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"What? How do you talk, kid?!"
Mrs. Fang suddenly stood up from the mahogany bearded stool,
"A dead horse is a living horse doctor?! How could my baby be a dead horse? At least it's a dead unicorn¡ª"
"Ah bah bah bah! It's all because you can't speak!"
"My Qiliner and Qianliju have been child prodigies since they were young. They have never forgotten the classics of sages. In the future, they will take the exam for the number one scholar¡ª"
When it comes to her prodigy son, Mrs. Fang can't stop the car a little bit.
Seeing this, Zhang Shaochen quickly interrupted her: "Mrs. Fang, since you are the future No. 1 Scholar, then there is no further delay. Hurry up and let me try it. What if it works?"
"Well¡¡"
Zhang Shaochen's words came to a critical point.
Both Mrs. Fang, who was chattering just now, and Master Fang, who was unhappy, fell silent for a while.
After a long while, Master Fang met his wife's eyes, and said reluctantly: "Okay, since you've already come here, and it took so much effort, let's go and have a look."
"That's right!" Mrs. Fang still couldn't hold back, and said eccentrically, "You've already said that, so go and have a look."
"What is the temper of our demon sect? Although there is no hope, if you don't let you try it, it will be blamed on us in the future; we are small, how can we provoke it?"
It's really hard to say that she is so yin and yang, with a gun and a stick.
However, she doesn't have to worry about Zhang Shaochen getting angry, because the boy has long been used to it.
At this time, Mr. Fang couldn't listen any longer, he glared at his wife and said, "Say a few words less!"
Following the guidance of his servant, Zhang Shaochen came to the courtyard where Fang Wenbin lived.
As soon as he entered the courtyard, Zhang Shaochen felt refreshed, seeing that the courtyard was full of green bamboos.
As soon as the wind blows, it is the bamboo wind that fills the courtyard, and the air is refreshing.
On the banks of the green bamboos, some red maples were planted.
This kind of maple tree is obviously exotic, although it is still summer, some maple leaves are already bright red.
More maple leaves have a bluish-yellow color, and when illuminated by the sun, they become translucent, like countless water-colored and ethereal emeralds swaying in the air.
Even if Zhang Shaochen didn't have any research on garden construction, he could tell that the whirling bamboo forest and the exquisite maple trees were not planted indiscriminately;
Regardless of the size of the area or the relative orientation, it is obviously carefully designed to give visitors a feeling of "I don't know why, but I feel very natural and beautiful".
The bamboo shadows supporting the sparse, are covering the study of Mr. Fang's family; it seems that in order to match the bamboo and maple in the courtyard, the doors and windows of this study with white walls and black tiles are also made of bamboo doors.
Especially on the top of the green and green bamboo doors, there are a few red and green maple leaves falling, which is not only elegant, but also adds a bit of Zen.
After being introduced by the family member, Zhang Shaochen confirmed that the quiet and elegant house in front of him, which occupies a large area, is indeed just the study of Mr. Fang's family.
"Alas." Zhang Shaochen recalled some past events, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, "The same life is alive, the gap between rich and poor is really big."
At this time, the bamboo door of the bookstore was closed tightly.
Zhang Shaochen was feeling emotional in his heart, so he was a little distracted, and when he reached the door, he just said to the servant: "Please open the door, brother."
"It can't be opened." The old man Ding smiled wryly, "I don't know, if the young master didn't come up with it himself, no one would be able to open the door of this study from the outside."
"Oh? There is such a miracle? It's just a door." Zhang Shaochen couldn't believe it.
"Ahem, young man, you can try driving it. But keep away from small ones."
"Huh?" Before Zhang Shaochen could react, he felt a "whoosh" and a rush of footsteps around him. When he turned his face to look again, the old servant who was by his side just now was already outside the moon gate in the yard.
Now he is poking around outside the doorway with the master and wife of the Fang family.
Behind them, there are even more guardians standing there, all of them are strong and strong, and everyone is holding a knife and a stick, as if they are facing an enemy.
"Is it that exaggerated?"
This time, Zhang Shaochen got a little nervous.
He quickly drew out the Calamity Sword, and then carefully pushed the bamboo door.
Just a push, he was taken aback:
"It's really weird."
"Ordinary bamboo doors, even if they are locked in prison, I push them up and down, and they always have to 'squeak' and shake twice."
"How come the bamboo door in front of me doesn't move at all when pushed, it looks like it's made of iron?"
He suddenly became tense.
After thinking for a while, he raised his hand and knocked on the door twice:
"Duh, duh."
Then he said in a clear voice:
"Excuse me, is Mr. Fang in there?"
"I entered Zhang Shaochen at the end of my cultivation in Xiadongling Mountain, and I have heard about your son's name for a long time, so I came to visit."
"I wonder if I can open the door and see you?"
As soon as these words came out, there was silence in the room at first.
Just when the boy thought that there was no one inside, he suddenly heard a very rude shout: "Get out!"
"Huh?!" Hearing the word "roll", Zhang Shaochen also became very annoyed.
He looked coldly again, and then suddenly shouted loudly: "Mr. Fang, I have come from a long way, the so-called 'a guest from afar', and said, 'It is such a pleasure to have friends come from afar', no matter what you do You can't be rude!"
"Go away!"
Another very impatient shout came from the room.
"Ha!" The boy laughed out loud this time, as if he was talking to himself, "No, I've heard for a long time that Mr. Fang has read poetry and books, how could he be so rude?"
"It seems that a thief has broken into his study!"
After finishing speaking solemnly, he raised the Scourge Sword, inserted it in the gap of the bamboo door, and began to pry open the door unceremoniously.
When he moved like this, the old couple of the Fang family stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched nervously, not even daring to breathe.
In the shadow of the sun, Zhang Shaochen pried it twice, and suddenly countless vines protruded from the door and window of the study.
The stems of the vines are flexible and strong, spreading at an extremely fast speed, and soon wrapped the bamboo door and the bamboo windows on both sides tightly!
So an exquisite, elegant and Zen-like study room suddenly became a gloomy little black room;
? Especially in broad daylight, witnessing such a change with my own eyes is really scary.
Obviously, it was not the first time that the parents of the people in the house had seen this scene;
Therefore, there was no surprise on their faces, but a look of deep sadness.
"The Fang family has a child prodigy who knows everything about reading."
It turned out that Fang Wenbin was the old couple who had a child, and they always regarded him as the apple of their eye;
In addition, under the strong supervision, he has been known as a child prodigy since he was a child, and he has become more and more in love with him like a treasure;
Who would have thought that now the child prodigy would stay behind closed doors all day, and still make such strange things?
For the old couple of Fang's family, it was like falling to the ground from the sky above the clouds. Who can bear this drop? He even has the heart to die!
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