Chen Jiaoxi was an instructor at the Central Academy.
He mainly taught the Internal Circulation Xuan Li Control and Precision Algorithm. He was known for his humor and humor. His class was always one of the most popular classes among the students during the end-of-year evaluation.
But in recent days, Chen Jiaoxi found that the atmosphere at the Central Academy had become a little strange.
During the lesson, the students no longer looked at the instructor with sparkling eyes. The most serious students no longer asked questions during the lesson. Most of the students were secretly absent-minded or dozing off. There were even some who put their thick books into a pile and hid behind them, sneakily pulling out a small booklet.
Could it be that some ungrateful little guy brought Chungong Tu into the academy again?
But when Chen Jiaoxi carried a pile of confiscated booklets back to his residence with a straight face under the pitiful eyes of the crowd, he glanced at the title on the cover of the booklet and was suddenly surprised. "Hmm?"
There was a line of big words on the booklet, "Guan Breaks the Firmament".
There was a line of small words below:
[This book is adapted from a real case.]
[It tells the story of the good-for-nothing Guan Heng who stepped out of Luo County and walked to the top step by step in a world full of Xuan Qi …]
He opened the next book, "Douxuan Continent".
The small words:
[This book is adapted from a real case.]
[Look at how a young man surnamed Guan faces the sky, eradicates evil forces, and avenges his family feud …]
The next book, "How Geniuses Are Made".
There was a colorful picture on the cover of this book. The handsome young man gave a thumbs up and laughed heartily, his small canine teeth shining in the sun.
Was this the way of Chungong nowadays?
It couldn't be. He had only been in the academy for half a year. How could he not catch up with the trend of Chungong?
Chen Jiaoxi curiously grabbed the colorful booklet, intending to flip through it to find out what it was.
As soon as he opened it, a line of bold words immediately came into view —
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"I'm not a genius. I just use the rest time of others to cultivate."
The young man surnamed Guan, who was being interviewed, smiled shyly. Even when he was being interviewed, he was still in a meditative posture. Xuan Li flowed rapidly around his body without stopping for a moment.
"A steed can't leap ten steps; a horse can't ride ten times; a horse can't give up ten times." "My success is not a coincidence. It is the result of years of hard work and hard work accumulated over time."
"I can testify for Big Brother Guan!"
A young man from the Zhao family who did not want to reveal his name looked at him with admiration... Big Brother Guan has been very hardworking since he was a child........ of his sweat.
"I live next door to him. Every day, when I hear the sound of him running, I feel so motivated that I can't wait to get out of bed and train with him!"
"You flatter me," the young man with the surname Guan said humbly.
"I'm just thinking about a problem."
"For humans, the most precious thing is life. Everyone only has one chance to live. How should I spend this one and only life? "
"I hope that when I look back on the past, I won't regret my wasted years. I won't be ashamed of my mediocre achievements. Before I die, I'll be able to say that my whole life and all my energy have been dedicated to the most magnificent cause in the world — cultivation in order to explore the limits of human beings."
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After he finished reading, Chen Jiaoxi was in a daze for a long time. "…"
What a great determination! What a heroic will!
Wasn't this the ultimate goal of life that he had been searching for?
The instructor held the book in his hand and stood there in a daze for a long time. His eyes lit up little by little.
That night, Chen Jiaoxi's small building was brightly lit and did not go out all night.
One kilometer away from the large dormitory area where the ordinary instructors and students lived, there was a peaceful and quiet small courtyard with lush flowers and grass.
Red candles hung high, the flames flickering. The warm yellow candlelight illuminated half of the courtyard, enveloping all the bamboo blossoms in a light orange color that was as warm as the sun.
The ground of the courtyard was covered with paper.
The candlelight rose, the bright light reflected on the slightly yellowed hardcover paper. The paper was heated to the point that the ends of the paper curled up, forming a beautiful arc. The paper was densely filled with words that were printed neatly. If you were close enough, you could even smell the faint fragrance of ink.
In the middle of the courtyard, there was a beautiful figure lying on a small table.
Her white dress dragged on the ground, the hem of her dress swaying in the wind like petals. The candlelight outlined her slender and delicate figure. Her black hair fell behind her like a waterfall, swaying gently with her movements, messing up the candlelight on the ground.
"Finally, I finished another book …"
Xie Ziyou grinned, raised her head and stretched her body. Her small nose was slightly raised, and a pair of Lê Lê peach blossom eyes overflowed with an unconcealable smile.
The young man casually tossed the paper roll that was still wet with ink behind him.
"Take it, print it quickly. Tomorrow morning, I want to see it appear on the desks of all the students of the right age! "
The book leaped into the air, the pages fluttering, like a white dove, lightly landing in front of the System.
On the cover, there was a line of words written in flamboyant calligraphy: "Those years, I planted mushrooms in Luo Ling."
The System's face was bitter, and it sighed: "You …"
Xie Ziyou immediately interrupted it.
The young man raised a finger, his eyes shining, and asked full of expectation: "Let's talk about it later. First, tell me, our market share … Bah, what is the share of public opinion now?"
"… Close to 50%."
Xie Ziyou frowned.
This result … was not satisfactory.
