Yu Huaijin looked calm and said to the audience:

"Xueyou, you are an excellent chess player. You are the chess class representative chosen by Mr. Qi. You often learn chess from Mr. Qi and are familiar with his questions. You will be the one to teach the first chess class."

Hearing this, Zhao Rong and everyone else turned around and applauded politely.

Li Xueyu was obviously very popular among the students of Ruxing Hall. The whole audience was filled with warm applause and friendly laughter, all of which were full of anticipation.

And Li Xueyu, like Zhao Rong, had obviously received Yu Huaijin's notification in advance.

She was not too shy. She stood up from her seat, waved quickly to the enthusiastic crowd, and then went to the stage to give a lecture with a book in her arms.

Yu Huaijin gave up his podium seat to Li Xueyu and listened together from the audience.

Zhao Rong saw Han Wenfu coming over and took the initiative to talk to Yu Xuanji. He had a smile on his face, but no one knew what he was saying. Yu Huaijin just nodded, staring at the podium, and did not reply.

Zhao Rong turned his attention back to the podium.

Li Xueyu was giving a lecture on the podium. Occasionally, when she was a little nervous and tongue-tied, the students below the stage all smiled kindly, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Zhao Rong listened carefully and indeed benefited a lot.

If we only talk about chess skills, he is not as good as Brother Xue You.

But right now, Zhao Rong can only focus on taking the exam.

Beside him, Fan Yushu also sighed, "Ziyu, Brother Xueyou spoke very well."

Zhao Rong didn't look at him, but just asked, "Do you understand?"

"No." Fan Yushu shook his head, jumping to another topic. "Ziyu, it would be nice if she and I were in the same exam room."

Zhao Rong nodded, "It's good that you and Yu Huaijin are in the same examination room."

Fan Yushu glared, "Zi Yu, you might as well kill me!"

Li Xueyu finished her lecture while two people in the back row were whispering to each other. With red cheeks, she bowed, thanked the teacher at the podium, then trotted off with the book in her arms.

Yu Huaijin returned to the stage, glanced at the audience, and said directly: "Brother Peiliang, painting is the art you are best at. You will teach the second painting class."

Wu Peiliang smiled, bowed to everyone, and then went on stage with a proud look on his face.

"Tzuyu, it's this arrogance again. What's the point of being so proud?" Fan Yushu muttered.

Zhao Rong did not agree, but continued to look at the podium and listen attentively with a focused expression.

Near the podium in front, Yu Huaijin, who was standing quietly with his hands crossed, glanced at Zhao Rong with a slight sidelong glance without any expression.

On the podium, the student named Wu spoke eloquently.

Below the stage, Zhao Rong listened attentively for a while and nodded.

This guy, who was a complete opposite to him, was indeed quite skilled in traditional painting.

He can explain the landscapes, figures, flowers and birds in a logical and logical way, and his insights are remarkable.

No wonder he has the courage to be so arrogant.

Zhao Rong's mouth curled up slightly as he recalled Wu Peiliang's "unruly" look every time he was suppressed by him.

At this time, Fan Yushu couldn't hold back anymore, "Ziyu, tomorrow is the painting test, what are you best at painting?"

"A little bit."

Fan Yushu covered his mouth with his hands and asked mysteriously, "Ziyu, do you know what I am good at painting?"

Zhao Rong didn't even think about it: "Sexy picture."

Fan Yushu was stunned. "Pornographic picture? What is this?"

Zhao Rong thought about it and changed the wording to "yellow picture."

"What is the yellow picture?"

Zhao Rong had a blank expression on his face. "A pornographic picture."

Fan Yushu was a little shocked. "Zi Yu is really a fellow traveler. But the erotic pictures are not pornographic, they are white, hehe..."

Zhao Rong thought it would be better to stay away from this guy in the future.

Fan Yushu returned to the topic and hummed confidently, "I am quite accomplished in figure painting."

Being accomplished is equivalent to being well-read, right?

Zhao Rong was speechless.

When it comes to hobbies, Fan Yushu talks a lot and says confidently: "Ziyu, let me tell you, don't underestimate erotic paintings. Good erotic paintings are all from famous artists, because ordinary vulgar painters simply can't paint the charm of them, and only masters can create masterpieces with both form and charm."

Zhao Rong turned around and said seriously, "Brother Yushu, please respect yourself."

Looking at him speaking righteously, Fan Yushu blinked.

Fan Yushu would never believe that Zhao Rong was a white lotus. He was a married Confucian scholar, and there was more than one woman in his room. The three fairies, Zhao Daxian, Zhao Xiaoxian and Miss Su, followed him wholeheartedly. Fan Yushu didn't believe that Zhao Rong could be so pure. God knew how much trouble he could cause.

Especially since he did not return home the whole night yesterday and was taken out of the academy by the fairy Qian'er. I don't know where he went... Considering that he slept during the exam this morning, well, the evidence is solid.

