Xiao Cunyu seemed not to hear his voice. He sat down on the steps at the door, propped up his cheek and stopped talking.
The silent look is very pitiful.
Zhou Jingmao's guilt was like a surging river, and he quickly pulled Zong Ling and the other two people in the yard of "Xiao Qi and the Dog" over.
"They are all my classmates. You have met Zong Ling. I was the first one to arrive, so I am number one in our courtyard. Zong Ling is the fourth child. The second is Ying Hui. He is the youngest son of Prince Fengping, and he is also the seventh child in the family. This is Zhang Bingzhi... His father is a historian, and he is the only son in the family. But he likes to hang out and fight with others, so he was sent here." Zhou Jingmao introduced carefully.
"You're not much better." Zhang Bingzhi said bluntly.
Xiao Cunyu took a quick glance and then continued to think with his head down.
They are all spendthrifts.
Zong Ling looks a little clever, but his eyes are slippery and unsteady, and he is suspicious and secretive and won't live long.
Ying Hui has a good face, with ears close to his head and a strong outline. He has relatives and friends who are noble and have a lot of free time. Unfortunately, the color of wine overwhelms his eyes, and he may become thin and skinny in his later years.
As for Zhang Bingzhi, he is okay, but he does not have the appearance of a scholar. If he takes the right path, even if his official career is not very high, he will still be famous and worry-free throughout his life. But if he takes the wrong path, his temperament will become more and more crooked.
In just a blink of an eye, Xiao Cunyu saw through them clearly.
Ying Hui and Zhang Bingzhi didn't know Xiao Cunyu at all, and were a little confused at this moment: "Jing Mao, who is he?"
"His name is Xiao Cunyu, the seventh son of the Xiao family, and his uncle is Minister Xiao." Zhou Jingmao said happily.
"Xiao Qi!?" The two shouted in surprise at the same time.
Xiao Cunyu was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat.
What happened to Xiao Qi!
Did I cheat you out of your money?! Such a big reaction!
"He, he is Xiao Qi?! He is the one you mentioned, the pretty boy who looks like a decent human being but does extremely wicked things, pretending to be pitiful and showing off his eloquence to get you here, Xiao Qi!?" Zhang Bingzhi asked gritting his teeth.
His father hopes that he will be well-versed in ancient and modern history, have a good character and unwavering ambition, and inherit his legacy.
But he really didn't like studying and wanted to learn martial arts. However, he was detained since he was a child and had never learned any martial arts. At most, he only had some basic skills. He spent all day hanging out and fighting with others. He went to several academies and made trouble there all day long. His father was fed up with it, so when he heard that Zhou Jingmao had come to Wanjun Academy, he hurriedly sent him here.
Zhou Jingmao was the first to arrive, but he had only been in the academy for more than twenty days.
He came a little late, but it has been more than ten days so far. However, since he came, he would hear Zhou Jingmao talking about Xiao Qi every day.
He had been so angry that his teeth were itching and he wanted to beat the guy up!
Zhang Bingzhi began to roll up his sleeves.
Zhou Jingmao quickly stopped him: "Bingzhi, he, he is also my good brother!"
"Didn't you say before that he cheated you out of thousands of taels of silver and a shop?!" Zhang Bingzhi snorted, "I despise men like this who take advantage of others and act like a spoiled child. Are you worried that your father will scold you? Don't worry, I'm not afraid. I'll beat him up, and your father can blame me if he wants to!"
Xiao Cunyu smiled sinisterly at Zhou Jingmao.
See, this is okay, brother?
She could have been the one to "rule the world" in this academy, but now? She hasn't even shown up yet, but her hatred level is already exploding!
"Don't! Give me some face. He's actually... quite nice. He's... thinking about me, right? Anyway, I've already taken revenge, and my plaque won't change anytime soon..." Zhou Jingmao found it difficult to open his mouth. "I asked you to come here to help..."
As he spoke, Zhou Jingmao handed over the cleaning stuff.
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