Chapter 582 End of Class without Examination

While they were talking, a group of academy disciples downstairs stood up and walked out of the small bamboo building to greet the upcoming poetry teacher.

"Yu Tong, go call your Senior Brother Luo and Senior Sister Caiwei. When the old gentleman arrives, even if he hasn't finished writing, you still have to go out to greet him. You can't lose your etiquette." Nangong Xiaojing arranged for Junior Brother Yu Tong.

"Okay..." Yu Tong responded crisply and ran excitedly to Senior Brother Luo's small bamboo house.

"Sister Aunt, Junior Sister, Yunlou and Junior Sister also came downstairs to greet us..." Baiyunlou stood up and greeted Senior Aunt Xia and Uncle Ziyang.

"Let's welcome him together. I haven't seen this old friend for ten years, but I miss him so much." Uncle Ziyang also stood up.

Baiyunlou then pulled Junior Sister Xia to his side and followed Uncle Ziyang and Junior Sister Xia down the Xiaozhulou.

The team of carriages came over at a leisurely pace. In a small bamboo house next to the forest, a pair of figures pushed out the door with a hint of panic.

"Junior Brother Yu Tong, which old gentleman is here?" Luo Yu asked hurriedly as he went out. Although his voice was not loud, he could not escape a group of academy disciples who had both ears and eyesight.

Yu Tong replied honestly: "The old gentleman is the old teacher of poetry and literature. Senior Brother Luo, look at that team of carriages and horses. Elder Xiaojing asked the junior brother to call the senior brother. You must not lose your etiquette in your speech."

"That's natural. Let's go, Senior Sister Caiwei." Now that the old gentleman has arrived, Luo Yu is not panicking anymore. She straightens her hair and crown calmly, pulls Senior Sister Caiwei and steps towards Xiaozhulou. .

"Why do Senior Sister Caiwei and Senior Brother Luo look like they just woke up? Could it be that they haven't completed their homework..." Xiao Jing looked carefully and murmured with some confusion.

When Luo Yu jumped closer, the little fat man asked the little sister's doubts smoothly: "Junior brother Luo, have you finished your poetry homework?"

Luo Yu was startled by this question, and then said quite calmly: "I was going to be here just now, but after thinking hard, I felt a little sleepy and fell asleep."

A group of young disciples were speechless for a while, and couldn't help turning their heads to look at Caiwei.

Caiwei couldn't help but blush, and muttered: "What's so interesting? I wrote two lines, but I fell asleep in the end."

Luo Yu saw that these junior brothers and sisters looked like they were looking for a good show, so she couldn't help but ask: "How much effort did this take, and you have already finished it?"

"It's done..." Several people replied in unison, and even Senior Brother Bai and Second Senior Sister Xia joined in the fun and replied at the same time.

Luo Yu was startled, but her feelings remained untouched.

After all, Senior Sister Caiwei wrote two lines. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel a little cold in her heart.

"This young master is really asleep..." Luo Yu, who was beginning to panic again, couldn't help but defended again, but she couldn't hold back for a while, and her voice became much louder.

"I felt quite confident when I fell asleep..." Junior Sister Xia had just passed by the case and saw her article. She was in a good mood. Seeing Luo Xiaoyu's panic, she felt happy in her heart. She couldn't help but make up for it with words.

Luo Yu couldn't help but twitch the corner of her mouth, but couldn't refute.

"Why are you asleep?" A question suddenly came from the carriage that had stopped in front of everyone, and then the curtain rolled up, and the old teacher of poetry and literature walked out steadily.

"Disciple just now..." Luo Yu replied smoothly.

Caiwei sensed something was wrong and remembered the secret reminder from her senior brother just now. She hurriedly stepped forward and gently held Junior Brother Luo's hand. Her mind moved and Luo Yu immediately woke up.

"Disciple just got off the flying boat and was really tired, so he took a nap." Luo Yu picked up the conversation smoothly.

The old teacher of poetry and literature nodded when he heard this and said: "Flying boats and big ships are like this. They always make people dizzy and sleepy. It doesn't hurt to take a nap."

"I've met the old gentleman. You've had a hard journey, old gentleman..." Baiyunlou straightened his clothes and stepped forward to salute.

A group of disciples behind him also came forward and saluted, which made the old Shiwen teacher Xi very happy.

"Old sir..." Master Ziyang took two steps forward and shouted with a smile.

"I don't deserve to be addressed like this by Lord Ziyang..." The old teacher of poetry and prose returned the greeting with his hand.

To be honest, Ziyang Sanren should be older than the old teacher of poetry and prose, but he has advanced cultivation and good appearance, and he looks like he is only in his thirties.

While they were talking, everyone moved the old poetry teacher to the small bamboo building.

Just as I was thinking about it, Baiyun Tower had rearranged the small bamboo building. The old poetry teacher couldn't help but be startled when he entered. The arrangement seemed to be no different from the academy's lecture hall, except that there were a few more bamboo chairs at the entrance, which were obviously for Aunt Xia and others prepared it.

The old gentleman walked up to the stage as usual and sat down next to the table. Sister Xia also sat on the bamboo chair against the wall with great interest and watched.

There is a stack of articles placed on the desk, and the first page is the article about Baiyunlou's trip to the East China Sea.

The old teacher read it at a glance and couldn't help but recite it aloud. The words used in this article were concise, the writing was smooth, and the writing was majestic. Not only was the old teacher excited when he read it, but the young disciples in the audience were also excited when they heard it.

In particular, the group of academy students who were following their old teacher in a carriage were extremely envious of this group of academy disciples who had already traveled around the East China Sea.

As the old teacher read them one by one, I found that the following poems and essays were also extraordinary. They were much more connotative and in-depth than the articles submitted before.

The more I read about the old teacher, the brighter I felt. The secret guide was indeed as good as usual and laid a solid foundation. After traveling and gaining knowledge, I was able to write wonderful poems immediately.

Excited, the old teacher slapped the table and said: "The few people who have written articles this time have reached the completion standard..."

After hearing this, many disciples in the audience immediately cried out in excitement. Xiao Jing almost screamed out, but she held it back, and her face turned a little red.

"When you go back and finish the remaining classes, you can finish the class without taking any exams." The old teacher pressed his hands and then decided to finish the class for a few people.

The old gentleman kept his word, saying that it was only a few classes, but not too many. When he got a positive answer, the disciples who handed in the articles seemed to have taken off their shackles, and their mood was like a bird released from its cage and let fly.

Xia Chaoyang also looked excited. He looked at his senior brother and quietly squeezed his senior brother's hand a few times, his eyes full of smiles.

Some people were happy and some were sad. Mr. Luo's eyes were full of regret, but he still resisted and looked calm.

"Luo Yu, Caiwei, where are your two articles?" Old Teacher Xi looked through the signatures of several articles, but couldn't find the two's masterpieces, and asked with confusion.

Caiwei was speechless for a moment, and Na Na could not speak. Luo Yu hurriedly answered: "Old sir, the disciple just said that after he got off the flying boat, he felt a little dizzy and sleepy, so he took a rest for a while. Senior Sister Caiwei was beside him. Care and care, so I haven’t put pen to paper yet.”