and integrity, and you are a role model for me to learn. Although I am blind and may need more time from you to teach, I believe that a famous teacher with such high morals and prestige as you, sir, will not despise me!"

Murong liked this set very much: "There is a shortage of students in our school, it's great that you can come."

Lin Qianhong has some opinions: "But, is it really okay to let him live in Qinxueyuan?" Why do you feel more and more that your home has become a refugee concentration camp?

"Of course there is no problem." Murong was very happy when a student accepted him, "Go, make a room for Ci Xue."

Lin Qianhong: "Oh." Now not only her home has become a refugee concentration camp, but she has also become a servant in the concentration camp.

Forget it, as long as Murong is happy, Lin Qianhong looked up at the sky and thought.

And counting from the day when Shen Cixue moved in, Qianxin Private School has no relationship with the word "peaceful".And the most exasperating thing is that the person who makes the school restless is actually a different person every time!

Today, the school is on holiday, and Hu Zi, who has nothing to do, suddenly wants to read a book.

It is said that this "Qin Xue Ji" is the most popular novel at present. The author's pen name is indulgent lady. Jialing's big and young girls will have a copy hidden in their boudoirs, and it will not only be made into a drama next year , and it is expected to be released to Qiuwu and Cangyou.Huzi's "Qinxue Ji" was distributed for free by the drama club in the town for publicity. After reading two chapters, he really couldn't read it anymore.

Shen Cixue passed by, a little curious: "Huzi, what are you looking at? Read it to me." He would never let go of any chance to get close to Huzi.

Huzi blushed and handed the book to Shen Cixue: "I...I can't read it!"

Shen Cixue became even more curious: "What exactly did you write?"

"I... I, I... I don't know anything ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh then)!" Huzi simply ran away.

Shen Cixue couldn't see with her eyes, even if she could pinch and count, she couldn't figure out what each word in this thick book was, so she had to ask Mr. Murong for advice, and it happened that the master of the Lin family was also there.

"You know, in fact, my ambition is to be a storyteller." Lin Qianhong happily took the book, and read it word by word, "Chun Guang blushed, even the little tree on the branch The birds flapped their wings shyly and flew away, only to hear a scorching voice coming from the room, "Ah, no, Qianhong...don't!" Murong's voice...Huh? Wait, Qianhong? Murong? Is it such a coincidence?"

Murong picked up the book and flipped through it, and found that "Qin Xue Ji" was about a kind-hearted private school teacher with a very talented literary talent and the love-hate relationship between a private school teacher and the parents of his students. Its name is Qinxueyuan, the teacher's name is Murong, the student's name is Huzi, and the parent's name is Lin Qianhong... Hey, hey, this is no longer a coincidence!

Moreover, the most terrible thing is that in this book...every word written in this book makes people feel ashamed!

Murong asked: "Ci Xue, where did you get this book?"

"Huzi gave it to me." Shen Cixue said, "But I asked before, and he said it was a promotional book that the drama club in the town gave him."

"Who is this indulgent lady?" Lin Qianhong held the book "Qin Xue Ji" and thought hard, yes, who in the world would dare to write the master of the Lin family and Mr. Murong in the book?And it's still... still in this kind of book!

Murong said: "To be able to write such a complete description of our private school, I am afraid it is someone we know, and the description is so delicate, it should be written by a woman."

"A woman we know?" Shen Cixue leaned closer, "By the way, Master Lin, did you go looking for flowers and asking Liu behind Mr. Murong's back?"

Lin Qianhong shook her head hard: "How is it possible!"

"A woman we know?" Shen Cixue guessed again, "It can't be Aunt Lu!"

Lin Qianhong shook her head: "Impossible, Aunt Lu doesn't know a single word, and she doesn't have the ability to tell such a wonderful story."

Murong nodded: "In other words, this girl must not only have some connection with our private school, but also have a certain literary talent."

The two pairs of eyes looked at me, and I looked at you, and then they said a name together: "Guo Ruoshuang."

After a cup of tea, Guo Ruoshuang stood in Master Lin's study, fiddling with his fingers helplessly: "Sir, Master Lin, you...why did you ask me to come here?"

Mr. Murong asked back: "Ruoshuang, recently there is a book called "Qin Xue Ji" popular in the streets and alleys, do you know?"

