The Rise of Phoenixes Chapter 30:

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Eight yuan, the young master wants eight yuan.

Yan Huaishi is never absent during meals. He is not a student and cannot go to class to build relationships. Naturally, he has to make full use of his meal time. This person is the best at building relationships. Feng Zhiwei heard him say it yesterday , the warden invited him to dinner, and bowed to him during the dinner.

The warden of the Department of Politics and History in Qingming Academy is known as the "Iron-Faced Yama"...

Gu Nanyi was completely indifferent to Feng Zhiwei's flattery and thoughtfulness. He had the same attitude in everything he did - his eyes only looked at the one foot and three inches in front of him.

However, his posture when eating was elegant, but sometimes he felt unfamiliar, as if he was unskilled. Feng Zhiwei thought maliciously, this child is usually fed by others, right?

After coming to the academy for a few days, she got to know the place a little bit. It was obviously loose on the outside and tight on the inside, full of mysteries. Recently, she often studied the golden silk leather booklet, and once accidentally discovered that the Institute of Political History and the The inconspicuous little flower garden between the Military Academy was very similar to a certain formation mentioned in the book.

No wonder the academy doesn't allow people to wander around at night. No wonder the academy dares to let in a student with unknown origins like Gu Nanyi and a dangerous person who looks abnormal at first glance.

She was simply fearless. She found that as long as someone dared to cause trouble here, they would be torn into pieces immediately.

Of course, this is her discovery and may not be someone else's. At least all the arrangements in the academy are very secretive. It looks calm and peaceful on the outside, no different from ordinary academies.

She was engrossed in her meal and didn't notice a young man getting up and coming over. The noisy voices all around suddenly fell silent.

The man walked straight towards her, raised his fists and said, "Brother Wei."

Feng Zhiwei looked up blankly, not seeing who was the first to return the gift immediately. The other person had already said in a loud voice: "Brother Wei, I heard that you are Master Hu's favorite disciple? I have something to discuss with you."

Feng Zhi tilted his head slightly and said with a smile: "Is this the same year as the Military Academy? Master Hu's political theory test must have made you very distressed? Although I am not the master's favorite student, I must have provided you with some cheat sheets. It’s okay.”

The young man was overjoyed. He didn’t expect that Feng Zhiwei was so well-informed and had already guessed his intention without asking anything. His face lit up and he quickly said, “Thank you so much. I’m at the Military Academy, Chun Yumeng, Wei. If you need anything in the future, brother, just come to me!"

Feng Zhi glanced at him with a smile - of course I wanted to find you. If I hadn't learned from Yan Huaishi that you were a general and that you were the eldest brother of Yin Ran in the Military Academy, would I care about you?

Chun Yu Meng left with satisfaction, and everyone snickered quietly. This guy could have left the academy a long time ago, but he always failed in the picky and difficult political class of Hu Fuzi. However, Hu Fuzi and the old general Chunyu had a very good relationship, so Poor Chunyu Meng, he could have found a job in the army a long time ago, but because of this matter, he has been unable to get out.

After a while, it turned out to be Hu Fuzi’s class exam. Chunyu Meng climbed over the wall in the middle of the night to ask Feng Zhiwei for advice. The two of them drank under the pear tree in the yard. After finishing a pot of wine, Feng Zhiwei couldn’t finish an article. alright.

Chun Yumeng was in a happy mood after doing his homework. He leaned against the pear tree and knocked on the wine pot and sang loudly: "Fight at dawn with the golden drum, sleep with the jade saddle at night. I would like to put the sword down from my waist and kill Loulan!"

"Isn't this Master Hu's political lecture class?" Feng Zhiwei's eyes, stained with alcohol, became more and more misty, and asked with a smile, "Is it worth being so happy?"

"You don't know." Chunyu Meng chuckled, "I have long been awarded the post of captain of the Wumen Changying Guards, and I was waiting to take office after I came out of the Military Academy, but I always delayed my business because of this sour thing. , I’m so anxious!”

Feng Zhiwei frowned - something seems wrong here? Political theory is a side subject besides the classics and history, and has never been an important subject. What’s more, Chun Yumeng is from the Military Academy, and military commanders have nothing to do with it. What is the purpose of Hu Fuzi making things difficult for him in the political theory class again and again?

I was awarded the post of captain of the Meridian Gate School early...

Is it to hold him back? Why hold him back?

She was meditating there when the door suddenly opened with a creak and Gu Nanyi walked straight out, floating towards them like a soul. Feng Zhiwei felt bad and jumped up before finishing a sip of wine and threw Chunyu Pushing outwards, Chunyu Meng looked at her inexplicably and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Feng Zhiwei had no time to explain—yesterday, a wild dog barked three yards away and disturbed Master Gu. The young master was also like this, floating out like a spirit, and when he came back, his sleeves were stained with dog hair.

It's all her fault. After a few sips of wine, she forgot that Master Gu didn't like making noises.

Chun Yumeng, who was drunk, still hugged the tree and giggled, refusing to leave. He didn't feel Gu Yudiao's silent murderous intent at all. Feng Zhiwei couldn't see it, and rushed over, trying to block Chun Yumeng. She was so As soon as he was anxious, there was a sudden surge of heat in his body, and then he felt his body become light, and he rushed out with a breath.

"Bang."

It feels soft and hard to the touch.

It smells like a rich and light scent.

Feng Zhiwei suddenly burst out with extraordinary strength, threw her head over, and ran into Gu Nanyi's arms...

Feng Zhiwei hadn't reacted yet. She had no idea about the uncontrollable heat in her body. She just felt as if she suddenly jumped far away and hit something, and then Venus was shooting out of the sky.

It is soft and thin under the face, comfortable for ironing, and feels very familiar to the touch.

Feng Zhiwei knew that the bad thing was not that she accidentally fell into a man's arms, but that Master Gu also hated being touched at close range. The next moment she would be thrown onto the roof by Master Gu.

Suddenly she heard the sound of Chunyu gasping for air behind her, and then she was pushed away, and she saw a Sali on the ground with a startled glance.

Did she knock off Gu Nanyi’s gauze?

A vague thought suddenly flashed through her mind, and she immediately raised her head to look at Gu Nanyi's face. However, she was still a step too slow. Gu Nanyi made a move with his hand, and the gauze from the ground flew to his head again, and the white gauze was vaguely dancing in the air. , he seemed to stretch out his finger and touch the corner of his lips, then tilted his head slightly and gently sucked his finger on his lips.

Through the gauze curtain, you can vaguely see that expression, a little naive, a little curious, a little confused and exploring, with a gesture that has nothing to do with romance but is affectionate and natural, tasting the unknown taste of this life.

There was a faint smell of alcohol coming out.