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15. Lonely

15. Lonely

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【faith】Please help me find Master Fan Ke's works, hurry up! ! !

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"Hey. Teacher Tang..." Han Cheng looked at Teacher Tang who was also smiling.

"Han Cheng." Tang Luo smiled ambiguously, "Who did you make out with in such a grand occasion yesterday?"

Before Han Cheng could answer, he said to himself: "Xianni? Xia Lian? Yougu? Qin Ling? He Wen? Luo Ran? Onitsuka Qi Nian? Wang He?..."

"Wait!! What are you going to do with the last one?" Han Cheng raised his forehead.

"It's the first time I've discovered that you, Han Cheng, are really a heartthrob." Tang Luo blinked.

"Luo Luo, you know that I am a very pure person in my bones." Han Cheng pretended to be pure.

"People who are pure enough to have a relationship with you can form a company?"

"I didn't sleep with them again."

"I'm talking about how many people didn't go to bed. I don't know how many people you have messed with? But it's really surprising that you didn't find Xia Lian. Didn't you go to seduce him back then?"

"That's because I was persecuted by that person at that time. Xia Lian is not a very bad person, and he will meet better people in the future. Also, didn't that guy Yougu drug me? Qin Ling was also because of forcing me Yes, Luo Ran even fucked me because he broke up with his girlfriend. It’s not me who seduced them. Luo Luo, you know that although I’m a bit slutty, I won’t harm a pure and innocent girl for no reason. people."

"Maybe it is." Tang Luo patted Han Cheng's dog's head: "Be quiet...go back."

Han Cheng chuckled twice, and Tang Luo looked at him with a smile: "Xianni is back, and he is the computer teacher in your class now."

Han Cheng scratched his head: "Teacher, I'm asking for leave, I'm dizzy from the computer."

Tang Luo rolled his eyes at him: "I've seen motion sickness and seasickness, but I've never seen computer sickness. Not approved!"

Han Cheng called out miserably: "Ya Lidie~"

……

When Han Cheng sat in the first row and looked up at the deserted black-haired man, He Wen who sat in the last row could feel his strong resentment.

"My name is Xianni, and I'm your computer teacher this semester. The computers of liberal arts students may not be as good as those of science students, but what you can do is not to fall behind too much." Xianni glanced at Han Cheng lightly and continued to teach : "Maybe you don't pay much attention to this subject, and you think that most of the teachers who teach computer in the Chinese Department are just half-baked. But even if I'm half-baked, I'm enough to teach you."

Seeing that the students below are still supposed to be asleep, and should be YY, Xianni raised his eyebrows: "Then everyone, tell me about your knowledge of computers, student Han Cheng, can you come first?"

When Han Cheng stood up, he felt like a rising national flag, being saluted by people, Nima really had the rhythm of the national anthem!

Han Cheng glared at Wang He who was singing the national anthem next to him, and said, "A computer is an exam magic tool to get the answer by pressing 123456~"

There was a burst of laughter in the class, but Xian Ni nodded with a blank expression, "It seems that everyone still doesn't know enough about computers." He saw Han Cheng's butt just touching the bench, and said, "Student Han Cheng, I haven't You are allowed to sit down."

Han Cheng had no choice but to continue to stand up.

Xianni said with a cold face: "My class, you are not allowed to be late, you are not allowed to miss class, and you are not allowed to do other things during class. I don't like to threaten you with failing subjects. Being late and leaving early will not affect the final grade, but..." Xianni He glanced lightly at the happy expressions of the people below: "A [-]-word essay for one class absence, a [-]-word essay for one class absence, and so on. The essay must be handed in within one day."

Standing in such a conspicuous place in the first row with a bitter face, Han Cheng felt as if he had become a telegraph pole on Zhonghua Road, shaking and shaking...

So he sat down in grief and indignation, and Xianni saw it, but didn't make a sound, with a calm expression.

After the get out of class bell rang, Yuan Ni walked straight back to the office without any intention of finding trouble with Han Cheng. He was about to breathe a sigh of relief when Yuan Ni turned around suddenly: "Ah Cheng, come to the office for a while."

So Han Cheng blew up the enemy's bunker without hesitation amidst the national anthem.

"Teacher He..." Han Cheng winked at Xian Ni.

"Ah Cheng. How many years have we not seen each other?" Xian Ni's expression suddenly became confused, looking at him as if he didn't know Han Cheng: "It's only been three years."

"The vicissitudes of life, Yuan Ni, don't you understand?" Tang Luo walked into Xian Ni's office, sat on his desk indifferently, and smiled.

Xian Ni didn't look at Tang Luo, but stared at Han Cheng's face with clear eyes.

"You seem to have changed a lot..."

"I have never changed." Han Cheng smiled: "The only thing that has changed is my heart for dealing with the world. Yuan Ni, welcome back, hero of country Z!"

Xian Ni's expression became bitter: "At that time, I didn't mean it...you know, if I didn't do that, Fujino Takeda wouldn't believe me."

Han Cheng looked at him silently, with a vague smile.

