A pair of foreign Confucian scholars who had traveled thousands of miles to the academy to deliver books could not help but look at each other in amazement.

There are also some college gentlemen who came to the library to 'steal books'. When they heard that something was clear, they smiled knowingly, turned around and left without any hesitation, and returned home in a happy mood.

And all of this is happening silently...

I don't know how long it took, but at the foot of Linlu Mountain, a large area in front of and to the right of the entrance to the corridor was very quiet, except for one person.

So to outsiders from a distance, it seems like a strange scene has occurred here.

A young Confucian scholar rolled up his sleeves and danced with his hands in the air, raised the corners of his mouth, and spoke enthusiastically. Everyone around him stood motionless and listened quietly, as if... he had cast a restraining spell with a wave of his finger.

There is a special magic.

As a result, outsiders might approach out of curiosity, or they might take a few glances from a distance and then leave.

The waves caused by the strange scenery in this corner gradually spread, but it did not cause any greater commotion.

After all, the most indispensable thing for this huge academy is extraordinary people. Every day there are people debating economics, there are gentlemen who are knowledgeable about ancient and modern times giving lectures in the open air and speaking brilliantly, and there are people from other schools from outside sitting and discussing. There are a lot of new things.

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Moreover, there are not many people who are interested in or willing to listen to calligraphy. The audience is very small, and most of them are only slightly curious, and most of this curiosity is still in the rumor that both the calligraphy idiot and the orchid idiot are the new female teachers in the academy.

On the body.

However, the people who are in this scenery at this time also have other feelings.

Gu Yiwu gradually came back to his senses. He let out a breath and raised his thick black eyebrows. He looked at Zhao Rong's figure carefully, and then at the classmates and outsiders who were listening around him and were as fascinated as he was just now.

A strange thought suddenly flashed through my mind.

Is it possible for the figure in front of me today to stand in front of thousands of Confucian scholars in the academy tomorrow? By then, just like Gu Yiwu and others today, there will be thousands of scholars surrounding, staring and listening to him.

The gentlemen in the courtyard are the chiefs and deputy mountain chiefs who rarely appear. This figure is also spreading his infectious power as wantonly as now...

The next second, Gu Yiwu shook his head and looked at the Confucian scholar in front of him with the corner of his mouth raised.

The burly man rubbed his face with his hands and grinned

Dispelled an unrealistic thought.
Chapter completed!