I do not know how long it has been.

Just listen to the neat shouts, "Goodbye, sir"

Song Xiaochun woke up suddenly.

Afterwards, the children in the private school walked out of the private school.

"Hey, aren't you Brother Xiaochun?"

Many children in the private school knew Song Xiaochun and greeted Song Xiaochun politely.

Looking at these children who looked like little scholars, Song Xiaochun sighed in his heart. He didn't like Bu Fan, but it didn't stop him from admiring Bu Fan's teaching ability.

"Huh? Why are you here?"

Bu Fan looked at Song Xiaochun curiously.

"I'm not here to see you, I'm just passing by!"

Song Xiaochun turned his head away. No matter in the dream or in reality, he had no good impression of Bu Fan, even though Xiao Huohuo had helped him.

But when he thought about the plaque, an idea came to his mind.

Could it be Bu Fan...

impossible.

If this guy is a Confucian scholar, then he is a saint.
Chapter completed!