Tang Luo was full of ridicule: "Oh. I had no choice but to trample on Han Cheng's calf bone, and I had no choice but to break three of his ribs, and I had no choice but to let those bastards sell him to the Japanese pervert club? It's too much of a last resort~"

Han Cheng covered Tang Luo's mouth with a smile, and smiled charmingly: "Luo Luo, don't expose other people's scars~" Then he looked directly at Xian Ni: "Xian Ni, as you can see, I am no longer the pure and clean woman I was back then. My little white flower, if you feel sick, you can leave by yourself."

Xian Ni looked at him sympathetically: "Ah Cheng, I won't despise you."

Han Cheng looked at him as if looking at a fool: "I will despise you! Xian Ni! My heart, ribs, and brain tell me that I am a big bad guy!"

Han Cheng was a little speechless, this guy made him into what he is now, and finally he said kindly, I don't despise you?

Xian Ni frowned slightly, staring at Han Cheng's seemingly carefree back, maybe, he was wrong.

Han Cheng is no longer the smirking little kid who followed his ass 20 years ago.

He is not the sad and talented boy who loves to write poetry ten years ago.

Not to mention the ignorant boy that Baba followed him to Country R three years ago.

Time has cut everything beyond recognition, perhaps, the culprit of these is him.

But is he really wrong?

No.Xian Ni's eyes were frozen for ten thousand years, he would make Han Cheng change his mind, if not, he would rather destroy him.If he can't get it, don't expect others to get it.

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【Ka Jielin】Fan Ke?Which Fan Ke?

【Nightmare】It's scary to be uneducated.

[Spontaneity] What do you want those for?

【faith】Since Master Fan Ke wrote his first poem, I have been paying attention to him silently. It was once very popular, but now no one remembers it.I'm going to host a forum, and I don't want Master Fan Ke to be forgotten.

[City] QAQ Master Fan Ke will be very moved if he knows.

【faith】I'm just making my own small contribution to the people I admire

[City] I'm actually a fan of Master Fan Ke, but since he has decided to leave, let's respect his choice.I have a few of his poems, let me send them to you.

【faith】Thank you!

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【Reference Materials】

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"Nan Er Fu" (Part [-]) Is the sky reversible?

A pot of turbid wine obsessed with the moon

Fighting with a sword

I am a young man, what is there to be afraid of?

The loess land stretches for thousands of miles

Still crawling at my feet

I step on the ground and sing to the sky

The sword points to the sky with great pride

Those who stand in my way will be killed without mercy

Those who mess with my mind will be killed without mercy

one day

i will wear armor

Triumphant return

Not afraid of the royal officials

Don't be afraid of the gods and Buddhas

wanton singing

I am a man with strong bones

why ask for heaven

How to seek peace

Sleeping drunk on the battlefield is just a long-cherished wish

I'm just alone

Leaning against the cliff with nothing to worry about

Imperial power is boundless but a joke

Heaven is reversible, not to mention the Son of Heaven

but born at the right time

How can it compare to my man on the battlefield

drink the enemy's blood

kill with sword

Where is it better than warm and fragrant nephrite

one day

Stepping through the golden tower of Qionglou

Scatter all the treasures of the world

Kill all the corrupt officials

one person one ride

wandering rivers and lakes

Wouldn't it be fun

only sigh the sky has no eyes

Corrupt officials run rampant

I am Lang Lang Zhonghua

Why are you afraid of the rat pirates?

West Lake Sizhu

How can it compare to beating drums on the battlefield?

fine wine

Where is the blood of Japanese pirates?

I am a man

I'd rather die in battle

I don't want to drag myself out

Ning Weixiong

don't be a villain

Since the sky has no eyes

Then I swear against the sky

try the country of the future

belong to the rotting cattle

still roaring milk tiger

one day

I will still stand on the top of the mountain

Shout to the sky

Wanton and happy

18 years later

The hero is still

my blood boy

Never surrender

"Insomniac Wind"

late at night, cold

The fierce wind stung the soul of the insomniac

path, lonely building

The mottled old wall stands silently at the end

The all-pervasive wind drills into the cracks in the wall

singing and roaring

The ancient bell tower is still ringing

midnight alone

The crisp wind chimes are tireless

smile lightly

Deep night without stars

Thousands of lights flicker

The wind is tired

Blow away the dead branches all over the ground

Blowing out the shallow moonlight

Blowing away the tired eyes

it roars around every corner

out of touch

no warmth

but when your hair is flying

you can't deny its existence

Easy to age

time flies

Can not be weathered by history

Only this wind that blows through the past and present

Strong Wall

Can stop thousands of troops

can't stop it

It walks through Qionglou Jinque

Playing around in the dark valley

Blowing through in the dark and cramped birdcage

this is the wind

eternal wind

The bell tower in the distance is faintly ringing

The wind chime at the window of the insomniac is still chuckling

"free"

The gate hidden by the high wall

so broken

The locust tree in the front yard

why dead

Lingling spring water

Throat cut

wandering bird

Only one iron fence can be seen

自由

what a beautiful word

now

how unrecognizable

white bird trapped in a cage

no gap for breathing

future by blue sky

hiding behind hell

Sheng Yi He Huan

no fear of death

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