Broken Night

Chapter 22 - The Year of Ten

"So what you see on the dotted stone is not the strength of your heart, but the appearance of the sky fire. Did the dotted stone burn after it irradiated you? The power of the sky fire is so powerful that a mere dotted stone can Spying? Don't you think the charred dotted stone looks familiar?"

Xu Tian pointed in the direction of Yuanzi with the teacup in his hand: "That dark rockery over there was burnt when I tattooed you."

Xu Yan was a little speechless, no wonder he always felt that the pattern of the academy was familiar. It turned out that he saw it every day but didn't pay attention.

"Even so, if you are innate to the Heavenly Palace, it means that you have the possibility to become a tattoo artist. As for the tattoo artist, don't think about it, it is different from the tattoo artist. The tattoo artist needs a fierce battle rhythm, even if you work hard every day. Exercise your limit, and when it comes to the real battle, who can guarantee that the battle time will end before your limit?"

"And the tattoo artist, just stand comfortably behind the tattoo artist and engrave the tattoo."

Xu Yan frowned and asked, "I asked Teacher Zuo that day, isn't there anyone in the world who can be a tattoo artist and a tattoo artist at the same time?"

Xu Tian was stunned for a moment, then looked at Xu Yan with a strange look: "Of course there is."

"It's just, that's not what you can think of right now."

"What you need to do now is to memorize that medical book. You are too slow to memorize it. When you go back to the academy, take all those medical books with you."

...

The weekend is over.

As a result, Xu Yan returned to the academy with several medical books.

He is really looking forward to learning about tattoos.

These days, he has only learned some basic patterns from Zuo Chengzhe's teaching. If you can tell the force pattern that Qiao Zhigang carved in his weapon, it is one of them. But after seeing the drawings drawn by Xu Tian, ​​these simple patterns did not pose any challenge to him.

The only way to learn tattoos is to learn medical skills first.

Therefore, Xu Yan had to succumb to rote memorization and memorize medical books.

Four years have passed in the blink of an eye.

...

During these four years, Xu Yan has been repeating the days.

Study, endorse, go to Qiao Zhigang after class, and go home every Friday.

Week by week.

However, this kind of fulfilling life made Xu Yan a little in love.

In fact, Xu Yan's character is a bit like an old man who loves research.

Not sociable, just burying himself in the things he loves.

If there is really any special change, it is that the friendship between him and Lan Ming is getting better and better.

After constant communication with Qiao Zhigang, Qiao Zhigang finally agreed to Xu Yan's request. It's just that Qiao Zhigang still didn't call Xu Yan a master, it was more of a communication nature. But what he couldn't deny was that under Xu Yan's guidance, Qiao Zhigang's level improved by leaps and bounds. The first-order pattern soldiers, which were barely able to forge successfully before, can now be stably forged.

Therefore, every time Qiao Zhigang sold a tattooed soldier, he would give Xu Yan some share.

Xu Yan got his share in this way, but he didn't ask much for the silver tael, so he gave most of it to Lan Ming.

And Lan Ming didn't want much, and always used the money Xu Yan gave him for cooking. With the growth of age, Lan Ming's cooking skills are also constantly improving. Xu Yan has no doubts that Lan Ming can become a tattoo chef in the future.

...

"Big brother! I'm going to be late!"

Lan Ming slapped Xu Yan, who was still curled up on the bed, and looked at him speechlessly: "Yesterday, Teacher Zuo explained that you must not be late today, or you will die."

Four years later, Lan Ming is still wearing that patchwork gown. However, with Xu Yan's care, his life has obviously improved to some extent. Lan Ming's head was still messy and untrimmed, with a short black head that he tied at will, but the bangs in front still covered most of his eyes.

"alright, alright…"

Xu Yan on the bed muttered, still holding a volume of medical books in his arms. Last night, because he was still reading medical books, he forgot the time. But in the past four years, he has gradually learned medical skills from Xu Tian. But the books in Xu Tian’s hands were endless like magic. Whenever Xu Yan learned something and just tasted the sweetness, Xu Tian threw a book at random, and he had to memorize it well before he could continue learning.

Therefore, Xu Yan has not been able to escape the clutches of the "book" in the past four years.

Xu Yan stood up and yawned loudly.

The unwashed tone of getting up made Lan Ming pinched his nose: "Brother Xu, I won't wait for you if you slow down!"

"Okay! Let's go now!"

"Brother Xu! Aren't you going to wash up?"

"Hmph, I'm a big man, how come there are so many small gestures."

"...Brother Xu, don't talk to me, you smell so bad."

...

The two walked side by side, which made Xu Yan unhappy.

After these four years, Lan Ming has grown taller than himself!

Now Xu Yan is only 1.50 meters tall, which is not bad for people of the same age. But Lan Ming has grown to one meter sixty! Although he knew that he was still pregnant, Xu Yan felt uncomfortable whenever the two walked side by side.

In addition to his height, Xu Yan insisted on daily extreme exercise so that his body was already strong among those of the same age, and he could see the clear and distinct muscles with just a little force. Compared to it, Lan Ming is like a skinny fairy, too weak.

They walked all the way, and there were also many students talking about it.

In the past four years, the combination of Xu Yan and Lan Ming has also been a well-known existence in Chengyun Academy. The reason is that both of them are in the first and second place in the exam every year. Sometimes it would be Lan Ming first, sometimes Xu Yan first. But the two of them obviously didn't care about it. Lan Ming was still as timid as a mouse and Xu Yan was still as arrogant as before.

Enter the classroom.

Although because the class room changes with the grade, it seems to be a tacit understanding. The two positions in the corners of the window are always left blank. Because that was where Xu Yan and Lan Ming were.

Seeing Xu Yan and Lan Ming walking into the classroom, a wicked look came to them.

It was still Chen Aotian.

Four years later, Chen Aotian didn't grow up, but appeared even more arrogant. In Chengyun College, with the Chen family as the force, they wantonly accept the younger brother. It has the aura of a student soldier in Chengyun Academy. But Chen Aotian was not a little bit proud, because even with the teachings of various tattoo artists in the family, he could still only get the third place.

Xu Yan and Lan Ming were like two mountains that could never be crossed, overwhelming him. Perhaps it is for this reason that he is more daring in the dark to vent his pressure.

As usual, Xu Yan didn't even look at Chen Aotian, but Lan Ming felt Chen Aotian's unkind gaze, subconsciously shrank behind Xu Yan, and walked back to his seat cautiously.