The girl is wearing a light blue schoolgirl outfit, a wide white belt, and a small white schoolgirl hat.

All her hair was tied up inside her hat, revealing only a round little face with white teeth and red lips.

Her eyebrows are soft and her cheeks are slightly pink.

When the scholars outside the door saw that it was a girl in blue, they instantly quieted down. Was there any trace of the liveliness and chaos from just now?

They all took a few steps back at the same time, their steps were surprisingly consistent. Then, some looked up at the sky, while others lowered their heads to count ants.

Some even took out a pot of flowers from the bookcase, held it in their arms, watered and trimmed it, cared for it carefully, and looked at it affectionately...

After the girl in blue opened the door, she looked left and right. Her big black eyes tilted left and right, as lively as a little bird.

For a moment, it was even quieter outside the side door than when the door was not open.

A small girl in blue remained in a stalemate for three breaths with hundreds of scholars.

The girl in blue took a few glances and smacked her lips. She put her two slender arms behind her back, raised her chin slightly, and walked out slowly from the door.

The girl in blue stood on the steps, ignoring the people below and looking straight ahead.

But she was short, and even on the steps, she was still shorter than the people below, so she couldn't see anything.

The scholars hurriedly moved to the sides, leaving a path for her to look.

The girl in blue had her hands behind her back, her lips still pursed, the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She looked at the bamboo forest in front of her for a while, nodded her chin slightly, turned her back like a little adult, and prepared to cross back into the door with her feet turned outward.

Zhao Rong stood on tiptoe to watch the scene, carefully observing the appearance of the girl in blue, and then looked left and right at the expressions and movements of the many scholars around him.

He raised his hand and pinched his chin.

Who is this little girl?

A female college teacher who has regained her youth?

Wearing a servant's uniform, he doesn't look like one. Besides, the expressions of those guys who came earlier seem a little strange...

At this moment.

The majestic girl in blue was about to step over the threshold when she suddenly stopped!

She turned her head sharply and glanced at the two open wooden doors.

Then, the girl in blue suddenly turned around.

She opened her mouth slightly, stared with her big black eyes, and glared at the scholars below the stairs.

The little girl's undeveloped chest rose and fell, and her hands, which were behind her back, were lowered.

She stared, nodded slowly, raised her right hand, and shook a slender finger up and down, pointing at the people below the stairs back and forth.

The many scholars at the bottom of the stairs quickly looked away, not daring to look her in the eye. Many of them waved their hands and heads in panic in the direction she pointed...

All this happened in silence. The field remained very quiet, except for some faint noises coming from the distance.

Zhao Rong looked at this seemingly tacit scene with curiosity.

But he hasn't figured it out yet.

The girl in blue suddenly kicked her feet, twisted her body, and ran away in a hurry.

The wooden door was still open, allowing one to get a glimpse of a corner of the pavilions and towers inside the academy.

After she left.

Many people breathed a sigh of relief. The strange scholar who Zhao Rong had been curiously watching with a pot of flowers and plants in his arms also sighed softly and put the pot away.

Zhao Rong blinked his eyes, not understanding what was going on. He wanted to ask someone about the situation, but the people around him were so silent that he felt it was useless to ask.

As for going to the tavern far away to ask like I did when I first arrived, it was too late because it seemed that the teacher from the academy might come out at any time.

He thought about it and gave up.

After a while.

Some figures appeared in the open door.

The scholars at the foot of the stairs crowded forward again.

But unfortunately, those figures did not seem to be the academy masters that everyone was looking forward to, but some academy scholars wearing jade wall ornaments.

But the crowd did not retreat or become discouraged.

Several scholars from the academy walked down the stairs.

Everyone quickly made way.

"Senior Brother Chen..."

"Senior Brother Gu..."

"Senior Brother Li..."

Many scholars in the crowd shouted affectionately.

Everyone responded, with voices rising one after another.

Most of the scholars in the academy didn't pay much attention to the attempts to make friends with them. At most, they smiled and then left.

However, there was also a kind-looking scholar from the academy who slowly stopped and smiled and reminded everyone:

"I just saw Mr. Chen walking towards this side after class. I think he was going to get some wine. He was not far behind me. We are lucky. Let's get ready."

After saying this, he chuckled and walked away without waiting for anyone to react.

"Is it Mr. Chen!?"

"Mr. Chen hasn't been out for half a month. Today he finally came out to buy some wine. Alas, how come Mr. Chen can drink for half a month after buying wine once?"

"You don't understand. Mr. Chen likes wine but he is not greedy. He likes poetry. I heard that before writing poetry, he would dip his brush into the wine and taste the wine to satisfy his craving. How can he be a heavy drinker like you guys?"

"Thank you, Brother Yue, for the reminder!"

"That guy a year ago was really lucky. He ran some errands for Mr. Chen and wrote a poem to persuade people to drink. I think his poem was not even good enough, but he ended up being recommended by Mr. Chen. Oh! I was right next to him at the time. If I had known, I would have rushed over..."

The crowd outside the side door suddenly became lively.

The scholars, who had been mostly silent before, suddenly spoke up and began to prepare themselves.

Zhao Rong was confused at first, but after he pricked up his ears and listened to everyone's chatter, his eyes lit up slightly.

It seems that my luck is pretty good. Although I missed the assessment held every three years at Linlu Academy, I just arrived and within less than half a day, I met a gentleman who probably likes poetry and prose and was about to go out.

You like drinking poems, right?

I guarantee that you will drink the alcohol you bought for half a month in just one gulp!

Zhao Rong bent his fingers and moved his joints.

After all, you will be the center of attention soon.

No, I have to rub my face again. Zhao Rong, Zhao Ziyu, you can't laugh too arrogantly or too wildly later. You need to be humble and low-key. Well, just smile, but don't laugh too stiffly.

Hey, why does it feel like "giving a polite yet awkward smile" is more difficult than being "appreciated and recommended by the professor in the academy"?

Forget it. It’s useless to think too much about these troubles that belong only to me. Who can I talk to about this loneliness?

Qingjun, Xiaoxiao, your husband will be here soon...

Just as Zhao Rong was daydreaming, the noise outside the mansion suddenly became louder!

"Mr. Chen!"

"Mr. Chen, I have already bought some wine for you. This is the peach wine from Cuixian Pavilion. Please accept it!"

"Mr. Chen, I have admired you for a long time. I can recite every one of your poems by heart. I am not talented, but I have spent the past few years polishing a good poem. I hope you can take a look at it and give me some advice..."

The crowd outside the door was in an uproar. All the scholars rushed forward and surrounded the figure who had just walked out of the door. Zhao Rong stood on tiptoe behind and could not see Mr. Chen's appearance clearly.

But he was not in a hurry. He lowered his head, straightened his clothes, stood on the side of the road where Mr. Chen would pass by, and waited patiently.