"Class A, Shangguan Yu!"

In the warmth of the spring room, the old man with his eyebrows drooping to his temples pronounced this name with great energy.

There were bursts of exclamations from the audience.

"It's him again."

"He seems to be younger than us. It's only been so long that the progress has caught up with us."

"It seems like Master Duan's closed disciple..."

"Hmph, I think he's lucky!"

All kinds of discussions were spreading, and the eyes of the child were stared at by everyone, either envious, jealous or admiring. At this moment, they looked straight and sat upright, but were actually folding bamboo dragonflies under the desk with rolled paper.

This was taught by Senior Brother Liu when he came back. He learned it after seeing it. But he couldn't do the bamboo dragonfly that his mother could fly far away.

He guessed that it might be because of the different materials, and without staring at him, a lifelike bamboo dragonfly appeared in his hand without staring at him.

The Master on the stage was still saying something to let everyone learn from him, but Shangguan Yu himself did not think about learning now.

After the morning poetry class, he rejected those who wanted to come up to deal with him and walked alone along the curved bluestone road towards the top of the mountain.

The top of the mountain is the residence of all the masters and elders. Students and disciples generally cannot go up there, but Shangguan Yu has Duan Qingshui's approval.

He was nakedly biased, but everyone had no choice, because Shangguan Yu was indeed worth it. He had just been admitted to school for two months. Not only did he jump directly into the team of 16-year-old disciples, but he also quickly occupied the top spot.

The talents mentioned by the crowd were no different from ordinary people in front of him, and all living beings were equal, and Shangguan Yu was the only one standing at the peak of talent.

I heard that they are going to catch up with the brilliant achievements of a legendary senior brother.

The child is growing fast. In just two months, Shangguan Yu's figure seems to have been pulled apart, with a little less round and stupidity. When his beautiful little face sinks, he already looks like a little boy.

The snow and snow on the mountain was very strong. Shangguan Yu did not hold an umbrella, but only wore a thick hat, and walked towards the top of the mountain without any haste.

After a while, several scattered buildings appeared on both sides of the road, with similar styles, all of which were bamboo and wooden houses. A waterproof tarpaulin was used in front of the door to set up a wind tent to block the rain. Occasionally, an elderly man could be seen reading on a bamboo chair under the tent.

The man saw Shangguan Yu and nodded slightly. He was almost familiar with the masters on the mountain.

Shangguan Yu squeezed out a smile and said sweetly to the face that was about to melt when he saw that his heart was about to melt.

"Hello Master Qin."

He greeted him all the way and finally arrived at the deepest wooden house. This one was no different from the other. The only difference was probably that this wind tent had a big hole, and snow was falling in the hole.

The majestic old man heard the voice of his little disciple from a distance, and had already come out. He raised his chin with great majesticity and led Shangguan Yu into the house.

The house looked a little narrow, and most of the reason was on books like hills piled up inside. Duan Qingshui, the old man, didn't know what he thought, and he insisted on throwing the book on the ground. It was obvious that he was just a stubborn person in two steps.

At the beginning, Shangguan Yu helped him sort out the cultivation of a good student several times, but Duan Qingshui had no intention of changing it, so he gave up.

He picked up a thick book of "The Book of Discourses" and put it under his butt, and then roasted his hands on the stove in front of him.

"Shangguan Yu, I said not to be disrespectful to books, get up quickly!"

Duan Qingshui reached out and knocked the child on the head, but the latter had no intention of getting up.

"Didn't the Master say that this book is all bullshit? And if you didn't have a stool here, would I sit on the ground?"

Duan Qingshui choked for a moment and had to sit down as well.

"What are you here for?"

Shangguan Yu rubbed his cold red hands, but when he heard this, he didn't look up, picked up a book and flipped it out.

"The thing I told the Master before."

Duan Qingshui shook her head abruptly.

"No, you are still too young. You are only five years old after the New Year, right?"

Shangguan Yu was very calm and said calmly when he changed.

"Teacher, this is what you said yourself. If I can win the big exam this month, I will promise me something."

Duan Qingshui opened her eyes wide.

"You really did it?"

“Is this difficult?”

Shangguan Yu's words did not have any element of showing off. He really thought that the questions were very simple. As long as he read them in a book, he would almost understand them.

Compared to the medical books his mother asked him to learn, it was so pediatric. Duan Qingshui choked, but immediately reacted and patted his shoulder excitedly, smiling unreservedly.

"Hahaha, I knew you can! The thing you said..."

"What's the matter? Oh, I'm so cold. Hey, Xiao Yu'er is here too. Hurry up, squeeze in a little bit."

Wen Sanliang sat next to Shangguan Yu without hesitation, as if he was staying outside for a moment and would be frozen to death.

Shangguan Yu finally raised his head and stared straight at Wen Sanliang, whose lips were a little blue.

The latter had a thicker face than a city wall, and he said with a smile.

"I just called that. The princess is not here anyway. I see where you complain."

Shangguan Yu took a breath. After all, he was still a child and could not hide his thoughts. He gritted his teeth and wanted to go up and scratch Wen Sanliang's face.

"Wen Sanliang, don't bully him, kid!"

Duan Qingshui finally couldn't stand it anymore and began to protect his little disciples.

Although Wen Sanliang has always been a good person, he can still maintain his superficial obedience in front of Duan Qingshui.

But now he feels wronged.

"Teacher, how can your baby disciple be bullied by others? It's obvious that he is bullying me."

Not only did he rob him of breakfast, but he also threw the homework assigned by his master to him, saying that he had already done it.

"I'm fine, I don't know what kind of virtue you are. Tell me if you have anything, get out of here if you have nothing to do. Don't waste my time here."

Duan Qingshui impatiently sent an order to expel guests.

Wen Sanliang, who was even more unfair than Dou E, was immediately blocked and could not speak.

Shangguan Yu on the side laughed as if she couldn't help but laugh. He was heartless and grinded his teeth.

“…I’ll borrow this book.”

"Then why are you still sitting here? Find it yourself!"

Duan Qingshui glared at him as soon as he blew his beard and stared at him. Wen Sanliang suddenly became timid and stood up with grief and anger.

When he was about to turn around, Duan Qingshui seemed to remember something.

"Hey, boy Wen, I remember your kung fu is pretty good?"

Shangguan Yu looked up in surprise.

Wen Sanliang paused for a moment and nodded.
Chapter completed!