Maybe you should ask Long Siye But she asked despite Di Fuyi's shell, and Long Siye probably didn't want to answer.
Maybe Gu Canmo understands these issues.
Finally, after a class, she saw the students coming around to ask her for answers.
She coughed and was about to give a reason to apply oil on her soles, but Di Fuyi calmly approached her and passed her by.
Over time, she had a few small notes in her hand She took a look and saw that it was the answers to the questions asked by the students.
Di Fuyi's handwriting was as elegant as flying and full of energy.
It looked extremely beautiful, and he imitated her handwriting, as if it was her calligraphy version.
Gu Xijiu waited for the students to gather around, then flicked the piece of paper to each of them like a magic trick, and said lazily: "Here is the answer you want."
By the time those students looked down at the note, Zuo Tianshi had already passed away.
This lesson was barely managed.
Zuo Tianshi's classes were not held every day, but only once every three days, which made Gu Xijiu feel relieved.
Although she took this class reluctantly, it was still of great help to herself, and she absorbed a lot of knowledge invisibly.
She gained more than any student, after all she was a lecturer When she came out, she saw Lan Waihu sitting alone on a stone bench, seemingly in a trance, with some red eyes.
She had become accustomed to caring about this fox, so she walked over and stood beside Lan Waihu for a moment.
Lan Waihu was too distracted to see her.
She coughed slightly, which startled Lan Waihu, and he knelt down and kowtowed to her with a pop: "Master Zuo Tianshi" Gu Xijiu couldn't help but sigh: "What's wrong?"
Lan Waihu shook his head like a rattle: "Nothing, nothing, Sir Zuo Tianshi, Waihu still has something to do, Waihu will leave first."
He saluted and ran away like a rabbit.
Gu Xijiu: "" "I didn't expect that Mr.
Zuo Tianshi would even care about Xijiu's friends."
A voice next to him said in a strange voice.
Gu Xijiu turned around and saw Qian Lingyu.
This kid seemed to have an angry look on his face, but he didn't dare to get angry with Zuo Tianshi like her.
It was obvious that he was aware of Lan Waihu's mood.
"What's wrong with Lan Waihu?"
Gu Xijiu asked casually.
"I'm disappointed.
Although we entered the Ziyun class, Xijiu didn't know why she didn't talk to us much.
Even if she did, she was cold and indifferent.
The little fox also seemed to have something on his mind, as if he had gotten into trouble.
Like, I asked her, but she didn’t say anything.”
Gu Xijiu frowned.
She couldn't figure out what trouble Lan Waihu had gotten into.
She didn't want to talk to Qian Lingyu anymore, lest she reveal her true nature, so she turned around and walked away.
While thinking about it on the road, he saw a little fox hanging behind Di Fuyi in front of him, looking like he wanted to run over to talk but was afraid.
Gu Xijiu's heart moved, and she followed behind without saying a word.
After a while, the little fox finally summoned up the courage and ran over: "Xijiu" Di Fuyi still had a headache when he saw this fox.
This little fox was so clingy.
He liked to hug people's arms, and he also liked to hug Gu Xijiu's arms.
After he took over the shell, he naturally didn't want the little fox to hold him, and wouldn't even let her come within three feet of him, so the little fox became depressed.
This time after the little fox ran over, he seemed to want to hug Gu Xijiu's arm again, but when he reached halfway, he seemed to think of something and retracted his hand, whispering: "Xijiu, are you angry with me?"