Farming in the Mountains: Max Level Jiaojiao Is Three Years Old

Xue Yan stood with Shen Yuxuan, Xu Yining and others.

They are all under the stage, and it is not very far from Jiang Yue.

When the drums stopped, Mr. Zhang spoke on behalf of the academy and all the gentlemen. The words were not only very meaningful, but also grand. They were originally very stylish.

The people below, except Xue Yan, were all excited.

Even Shen Yuxuan was very excited. It's not that I'm excited about anything else, I'm just excited that I'm not resting and not attending classes today.

After Mr. Zhang finished speaking, all the students below bowed respectfully.

On the stage, all the gentlemen bowed their hands in return.

Then three more drums were played, and then the gentlemen sat down.

Jiang Yue hurriedly sat down with her legs crossed, sitting on a small cushion in front of the small seat prepared for her. In order not to distract Mr. Zhang from worrying about her, she sat very well.

It's just... everyone looks at her like she's such a lovable mascot, which makes her yearn for the sky a little bit.

Under the stage, Xue Yan saw his family's little Yuebao sitting on the middle stage, next to Mr. Zhang, small, red, pink and jade carving, whether it was on stage or offstage, she was the only one. That bit of red... To be honest, he also thinks his Yuebao looks like a mascot now.

cough.

As soon as Xue Yan coughed, Shen Yuxuan took him to the chess area. Xu Yining was more direct and pressed him directly on a stool.

In front of him is the chessboard, and he has a jar of white stones in his hand.

He Chengyi, a classmate and friend who had already sat down and waited on the opposite side, immediately smiled and bowed to him: "Shengqing, please."

He Chengyi was the second in the last two years and the year before. He thought that his friend Xue Shengqing would be gone this year, but he didn't plan to participate anymore, he felt boring.

No one else is his opponent, but he is far from his friend Xue Shengqing's opponent.

But he still wanted to compete with his friend Xue Shengqing. Only in this way will he know how much he has grown in the past year.

And the gentlemen have all sat down, which means that the literary meeting has begun, and it is possible to fight.

Xue Yan didn't know what this classmate and friend thought,

But there was nothing he could do. He was all sitting here, and his classmates and friends handed him over, so he could only hand over his hand: "Brother Chengyi, please."

The second place went to the first place again. Many people could not calm down and work with others on their own. Many people came over and watched.

Immediately, Xue Yan and He Chengyi were surrounded by water.

Shen Yuxuan and Xu Yining were surrounded by the innermost, and they couldn't even come out.

There are so many people around, the high platform is actually not that high, and Mr. Qi, who is sitting on this high platform, can't see it at all. He stood up in a hurry and stretched his neck to see.

These are his two most proud students.

But still can't see it.

Mr. Qi simply stepped down.

Someone sees it, and hurries away.

Others took advantage and wanted to follow behind Mr. Qi to see, but many people couldn't see it themselves, so they only let Mr. Qi in.

Xue Yan and He Chengyi saw that Mr. Qi stepped down and squeezed in. They were shocked, and then they both quickly put down their chess pieces and stood up to greet Mr. Qi.

Mr. Qi returned the salute, and only put his hands in his sleeves. He looked at the situation on the chessboard without looking at the image of Mr. Qi and urged, "Continue, continue."

He Chengyi sat down again.

Xue Yan sweated, but sat down too, and played chess with He Chengyi again.

When a gentleman plays a game of chess, you cannot let it go. To let it go is to disrespect the other party.

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