MTL - Martial King’s Retired Life-v7 Chapter 11 . Let us welcome new friends [Part1 / 2]

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"From today on, I am your sir. All the professors, teachings, and doctors of Wenwujing here are yours.

Uncle Huang said in the corridor.

"Is that Huang Da ...

"Sir," he corrected. "When you come to the palace, you must talk about the rules of the palace.

"Okay." It was tedious to read these scholars, "Uncle Huang.

"I heard you had a fight before, and it was pretty fierce. Do you know what happened?"

Uncle Huang seemed to know that I would ask and nodded.

"In fact, I originally planned to take you to meet the parties.

I believe you a ghost !.

You weren't planning to see me at all! Would you like to hide from me if I smashed your arrangement at the school gate?

"It was just an accident. I originally planned to arrange a meeting with you, because your classmates are your classmates.

classmate?

Slowly, are you talking about beating or beating?

Uncle Huang just hummed from his nose-channel.

"Do you dare to introduce you to the beating man? Are you afraid that you will smash me? Your name is Da Luoshan, no-a fuel-saving lamp.

I can tell you first, you can do your business, there is only one. Go outside the tube. Damaged my school palace-grass-wood, I want you

... I want your teacher .. Uh, I'll tell you the emperor! \ 'I heard that Uncle Huang was too honest and did not take away the girl and the silver and the opportunity to show his face. It seems that the shadow of bullying still exists.

.SFACG.

"Remember, keep your rules.

Uncle Huang asked me to finish the last sentence and suddenly stopped, beckoning to a scholar standing in the corridor.

"Ying Yang, come here.

I looked up and saw a young man about twenty to two years old. His appearance was not good, his skin was dark, his right leg was still holding a strong young man with a cane, and he was exposed to this side like a black panther. Smile.

Walking on a crutch as fast as a wind, three steps and two steps came to us.

"Students have been looking for you for a long time.

"Ying Yang, your injury.

"It doesn't matter, sir, please look at the notes from the former history I compiled. It took students two nights to write it. Dr. Liu Jing said nothing was wrong, and the students always believed. You see what else is wrong. ?

I have a question.

Has this guy been beaten?

Uncle Huang glanced at him comfortably, and accepted the one-note note, but did not give pointers on the spot.

"Looking at your spirit, my husband is also very relieved. Come and introduce you to a new classmate.’

Uncle Huang pointed at me, and I coughed up, just about to learn to introduce myself.

"What's next, the cursive word Ying Yang, dare to ask Xiongtai which one of the master's son?"

"No one is.

"But after the loyalty?"

"Civilian origin.

"So are the big businessmen, the children of the big rich?"

.SFACG.

"The poor jingle clanged.

"Will your parents be?

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I patted my chest.

"The father and mother of the golden signboard are unknown.

"That's boring.

He waved his hand: "Why am I?

I have problems again.

This guy is afraid of being beaten but not enough !?

But when he saw Uncle Huang nodded with relief again, he seemed to like his unruly look.

IMHO, this guy was beaten-not wronged.

Uncle Huang patted He's shoulder.

"Ying Yang, I have high expectations for you. Don't care so much and focus on the imperial examinations.

"Students pay attention."

I pointed to myself: "What about me?

"You can do less damage. '

This is clearly discrimination!

"If you have any questions, ask Ying Yang directly. The old man is very busy and has no time to respond.

Uncle Huang shook his sleeves handsomely and walked away.

Leave me and what is it.

I glanced at him, he took a book out of his arms, and started to read it without any reason.

It is worthy of studying hard, and it's different from me.

I followed without thinking about it.

Hmm ... wait.

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Is he in a class with me?

Uncle Huang's favorite reading seed, come with me-a class?

I followed him into the classroom, and an informed instructor was waiting here.

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