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Not all monks like to play with swords and swords. As the saying goes, martial arts governs the world, and even three thousand avenues can become immortals. As long as literary cultivators can cultivate to a certain level, even if they are alone, their awe-inspiring righteousness and the words they speak can make them immortal. To become a weapon, there is no need to rely on external objects at all. Moreover, literary cultivation can enlighten all living things and help them to open up their spiritual wisdom faster. It is said that the objects around the literary saint, even a small brush, can possess the spirit of the weapon.
It goes without saying that the weapon spirit is so rare.
As a place that thousands of literary students aspire to, the Holy Academy has extremely high admission requirements. Admission to liberal arts courses usually requires three stages: student, bachelor, and teacher. Each stage is divided into nine levels. After the ninth level, as long as you pass the test, you can advance. After becoming a teacher, you can leave your own school, start a college, teach and educate people.
Zhou Yunqi was born with intelligence, and within a few years of entering the Holy Academy, she advanced from a student to a third-grade bachelor. You must know that some literary studies may take decades to achieve a bachelor's degree, let alone a third grade.
Being a third-rank bachelor means that Zhou Yunqi has a certain say in the college, maybe not much, but enough to become the object of fawning among the students. Therefore, even if she doesn't understand, she will passively hear about some students.
Adding her own embellishments, Zhou Yunqi talked about the poems written by the talented men and women of the Holy Academy and why they were written. Her words were particularly wonderful. Qin Shimeng also listened very carefully, because besides practicing swordsmanship, she likes to read poems and try to understand the poet's emotions at that time and the artistic conception he wanted to express.
"It seems that some poems cannot be over-interpreted. They clearly don't have that meaning, but they mistakenly think so."
"That's right." Zhou Yunqi told some interesting stories about contemporary literary saints when they were young. Although Qin Shimeng didn't laugh heartily, the previous coldness on his face was gone.
Obviously, for a heroine like Qin Shimeng with literary and artistic attributes, it is easier to get closer to a female passerby who also has literary attributes. However, it may be difficult for a violent lolita like Liang Xiaorou.
Because although the grumpy Lolita reads poetry, paintings, and listens to music, she is interested in everything, but she just doesn’t love her enough. Chatting with her to get closer? It would be better to have a fight with her and gain her approval.
Ye Yong glanced at Liang Xiaorou, who was hiding in the corner and eavesdropping, with his peripheral vision, and began to think about his next move.
Different heroines have different coping methods. Qin Shimeng is too passive, so naturally she has to create anxiety and make her become more active. Liang Xiaorou, on the other hand, can't be said to be very proactive. She belongs to the tsundere type. She clearly wants it in her heart, but she resists because of her thin skin and tough mouth.
It seemed like she had to create a scene where she could convince herself and not resist.
Ye Yong began to search for the plot of the novel he had read again, and soon came up with preliminary ideas, but he was not sure whether it could go smoothly...
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As night fell, Zhou Yunqi, who was basically telling stories one-sidedly, felt a little tired. Ye Yong noticed it and sent a message to Qin Shimeng.
Qin Shimeng was engrossed in listening to the literary sage's anecdotes. After hearing this, he immediately apologized to Zhou Yunqi: "I'm sorry, you must be tired after talking for so long, right?"
"No matter what happens, I can continue."
"Sister Yunqi was threatened by the siren before, so she must have been frightened. It's better to go back to the room and rest first. The story will be the same anytime." Ye Yong said.
"That's it...okay." Zhou Yunqi didn't force it because she was indeed tired.
"Shimeng, I found a sword manual that is very suitable for your practice." Ye Yong took out a prefecture-level ice sword manual and prepared to hold Qin Shimeng for a while, lest she accidentally mess up her plan later.
Qin Shimeng took the sword manual, opened it and saw that it was indeed very suitable for him. Without thinking too much, he began to study it carefully.
Based on Ye Yong's understanding of her, she will definitely see until she masters the basics.
"Sister Yunqi, I'll see you off." Ye Yong and Zhou Yunqi left side by side, while Qin Shimeng was completely immersed in comprehending the mystery of sword moves.
Liang Xiaorou, who was hiding in the corner, was a little angry and secretly thought that Qin Shimeng was too naive. She thought that Ye Yong must have some intention in leaving other women to live on the boat, especially since it was already night, which would make it easier for him to do evil things.
"Hmph, I want to see what you want to do to her." Liang Xiaorou stopped calling Qin Shimeng and followed her secretly.
On the way to send Zhou Yunqi back to the room, Ye Yong behaved quite well and showed no intention of touching anything. He told a few jokes from time to time to make Zhou Yunqi laugh, showing off his humorous manner.
And Liang Xiaorou almost laughed out loud at the jokes several times. She had been holding it back all the way and her resentment was growing.
The room Ye Yong arranged for Zhou Yunqi was on the second floor. In addition to the rest rooms, there were also several study rooms filled with Xuandejie books, which were brought with him when he bought the boat.
Liang Xiaorou was observing in the dark, and saw Ye Yong standing at Zhou Yunqi's door, gently leaning over and saying something in her ear, while Zhou Yunqi blushed slightly, nodded shyly, and closed the door.
If this is not a problem, then he went directly into the next room, and there was obviously a ghost, okay? Suddenly an indescribable picture exploded in Liang Xiaorou's mind.
Ye Yong must have asked the princess of the dynasty to prepare first and come back after preparing everything.
As for what to prepare, Liang Xiaorou has never eaten pig meat and has seen pork. The biographies of great people have mentioned it. It must be a bath or something.
"Other women are so attractive to you, right?" Anger, dissatisfaction, and various emotions surged into Liang Xiaorou's heart.
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Ye Yong in the room has put most of the things inside into storage bags, leaving only a few bookshelves, a table, and two chairs. The table is covered with a very thick and long silk cloth, the tea set is placed on it, the scene is set up, and then it is time to wait for the prey to take the bait.
"Bang, bang, bang." There was a knock on the door. Ye Yong silently prayed that the person was Liang Luoli, and then opened the door.
A petite figure stood there with a forced smile on his face.
"You, why are you here?" Seeing that it was really her, Ye Yong was relieved a lot, but he pretended to be surprised on his face.
"What, will it bother you that I'm here?" Liang Xiaorou didn't say anything, she slipped under Ye Yong's arm and broke into the room.
Ye Yong was not worried at all about the sound of the conversation between the two, because this room and the room where Zhou Yunqi lived had soundproof formations.
"Yes, a little bit." Ye Yong quickly closed the door, not looking like he didn't want Liang Xiaorou to be there.
"What's bothering you?" When Liang Xiaorou entered the room, she was thinking about how to cause trouble and ruin the solitude between Ye Yong and Zhou Yunqi. She didn't notice that the room was a little too empty.
"Because I plan to talk to Sister Yunqi about the Great Zhou Dynasty, which may not be suitable for outsiders to listen to." Ye Yong prepared to further stimulate Liang Xiaorou, because the angrier he got, the harder it would be to think about other things. Lest she suddenly get enlightened and run away.
"So, you are not an outsider to the Zhou Dynasty?" Liang Xiaorou had no idea that she had been completely tricked, and the dissatisfaction in her heart became stronger and stronger.