Guo Ruoshuang looked at Murong, then at the master of the Lin family, and finally nodded.

She is 17 years old this year and is the oldest among the students. She will be an adult next year and can leave the Qianxin private school to make a living by herself.But she is always hot-tempered, and she is a girl who can't carry her shoulders or hands. Although she has a pretty face, it makes people feel very uncomfortable.

"Then do you know..." Murong's voice was soft, but Guo Ruoshuang could hear a gloomy feeling, "Who actually wrote this book?"

Guo Ruoshuang was so frightened that she fell to the ground: "Mu, Mr. Murong, the student knows his mistake! The student shouldn't arrange you and Master Lin like this! The student will never dare again!"

"Get up, why are you so scared?" Murong put down the book, and helped Guo Ruoshuang up himself.

"But..." Guo Ruoshuang was so frightened that she was about to cry, "But the students are afraid that you will hit me on the hand, won't let me eat, and even make me kneel in the school."

Murong frowned: "When did I hit your hands and make you kneel if you were not allowed to eat?"

Guo Ruoshuang said: "But, I'm afraid of being the first."

"Hey, you have to be brave if you have a wicked heart. Ruoshuang, it's not terrible to make mistakes, but we have to admit it bravely." Lin Qianhong also walked over, patted Guo Ruoshuang on the shoulder, meaningfully, "I didn't expect you It's this indulgent lady."

"It's just a pseudonym given by the publisher for the students." Guo Ruoshuang's eyes were filled with tears, which was very pitiful.

"That day the doctor who saw Ruoying brought two apprentice nurses. They chatted happily with the students and saw the articles written by the students as if they were free to practice calligraphy. One of them was a nurse My family owns a printing factory, and she said that if my article is published, I will definitely make a lot of money."

"Our family is in decline. My sister and I live in Qinxue Garden. We eat and live for nothing every day. Ruoying's medical treatment is a huge expense. The students thought, if they really made money, they would not be able to afford it. Can I repay Mr. Murong and Master Lin's great kindness, so I quietly agreed."

"My writing skills are limited, and many things were changed with the help of the little doctor's wife's family members. I haven't had time to read the changes. However, I didn't expect this book to become famous overnight, and it also damaged the reputation of the husband and the master. , the student has made a mistake, please punish Mr. Murong and Master Lin!"

Murong and Lin Qianhong looked at each other, they had already reached a consensus on how to deal with this little girl.Murong sighed, then smiled and said: "You did it unintentionally, and it's not considered a disaster. I'm just surprised. It turns out that my students have already published books. You are very talented in writing. I don't need to Worried about your way out."

Guo Ruoshuang asked cautiously: "Then, sir, don't you blame me?"

"I never said I would blame you." Murong smiled, "When you really become a great writer in the future, our Qianxin Private School will be regarded as a pillar." Murong knew that Guo Ruoshuang had never thought about marrying someone Yes, and her parents died early, her origin is unknown, and she has a sick sister with her, so she has no way out in the future.

Guo Ruoshuang was overjoyed: "Mr. is generous, and the students are very grateful!"

After sending Guo Ruoshuang away, Murong leaned against the door helplessly: "Oh, I won't be able to go out in the future, what will the people in the town think of me..."

Lin Qianhong walked over with a strange smile: "It's fine if you don't go out, I will just stay in Qinxue Garden and let me take care of you."

Murong said: "Stop talking about the lines in Ruo Shuang's novel, it's insulting to the gentlemen!"

Lin Qianhong asked: "Then why didn't you just tell Ruo Shuang that she was insulting the gentlemen and tell her not to write any more?"

Murong sighed: "Didn't that child say that many plots were changed by others? Besides, Jia Ling has no scientific examination system, so I have to let the child who has reached the age of [-] go out to find a job by herself. She will leave our private school next year. Find a way out, and some fame is good."

"Our Mr. Murong is really far-sighted." Lin Qianhong took advantage of Murong's inattention and hugged him horizontally, "That child Ruo Shuang is indeed too young and inexperienced in certain things, but those plots were changed by others If so... how about we try it tonight to see if it works or not?"

Murong struggled: "It's still broad daylight!"

"What's the matter, anyway, the school is on holiday today."

"You bastard!"

"Oh, don't worry, I will strictly follow the plan in that novel."

"Stop you bastard! Hey!"?