"What about the others? Are they naturally cold, cruel, and lacking in empathy? "
I've worked so hard to copy … cough, carry the essence of the culture of the other world. If the remaining 50% didn't have physical defects, how could they be so ruthless and not be moved?
"… You, the remaining 50% are mostly women. Your inspirational literature won't move them."
So that's how it is!
Xie Ziyou's black and white eyes rolled, and a few new ideas emerged in his mind.
He impatiently grabbed a blank piece of paper, dipped the brush in ink, and wrote a few words on the paper:
"The Domineering Guan Shao Fell in Love with Me"
The System, who had a panoramic view of everything: "…"
His heart was tired.
"You, other than leveling up, you're also well-versed in JJ's female-oriented literature …"
Xie Ziyou beamed: "Make it up!"
The young man concentrated, his sleeves fluttering, and the brush moved like dragons and snakes.
Beautiful small words poured out from the brush and fell on the paper, turning into delicate and gentle sentences intertwined with love and hate.
Not to mention others, at least he had seen the famous Gege and Yu Mengmeng in the past.
At that time, Xie Ziyou was young and couldn't snatch the remote control from his mother. He could only obediently sit on the sofa and watch his mother's teary eyes.
Moreover, he never needed the complete text.
As long as he could extract the classic fragments, it would be enough for the readers to have a good impression of the protagonist.
Xie Ziyou was in high spirits. As he wrote, he chuckled in a low voice.
He lowered his head, and half of his face was hidden in the shadows. The candlelight swept across his soft, glossy black hair, and only lit up his eyes.
No one knew what he was writing, but the young man kept laughing as the paper rustled. The night was dark, the wind was cold, and the shadows of the bamboos were slanting. The whole courtyard was shrouded in a strange evil aura.
The System was on tenterhooks as it printed.
If a maid came in now, wouldn't she think that Xie Ziyou was possessed?
Whatever was scary would come.
Outside the courtyard, there was a soft knock on the door. You Qin called out softly from the wooden door: "Miss!"
"Mm … Mm? You Qin? "
Xie Ziyou was still immersed in the book world and couldn't break free for a while. Even his speech and reaction were half a beat slower. When You Qin pushed open the door and was about to enter, the door swayed and let out a crisp creak.
The young man suddenly came back to his senses. He took a big step forward and pushed the door open!
The wooden door had just opened a small crack, but at this moment, it was pushed back and immediately closed.
Then, he glanced at the crack and vaguely saw You Qin covered in ink marks on the ground: "???"
"Cough …"
Xie Ziyou hurriedly coughed a few times. Her mind was spinning quickly, and she squeezed out an excuse: "That, You Qin, I'm busy studying a formation. Don't come in."
You Qin stood in front of the tightly shut wooden door, puzzled.
Since when did her Young Miss start studying arrays?
Just now, she clearly saw that the ground was filled with book pages. It seemed to be the kind that was popular in the academy recently …
You Qin reluctantly suppressed the doubts in her heart. She took off the jade ring on her finger and carefully placed it outside the door.
She said respectfully: "Miss, a thousand Sly Butterfly Orchids have been harvested. I'm here to bring them to you."
Xie Ziyou raised her eyebrows slightly, and her eyes lit up.
So fast?
However, after thinking about it, he could figure out the crux of the matter.
After all, "Xie Xiannu's" status in the Central Academy was very high. Other than You Qin and the others, there would naturally be others who would rush to help.
Harvesting the Sly Butterfly Orchids was something that could be done with labor. It could only be said that it was done in three days.
"Leave it outside. I'll go get it later."
"Oh right, You Qin," Xie Ziyou suddenly remembered something and shouted from afar, "Go get me two pots of wine. I want it sweet. Send it over quickly!"
It was said that alcohol could stimulate a scholar's creativity. Why did he only think of it now?
In ancient times, Lee Tae-baek wrote a book when he was drunk. Today, he was in a good mood. Xie Ziyou also wanted to learn from him!
The System was speechless.
It looked at Xie Ziyou's spirited and radiant eyes, then looked at its Host's Fair Complexion that was flushed with excitement. It felt a little bad.
Please don't cause any trouble.
Outside the door, You Qin held onto the door frame and hesitantly answered, "Yes."
The maid paced back and forth for a long time, but still couldn't suppress the distracting thoughts in her heart. She couldn't help but ask: "Miss, you're harvesting the Sly Butterfly Orchids, are you …"
Xie Ziyou: "Hmm?"
A clear and cold voice came from the other side of the door. It passed through half of the courtyard, through the swaying shadows of the trees, and was blown by the slightly chilly night wind. It then entered You Qin's ears, and for some reason, it added a hint of impatience.
You Qin hurriedly knelt down and saluted.
She didn't dare to say anything more. She respectfully kowtowed to the wooden door, got up, and took a few steps back. Her gaze swept across the jade ring that Fang Cai had put down.
The emerald jade ring looked like ink under the night sky. The flowing light turned into a mysterious pattern that passed through the surface of the ring and quickly disappeared.
The white-clothed maid's eyes were dark and gloomy. Her gaze was very complicated.
Ever since she heard that Guan Heng had entered the Central Academy, her Miss had become very strange.
It felt like … she was in love.
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