Chapter 77： The prince personally teaches writing

The grove is quiet, with birds singing from time to time.

Jian Mei's heart was also a bit tangled. He held back for a long time, and when he was about to speak, a bell suddenly rang in the dormitory not far away, echoing far away, like a reminder.

Lu Xing glanced pretentiously, then opened his lips and said, "It's going to be a curfew and the door will be closed."

Jian Wei was surprised: "Then I can't get in?"

There was at least two hundred meters away from the door, and he didn't know if it would be too late to run over.

Lu Xing looked at Jian Mei with a little anxious appearance, and had a cute and naive feeling. It was like a lot of times, a child who was anxious and didn't know what to do on the phone seemed to ask for help through his voice, but at that time, They are far away, and now they are within reach.

Lu Xing stretched out his hand and said, "Come on."

Jian Mei didn't know what it meant, but he held out his hand obediently.

Lu Xingwang pulled the person to his side, then lightly opened his lips: "Close your eyes."

Jian Mei closed her eyes obediently, only feeling like the sound of wind whizzing past her ears, and her whole body seemed to be floating. Then, Lu Xingwang's somewhat low voice sounded in her ears: "Okay."

Jian Mei opened her eyes again, and she was in the dormitory.

This seems to be less than half a minute!

Jian Mei looked at Lu Xingzuo in surprise and said, "Wow, that's amazing."

Lu Xingwang didn't have much pride. He bowed his head and said truthfully: "It's just the most common spell, and all priests with wind power can do it."

Jian Mei looked at him sideways. The spring night was a bit cool. They were close together, as if they could hear each other’s light breathing. Jian Mei didn’t recognize Lu Xingwang’s words. He raised his head and looked at His Royal Highness. Smiled lightly: "But they won't take me back to the dormitory."

There may be many priests in the world.

But none of you.

They are of course very powerful, but they will not use magical power to send themselves to the dormitory because they are afraid that they will miss the curfew.

"Thank you." Jian Mo walked a few steps towards the front dormitory building. He turned to look at Lu Xingwang and asked softly, "Well, I mean, will we have a chance to meet again?"

The street lamp downstairs in the dormitory was dim, and there was a faint scent of spring flowers and plants in the air.

Lu Xingzuo stood at the door. He lifted his eyelids and glanced upstairs intentionally or unintentionally, but he didn't hesitate too much. The man stepped forward and stood in front of Jian Mei. His voice was deep and powerful: "Yes."

"I promise you that."

He said.

Jian Mei didn't know why, a rock hanging in his heart seemed to be put down suddenly, he showed a complete smile, and then waved at him: "Okay, then I'll enter the dormitory."

Lu Xing nodded in vain.

Jian Mo ran back to the dormitory, but when he entered the hall, the lights were brightly lit and no one was sleeping at all.

Nan Feng, who was squatting on the sofa, jumped down first: "I'm back at last!"

Sakura also breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Is it okay?"

"We are all wondering if you can come back today." Joe also walked up quickly: "It's all my fault, which put you in danger."

Jian Mei didn't think that everyone was still asleep. She was really moved and said softly, "Thank you everyone, I'm all right."

Seeing that he was all right, other people finally began to ask what they were most concerned about:

"Have you spoken to His Royal Highness?"

"Did you go to the prince's palace?"

"I just seemed to see His Royal Highness send you back."

"..."

Why is everyone so gossip.

Jian Mei didn't know which question to answer first, so she could only say one by one: "Well, let's go, yes, His Royal Highness sent me back."

Sakura made a gesture of holding her face, and said with emotion: "I'm so envious!"

Nan Feng gave a "tsk" and sighed: "If I knew it, let Joe turn me into a cat too. I'm willing to bear the pain."

Ying rolled her eyes: "Can you save it?"

Qiao happily smiled and said, "I feel like I was at my peak that time, and then I seem to be unable to do it."

Ying felt the same way. She said, "Won't class start tomorrow? You can ask Mr. Artes at that time, and maybe he can answer your questions."

Speaking of class, Jian Mei is also very problematic.

Jian Mei saw the little boy from the Westinghouse family who was curled up asleep on the sofa next to him, wearing white gloves, and asked, "You have already assigned classes and teachers in the school. Then he and I still have What about Yunsil, how do we have class tomorrow?"

Ying replied: "Don't worry about that. Tomorrow the Artes class teacher will give you three exams, and then you will arrange classes according to your level and academic performance."

take an exam?

Jian Mei became a little nervous: "What can I take the exam?"

