I Become A Saint By Studying

"..."

Lin Yi was a little taken aback.

before that.

Li Wenbo said more than once that he only worked as a school boy for one year, and he would not do anything that hurt his self-esteem.

But now...

Lin Yi didn't know what Li Wenbo had been through, but he changed his previous attitude, and said with a smile, "Don't talk too early, get up!"

Li Wenbo said stubbornly, "If you don't agree, I won't get up!"

aside.

Chen Hao's pupils constricted, and he stared at Li Wenbo, "Li Wenbo, where is your pride? To be a book boy for a lifetime for a person with mediocre qualifications? Is there something wrong with your brain?"

Is this still the third pride of Pingzhou Academy?

"I'm not sick!"

Li Wenbo said sternly, "My pride is worthless in front of Lin Yi!"

Chen Haoran's brows jumped, his heart trembled.

He couldn't accept this scene.

After all, Li Wenbo didn't kneel down as the number one in his academy, but swore to follow Lin Yi all his life and be his schoolboy for life.

So... isn't he inferior to Lin Yi?

"Humph!"

Chen Haoran snorted coldly, glanced at Li Wenbo, and said with a sneer, "Nice and charming!"

"Who are you talking about?"

Li Wenbo turned his head and glared at Chen Haoran, but he soon felt relieved, and sneered, "That's right, Senior Brother Chen is used to being pampered and pampered in the small courtyard, and rarely cares about outside affairs. I don't know why our academy already has an inscription Poetry is also normal!"

"What did you say!"

Swish!

Chen Hao turned around abruptly, staring at Li Wenbo with a shocked expression.

Does Pingzhou Academy have a poem on the stele? Become an orthodox academy from now on?

Why doesn't he know?

He hadn't heard the bell ring.

"I said that the academy already has poems on the inscription, and there are more than one!"

Li Wenbo looked at Chen Haoran, and said, "Maybe Senior Brother Chen sleeps deeply during the day and didn't hear the bell ringing. I don't know, but I have some excuses!"

"To tell you the truth, these two inscription poems are all written by Lin Yi!"

Li Wenbo's tone was somewhat proud, and he stared at Chen Haoran proudly.

"what!"

Chen Haoran was startled again, his expression suddenly changed, "No... More than one song?"

The poems on the inscriptions must at least be poems that can pass through the state.

There is no one in Jinzhou.

How could Lin Yi make two songs?

"impossible!"

Chen Haoran shook his head again and again, and said in a daze, "It's absolutely impossible, how can a person who is only nine-rank enlightened, write two poems that are so talented, it's absolutely impossible!"

"In a place like Jinzhou, the style of writing is not prevalent, and it is impossible for this kind of poetic talent to be born!"

Li Wenbo said, "No, no, no...it's not two poems with talent passing through the state, but one poem with talent passing through the state, and one poem with talent singing the state!"

hum!

Pedal!

Chen Haoran's figure was unstable, and he took a few steps back and forth, his mind buzzing.

His eyes widened, and he said to himself, "Impossible, I didn't hear Wendao Tianyin... Only then will there be Wendao Tianyin in Mingzhou!"

Chen Haoran was very upset.

Wen Dao Tianyin was able to restore his Wen Palace, but he didn't hear it.

Seeing Chen Haoran's groggy appearance, Li Wenbo felt extremely relieved, and said, "Senior Brother Chen studies at night and sleeps during the day to close his six senses, how can he hear Wen Dao Tianyin!"

"I……"

Chen hesitated to speak, his face turned pale.

That's right!

He was worried about being woken up during the day, so he would indeed close his six senses.

But I didn't expect...but because of this, I missed Wen Dao Tianyin.

"Wenbo!"

Lin Yi raised his hand, signaling Li Wenbo not to speak further.

Something backfired.

Maybe Chen Hao couldn't stand the stimulation, and if he became possessed, the consequences would be disastrous.

He has seen in the book that the state of being enchanted by scholars after practicing Taoism not only improves their strength.

Murder is the scariest thing.

Instinctively want to slaughter all the creatures around him.

"Yes!"

When Li Wenbo heard Lin Yi calling his name, he felt very cordial, his face flushed with excitement, and at the same time he stopped irritating Chen Haoran.

But the gaze he looked at Chen Haoran was full of provocation.

It's like saying...how? What's wrong with me being a book boy?

"Master Lin!"

"Master Lin!"

"Master Lin!"

Suddenly, the voices of all the scholars rang out outside the small courtyard, each of them shouted for Master Lin and squeezed into the small courtyard.

Chen Hao's scalp almost burst, his eyes widened suddenly, and he looked towards the courtyard door, his body trembling uncontrollably.

"What are you...doing...doing?"

Chen Hao's voice trembled slightly, and he looked numbly at the seventy or eighty academy bachelors rushing in.

Master Lin?

Why do they call Lin Yi Master Lin?

The point is that Lin Yi is younger than them.

Usually, in this case, unless they realized something from Lin Yi, they would call it that.

"Senior Brother Chen!"

"So it's Brother Haoran!"

All the scholars bowed to Chen Haoran cupped hands, and then a scholar said, "Brother Haoran, we are here to visit Master Lin, please forgive me if I disturb you!"

Lin Yi was also a little confused at this time.

Master Lin?

First, Li Wenbo knelt down and admitted his mistake, saying that he had not fulfilled his responsibility as a book boy.

It was less than a minute.

The academicians of the Academy also ran over, shouting the title of Master Lin, all of them looked agitated, what is going on?

"Everyone..."

Lin Yi just wanted to persuade everyone to calm down and stop irritating Chen Haoran.

But he hasn't finished speaking yet.

Plop...

All the scholars directly lifted the hem of their Confucian shirts, and thanked him with three knees and nine kowtows.

"Master Lin, the poem you wrote on the inscription made me realize the courage of writing, you should be my teacher!"

"Master Lin, you should be my teacher!"

"Be my teacher!"

All the scholars looked solemn, without any distracting thoughts in their eyes, not flattering or flattering, but a kind of lofty respect.

Chen Haoran was already in a state of confusion, but now he heard the academician address Lin Yi as Master Lin, he was completely stunned...

"how come……"

Chen Haoran murmured in a low voice, "How could there be a poem on the inscription plaque? An earth-level cultural treasure... This requires the blessing of an earth-level cultural treasure. Could it be... Could it be that Zheng Zhiqiu lent Lin Yi the Qinglang pen?"

"Caiqi Mingzhou... The poems on the inscription plaque at least need the poetry and prose of Caiqi Mingzhou!"

Chen Haoran only felt dizzy and could hardly stand upright.

He looked at Lin Yi.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails were almost embedded in his flesh, and he gritted his teeth, unable to accept all this at all.

How can a guy with mediocre qualifications in his mouth have such poetic talent?

His qi-watching technique cannot be wrong!

No way!

at the same time.

"Get up!"

Lin Yi opened his mouth quickly, holding his hands up, frowning and said, "Please get up quickly, is there some misunderstanding here? I didn't write any poems for inscriptions!"

Wang Chun, the fourth in the academy, looked up into Lin Yi's eyes, and said, "The quatrain poem you wrote with the Qinglang pen was made into a poem on the plaque by the dean, and it is now hanging in the main hall of the academy... I I will benefit a lot from this and understand the courage of scholars, all of which are thanks to you, and you should be my teacher!"

"Be my teacher!"

"Be my teacher!"

All the scholars came from the bottom of their hearts, their eyes were filled with hot tears, and they didn't stand up until they kneeled down three times and kowtowed nine times.

They all saluted Lin Yi for the last time.