"Miss Zhu!"
Qin Jiuci shouted anxiously, then reached out and held Wanyue's shoulders, "Miss Zhu, how are you? Are you okay?"
Without waiting for Wanyue to speak, Qin Jiuci carefully examined Wanyue's entire body.
After reading all the way, Qin Jiuci finally set his gaze on Wanyue's face, with a look of self-blame.
Miss Zhu's face turned red, especially her nose, which he could even see a purple tinge.
Qin Jiuci couldn't help but clench his hands, breathing rapidly, and a stuffy feeling came from his chest.
It’s all his fault. It was because he turned around suddenly that he bumped into Miss Zhu.
Now that he has run into Miss Zhu, what should he do?
Wanyue raised one hand and rubbed the sore bridge of her nose. It took a long time for the pain to subside.
After everything was adjusted, Wanyue prepared to ask Qin Jiuci to leave. The two of them were blocking the entrance to the cafeteria, preventing people outside from entering and those inside from leaving. Wanyue had already received several condemning glances.
Rubbing her nose and looking up, Wanyue blinked blankly. What happened to Qin Jiuci? Why did he look like he was about to cry?
Also, was he planning on crushing her shoulders?
Use so much strength.
"Qin Jiuci, let go."
Her shoulder was breaking.
After shouting, Qin Jiuci did not respond, and did not loosen his grip on Wanyue's shoulders.
Wanyue leaned over and called out again, and this time, Qin Jiuci finally heard it.
"Feel sorry!"
Qin Jiuci quickly let go of his hand and apologized to Wanyue in a panic.
Wanyue patted her wrinkled clothes to make sure they still looked ethereal. Then she grabbed Qin Jiuci's hand and pulled him forward.
If they don't leave now, they will be besieged!
After walking for a while and getting away from the cafeteria, Wanyue let go of Qin Jiuci's hand.
Qin Jiuci was silent the whole way, and when you looked closely, his face was a little red.
Miss Zhu...held his hand.
Qin Jiuci's mind was now filled with the image of Wanyue holding his hand just now, and... the soft touch.
Miss Zhu's hands are so soft, as if they have no bones.
Not only soft, but also warm.
Wanyue ran over to the roadside and picked a bunch of flowers. Qin Jiuci still looked dazed.
After shaking off the mud from the branches, Wanyue admired the beautiful flowers for a while, then tilted her head to look at Qin Jiuci beside her, "Qin Jiuci, what are you thinking about?"
He was laughing as he thought about it, his eyes were glazed over, and there must be images in his mind.
After asking, Wanyue suddenly felt that the question she asked was somewhat familiar. Before she could think about it, she heard Qin Jiuci's answer: "Ms. Zhu, I'm not thinking about anything."
Well, even the answers are exactly the same.
Little liar.
After saying this, Qin Jiuci's gaze wandered. He looked at the bluestone road on the ground, the flowers and grass beside the road, and the trees above his head. Anyway... he didn't look at Wanyue.
Wanyue pinched the flowers in her hand, her eyes rolling around.
Did she offend Qin Jiuci?
Or did she do something that made Qin Jiuci feel terrible?
Why did Qin Jiuci look at the road, the flowers, the grass, the trees...but not her?!
Even after Qin Jiuci led Wanyue to find the new disciple's residence and accompanied Wanyue to find her room, Wanyue still didn't understand the problem.
After waving goodbye to Qin Jiuci, Wanyue turned back to her room, kicked off her shoes, and climbed onto the bed.
It’s not a problem, let’s think about it after she wakes up!
…
“Ha~”
After yawning for who knows how many times with her hands covering her mouth, Wanyue began to lean on her head in a daze.
She is now in a large hall, which is full of new disciples of Xuanmen.
In the center of the hall was walking a middle-aged man in a long robe, holding a book in his hand, and explaining the principles and methods of cultivation.
The middle-aged man was said to be an elder of the Xuanmen sect, responsible for teaching all new disciples.
Wanyue was woken up early this morning by the little girl who lived next door to her, and then she was dragged here.
It is called morning class.
The words "morning class" circled in her mind, and Wanyue suddenly shuddered.
Morning class, morning class, doesn’t that mean that she has to get up early every day and come here every day to listen to the elder talking nonsense.
In the immortal cultivation sects, decades pass by like a single day, so wouldn't she have to spend decades like this?!
Wanyue was instantly awakened by the shock.
The little girl who lived next door to Wanyue was sitting next to her at this moment. Wanyue grabbed the cushion under her butt and moved over slowly.
The little girl is called Bairong. As her name suggests, she is small, fluffy and very cute.
Wanyue glanced at the girl's soft, adorable face several times, causing Bairong to approach her suspiciously. She whispered, "Senior Sister Zhu, is something wrong? The elder is still giving a lecture. My brother told me he's very strict. Be careful not to get punished."
The little girl is not only cute, but also has a nice voice.
Love it.
Wanyue admired the adorable Bairong for a long while. Under the little girl's anxious gaze, Wanyue raised a hand to shield her face and leaned closer to ask, "Little Bairong, is there any way I can avoid coming to morning class?"
Bai Rong imitated Wan Yue and raised a hand to shield her face. "Senior Sister Zhu, don't you want to attend morning class?"
Wanyue nodded vigorously. If she had to get up so early every day to attend morning classes, she would definitely collapse!
The most miserable things in the world are not having enough food to eat, not having enough sleep, and not being able to see beautiful things.
When I think about the fact that she will have to live a life without enough sleep every day in the future...how pitiful!
Bai Rong blinked his large eyes, searching his mind for relevant memories. After a moment, he shook his head in distress at Wan Yue, "Senior Sister Zhu, in the Xuan Sect, except for the Sect Master and the elders, all other disciples must attend morning classes, without exception."
Bai Rong was a little nervous. She didn't help Senior Sister Zhu solve the problem. She felt so useless.
Strangely, Wanyue didn't show any frustration after hearing this. Her beautiful eyes turned around a few times, and she looked thoughtful.
Morning classes lasted until noon.
The little girl in white fur packed up her things and was about to ask Wanyue to go for dinner, but when she turned around, she found that there was no one around her.
"Hey, where's Senior Sister Zhu?" Bai Rong turned his head and looked around the hall, but couldn't see Wan Yue.
Bai Rong thought Wanyue had left first, so she didn't worry too much and went to the cafeteria to eat alone.
…
Wanyue came out of Guiyun Hall, swinging a token in her hand, and walked down the stairs with light steps.
The token was made of jade, with the word "Zhu" engraved in the middle and a circle of raised lotus flowers around the edge, also made of jade, but of another color.
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