Ying shook her head. She said, "I don't know. Actually, each of us has different exam papers, so no one can predict. All you have to do is take a good rest and wait for the exam."

Now that it's all here, Jian Mei had no choice but to respond.

The next morning, someone sent school uniforms with the right size. This was the first time Jian Mei touched clothes made of such a good material. They were silky to the touch, and they were not hot or cold at all. It fits very well.

When they went downstairs, everyone else had put on their uniforms. SA's school uniform was golden yellow, white jacket, and dark gold neckline and texture. It looked luxurious and magnificent.

Nan Feng beckoned: "Oh, have you gotten up?"

Jian Mo and Westinghouse lived together. The first thing he did when he got up in the morning was to see that the kid next to him didn't brush his teeth and wash his face. Finally, he took the kid downstairs together, which would answer: "Get up."

Yun Shi, who was in front, still wore his casually pulled long hair behind him, beckoning to them: "Mei, the three of us should go to the exam."

Jian Mei hurriedly took the child with him.

It turned out that the teaching building was behind the dormitory building, a little deeper in the woods. It was a white house made up of cubes like Rubik’s Cube. According to Yun Shi’s introduction, these Rubik’s Cubes were randomly combined, that is to say, each At the point in time, the Rubik's Cube will be arranged in a changing arrangement, and only the student's card can be swiped in.

Jian Mei and Yun Shi walked to the door together, swiped their cards and walked in.

Walking through the crystal corridor, I finally saw the classroom at the innermost point. They were greeted by a beautiful blond teacher. Her red lips were **** and her figure was tall. When she saw the three of them, she hooked her lips: "This year There are a lot of new students."

The three men bent over together and shouted respectfully: "Hello, teacher."

"Sit down." The blonde girl said, "Introduce yourself. I am Astor and your head teacher. If you have any questions, you can come to me. Well, private life issues are also okay."

None of the three children understood.

Astor shrugged and said: "Okay, next, let's take the exam. I will send you papers to estimate your current study progress and situation. Be sure to answer carefully."

The students all said yes.

After Astor found Alai on the test paper, including Westinghouse and Yun Shi, they had already begun to write questions. Only Jian Mei was lost in thought looking at the whole chapter of the test paper, which was full of words that he couldn't understand.

When the other students almost finished writing the question, Jane's test paper was unfortunately still blank. Astor was a little shocked when he walked over. He looked at him hesitantly and said, "Why didn't you write the question?"

"...I'm sorry, teacher, it's not that I don't want to write the question." Jian Wei hesitated for a while and finally told the truth: "It's because I don't know words."

The room fell into a brief silence.

Everyone looked at them together, and they were basically shocked. When is this, there will be people who are illiterate?

Of course Astor thought the same way. When she was about to speak, she suddenly remembered that the day she had obtained the Jian Ambiguous information was that she saw that the column of her parents was double dead, and she suddenly felt softened. , This is a commoner, and it seems possible to understand any teaching resources since childhood.

Astor sighed and spoke softly: "I am, but if you are not literate now, this is a very difficult thing. We are a magical school. Only the elementary class can teach enlightenment. I will help you find a tutoring class outside the school. superior."

Yun Shi and Westinghouse both cast shocked glances.

Jian Mei blushed a little, but still nodded slightly: "Okay."

Astor helped Jian Mei get in touch with people during the day. It was a professional institution outside the school. The class here were all younger children. So when Jian Mei came in, everyone cast doubts. With a shocked look, Jian Mei's face has become a bit thicker in practice recently, and she consciously found a place to sit at the back of the class, and then began to listen to the class.

In fact, it is not so difficult to learn the initial words, the most important thing is the psychological pressure.

Therefore, when the evening class was over, Jian Mei felt exhausted physically and mentally. When he came out of the cram school, it was already dark, and the streets of the imperial city were busy and crowded.

Jian Mei felt a little hungry. When he was about to look for a place to eat, his information bracelet vibrated. Someone should have sent a message. The information light board was full of incomprehensible words. I clicked it tentatively, and as a result, a more cumbersome page popped up, and I couldn't even find the previous information panel.

"It's so difficult..." Jian Mei sighed helplessly: "Last night if I knew it, I would confess it. It would be ashamed to be ashamed."

Just when he was walking on the street and preparing to go back to school, the information terminal rang again. This time it was different. Although Jian Ambiguous could not read, he saw a sign resembling a small phone, so he immediately didn’t I clicked hesitantly, and then I could hear the sound in my ears.

This is the first time in a year, he levelled through the communication, and heard Lu Xingwang's voice again: "Hey"

Jian Mei was stiff in the street and froze in place.

