As for the music department, almost everyone knows one or two instruments, and they stay away from the crowd.

Look for a secluded corner and fight secretly in the name of the big guys showing their hands.

Those who study painting are all disciples brought by unscrupulous art guys, and they all know each other's background.

Coupled with the fact that there are not many of them, they all gather together to communicate the art of painting quietly, of course some are serious and some are not serious.

As for those students who study the Four Books and Five Classics, they are the most lively, because the interpretation of one sentence is different.

Blushing and spitting stars with thick necks are better than those who want to move thickly...

Cheng Chubi, Li Ke, and Fang Jun walked down a lap very low-key.

They all agree with each other that the guys who study the Four Books and Five Classics have the worst tempers, and one and two are just like a hedgehog with exploded hair.

On the contrary, the atmosphere of the students in other departments is much better, even if they are not united, they are at least very friendly on the surface.

"It seems that literati are indifferent, it really is the dark history of you gentlemen..."

Cheng Chubi walked a dozen or so steps lightly, then turned his head.

His gaze swept over Fang Jun, who had always been eager to abandon his education and martial arts, and finally fell on Li Ke, the profligate prince.

Li Ke was directly unhappy. "Brother Chubi, can you speak well, and don't face the younger brother when you say such things?"

Lao Tzu is a gentleman, yes, but not a gentleman, okay?

Cheng Chubi happily patted Li Ke on the shoulder.

"Look at you, are you worried? Walk around, it's okay now, let's go back quickly.

Don't forget, come early on the first day of the new year and dress up more neatly. "

After Li Ke whispered an unpleasant complaint, he walked outside the university gate and stepped onto his BMW.

The three of them walked towards Chang'an City in succession. After entering the city, Fang Jun patted the cloth bag hanging on the horse's neck.

After touching the good treasure inside, after bidding farewell to the two elder brothers, he triumphantly drove towards his mansion.

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Back at the mansion, Fang Jun threw the horse bridle to Jia Ding, and asked if his father had returned to the mansion, he quickly walked towards the front hall with the cloth bag.

Just walking and walking up the steps, I saw my father sipping tea in the hall, looking down and wondering what he was looking at.

But he couldn't see the figure of his mother, Lu's, which made Fang Jun's footsteps gradually slow down.

Because that's his dad, he likes the pro-daddy who puffs up his eyes and gloomily talks to him most all the time.

The fact that the mother who is most able to bring him a sense of security is not there, which naturally makes Fang Jun a little timid.

After all, if you are not a mother who protects yourself on weekdays, uh uh...

Seeing an elderly maid and aunt walking out of the house carrying a teapot, Fang Jun quietly beckoned her to come over.

After inquiring about it, I found out that my mother had gone outside and hadn't come back at this time. I was afraid that she would have to spend a meal outside before returning to the mansion.

Hearing this news, Fang Jun's face pulled straight down.

After the aunt and maid who was so old and able to make it up to eighty and eighty years old, the pure men who had a heart-stopping heart were gone.

Fang Jun got up and prepared to jump back into his small yard to stay for a while, and wait until his mother came back to offer the treasure.

As a result, he heard a muffled grunt, and Fang Jun was so scared that Fang Jun froze and froze in place. "father?"

"You kid, what are you doing sneakily here?"

Fang Xuanling stepped out of the hall with a black line on his face, and looked at Erlangdao.

"Are you outside again, making some noise, so you want to hide as your father?"

I don't know why, as a scholar of Sven.

Whenever I saw this second son who didn't like to read and thought about abandoning his education and martial arts all day long, Fang Xuanling felt a fire in his heart.

Perhaps this is the conflict between civil and military, or the mentality of being an elder who hates iron and steel.

"No, absolutely not..." Fang Jun's head shook like a wave.

Even if he was tall and mammoth, he was half a head taller than his father, and his physique was two times faster than Fang Xuanling.

But in terms of aura, he was the mouse that was overlooked by the lion.

Fang Xuanling's eyes were electric, and she swept left and right, and saw the sneaky people hiding in the corner.

Not wanting to teach this kid under the public, Fang Xuanling snorted and walked into the hall with his hands on his back.

"Come in……"

Hearing this hello, Fang Jun walked into the front hall desperately following his father's buttocks like a broken-winged chicken.

After Fang Xuanling returned to the case and sat down, she saw the cloth bag next to Fang Jun, who was sitting down in front of her dejectedly.

"What is this thing in your hand?"

Fang Jun lifted his spirits and quickly took out the abacus wrapped in the cloth bag.

"Father, this is a good baby from the child."

"..." Fang Xuanling's face couldn't help turning black. God's dear baby, this way you don't speak according to the same style, only the notorious Cheng family.

Unexpectedly, his own son would have been infected with this problem after spending so many days with Cheng Sanlang in the past.

"What messy adjectives, you..."

Seeing that his father's face was getting darker and darker, and the fingers tending to be pointed and pointed like a sword, Fang Jun immediately became anxious, and quickly declared.

"Father~lightnovelpub.net~ Haier really didn't lie to you. This thing is a thousand times stronger than a calculator. It’s not Haier who said it, but Zu Guang and Zhang Wenchang said it.”

"???" Fang Xuanling looked at Fang Jun in front of him, listening to the two names mentioned in his mouth, she couldn't help being a little confused.

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Fang Xuanling knew who Zu Guang and Zhang Wenchang were. It was he who received the secret decree from his Majesty.

After going to secretly communicate with these mathematics fellows in person, they lost their salary and stayed, and asked them to jump to Cheng's University to help Cheng Sanlang.

As for the boy Jiro, although his temperament is a little bit off, at least this boy has a good temperament, and there is no need to lie to himself on such a problem.

Fang Xuanling hooked her finger at Fang Jun suspiciously, took this small abacus, and looked at the thing suspiciously.

"You mean, this thing is also very good, and it is also a tool used to help calculations?"

Seeing that his father took the thing, Fang Jun moved his knees forward, and happily started an advertisement for the abacus.

"Yes, dad, this thing is really easy to use, and easy to learn. Brother Chu Bi has taught the child several times, and the child will do it too. Would you like the child to teach you?"

"Hehe..." Fang Xuanling smiled coldly at this Erlang who was about to forget about it.

In an instant, Fang Jun awakened with a shock, and he was his father, not someone else.

Seeing Fang Jun behaved again, Fang Xuanling looked at the abacus slowly and wondered how to use it.

However, after pondering for a long time, she couldn't figure out the clues, and when she pulled out her abacus beads, Fang Xuanling couldn't help feeling a little confused.