There was only the rustling sound of writing in the Jiuzhang Hall. When Zhang Dakua looked out the door, he found that no one looked back, which was very different from the situation in his own Banshan Hall. So, although he still didn't have much good feelings for Ji Jiu, he couldn't help but secretly admire the quality of the students here.
There was no way that group of brats in Banshan Hall would be so obedient under his control... He was not Zhang Chen, nor Zhu Er. He did not have that kind of family background, let alone the capital to be so rude!
So he came here now, just to get someone to watch the fun with him, so that when he went back to the hall to peek and was caught, there would be no one to scold him. So, he stood there again and again but no one paid attention to him, so he had to cough softly. However, there was still no response, so he had to cough a few more times, and finally got scolded.
"What are you coughing about? You're not an old man!" Ji Jiu stood up and strode out unhappily, laughing directly, "Why, are you looking for a scapegoat to go with you to the teacher to get information? If you have the guts, go by yourself, why drag others along!"
Zhang Dakuo had always been at odds with Ji Jiu, and when someone told him his intention, he was immediately furious. But he turned around and took two steps when he heard Ji Jiu's unhurried voice from behind: "You are the head of the dormitory after all, why don't you just say that you have something to ask the teacher? You insist on dragging others with you, you are too timid, the teacher won't eat you!"
Too lazy to pay attention to the guy behind him, Zhang Daku simply walked forward without looking back. When he arrived outside the school hall, he instinctively looked around to see if Ah Liu was there. However, he could not find anyone for a long time. Instead, Ji Jiu who was following behind him mocked him in a low voice: "Isn't our little mistress busy with the admissions interviews at the girls' school these days? Of course, Brother Liu has to go over to take care of her."
Seeing that Zhang Dakuai still didn't seem to believe it, Ji Jiu said earnestly: "Don't worry, Sixth Brother is really not here. Even if he is here, he will let us go if we explain it clearly."
Zhang Dagu was about to retort, but he saw Ji Jiu sneaking to the door and listening, and even peeking inside through the gap in the door curtain. He was immediately stunned by this guy's shamelessness. However, the next moment, he couldn't help it and simply occupied the gap on the other side of the door. But after staring for a long time, he found that the two people in the room didn't even change their posture.
Zhang Shou was sitting on the armchair behind the desk, writing something with his head down, while the blond boy was sitting on a chair beside him, flipping through the book in his hand intently while scratching his head as if he couldn't understand it. Both of them were concentrating, as if they didn't notice them spying outside.
Facing such a scene, Ji Jiu, who was always cunning, could still hold back, but Zhang Dakuo, who was impatient to begin with, how could he hold back? He stood at the door and stared for a long time without blinking, and felt his legs, neck, and eyes were sore. He was not paying attention and used a little more force on his hand that was clinging to the wall, and the result was...
Of course, it was impossible to break a piece of the wall off. On the contrary, he lost his balance and fell directly towards the door curtain. Ji Jiu, who was standing by, was stunned and subconsciously reached out to grab a handful of the wall. As a result, he failed to hold the big guy and was even dragged down with him.