I didn't feel it face to face yesterday, but at this moment, he heard his voice again through the communicator. For a moment, it was as if he had suddenly returned to the past. His brain was blank, and his thoughts were surging like a tsunami.

Lu Xingwang whispered: "Why don't you speak?"

Jian Mei's eyes felt red, and he whispered, "It's okay."

Lu Xingzuo's brows frowned unconsciously. He knew Jane too much. His tone was obviously wrong, so he said, "Where?"

There were also the sounds of carriages passing by Jian Mei, obviously not in the school, he honestly replied: "I am outside, just after class, and I am going to go back to school."

"Class outside?" Lu Xingwang: "Why?"

Jian Mei blushed, and she was a little embarrassed.

However, it was Lu Xingwang who hadn't reacted for the time being. After Jian Wei's suspicious silence, he asked tentatively, "Is it a remedial class?"

You can guess it!

Jane hesitated: "Yeah."

"Make up something." Lu Xing held the document in his hand and smiled at the corner of his lips: "Enlightenment education?"

! !

Jian Mei always feels that he is teasing himself but there is no evidence!

A little embarrassed into anger, he retorted in a low voice: "It's just literacy."

Lu Xingzuo was not very surprised: "Did you just go today?"

"Yeah." Jian Mei wanted to vomit as she walked: "Your writing is really difficult. I listened to it for a day today, and it feels like I can't remember..."

While going all the way, Jian Mei was looking at the signs on the side of the road, remembering the way back to school.

When he was calculating how far he had to go to get there, he heard a voice from the other end of the phone saying, "I teach you."

Simple and ambiguous walking pace.

Lu Xingwang said to him, "Stand still, I will let someone pick you up."

After the call was hung up, Jian was stunned for a while, and it took a long time before he came to realize it. He didn't say where he was. How did Brother Da Zhuang know?

But the fact is, after a while, a car will really come over.

An honest attendant got out of the car and came over and said, "Mr. Jane, your Royal Highness asked me to pick you up. Please get in the car."

Jian Mo's temptation: "Where is the school?"

"Just go back before the curfew." The attendant respectfully said: "The college has always been freely managed, and nothing will happen."

Jian Mei was relieved now.

He sat in the car and returned to the palace. After entering the study, he saw Lu Xingwang. There were a lot of papers on the desk. It seemed that the workload was very heavy. And beside the Prince's desk, there were At a small table, when Lu Xing saw him coming, he pointed to: "Sit there."

Jane came over and sat down honestly.

Lu Xing said, "Have you left homework honestly?"

"Leave it." Jian Mei took out the copybook from her small schoolbag, as well as the letters and words to be memorized: "Today I have to write these 50 times."

Lu Xingwang: "Yeah."

Simple and ambiguous homework is not just about copying. The copybook sent by the teacher is organized. Students have to write on it. The inscription board will record the number of times, and the final unqualified word will not be recorded.

Jian Mei's writing is always crooked. In fact, Stein's writing is very complicated, a bit like that kind of hieroglyph, with many strokes and difficult to write, so when he writes, he always writes strangely because of unfamiliarity.

After working hard for a few times, a voice rang in his ear: "Let me see."

Jian Mo raised his head, and Lu Xingwang, who was originally in the office, had already leaned over. His Royal Highness, wearing a black brocade robe, was different from yesterday. He had a mature and steady aura. He picked up a pen and demonstratively wrote next to him. Once again, his pen was sharp and sharp, and the words he wrote were vigorous and powerful, and he whispered: "I want to write like this, do you understand?"

Jian Mei looked down and his eyes lit up: "Wow, big brother, your handwriting is so good!"

"..."

A look of helplessness flashed across Lu Xingwang's eyes: "You write it again."

Jian Mei is full of confidence: "Okay!"

He took the pen, the writing was crooked, and halfway through the writing, he forgot how to write it. Lu Xingzui sighed helplessly and opened his lips: "Simplicity."

"Um?"

Jian Mei turned his face to the side, before he had time to ask, Lu Xingwang, who was standing next to him, leaned down. The man's big hand that had always held Fengyun held Jian Mei Bainen's hand, and he whispered, "Take you to write it again. ,remember."

The two suddenly got close, and there was a faint fragrance from Lu Xingzuo's body. His hands were a bit cold, but Jian Mei didn't know why his face was a little hot. Lu Xingzuo held his handwriting and finished. After doing it again, I looked at him sideways: "Have you learned it?"

...

Jian Mei, who was addicted to wild thinking, suddenly returned to his senses. He looked at His Royal Highness silly, "Ah...?"