Chapter 62 The legendary Shen clan studies (Chinese)

After saying this, the fat man immediately became energetic and pointed to the silent man and said, "My cat has gone down there, I want to find my cat."

At this time, Chen Jing spoke, and glared at the long face and said, "I said, "Third brother, don't make any unreasonable trouble! Even if there is really a cat under the seat, I have never known where I have been running through the noise just now!"

"How can you know if you don't look?" The young man with a long face sneered: "If you have a clear conscience, are you still afraid of watching?"

Before he finished speaking, the fat man sitting on the ground suddenly shouted in a fuss: "Oh, that's amazing! Why did you crush my divine cat to death? What's going on!"

Chen Si had long guessed this possibility, so he raised the chair and saw a dead big black cat. He couldn't help but sneer and said to himself: "This is going to be a fraud!"

Chen Jing looked at the sky outside, worried that the gentleman would not have any good results when he came. He quickly interrupted and said, "Isn't it just a cat? Is it just a compensation for you! Tell me, how much does it cost?"

Seeing that they were finally trapped, the long-faced person naturally grabbed them and smiled sinisterly: "Payment? It's not a small price. This cat is not an ordinary thing, it is raised by the immortal Daluo. He went down to Qingyun Temple in this county and was invited by us to eliminate demons and ward off evil spirits! You can also pay for it, the official snowflake silver is 550, plus ten big grasshoppers!"

"Three, come on to me. What's the point of bullying a newcomer?" Chen Jing was anxious when he heard this: "Even if you add up all the cats from Shaoxing, it's not worth the money! You are blackmailing!"

The bookstore was also in an uproar. A young and gentle scholar came over and said, "Chenzhuang, don't bully your new classmates."

The long-faced Chen Zhuang looked back and found that it was the gentleman's son. His cousin Chen Xiang was not easy to get angry for a moment, so he said with a stinking face: "Chen Jing has already said he wants to pay the money, so don't worry, cousin." As he said that, he turned around and stared at Chen silence fiercely: "Boy, either pay back the money or meet the official, which one should you choose!"

If you see such insignificant blackmail, you will not be fooled by him. Then you slowly said: "If you lose money, you will lose money."

"Haha, then take it!" The fat man got up from the ground and said with a covetous look on his face: "If you pay for the money, I won't care about the kick you kicked me."

Silent spread his hands and said, "But not now, let me give it to you another day."

"Do you want to use a delaying strategy?" Chen Zhuang slapped the table and said, "The Thirty-Six Schemes have also been read by others."

"I really have no money on me." Chen Jing smiled and said, "No one can bring twenty or thirty kilograms of silver at school." The students in the bookstore admired him very much and said, "You can still laugh at this time, either a madman or a fool."

"You can write an IOU!" Chen Zhuang thought for a while, then folded his hands on his chest and said, "After signing and sealing, we will give you a few days." His heart said, "As long as you dare to write an IOU, even if you fall into my hands in this life, you will not be able to squeeze your bone marrow dry!"

Chen Jing was so angry that he wanted to go forward to fight with Chenzhuang, but was held tightly by the two gangs. Chen Xiang also said angrily: "This is too much."

Chen Zhuang ignored them, stared at them and said, "Do you write?"

"Write." He smiled silently and said, then took out Cai Lun paper from his schoolbag, carefully spread it on the table, and pressed it with a piece of paperweight. Then he took out the inkstone and opened it, poured a few drops of water, then picked up a small piece of pine smoke ink and grind it slowly.

Seeing this, Chen Xiang couldn't help but exclaim: "It's true that he has done 'grinding ink like a sick man'!"

But the Shenzhuang was so anxious that he thought to himself: 'This kid is slow, probably because he wants to wait for the teacher to arrive and drag this matter over... No, I have to get the loan note first!' Then he walked up and sneered, "I'll write it for you!" Then he lifted up the silent sheep brush and prepared to dip ink to write...

But when Chen Si heard this, he said nervously: "I only have this pen, be careful not to break it!"

Chen Zhuang laughed and said, "How much is a pen worth? Let's pay my god cat first!"

The silence seemed to finally be unable to bear it, and said in a muffled voice: "What kind of divine cat, fairy cat, you ask Daluo Jinxian to come down to testify!"

Chen Zhuang became angry when he heard this. He was so angry that he turned the brush into two pieces. He threw it on the ground, and blew his beard and stared at him, "Boy, why do you want to pay the debt?"

Silent pointed to the brush on the ground and sneered: "If you want me to accompany you, you have to pay my pen."

Chen Zhuang said in a muffled voice: "If you pay, you will pay, how much does a pen cost?" As he said that, he took out a piece of silver from his arms and threw it on Chen Si's body: "Go and buy ten!"

Chen Si sneered, "I can't afford this little money!"

"Just blow!" the fat man interrupted, "What pen can be so precious?"

"Listen." Chen Si smiled faintly and said, "This pen is not a mortal, but a gift from the dream of Wenqu Xingjun. Using this pen to write will definitely be able to become a Jinshi. If you call Hanlin, do you think gold is precious or not?"

"How much does that cost?" Chen Jing asked with a chuckling.

"At least four two hundred and five." Chen Si smiled and said, "I'm talking about gold."

When Chen Zhuang heard this, this boy not only "returned his body to him" but also scolded the four of them. He couldn't help but start anger from his heart, and evil was coming to his courage, and he was about to attack on the spot...

But he heard a low voice and shouted: "What are you doing?"

Hearing this majestic voice, Chen Zhuang, who was already aggressive, immediately retracted back to his seat like a deflated ball, and lowered his head like a shy girl. It was a world of difference from the arrogant look just now!

Looking at the other three, they all obediently returned to their seats, and were as silent as if they were afraid to look up.

Chen Jing quickly pulled Chen Si and sat down, whispering: "Sir, can't rub the sand in his eyes, don't mess with him." Chen Si nodded, indicating that he knew. He raised his eyes and looked at the door secretly. It was indeed the second master with a dark national face and an extremely serious expression, Mr. Qingxia Shenlian.

Chen Lian walked to the back of the big case and sat down, pointed to the eight words on the wall behind him, and said as if he was like a loud bell: "Recite!"

"Be indifferent and clear your ambitions, be quiet and far-reaching." The students recited in unison with their hands behind their backs. That was their learning.
Chapter completed!