The next morning, an Xiaojiu is going to find Rong an.

I haven't seen a little fat man for months. I really miss her.

Cui Yunhan also wanted to go with him for relaxation, but he had not finished learning the rules, so he had to stay at home to continue.

Originally, Mrs. Cui and little Cui couldn't bear to see it. They wanted to let Cui Yunhan go out to have a rest, but Cui Yunhan shook his head and refused.

"If you don't learn the rules well, you will lose the Cui family's hundred year old reputation."

With such a plain sentence, Mrs. Cui almost cried.

Her poor daughter.

How can Mrs. Cui not be distressed by such a heavy burden on her 15-year-old daughter?

Anxiao Jiu listened all the way, went outside the Academy, went in and found the little fat man in the book room and stood outside waiting.

Inside is the sound of children's reading, clear and pure, with a good expectation for the future.

It's a voice that will never be heard again when you grow up.

An Xiaojiu didn't feel bored, so he found a bench next to him, sat down and listened to the sound of reading. All of a sudden, he felt that all his troubles were gone.

"The girl is here..."

All of a sudden, a scholar dressed up was sitting under the locust tree in front of the bench, looking at an Xiaojiu gently.

An Xiaojiu was stunned. When he looked at the easel in front of others, he knew that he had disturbed him. He was embarrassed: "I'm really sorry. I came to pick up my nephew from school. I didn't mean to disturb him."

"Nothing." The scholar chuckled, and then asked shyly, "just now that I think the scenery is very beautiful, I also drew the girl into the painting. It's really presumptuous. If the girl doesn't like it, I'll destroy it now. "

An Xiaojiu slightly surprised, she sat here not long ago, ancient people painting so fast?

This is not a simple stroke.

"Can you show me?" An Xiaojiu is not half angry, but rather curious.

Maybe the man in front of her was too gentle to feel offended at all.

The man nodded gently: "it's nature."

Then he tied his hands behind him and stepped back a few steps to ensure that an Xiaojiu could come to see the painting and keep a certain distance from him.

An Xiaojiu's heart sighs that it is really the style of a gentleman.

In the painting, there are blue sky, white clouds, schools, schoolchildren, and an Xiaojiu, who is sitting on a bench with a leisurely and leisurely manner.

Painting, does not make people feel how amazing, but it makes people feel natural, especially comfortable.

"It's a good painting." An Xiaojiu turns to shyness and smiles, "I don't know how to draw. I only know that the painting is very good. It makes people feel comfortable."

The young master gave a smile and said, "well, that's the highest evaluation. No matter how many words and vocabulary, but also to highlight this good word

An Xiaojiu couldn't help laughing: "childe is not only comfortable with his paintings, but also more comfortable with his words."

It is obvious that she has little knowledge, but she is so explained that she even makes an Xiaojiu think that she is really a fool.

Without waiting for another word, the children left school.

The little fat man knew that an Xiaojiu was coming a few days ago, but he didn't know which day he was coming. So as soon as he left the door, he looked around to see if there was an Xiaojiu.

When he saw an Xiaojiu again, Rong'an ran to an Xiaojiu with open arms. In the head of a crowd of regular little carrots, Rong'an's action was too conspicuous.

"Little nine elder sister, how can you come to see me? Oh, I miss you so much." Rong an holds an Xiaojiu's arm and can't help complaining.

Although the new academies are better than the previous academies and their friends are also very good, Rong'an can't help but miss an Xiaojiu, an Xiaoqi and Rongjing.

No amount of friends can replace that.

An Xiaojiu silent little guy's head, "an an grew a lot taller, and also lost a lot of weight. Did your grandfather not give you something to eat?"

"Not really." Rong an is very proud of the small chest, and a stroke, to see that he has reached an Xiaojiu's chest, incomparably happy, "I'm a long body."

"You..."

"Wow, Rong'an, is this your little nine sister? It's beautiful. " There is a little radish head in the side of the head out, looking at an Xiaojiu, surprised not to close his mouth.

Rong'an was even more proud: "I said, my little nine sister is more beautiful than all your sisters, you don't believe it! Do you believe it? "

It was as if he had done something very important.

An Xiaojiu is in trouble.

This kid

"Believe, believe." Xiao Rou nodded his head constantly, and then one of the best looking and best dressed ran to an Xiaojiu and said happily, "beautiful sister, where do you take Rong'an and take me? I've heard that it's beautiful to be with beautiful people. "An Xiaojiu couldn't help but sniff a vocal music, "you are already very beautiful."

"But not as beautiful as my sister."

An Xiaojiu

What do you, a little boy, want to be so beautiful?

What's more, when you grow up and open, you will be more beautiful.

"Cui Haoyue!" The young master suddenly gave a very serious reprimand.

The beautiful little boy, Cui Haoming, discovered the young man. His good-looking brows could not help wrinkling together, and his face was full of unhappiness: "big brother, why are you here?"

"The mountain grows well." Rong an saluted Cui Haoran, the head of Langshan Academy.

In my heart, I was puzzled that I could hardly see Shanchang. How could Xiaojiu meet Shanchang so coincidentally when she came here today?

Anxiao nine eyes stare round, a small surprise: "mountain long?"

In her imagination, the head of an academy should not be a middle-aged greasy uncle with a big beard?

What's more, Langshan academy is such a famous Academy.

Besides, his surname is Cui. Why didn't she see two people here yesterday?

Cui Haoran seemed to understand an Xiaojiu's incomprehension, smiling and explaining: "yesterday Haoyue was still at school, so I didn't let him go back. I didn't come back yesterday, but I just came back today, so you didn't see us."

"Do you know who I am?" An Xiaojiu is really surprised.

Cui Haoran laughs but doesn't speak, just looks at Rong an, an Xiaojiu Leng after a while, understand immediately.

Just now the little fat man has been calling her little nine sister, and she accompanied the little Cui family back, Cui Haoran as the eldest son of Cui family naturally knows.

So it's no surprise to know who she is.

"Just to say, my name is an Xiaojiu." An Xiaojiu likes to make this friend.

Cui Haoran is also "Cui Haoran."

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