After Zhao Rong's words fell.

The atmosphere in the Suishing Hall is a bit strange.

The students were all looking at Wu Peiliang with stiff expressions, and their eyes gradually became weird.

Let Xiao Shutong help do his homework, well, some of the students here have not done it.

Quietly, don't be discovered and it's okay.

But the current situation... the students of Luxingtang have never encountered it before.

Do the calligraphy written by the book boy is better than you?

Let ‘Mr. Zhao’ praise it?

Good guy, it seems that Shutong is not good if she is too outstanding.

Many students secretly took it as a warning in their hearts.

Zhao Rong didn't go to see Wu Peiliang's embarrassing expression, which probably caused him to have embarrassment. He lowered his eyes and looked at the homework written by the book boy, shook his head, feeling a little regretful.

"Puchi~"

In the school, I don’t know who led the lead and laughed out loud.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

"Hahaha...ahhhhhhhhhhhh..."

It caused a burst of laughter.

The sound of joy suddenly filled the hall.

Wu Peiliang's face turned into a pig's liver, and he lowered his head.

Zhao Rong frowned and turned around.

Yu Huaijin stood up and said seriously, "Silence!"

The teasing sound suddenly lowered, and then it soon became quiet.

Zhao Rong glanced at Wu Peiliang's face and said softly:

"Since you are sitting here, not your letter boy, then this homework is not yours."

He paused, looked at the scenery outside the window, and pondered:

"One hundred times, copy this lesson a hundred times, and I will give it to me three days later. I know your handwriting, so don't be clever again."

Wu Peiliang, whose face was red, opened his eyes and grabbed a thick stack of homework papers in his hands.

He looked up suddenly and glared at him.

Zhao Rong took a hand and looked at Wu Peiliang with a calm expression.

Wu Peiliang squeezed out a few words from his teeth and said in a muffled voice, "Zhao Zi...Mr. Zhao, don't bully people too much, the big exam is about to be held, a hundred times? At most, I don't want to waste time on this."

Zhao Rong raised his hand and shook his sleeves.

The wide sleeves slid down with his wrists, and at the same time, two straight slender fingers were exposed, standing in front of Wu Peiliang.

Zhao Rong didn't say anything.

Seeing this, the students around couldn't help but breathe.

it goes without saying.

Two hundred times.

Wu Peiliang kept his back, "You!"

In front of him, someone raised another finger, no, there was another one stretching out slowly, and there were two more fingers.

Zhao Rong raised four fingers with a calm expression.

Super doubled.

Four hundred times.

Wu Peiliang: “…………”

In the Suxing Hall, everyone exchanged their eyes, and then looked at someone with some sympathy.

Zhao Rong changed his deadline and whispered: "Before the mid-month exam."

He turned around and wanted to leave.

"Mr. Zhao, please think twice." Someone suddenly spoke.

Zhao Rong stopped and turned to look at Yu Huaijin.

He raised his eyebrows slightly. It was surprising that this old-fashioned girl rarely violated him in class.

Zhao Rong patiently explained: "Third thoughts? I've thoughts already thirty."

Yu Huaijin bowed and looked at him seriously with the same expression.

"Mr. Zhao, Brother Wu is indeed wrong, but is your punishment a little inappropriate? Moreover, it is the mid-month exam soon, and Brother Wu also needs to concentrate on preparing. His big exam results are quite important to our Luxing Hall..."

Zhao Rong nodded and interrupted directly:

"Then you share the burden for him, one half of each person, two hundred times."

He thought for a while and added, "But, if you write another one, you copy the word "correct" and fill two hundred regular rice paper."

Let her write ‘right’?

Yu Huaijin slowly closed her mouth.

She pursed her lips and stared at Zhao Rong without saying a word.

Zhao Rong squinted his eyes gently and looked at her expressionless.

Both of them reflected each other in their eyes.

Not moving at all.

Their quiet appearance seemed to exude a special atmosphere, gradually infecting the atmosphere in the lobby.

From silence to silence, to death.

It's like the tranquility before the storm comes.

This is a kind of intuition that suddenly emerged in the minds of the onlookers of the Ruxingtang.

in addition.

At this moment, about this matter.

The faint confrontation between the two people in front of you.

In addition to Fan Yushu, Jia Tengying and other friends who are familiar with Zhao Rong, as well as a few students such as Li Xueyou who hope that the school is harmonious.

Most of the students in Luxingtang stand on Yu Huaijin's side.

The conflicts with Zhao Rong and Wu Peiliang have always been there.

In addition to their slightly biased towards Wu Peiliang, who was also a student, and they were a little suspicious and unfamiliar with the new Zhao Rong.

Most of the time, the students of Shuxingtang just stand by and watch the fun.

Especially over the past few days, I found that Mr. Zhao was really very attentive in teaching arts.

Well, and it's very "busy" and it doesn't seem simple.

Therefore, they are still a little solemn, and it would be even better if they didn’t assign so much homework.

However, at present, senior Yu, who has been working hard for the school and has been convincing and respected by everyone, has a dispute with Zhao Rong.

Who is close and who is alienated, and who is close and who is far away.

No need to think about it.

So at this time, many students in the seats looked at Zhao Rong with dissatisfaction.

I don't know how long it has been quiet.

The air seems to be silent until the fresh ink in the ink inkstone on each student’s desk solidifies.

At one moment, in the light of Zhao Rong, a... head suddenly appeared in a window that was specially opened on the back door of the lobby.

His mouth tugged slightly.

Then, Zhao Rong looked at Yu Huaijin, broke the solidified air, and his tone was calm:

"Write now and write the 'right' carefully."

He then turned his head and did not care about her anymore, but looked around the lobby.

Wherever the plain eyes swept, the students with dissatisfied expressions bowed their heads one after another, or looked away from looking at Zhao Rong.

Zhao Rong looked at the direction of the back door of the lobby again.

He reminded him, "I'll go out for a while, you can study for yourself first, well, practice this word "right". I'll come back later to explain this word to you in detail."
To be continued...