Lying crookedly on the uneven desk was a young man, wearing a loose cloth robe. The morning light that symbolized the day's plan fell on him and became a heater in this winter, as if he was at home.
The junior brother sitting at the table in front of him turned around, frowned, patted him with the Book of Songs in his hand, and said: "Brother, get up quickly, Master will be here soon."
The young man opened his eyes slightly and said with a smile, "Junior brother, I have to ask you to block Master's morning class today."
"Why?"
"Hahaha," the young man smiled heartily, "because you sit upright."
"You... Whatever you want."
There is no clear and secret struggle, no human heart is sinister, and the young man in the rivers and lakes indulges in the mountains and rivers. (Jianghu Boy Song fan)