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On the third day, Zhongli sent Mo Nanfeng to the best school in Liyue to study cultural courses.

Why do we need to send them to class first? This is a good question.

Because Zhongli discovered that Mo Nanfeng didn't recognize any characters except the commonly used ones.

How could this be possible? As a disciple of Morax, he is actually illiterate.

What a sin! Wendy, this guy, just plays with the children, doesn't teach them anything, and is harming me!

.......

Sitting in the classroom, Mo Nanfeng couldn't control his temper. He wanted to go out and play, so he kept moving around in his chair.

This caused a purple-haired girl next to him to feel very uncomfortable and unable to concentrate on her studies.

Finally, the purple-haired girl couldn't stand it anymore, she patted Mo Nanfeng on the head and stopped him, "Can you be quiet for a moment!

Only half an hour has passed since the class started, and you haven't had a single second of peace!"

Mo Nanfeng felt very painful when he was suddenly slapped, but when he saw the beautiful girl next to him, he didn't feel any pain anymore.

Extending his hand, he introduced himself: "I'm sorry, my name is Mo Nanfeng, and I've never been to school before.

I grew up in Mondstadt, so I’m not used to this kind of thing. I like to be free.”

The girl blinked her big eyes with purple pupils, feeling a little puzzled. She wondered if Mo Nanfeng was not in his right mind.

Even though I beat him, he still introduced himself.

no!

Turning around, the girl hurriedly replied, "I'm sorry, I was too impatient just now and hit you.

Hello, my name is Keqing, I will treat you to ice cream after school."

"Oh, thank you, but I have to go home quickly after school because my master wants to teach me martial arts." Although Mo Nanfeng really wanted to go out and play with Keqing, he could not disobey Master Zhongli's words.

Martial arts?

Keqing looked at Mo Nanfeng again and realized that except for his face, everything else on his body was covered with wounds, especially on his hands.

"Is your master very strict with you?"

Shaking his head, Mo Nanfeng whispered back: "No, the wounds were all caused by me accidentally. Master said those swords were too heavy for me to lift.

No, I think these are a piece of cake!

Then, I was hit by a sword and almost died."

"Hey, you're really interesting.

Then after class, I'll treat you to some ice cream. It's strawberry flavored and delicious!"

Before Keqing could continue, the teacher on the stage slapped the table with one hand and shouted, "Mo Nanfeng, Keqing, you are chatting during class, get out!"

......

Standing outside the classroom, Mo Nanfeng pouted and looked unhappy. Keqing, who was standing next to him, was even more unhappy.

Free as Mo Nanfeng, he couldn't stand standing for half a minute.

Turning his head to look at Keqing, Mo Nanfeng made up his mind and whispered, "Keqing, let's go out and play!"

"Play? But the teacher asked us to stand outside." Keqing was a little scared. The teacher was still very strict.

Clapping his hands, Mo Nanfeng replied with a smile: "It's okay, I can fly, I will take you out.

Unless the teacher can fly, he won’t be able to catch us!"

After saying that, he grabbed Keqing's wrist, spread his wings of wind, and flew straight out of the academy, scaring Keqing to death.

Wow! The Mond people really can fly!

In the school, the teacher was stunned when he saw Mo Nanfeng flying away with Keqing.

Are all the descendants of immortals so jumpy?

......

In the evening, after a day of fun, Mo Nanfeng returned to his residence in the city with satisfaction.

As soon as he entered the door, he felt that the atmosphere was not right.

Master Zhongli placed a cushion in front of him, and that posture...

Seeing Mo Nanfeng come in, Zhongli took a sip of tea and pointed at the mat.

"Come and sit down, cross-legged. You can't stop until I tell you to."

Pouting, Mo Nanfeng didn't dare to refute and hurriedly sat down on the cushion, motionless.

After all, he didn't believe that his master hadn't heard about what happened today.

Take Keqing to dig out bird eggs, take Keqing to catch fish, take Keqing to steal the teacher's ruler, and put bird eggs in the teacher's hat, and then explode it...

Whatever Keqing didn't dare to do, Mo Nanfeng led her to do it.

The teacher was so angry that he fainted.

Just bear with the suffering, I will bear it!

But he is Mo Nanfeng! How can he live in peace after being free for seven or eight years?

It had only been five minutes and he felt like he was going to die.

"Master, can I move?"

"No, you can't stop until I tell you to!"

"As you command, Master!"

.......

In the distant Fontainebleau, in the Momang Palace.

After waking up from a nap, Funina stretched and felt very comfortable.

"The boy in my dream feels so safe and free."