Daqing: Eternal life begins with accepting Fan Xian as your disciple!

Su Yu quietly put down the chopsticks in his hand after hearing this.

And Ruoruo, after Su Yu's eye signal.

Very sensible, she handed over a plate of smashed cucumbers.

Well, after the main meal, it's time to eat some fruits after the meal.

Wu Zhu looked indifferent, and just started to clean up after they finished eating.

After hearing Fan Xian's little mouth, Fei Jie was stunned at first.

Double standard?

What does it mean?

Why is he always saying weird words like his mother?

Then Fei Jie shook his head, his old face flushed, and his brows slightly frowned.

However, this is not important.

The important thing is that he understood the meaning of the whole paragraph!

This brat actually said that it was not that he was not as good as Ruoruo, but that he was not as good as Su Yu!

Although, it is possible that he is inferior to him in medical skills.

He is old, and his eyes may not be as bright as that boy.

But Fan Xian actually said it directly.

Don't you have any face?

He is rebelling against Tiangang, he is unfilial as a disciple!

Fei Jie shook his dizzy head again, forced himself to support his body, slapped the table, and said angrily.

"Fan Xian, what are you doing, are you rebelling?"

"You talked back in public, and even exposed and accused your master."

"This behavior, to put it in a big way, is to betray your teacher and ancestors, you know?"

"To put it in a small way,... that's not important."

"Anyway, if it were the other way around, you would be thrown into a pig cage."

"..."

After a burst of output, his body swayed and he sat down suddenly again.

Ruoruo scratched her head.

Why did she seem to have heard these words from Teacher Fei before?

It seemed to be from a story told by her brother.

But she knew that Teacher Fei was drunk and talking nonsense.

So she took out a bottle of medicine from her sleeve and poured out a small black pill from it.

Then she handed it to the teacher obediently.

Wu Zhu tilted his head and looked at Fei Jie.

Then he looked at Fan Xian again and said nothing.

Su Yu listened to her from the side, and her shoulders kept shaking with joy.

This is incoherent, and this is the wording.

No wonder he just looked at Fan Xian with disdain at the beginning, but didn't say anything.

It turns out that he was not hesitant to speak, but his language system was in chaos.

Su Yu held his forehead. Mr. Fei's alcohol tolerance is really poor. He didn't drink much.

I should have persuaded him to eat more peanuts.

Seeing Ruoruo handing over the hangover medicine, Su Yu threw it into Fei Jie's throat.

Fei Jie licked the pill and muttered.

"Why give me the hangover medicine?"

"I'm not drunk, I'm not drunk."

Fan Xian was also angry and laughed.

Forget it, just help the drunk teacher back home, don't argue with him.

Just about to ask the teacher to help help the teacher back to Fan Mansion.

Fei Jie suddenly raised his head again, and his brown eyes were clearer.

He looked a little more awake.

But he looked at Fan Xian and laughed.

"Fan Xian, in terms of medical skills, I am not as good as you, Mr. Su."

"But in terms of poison skills, I am also known as a master of the generation."

"In this world, I can't poison anyone except the Grandmaster."

"Anyone else, no problem."

This place must be taken back.

By the way, we must kill the arrogance of Fan Xian, the bad boy.

Then Fei Jie looked at Fan Xian again and said.

"I taught you poison, Su Yu taught Ruoruo medical skills."

"In the end, Ruoruo learned for a shorter time, but her medical skills are better than your poison skills."

"Who is to blame in this matter? We each have our own opinions. If it's hard to say, then let's not say it."

"Then let me ask you, you said that Su Yu can tap into people's talents."

"Then he taught you to read and write, why is your handwriting so ugly?"

After saying that, he snorted coldly.

Hearing this, Fan Xian blushed and sniffed.

"No, teacher, why are we talking about this."

"Reading, that tests literary talent, words... words, not important."

When he said the last few words, his voice was a little lower.

Su Yu couldn't help but smile.

Ruoruo's hangover medicine worked well, and Mr. Fei looked much more sober.

Fei Jie laughed.

"Your literary talent, then show it to me."

"Mr. Su's praise doesn't count. He will definitely side with you."

Fan Xian snorted coldly at Fei Jie.

"Then hold your chin tight, teacher, don't get shocked later."

Then he looked at Su Yu, his eyes moved, and a light flashed.

Immediately, a poem appeared in his mind.

Although it was to vent his anger on the teacher and give him a slap in the face.

But he really wanted to give Mr. Su a poem.

It's just that he originally wanted to give it to Mr. Su when he left.

Fan Xian stood up and faced Su Yu, bowed respectfully, and said seriously.

"Sir, you have been in the mansion for more than a year and have taught me for so long."

"As we are about to part, I am grateful and reluctant to leave."

"It just so happens that I have prepared a poem to give to you recently."

"Thank you for your teaching and selfless dedication!"

"Today, I will show my ugliness in advance."

Su Yu smiled slightly and nodded.

Fei Jie looked at Fan Xian coldly and rolled his eyes.

Write a poem, and you want to flatter Su Yu.

You want him to say that his poems are good against his conscience, right?

Don't even think about it. I am just not good at poetry, not unlearned!

Just listen to what good flattery this kid can come up with.

Ruoruo also looked at her brother expectantly.

Looked at her again, wondering, brotherWhat poem will I write for you, sir?

So, Fan Xian coughed twice, cleared his throat, and said aloud.

"It is hard to meet each other, the east wind is weak and the flowers are withered."

"The silkworm will not stop spinning until it dies, and the candle will not stop shedding tears until it turns to ashes."

"..."

After Fan Xian finished reading, the grocery store was silent for a while.

Ruoruo opened her cute big eyes and blinked at Fan Xian with sincere eyes.

Fan Xian lowered his head silently, his eyes quietly glanced away.

Su Yu raised his eyebrows and coughed twice.

Although he knew that Fan Xian's words and tone were very sincere and honest.

Reluctance is really reluctance, and gratitude is also really gratitude.

Wrote this poem to express gratitude for his earnest teachings and selfless dedication.

But... Fan Xian, what about his own poem?

Isn't this Li Shangyin's "Untitled"!

Fan Xian, this stinky boy, is he going to start plagiarizing?

Fei Jie stared at Fan Xian with his cloudy, brown eyes.

His eyes were full of shock, and he asked in disbelief.

"Fan Xian, did you really write this poem?"

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