While talking, a group of academy disciples downstairs got up and walked out of the small bamboo building to welcome the upcoming teacher of poetry and prose.

"Yu Tong, go and call your Senior Brother Luo and Senior Sister Caiwei, and say that the old gentleman is here, even if you haven't finished writing, you have to go out to greet him, you must be polite." Nangong Xiaojing arranged for Yu Tong Junior Brother.

"Okay..." Yu Tong replied crisply, and ran excitedly to Brother Luo's small bamboo house.

"Auntie, Uncle, Yunlou and Junior Sister also went downstairs to meet each other..." Bai Yunlou got up and greeted Aunt Xia and Uncle Ziyang.

"Let's welcome each other. I haven't seen this old friend for ten years, but I miss him very much." Master Ziyang also stood up.

Immediately, Baiyun Tower pulled Junior Sister Xia to her side, followed Ziyang Senior Uncle and Senior Aunt Xia down the small bamboo building.

The team of carriages came over without haste, and a pair of figures pushed the door out of the small bamboo house by the forest with a sense of panic.

"Junior Brother Yu Tong, which old gentleman is here?" Luo Yu hurriedly asked after going out, although the voice was not loud, but there was no way to escape a group of sharp-eyed academy disciples.

Yu Tong replied honestly: "The old man is the old teacher of poetry and prose. Brother Luo, look, the team of horses and horses is enough. Elder Xiao Jing asked the younger brother to call the older brother, so he must be polite."

"That's natural, let's go, Senior Sister Caiwei." Now that the old gentlemen have arrived, Luo Yu didn't panic anymore, straightened her hair crown quite calmly, pulled Senior Sister Caiwei and stepped towards the small bamboo building .

"Senior Sister Caiwei and Brother Luo just woke up, maybe they haven't finished their homework..." Xiao Jing looked carefully, and muttered with some doubts.

After Luo Yu leaned forward, the little fat man casually asked the little girl's doubts: "Junior Brother Luo, have you finished your poetry lessons?"

Luo Yu who asked this question was stunned, and then said quite calmly: "I was going to be the one who came, but after thinking hard, I was a little sleepy and fell asleep."

A group of young disciples were speechless for a while, and couldn't help turning their heads to look at Caiwei.

Caiwei couldn't help but blushed, and muttered, "What's so interesting, my senior sister wrote two lines, but she also fell asleep in the end."

Luo Yu saw that the group of juniors and juniors looked like they wanted to watch the show, so he couldn't help but ask, "How long did it take, and you all finished it?"

"It's done..." Several people replied in unison, even Senior Brother Bai and Senior Sister Xia joined in the fun and replied at the same time.

Luo Yu was stunned, but she didn't move a single word of her feelings. Senior Sister Caiwei wrote two lines anyway. Thinking of this, she couldn't help feeling a little chilly.

"My lord is really asleep..." Luo Yu, who started to panic again, couldn't help explaining again, but he didn't hold back for a while, and his voice was much louder.

"It's quite reasonable to fall asleep..." Junior Sister Xia was in a good mood when she saw her article when she was passing by the case.

The corner of Luo Yu's mouth twitched uncontrollably, but he couldn't refute.

"What's falling asleep?" A question came from inside the carriage that had already stopped in front of everyone, and then the curtain of the carriage was rolled up, and the old teacher of poetry and prose came out steadily.

"Disciple just now..." Luo Yu replied smoothly.

Caiwei sensed that something was wrong, and remembered the secret reminder from Senior Brother Cai just now, and hurriedly stepped forward, gently holding Junior Brother Luo's hand, and Luo Yu's consciousness immediately came to her senses.

"The disciple just got off the flying boat just now, and he was really sleepy, so he took a nap." Luo Yu picked up the conversation very smoothly.

The old teacher of poetry and prose Xi nodded and said: "It's the same with flying boats and big ships. It will always make people dizzy and sleepy. It's okay to take a nap."

"I've seen the old man, the old man has worked hard all the way..." Baiyun Lou straightened his clothes, stepped forward and saluted.

A group of disciples behind him also stepped forward to salute, which made the old teacher of Shiwen very pleased.

"Old mister..." Uncle Ziyang walked two steps forward and shouted with a smile.

"I can't afford to be called Master Ziyang like that..." The old teacher of Shiwen bowed his hands in return.

To be honest, Ziyang Sanren should be older than the old teacher of poetry and prose, but his cultivation base is advanced, his appearance is good, and he looks like he is only in his thirties.

While speaking, everyone gave the old teacher of poetry to the small bamboo building.

Just thinking about it, Baiyun Building has rearranged the small bamboo building. The old teacher of poetry and prose couldn't help being startled when he entered. Aunt Xia and the others prepared it.

The old gentleman walked up to the stage habitually, and sat down beside the table, and Aunt Xia also sat on the bamboo chair against the wall with great interest and watched.

There is a stack of articles on the case table, the first page is exactly the article about a trip to the East China Sea by Baiyun Tower.

The old teacher read it at a glance, and couldn't help reading aloud. The words in this article are refined, the writing is fluent, and the atmosphere is majestic. Not only the old teacher read it passionately, but also the young disciples in the audience were excited.

Especially the group of academy students who followed the old teacher in a carriage, were even more envious of this group of academy students who had traveled around the East China Sea.

As the old teacher learned to recite one by one, I found that the following poems and essays were also unusual, and they were much more connotative and in-depth than the previously submitted essays.

The more I read the old teacher, the more I feel that there is light in my face. As expected, I have laid a solid foundation with my usual advice. After traveling, I have increased my knowledge, and I can immediately write wonderful poems.

Excited, the old teacher slapped the table and said: "This time, the few people who have written the book and the article have reached the standard for class completion..."

Hearing this, many disciples in the audience immediately shouted excitedly~lightnovelpub.net~ Xiao Jing almost exclaimed, but held back, her little face flushed a little.

"If you can go back and finish the remaining few lessons, you can finish the class without the exam." The old teacher pressed his hands together, and then decided to finish the class for several people.

The old man kept his promise, saying that it was only a few classes, then there would not be too many, and when he got an affirmative answer, the disciples who handed in the essays seemed to have taken off their shackles, and their mood was like a bird released from its cage.

Xia Chaoyang also looked excited, he exchanged a glance with the elder brother, and quietly squeezed the elder brother's hand a few times, his eyes full of smiles.

Some people were happy and some were sad. Mr. Luo's eyes were full of remorse, but he resisted forcefully and acted calmly.

"Luo Yu, Caiwei, where are your two articles?" The old teacher looked through the signatures of several articles, but he couldn't find the masterpieces of these two, so he asked quite puzzled.

Caiwei was at a loss for words for a moment, nana couldn't speak, Luo Yu hurriedly answered: "Mr., the disciple has just said that after getting off the flying boat, the disciple was a little dizzy and sleepy, so he took a rest for a while, Senior Sister Caiwei is beside you Take care, so I haven't written yet."