Early in the morning, Zhang Mingxuan stood in the courtyard and stretched, and it felt good that he didn't have to write a novel.

Li Qingxuan also walked out of the house, glanced at Zhang Mingxuan in surprise and said, "Why are you up?"

Zhang Mingxuan said proudly: "I was originally very diligent, but I was usually too tired. ”

Li Qingxuan pursed his lips disdainfully, what the hell did you believe?

"Young master, young master~ Oh no!" Wang Bei flew in in a panic.

Is the ghost really coming?

Li Qingxuan looked at Wang Bei unkindly, thinking about whether to shoot her to death.

Wang Bei suddenly felt a little cold, was it a cold?

Zhang Mingxuan asked nervously, "What's wrong?"

Wang Bei came back to her senses and said nervously: "Young Master, our mobile phone has been robbed. ”

Zhang Mingxuan was stunned for a moment and said, "This! ”

When Wang Bei heard Zhang Mingxuan's words, she calmed down and wondered, "Are you okay?"

Zhang Mingxuan said: "Don't worry, it's okay! You can go back and let Lao Zhou burn it again." ”

Wang Bei said embarrassedly: "Yes, young master!" hurriedly turned around and flew out, always feeling that this courtyard was a little eerie.

In a valley outside the city, a group of people sat on the mountain for a long, long time around a cart of mobile phones.

"Goo~" A big man with chest hair covered in chest hair covered his stomach and said embarrassedly: "I'm a little hungry." ”

A lame black and thin man said impatiently, "Boss, what the hell are we waiting for? ”

A one-eyed middle-aged man standing straight with a spear in his hand turned around and said, "Go!"

With a flick of the spear in his hand, like a strange python flicking its tail, an explosion was thrown on the car, and even the car and mobile phone exploded. A group of people sitting on the ground hurriedly crawled away and looked at the one-eyed boss in fear.

Zhang Mingxuan hadn't sat down in Qingyun Bookstore for a while, when another ghost servant hurriedly ran in.

Zhang Mingxuan put down his mobile phone and said, "What's the matter? If it is said that the problem of the mobile phone being robbed, needless to say, Wang Bei has already said it." ”

The ghost servant said carefully: "Young master, the small one is not a problem with the mobile phone. Today, the little one found this outside the film and television building. ”

Zhang Mingxuan took a piece of paper held by the ghost servant in surprise and spread it out to take a look: "Looking at a Chinese girl today, they are all ridiculous, they are not ashamed to show their flesh, they are full of bloody killings, human nature is evil, and everyone in the world is greed......y."

Zhang Mingxuan looked up in surprise and said, "What is this?"

"Text!"

"What did I do?" he said!" Zhang Mingxuan stood up angrily.

The ghost servant said cautiously: "The little one walked around the city and found that this post was posted in many places. ”

Zhang Mingxuan asked angrily, "Who posted it?"

"Little ones don't know!"

Zhang Mingxuan asked nervously: "Does it have an impact on the business of the film and television building?"

The ghost servant hesitated for a moment and said, "There is ..."

Zhang Mingxuan said angrily: "It's too much to deceive people, I'll make a movie and provoke you! Go, find someone to tear these up." ”

The ghost servant hesitated for a moment and said, "There has suddenly been a lot of people coming today, more than yesterday. Listening to what they said, it seems that they all read this text. ”

Zhang Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and said with a smile: "You mean, there are many people who have come over after reading this article?"

"Yes, do you want to tear it off?"

Zhang Mingxuan said angrily: "What are you tearing like this?"

Hehe said with a smile: "You go to someone to print tens of thousands of copies of this, and paste it all over Chang'an." Then, let Rong Ma and Wang Bei sue him and accuse him of slander. ”

The ghost servant was stunned for a moment, and printed and pasted it himself? What kind of operation is this?

After hesitating for a moment, he said carefully: "Young Master, we don't know who to sue!"

Zhang Mingxuan said angrily: "Just tell the owner of this text, who this master is, it is something that the government needs to worry about." ”

The ghost servant nodded and said, "The little one understands." He turned and walked out.

"And!"

The ghost servant stopped, turned back to Zhang Mingxuan, and said respectfully, "Young Master, what else do you have to order?"

Zhang Mingxuan smiled evilly: "Don't look for someone, you go and paste it yourself at night, I want you to paste this paper all over Chang'an, especially in the yamen, in the official mansions, with that kind of special sticky paste, the kind that can't be removed when you paste it, and it's all over the place." ”

The ghost servant thought of that kind of picture and the angry scene of various officials, and suddenly felt a little pity for the person who wrote this paper.

After the ghost servant left, Zhang Mingxuan sat in the chair and said to himself proudly: "Fight with me, you are still a little tender." Hehehe, smiling, looking forward to tomorrow.

In the academy, Fang Xingxuan also stood proudly in front of the window, that kid who wrote the immortal should be angry now! People of insight in the world rose up to attack, see what you can do? Turned around and walked out with the answer sheet on the table.

In the school, students are bowing their heads and playing with their mobile phones, collecting vegetables, planting vegetables and stealing vegetables, and chatting and farting in the TT group are having fun.

Outside the door, a scholar was standing in front of the door, reciting the Analects aloud to the courtyard, and the scholar's eyes lit up and he shouted, "Meet Mr."

The scholars in the room immediately sat upright, shaking their heads and reading in a low voice, looking serious and hardworking.

Fang Xingxuan, who had just come out of the corner, looked at the student who was ten meters away from him and bowed respectfully in surprise, and stepped forward with a satisfied smile: "Wen Qingtian, right! Why is it outside?"

Wen Qingkong said embarrassedly: "Mr. Hui's words, the student read too late last night and didn't have a good rest! ”

Fang Xingxuan was even more satisfied, stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder twice, and said, "Yes, yes, it's rare to see a child like you who works so hard now." Come in with me! Take a nap when you're sleepy. ”

Wen Qingkong said movingly: "Thank you for your kindness, teacher!" followed Fang Xingxuan and walked towards the house.

Wen Qingtian followed behind Fang Xingxuan, frowning at the students in the school.

"Poof~" Cheng Chubi hurriedly covered his mouth.

Fang Xingxuan looked at Cheng Chubi with dissatisfaction and said, "What are you laughing at?"

Cheng Chubi waved his hand again and again: "No, it's nothing?" I thought of a funny thing. ”

Fang Xingxuan turned his head and said to the students: "You all have to study like Wen Qingtian, you read too late last night, and today you stand outside to recite books in order not to sleep, this kind of spirit has the style of an ancient sage." It is an example for you to follow. ”

The students laughed and said, "Yes, sir!"

Fang Xingxuan nodded with satisfaction and said, "You go in!"

"Yes, sir!" Wen Qingkong walked quickly to his seat and sat down.

Fang Xingxuan put the paper in his hand on the table and said, "In this exam, there are three people who surprised me very much, and they have made great progress. ”

Fang Xingxuan looked at Cheng Chumo and said, "You have all obtained the first grade." ”

All the scholars looked at Cheng Chumo and the three of them in surprise, the three of them puffed out their chests proudly, their small eyes shot around, and they almost said, "Who else?"