Fan Yushu originally wanted to have a more in-depth discussion to expose someone's hypocritical face.

However, at this moment, Yu Huaijin in the front row glanced at him, so he had to give up.

Zhao Rong turned his attention back to the podium.

Soon, Wu Peiliang's lecture ended. All the students in the classroom applauded, and Zhao Rong also raised his hand to applaud.

"Thank you for your kindness, gentlemen. Thank you for your kindness."

Wu Peiliang pretended to be humble and bowed to everyone. He seemed reluctant to come down and lingered on the stage for a long time before walking off the stage with a smile on his face.

Yu Huaijin walked back to the podium and spoke directly: "Brother Ziyu, your calligraphy skills are extraordinary. You are the teaching assistant designated by Mr. Zhu for the calligraphy class..."

Before she could finish, Wu Peiliang, who was walking off the stage, suddenly stopped halfway, turned around and asked with a smile: "Senior Yu, why are you going on stage again?"

Yu Huaijin turned around and asked, "What does this mean?"

Except for the calm Zhao Rong, all the students looked puzzled.

Wu Peiliang smiled and asked back: "For the third calligraphy class, didn't you ask the calligraphy assistant to come on stage to give a lecture? Isn't the calligraphy assistant the one for me?"

Some of the students reacted and some couldn't help laughing, some looked strangely, and they all looked at Zhao Rong in the back row with mocking and teasing eyes.

Yu Huaijin held his hands, his expression remained calm, and he ignored the whispers and laughter in the room.

She looked at Wu Peiliang for a while, and said seriously, "The current assistant teacher of calligraphy class is Brother Ziyu. So far, Mr. Zhu has not changed."

Under the direct gaze of this old-fashioned senior from Shuexingtang, Wu Peiliang slightly turned his eyes away.

He pretended to frown and think for a while, then suddenly realized:

"Oh! I just remembered, hahaha, it's not that soon. I still have to wait for two days. After all the exams are finished and the dust has settled, I will be Mr. Zhu's calligraphy class teaching assistant. Hahaha, I was impatient. Please don't blame me, senior, please don't blame me, and please don't blame me, Brother Zhao."

Wu Peiliang bowed to Zhao Rong, who had a calm expression, and looked very apologetic.

The low laughter among the students on the field became louder.

On the other side, Han Wenfu, who had been watching with a smile, looked at Wu Peiliang, then turned to look at the boy named Zhao in the back row, and also looked at the students from Ruxingtang who were watching the fun and enjoying the excitement. He seemed to have discovered something interesting, and the smile on his face became even wider.

On the podium, a certain old-fashioned girl frowned slightly.

Li Xue, who was sitting in her seat, grasped the fabric of her sleeves with her little hands: "Brother Wu, how can you do this? We are all classmates!"

Xiao Hongyu, who was watching the fun, couldn't help but glance at her friend.

From beginning to end, Zhao Rong, as the person involved, kept an unchanged expression and didn't even look at Wu Peiliang who was jumping up and down, even though the mocking laughter on the scene made the usually shameless Brother Yushu feel sorry for him.

But he turned a deaf ear to all of it, his eyes fixed on Yu Huaijin on the podium, his eyes seemed to be telling her: "Hurry up and let me go up to give the lecture, stop dawdling..."

But Yu Huaijin never responded.

In Xinhu, a hot-tempered purple sword spirit could no longer sit still, "Zhao Rong! This brat is trying to bully us again. I'm going to cut off his soul with one sword. Don't stop me this time!!"

Zhao Rong nodded. If the physical body of the purple-clothed sword spirit was behind him at this moment, he might have immediately stepped aside.

"Okay, go ahead, I won't stop you." He said seriously.

Sword Spirit: ...

Hey, this is really boring.

Gui took a deep breath, and said tolerantly and gently: "Oh, he was scolding you, I am not in a hurry."

Zhao Rong couldn't help laughing.

Wu Peiliang, who had been expecting Zhao Rong to get angry, frowned slightly because of Zhao Rong's lack of response. Then he sneered and prepared to return to his seat.

But at this moment.

“Boom, boom, boom—!”

The dull sound of three knuckles hitting the wooden table suddenly rang out on the field.

Everyone looked up at Yu Huaijin on the podium.

“Boom!”

The senior from Ruxingtang knocked hard on the table again.

Then she looked around the room calmly, and then said something that caught Wu Peiliang and other students, as well as Zhao Rong, by surprise.

"Brother Peiliang, don't leave yet. Brother Ziyu, come up for a moment. I remember that you two seemed to have made a quarrel. It just so happens that everyone is here today, including Senior Han from the Xiudao Hall. You are all brothers and classmates, so there is nothing you can't talk about. Don't let outsiders laugh at you. Cancel it right in front of everyone."

The whole audience was silent.

Everyone heard...she used a commanding tone.

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