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Chapter 1325 Brother Fu's Health Is So Beautiful (4)

If it wasn't for being unable to move around at will, he would have rushed in front of Ban Jiu long ago.

I finally made it to the end of today's class.

The master hadn't stepped out of the school, but he had already rushed in front of him for a long time.

She was tidying up the books for a long time when suddenly a pair of hands rested on her desk.

She raised her head and bumped into a pair of dark eyes, bright and excited.

"It's still early, Brother Fu, why don't we go to the racecourse together?"

His bright eyes suggested.

As soon as the racecourse was mentioned, countless images immediately flashed through his mind.

Reading and composing poetry may not be his forte, but he is still very good at horseback riding and archery.

As long as he shows his best side at that time, Brother Fu will definitely be amazed.

Thinking of her like this, his gaze unconsciously swept over for a long time.

The whole person looks a bit thin and thin, with a pretty face.

According to the old man, these scholars are basically accompanied by books. It can be said that seven or eight out of ten can't fight and shoot arrows.

Brother Fu should be the same.

Then he can teach slowly by hand.

When he thought of this scene, he was inexplicably excited, and he couldn't say the specific reason.

"Brother Fu, don't you plan to study hard these days?"

Liu Zhishi's extremely annoying voice cut in again.

For a moment, the old bandit only felt that this person was extremely annoying.

He stared coldly at the past.

The words spoken are without empathy.

"No one will think you are dumb if you don't speak."

"You!" Liu Zhishi was anxious, but he could only choke out this word, and finally flung his sleeves and left.

The bandit ignored him, turned around and looked at him for a long time.

"How does Brother Fu feel?"

"Let's go."

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The largest racecourse in Pinglin County belongs to my old family.

More precisely, it was established by the old family.

The bandits often come here, so it can be said that they are very familiar with it.

Because it is the private property of the old family, there is no one else here except for a few boys who train horses.

"Brother Fu can ride and shoot?"

The old bandit's eyes were a little bright, and he didn't know what to expect.

For a long time, he didn't know what he was thinking.

Slightly nodded.

"meeting."

Expectations failed, so the gangster felt that the whole person was lost.

Although he was also a little confused why his emotions fluctuated so much?
But why think about things that you can't understand?
He simply put it aside.

"Brother Fu, it's better like this. Let's have a competition. The winner will teach the loser."

He didn't care about it for a long time, so he nodded again.

The old bandit said the rules of the game with a smile on his face.

After speaking, he took people to choose horses.

Along the way, he was full of thoughts about how he should win the game later, so that Brother Fu could take a high look at him.

Or which angle is more perfect?
How should he present his most perfect angle in front of Brother Fu?

This question haunted him until he got on his horse.

The long whip streaked across the air, and finally fell, and the pure white horse rushed out immediately.

The old bandit stayed in place alone.

This this……

After reacting, he quickly chased after him.

There is no doubt that the old bandit lost, and the loss was a bit ugly.

Because he couldn't catch up for half a long time at all.

After walking back for a long time, he has not reached the end point...

So the gangster felt that he was autistic, so autistic that he didn't want to talk to anyone.

The person who was excited and full of expectations suddenly fell silent, which was easy to attract people's attention.

For a long time, he rode a horse and stopped beside him.

"what happened?"

"No, nothing..."

Now it's enough to be ashamed, and he really doesn't have the face to say too much.

After thinking about it for a long time, I asked, "Do I need to put some water?"

"No need!" He shook his head immediately.

He really cares about winning or losing, but what he wants more is to get it by his own ability.

Losing today is considered a shame.

But if it comes to the point of asking others to release water, isn't that admitting that I have been cowardly and incompetent all my life?
"Brother Fu, let's compete again."

He suddenly bought blood to be resurrected, and his fighting spirit was high.

—

The comparison between the two didn't stop until it was dark.

No matter how many times you do it, the result is that the bandit loses without exception.

Maybe the number of failures is too many, or it may be numb to the loss, so the bandit simply doesn't care about those wins and losses.

By this time the sky had completely darkened.

He personally sent the person to the door of Fu Xuan's house.

This is an unusual-looking courtyard.

After the bandit sent the person, if it wasn't really impossible, he would have liked to stay and have a meal together.

It was only half a long time after he left that he entered the courtyard.

—

Ever since her adoptive mother died, Fu Xuan left the small village where she had no worries,

It can be said that she came to Pinglin County alone.

The adoptive mother is crazy, and at the beginning, life can be very poor.

Later, when Fu Xuan was required to study, the family's expenses became even greater.

Fortunately, although her adoptive mother was insane, she didn't say anything about Fu Xuan's study. When it was time to hand over the training, she always gave Fu Xuan the money in advance when she was sober.

Fu Xuan came to Pinglin County after the death of her adoptive mother.

She earned a lot of money by writing calligraphy and selling poems for others and attending a series of banquets between scholars.

So this day is gradually getting better.

The courtyard is not big, and there is not even half a servant in it, all the housework is done by Fu Xuan himself.

It's been like this since she was a child, and Fu Xuan didn't think there was anything wrong.

—

The old bandit on the other side has already returned to his home.

It can be said that he was in a particularly good mood today, and he even hummed an unknown song along the way.

Until he saw that tiger-faced old thing at home.

The old man kept a straight face on purpose, looking a bit fierce.

This is also normal, after all, he is a bandit, and he can't pretend to be a scholar.

"Didn't I follow your advice and go to study in that private school?" The old bandit frowned when he saw him.

Ever since this person stubbornly wanted to send him to a private school, he wished he could stay away from him all the time.

Hearing his words, the old father frowned.

"I heard that you made friends in the private school."

Seeing the old bandit frowning, he was already very displeased.

He immediately said angrily.

"You think I want to know these things, you are making such a big fuss, why do you need me to check, this voice has directly reached my ears."

"Yes, I called a friend."

The old bandit didn't care if his old father found out that he had friends.

What he couldn't accept most was that his old father would arrange for someone to monitor him.

"The friend you made this time is quite famous, he is a famous talent."

Speaking of this, the old father, who was a bandit, showed a rare bit of respect.

　Thank you [Yu] Xiaokuonai for the monthly pass.

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　　Regarding the character of the male protagonist...

　　There seems to be a lot to dislike, and the stupid author is a little careful.

　　If you change it, it is impossible to change it. The character design has already been formed. If it is changed, the whole person may change, and it will feel that it is not the original Yunzhuo, and then it is almost over...

　　(ω)hiahiahia
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　　This month, the text plane has been updated.

　　There has always been a lottery in the book circle, if you are interested, you can take a look.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)