The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 25:

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The basic necessities of life are unified, so there is no distinction between status, and students get along with each other more naturally and casually. However, there are still whispers that some students in the academy have very high status, very, very, very high. Someone asked: How tall? The person being asked must be wagging his or her finger in a mysterious manner - it cannot be said, it cannot be said.

Feng Zhiwei walked along and listened to Yan Huaishi's eloquent introduction to the academy. From the familiarity, he didn't look like a student who had never been able to get into the academy, but rather like he had been studying in the academy for three or four years.

"How do you know so clearly?" Feng Zhiwei asked him.

Yan Xiaosi smiled and twirled his index finger and thumb, indicating: Banknotes are omnipotent.

"The Yan family is rich in the sea, why do they still go to Beijing to camp around and get angry like this?"

"The imperial court focused on agriculture and suppressed business. No matter how rich the merchants were in the world, they had to rely on local officials." Yan Huaishi looked up at the eaves of Qingming Academy, his cynical eyes suddenly darkened, "The Imperial Capital is always a place with many opportunities. ”

Feng Zhi smiled slightly, thinking that since there are many children of aristocratic families, the next generation of family heads will also be fiercely competitive. This person who came to the Imperial Capital was either unbearable and was exiled, or he was broad-minded and realized that the resources of the Imperial Capital would benefit him in the future. He came here specially to fight for position and extra points. Seeing the flexibility of this boy from the Yan family, the latter is more likely.

The old man took them to the main courtyard and handed them over to a middle-aged scribe. He whispered a few words in the scribe's ear. The man showed a surprised look, then smiled and asked Feng Zhiwei to record his name and resume. Feng Zhiwei Wei Zhi had already made up a false resume for himself - Wei Zhi, a farm boy from Shannan Road, lost his parents and took shelter with relatives in the capital.

The man asked the two attendants about their identities in detail. It could be seen that the academy was loose on the outside and tight on the inside. It was actually very concerned about internal security. Most of the people walking around were light-footed and possessed martial arts. Yan Huaishi was a All the organs in his body moved at the touch of a button. Feng Zhiwei had already made up a credible story without having to explain it, and even Gu Nanyi took it with him.

Gu Nanyi always stood quietly next to Feng Zhiwei, his sleeves hanging down, silent, his eyes only fell on the ground one foot and three inches in front of him. The wind in the hall blew the gauze under his hood, and occasionally The chin as delicate as white jade flashed.

Everyone who came and went took a second look at him, attracted by the elegance and concentration of the jade carving, but immediately turned away at the next moment - he must be a martial arts master, masters are all so mysterious. normal.

Only Feng Zhiwei firmly believed that it was just a lack of heart.

After registering, he took the waistband representing the student's identity, and followed the scribe's instructions to the accommodation in the backyard of the academy. Feng Zhiwei smiled in surprise and said: "It is said all over the world that Qingming Academy is so difficult to enter. Now it seems so simple."

Yan Huaishi rolled his eyes and gave her a ghostly look, thinking that he wanted to tell you to be a brat!

Feng Zhiwei had just taken a few steps when he suddenly heard a roar not far away. The people walking around seemed to have received the order and suddenly ducked to the side of the road. Before Feng Zhiwei could react, she felt a sudden sound in front of her eyes. The figure of the flower flashed, and someone passed quickly in front of her nose. The soft fabric brushed against her face, exuding a familiar fragrance that seemed familiar to her.

Gu Nanyi's sleeves were raised in an instant, and his fingers were handed out like lightning. However, the shadow passed by Feng Zhiwei like a fish. Feng Zhiwei turned around in surprise, only to see that it seemed to be a person. Being dragged by another person without touching the ground, twisting and turning like a hurricane, he said hello randomly along the way: "Ah, I borrowed it! Ah, I didn't hit you! Ah, the storm is passing by, everyone makes way!"

The idlers gave way swissly, all of them tacitly understanding each other, and even Yan Huaishi jumped away. Only Feng Zhiwei and Gu Nanyi stood in the middle of the road stupidly.

Feng Zhiwei was still thinking, hadn’t the person already jumped over? What else should I give up?

But she soon got the answer.

"Don't run..."

A voice as sharp as a steel wire, chasing the billowing smoke and dust that the man fled, penetrated straight into everyone's ears, and then there was a riot of red and green flowers, six or seven with their sleeves rolled up, their arms exposed, and their big feet holding up chopping boards. The woman with all the bells and whistles rolled past Feng Zhiwei again.

There was a fragrant breeze wherever she passed, and Feng Zhiwei took a sniff of the rich rouge. The brothel boy Feng Zhiwei immediately recognized it as cheap rouge "Tuberose".

"What is this...?" Feng Zhiwei rarely stammered as she watched the group of country birds roaring away as if they were chasing the poor bandits.

If this was not the prestigious Qingming Academy, she would have thought she was in a rural vegetable market.

"Oh." The only person who was calm was Yan Huaishi, who gloated, "It's normal. You may see it two or three times a day from now on. Just get used to it. It's late. Go to eat quickly and rest after eating. Brother, you will see me tomorrow We will divide the hall into different halls to see whether we should go to political history or military affairs."

Feng Zhi smiled, and the three of them went to the canteen. Tonight's meal was hand-rolled meat noodles. The large porcelain bowl was filled to the brim. There were seven or eight pieces of shiny braised pork. There was not enough to add more. The noodles tasted earthy and fragrant. Mellow and full of authentic countryside atmosphere, the hall is full of students wandering around holding big bowls, and the sound of snoring and drinking noodles can be heard throughout the hall.

Yan Huaishi quickly got into the mood, holding a big bowl while drinking, and he didn't know which table to go to to make friends. He didn't feel the discomfort that a rich family should have. Feng Zhiwei was stunned for a while, and immediately began to follow the local customs. While sucking on the noodles, I thought about how Qingming Academy looks like a world-class academic institution full of scholars. It looks like an old farmhouse on the outskirts of Imperial Capital.

After drinking for a while, I noticed that there was an eerie silence around me. When I looked again, I saw Gu Nanyi sitting on the side, holding a bowl in one hand and slightly lifting the gauze cover with the other. The outline of half of his face exposed was so exquisite that it made you want to gasp. Everyone in the hall put down their bowls and looked at him, but he only looked at the bowl in front of him without realizing it.

Feng Zhiwei twitched the corners of his mouth, revealing a sly smile - Master, are you going to eat or not? Master, are you eating noodles or showing off your face?

I then heard Gu Nanyi murmuring: "One, two, three...seven!"

What seven?

"Bang!"

The question in his heart has not yet been answered. With a bang, Gu Nanyi put the bowl down hard, soup splashing everywhere. Feng Zhi gave up slightly, and all the peepers from all sides jumped.

"Seven dollars!"

Seven yuan...what seven yuan? Feng Zhiwei saw that he kept looking down at the bowl, as if he was counting the meat in the bowl? She reached over and counted, and it turned out to be seven pieces of meat.