Supreme Soaring Immortal Chapter 187 Isolated

Qin Shuang is reading eagerly, reading it as fast as possible. The purpose of her first reading is to clearly memorize everything that she has read. She has this ability, because her soul is very powerful, and she has the power of her Sea of Knowledge, so although she reads quickly, she can still memorize it exactly.

When she is sure that she has it completely memorized, Qin Shuang opens her eyes, and reads the second part again from the beginning, seriously reading, this time trying to understand it, so she reads very slowly. But before she can finish reading it, she hears the sound of Zhen Zining speaking:

“Alright, we are done for today, and remember to be on time tomorrow.”

When her words fall, Zhen Zining is the first to leave, and the students in cla.s.s also begin to pack up their own things while chatting softly.

Plus Qin Shuang, a total of 17 students pack up their things and walk out of cla.s.s. Five n.o.ble-born students walk together, a woman with an artistic atmosphere and a slightly flushed face is excitedly saying:

“What kind of painting would you say Ms. Zhen would paint for the Grand Celebration?”

Walking in the middle of the five people, a thin man, about 24-25 years old, his pace neither slow nor fast, walking with a kind of literary style, with a magnetic voice he says:

“I think Ms. Zhen has not finalized it yet, if she had, me and Xiao Fei would be called to stay behind, because the two of us are Ms. Zhen's a.s.sistants.”

Xiao Fei's full name is Luo Xiao Fei, a woman of about 20 years old. Fair-skinned, hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a Confucian robe, she gives off a different style, a kind of graceful charm.

Hearing the man's words, she smiles with a reserved expression: “I think Teacher Zhen will soon come up with something new. Teacher Zhen's mood has been much happier these days. When the time comes, me and Brother Wen will be busy.”

At this moment, a slightly short woman's face reveals a hint of jealousy:

“Teacher Zhen has not yet determined who the a.s.sistant is!”

Luo Xiao Fei's face doesn't change. Just a faint smile.

The seven other students are not from aristocratic backgrounds, but they come from good families, they also get together with the five n.o.ble students, with flattering smiles on their faces. From time to time, they insert two sentences, hoping to be able to be included among them.

Even those poor and humble students approach, but they hesitate, in the end merely following behind. The n.o.bles only occasionally pay attention to the rich Confucians, but for those poor and humble students they turn a blind eye.

But, whether it be the n.o.ble students, the rich students, or the poor students, they have all intentionally or unintentionally ignored Qin Shuang. Keeping a distance from her. No one wants to be with someone who enjoys crude fighting.

Their att.i.tude, Qin Shuang is simply unaware. At this time she is walking on the side. Her whole mind is immersed in the second part of the book. She has all the content memorized, and at this point she is constantly studying and comprehending it in her mind.

On one hand she is understanding, on the other hand she is comparing it with her understanding of spirit patterns and contrasting it with her knowledge in daoism. She absorbs knowledge like a sponge, constantly perfecting her spirit pattern realm.

Until she returns to her residence, she walks straight into her study, sitting in a chair, in a state of reflection.

Don't know how much time has pa.s.sed, she smells a fragrant scent, opening her eyes, she realizes that Qin Yunxia has already fetched her meal back and is gently arranging it on the table.

Qin Shuang sorts out her mood, and after finis.h.i.+ng her meal, she releases the paper man and lets it copy the book. She temporarily sets aside spirit pattern painting, taking out a jade piece and her carving knife, studying spirit patterns.

The next afternoon.

Qin Shuang still appears on time in Zhen Zining's cla.s.sroom. Qin Shuang notices that there is a trace of anxiety between Zhen Zining's eyebrows. After a moment of contemplation, she realizes that she is probably anxious about the Confucian Grand Celebration.

After working hard yesterday, Qin Shuang has already digested most of the second part. She wrote down the rest of the things that she didn't understand, waiting for Zhen Zining to ask.

Zhen Zining decides to set Qin Shuang last. She a.s.sumed Qin Shuang couldn't figure out those general examples. Its already good enough to be able to read it, so she places Qin Shuang last. Coming in front of Qin Shuang, she whispers:

“Have you finished reading the second part?”

“After reading, there are some places I don't understand!” Qin Shuang also whispers softly.

Zhen Zining glances at Qin Shuang in surprise. She isn't surprised that Qin Shuang can finish the first part in a short time. After all, Qin Shuang had told her that she was an eighth-level spirit pattern teacher. It's not too difficult to read the first part. However, this second part is not so simple, Qin Shuang is truly a spirit pattern painting genius.

However, she only looks at Qin Shuang in wonder, and begins to explain it in detail to her. This part takes a long time to explain, and Qin Shuang is the last person to be taught by Zhen Zining, so after Zhen Zining finished explaining the second part, Qin Shuang asks questions about what she didn't understand. The cla.s.s time has already pa.s.sed, this lesson is over with Zhen Zining's announcement.

The other sixteen students in the cla.s.s don't give Qin Shuang good face, because Qin Shuang, one person, occupied too much time, so they didn't have time to get the guidance of Zhen Zining. However, Qin Shuang simply ignores them, in fact, its not that Qin Shuang is deliberately ignoring them, her mind is completely focused on Zhen Zining's explanation just now.

“Did you run to learn spirit pattern painting?”

In a private room of a restaurant, w.a.n.g Song, Mu Xiaoci, Jiao Huang, Tong Wenchao, Qu Yu and others all sit around. Today's party is still arranged by w.a.n.g Song, he invited them, in order to celebrate him, Mu Xiaoci, and Qin Shuang out of detention, but also to celebrate their three joint fight victory. Hearing Qin Shuang learning spirit pattern painting, Mu Xiaoci couldn't help but ask in surprise.

“Yeah!” Qin Shuang nods and says, “I'll become a great spirit pattern painter.”

Mu Xiaoci's face is even more surprised: “This will delay your Imperial examination.”

w.a.n.g Song laughs on the side: “Xiaoci, you forgot the last time Qin s.h.i.+mei said, she didn't want to take the Imperial exam!”

“Oh!” Mu Xiaoci nods, and says, “That's a pity.”