Chapter 143 Meet Your Little Apprentice

And in this month, Lin Yi has figured out the way to Shengxiao Academy.

It's not that her dementia has eased, but that Sheng Xiao Yuan is really easy to recognize.

The most desolate and dilapidated place is the Shengxiao Courtyard.

"Teacher Qu, Teacher Qu, I'm here again."

Lin Yi knocked on the door, the wind and rain of the wooden door really looked like it would fall apart in a second.

No one answered, but the courtyard door opened without wind.

Lin Yi was no stranger to this scene, and walked in bouncingly.

"Why did you come here today?" Qu Sheng played Go alone with his left and right hands, his brows were slightly frowned, and the situation was deadlocked.

"Teacher Qu, why are you playing chess alone again?"

"If you use your brain like this, you will grow gray hair."

Lin Yi muttered, but the movements of his hands were not slow at all.

Just now there was a stalemate, and the chess board, which was indistinguishable from the winner, is now in a mess and there is no way to see the rules.

Lin Yi didn't have much research on Go.

Therefore, such a simple and crude solution is very suitable.

Qu Sheng failed, every time Lin Yi came, he would ruin his game of chess.

But it’s okay, it’s been too long, and I’m really tired.

"Wait a minute, I'll make tea for you." Qu Sheng put away the chess pieces and said with a light smile.

This kind of Qu Sheng was completely cold, looking as warm as jade and as warm as a spring day.

In a month's time, the interior of Shengxiao Academy has changed a lot.

From time to time, Lin Yi would buy something for him, or new tea, or tables and chairs, or quilts, or furniture...

Slowly looking at it this way, the dilapidated courtyard seems to have a little more vitality.

"Teacher Qu, I don't want tea, but fruit juice."

Lin Yi looked at the still hot sun and said.

The weather in September did not cool down, and the sun hanging in the sky was like a big heater.

Fortunately, she is warm in winter and cool in summer, and she doesn't feel hot at all.

Lin Yi is extremely fortunate that she has such a physique.

"Okay." Qu Sheng's eyes were clear, his smile was still indifferent but also ethereal.

Lin Yi was slightly taken aback. During this month, she had never seen Teacher Qu angry or sad.

His expression has always been faint, almost transparent.

A glass of fruit juice, a few zither sounds, and the scent of grass in the air, everything looks so leisurely.

This is why Lin Yi likes to pester Teacher Qu the most.

The people in the main house perform their duties and are busy every day to ensure that they will not be eliminated.

Only with Teacher Qu, can there be a moment of peace and freedom.

You can stop, smell the fragrance of flowers, listen to the singing of birds, and look at the blue sky.

Slowly, Lin Yi fell asleep.And Qu Sheng's piano sound became softer and softer.

The Shengxiao Courtyard is peaceful and peaceful, but the old ancestor Lin Yi's place is like a formidable enemy.

Because, Jing Ye has arrived.

Jing Ye's seniority is neither high nor low, but in front of Lin Yu, he is really a junior.

It stands to reason that Lin Yu can dismiss Jing Ye at will.

But who told this to be a younger generation whose young man is better than blue when the wave behind the Yangtze River pushes the wave ahead?

The ancestors had lived for hundreds of years, so they had a very accurate eye for seeing people.

If possible, he really didn't want to create such an enemy for the Lin family.

"You said you wanted to meet that little apprentice of mine?" Lin Yu's face was calm, but he began to mutter in his heart.

When did his little apprentice intersect with the unborn genius of the Jing family.

 A quick read is recommended.

  Bookworm Female Supporting Story.

  Little angels who are interested in fast travel can move.

  You can skip the first two stories, the latter story is not bad.

  


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