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Chapter 1752

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# Every day, I'm under a seal called "blanket" #

# So what if I die of old age? The happiest way to die is to die from the heat in winter. #

"You woke up so early. I have to risk my life to accompany you because of you. Look, I have dark circles under my eyes these days." Sun Lan yawned sleepily and tried to open her eyes. She couldn't help but complain to her friend, "Yesterday, I met an acquaintance. He secretly asked me if I was too nymphomaniac. He even advised me to take it easy. No matter how young I am, I shouldn't be so tormented …"

God has mercy on me. I'm still a virgin.

Even though I've been in the army for two years, learned a lot of dirty words, and seen a lot of shameless scenes, I still have self-control.

Feng Yi smiled and said, "Just ignore them."

Whether to ignore the busybodies who compared the two of them or ignore the acquaintances who misunderstood Sun Lan's innocence, it depends on what the listener thinks. Sun Lan and Feng Yi had known each other for a few years, so she naturally understood. She muttered, "Gossip is a fearful thing. How can you be so free and easy?"

Sun Lan couldn't care less about what others said. He could only do his best to do his own thing.

Looking at the dark sky outside, Sun Lan rubbed her hungry belly and took out a bun wrapped in a handkerchief from her sleeve.

As soon as she opened it, a burst of steam and fragrance came out.

Sun Lan took the "thermos cup" that contained thick meat soup from her waist.

This thing was made by her lord. There were four layers in total. The innermost layer was made of porcelain, the second layer was made of copper, the third layer was also porcelain, and the fourth layer was made of bamboo to prevent falling. The inner layer could be tightened with a lid to prevent the soup from spilling out, and the outer layer had a bamboo cover.

This thing had a thermal function, so it was quite convenient to use.

"You woke up so early. Have you eaten breakfast?"

Feng Yi turned a page and said, "Not yet."

Sun Lan said, "I have extra here. Do you want to eat some first?"

Feng Yi smiled, "It's not good to eat too much breakfast. Changsheng said that she would bring some for me."

Sun Lan took a big bite of the bun. Her cheeks were stuffed. She was a little full before she swallowed.

How could she not be full after being forced to eat dog food?

"Rong Li, I heard a rumor. Do you want to hear it?"

Feng Yi didn't eat, so Sun Lan drank the meat buns and a whole pot of broth. The warm meat buns and broth filled Sun Lan's stomach, and at the same time, made him feel a comfortable warmth spread from inside his body. It was very comfortable.

"What news?"

Sun Lan was not a gossipy person. The gossip that he was talking about was definitely not about the Dong or Li family. It was most likely serious news.

"I heard that the Jinlin Academy has undergone a major change," Sun Lan said. "I don't know the details yet."

Feng Yi frowned slightly.

Was it related to the great changes in the Jinlin Academy?

Why didn't he receive any news?

Her father hadn't mentioned anything about it, so where did Sun Lan hear this news from?

Sun Lan said, "Didn't I collect homework from my classmates and send it to the teachers a few days ago? Master Yuanjing happened to be there too. He said something to the teachers and asked them to speed up the assessment of the students and teach more practical things. He said that something big would happen in the Academy next year. "

When he went over, Master Yuanjing and the others were almost done talking. He only heard the end of it.

No matter what the change was, as a student of the Jinlin Academy, this news was also related to them, so they had to pay attention.

Sun Lan said, "Grandpa isn't in Wanzhou, and I don't have any elders to talk to. I don't have any connections to ask for information …"

Feng Yi understood what Sun Lan meant. He said, "After school today, I'll ask my father about it."

Her father, Feng Zhen, was one of the Lord's important officials. If there was a major change in the Jinlin Academy, there was no reason that he didn't know anything.

The two talked for a while. The sky outside gradually brightened, and students arrived at the classroom one after another.

They greeted each other in twos and threes, took out their books, sat in their seats, and began their morning reading.

The Jinlin Academy had a strict schedule. Regardless of spring, summer, autumn, or winter, the students always entered at the beginning of the day and left at the end of the day. During this period, there was more than an hour for the students to have lunch. In the afternoon, the students entered at the beginning of the day and left at the end of the day.

Winter came and went, and there was no exception.

The teachers arrived a little later than the students, but not too late.

However, it was a little strange today. The morning reading was almost over, but the teacher on duty hadn't arrived yet.

Gradually, a few students couldn't sit still. They wondered why the teacher was late and couldn't focus on their books.

"Could it be that Teacher Nie is sick?"

The teacher who was teaching them was Master Yuanjing's son-in-law. His surname was Nie, his name was Xun, and his courtesy name was Chengyun. He used to be Huang Song's strategist.

After Huang Song was defeated, Nie Xun was captured and surrendered. However, he gave up on being an official and turned to education. All these years, he had been helping his father-in-law, Master Yuanjing. After a few years, this extremely good-looking teacher, Nie Xun, had become the most handsome and popular teacher in the Jinlin Academy.

In addition to Nie Xun, there was another popular teacher. That teacher was called Cheng Jing, and it was said that he was also Master Yuanjing's disciple.

However, compared to Nie Xun's outstanding appearance and gentle temperament, Cheng Jing was quite strict and unapproachable. Under normal circumstances, no one dared to provoke Cheng Jing. If a student made a mistake in Cheng Jing's hands, they wouldn't be able to get away with it.

Therefore, the senior students were more concerned about Nie Xun.

If it was Cheng Jing's turn to be on duty and didn't come today, not only would the students be worried, but they would also secretly feel lucky.

"It can't be. Yesterday, I saw the teacher coming back from the girls' class. I greeted him on the way and he seemed to be in good spirits."

"Being sick isn't something that accumulates over time. Maybe he didn't sleep well last night and caught a cold?"

The morning reading was almost over, and the students had the guts to gossip in low voices.

While they were talking, the students sitting by the window saw a familiar figure and quickly gestured for the students who were talking to shut up.

When Nie Xun came over, the students who were whispering were already sitting upright and still, holding the books they had copied by themselves and muttering.

No one dared to ask why Nie Xun was late. Nie Xun explained himself first.

He wasn't late. He just went to the girls' class to inform them of something. Now it was his turn to teach Class-A.

When Nie Xun spoke, everyone tacitly stopped the morning reading. More than 50 pairs of eyes looked at Nie Xun. Nie Xun's voice wasn't loud, but the students in the classroom could hear him clearly. In order for all the students to hear what the teacher said clearly, the students' seats were arranged in a circle, with a total of three circles inside and outside. The teacher was teaching at the podium in the middle. Only some special classes would change the arrangement.

"What I'm going to say next will affect your future. You all need to listen carefully." When Nie Xun said this, the expressions of many students changed. They were very nervous, but Nie Xun didn't give them any time to digest. He said directly, "After careful discussion by Duke Lanting and a few great scholars of the Academy, they all agreed that the Academy can no longer teach you anything more …"

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