The old professor was in a daze.

The students in the whole classroom are also in a daze.

Yu Chu was slightly stunned, then quickly reached out to pull the man's wrist, holding the string of simple Buddhist beads, trying to pull the man back and sit down.

"It was a thousand years ago," she said in a low voice. "The future generations don't know anything. Don't worry about them Do you know

She read each other's words in a low voice.

Xu Shen drooped her eyes, and her silver hair dropped slightly with his movements. The young man's delicate face showed a smile. She raised her hand and touched her head. Her clean eyes looked at the professor. She said, "Xu Shen would be very angry if she knew you misunderstood him so much."

The old professor helped his glasses.

He always feels familiar with this man's temperament.

Now, if you look at it carefully, how do you think the young man's bearing is a little like Mr. Xu in the painting?

He did not get angry and asked, "well, this classmate, do you mean Mr. Xu?"

Xu Shen didn't move his fingertips. His posture was stable. He opened his lips and answered, "since he knows his character is weak, it's not normal that he is impatient to deal with others."

He glanced at the picture on the projection. Young people in white and women in love

"Xu Shen lived in a Buddhist temple at that time, and his residence had been empty for several years, so it was not his home. How does he know who's been there a lot? "

Next to the Yu Chu bear smile.

The scene in which Mr. Xu defended himself was really funny. Later generations don't know what happened thousands of years ago, so the brain replenishes a lot of things. As a result, the ambiguity of these brain supplements makes Zhengzhu feel unhappy.

The old professor pushed his glasses. He looked at the young man and asked, "how do you know he hasn't returned to his residence for several years? What happened a thousand years ago can only be described in the historical circles as a general idea. What's more, Mr. Xu is mysterious and his whereabouts are uncertain. No one can tell his whereabouts accurately. "

Yu Chu wanted to laugh more.

Mr. Xu himself said his own past, of course, is true. As a result, others don't believe it.

Xu Shen's expression did not change. He twisted his eyes and picked up the Buddha beads. He said in a low voice: "I don't know anyone else. But if you talk about Xu Shen, he was 20 years old and was the chief examiner in wusheng province. In the next few years, the rise of Buddhist temples in wusheng was his handwriting. In a few years, how did he go back to his palace in Beijing

The old professor was stunned.

"The seal script of the Buddhist temple is Xu Shen's own handwriting," the young man continued slowly, and his clear and moist eyes gently swept the gaping students. "It is enough to prove that the Buddhist temple was built by him. As for the imperial residence, Xu Shen's manuscripts are dated, the earliest of which is three years ago. He has not returned to the mansion for a long time. "

The whole classroom was silent.

The elegant young man slowed down his tone and said casually, "I'm not arguing with you, but Xu Shen has nothing to do with the queen."

He never went back to the house.

Where do you know the queen often goes?

It was mistakenly thought by later generations that it was his connivance to the queen. In fact, as he said, it is not connivance, let alone acquiescence. It is just annoying with endless entanglement and simply leaving the capital.

Later generations don't know how to distort him.

Mr. Xu said he was upset.

After the lecture, Yu Chu led people out.

The students in the corridor were all staring at the silver haired beauty. Yu Chu felt that he would get used to it sooner or later.

The old professor came up to them.

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