Xuanzang felt that he might have many names or identities. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

For example, the golden cicada, the divine monk, and the Buddha of Nanwu Tan merit······ And so on, but there is no doubt that he can be attributed to one kind of person, and that is - a low-key person.

Although there is a saying in the world that "low-key is the best way to show off", he obviously can't accept such a statement.

As a last resort, Xuanzang definitely doesn't want to be noticed by others.

Whether it's before or after rebirth.

"You, you..." For the first time in history, Xuanzang wanted to teach Han Meier a good lesson, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't know how to speak.

Maybe it's reborn, but the mentality has changed after all.

Seeing Tang Mengmeng's performance, Han Meier realized that her move just now was a little too impulsive.

pursed her mouth all the way, and before Tang Mengmeng spoke first, she felt that she had better keep her mouth shut.

But if you think about it, you didn't do anything wrong, you just ······ The way might be a bit straightforward?

"People just corrected other people's mistakes..." Han Mei'er followed, and then muttered quietly.

Of course, Xuanzang will ignore her, at this time, silence is the biggest punishment for her.

This situation continued in the classroom, and Xuanzang still had no intention of easing.

Although more than 99 percent of this kind of Cold War incidents ended in Han Meier's plea for mercy. But this time, Han Meier still refused to give in and struggled, always the same old way.

"Hmph, since you ignore me, then I ignore you either." Han Meier thought like this, feeling that she must fight this time.

But when she saw Li Man staring at her, she felt a little worried.

Give Tang Mengmeng to that goblin, can you really rest assured?

It's another boring professional class, and the university is full of such a bad phenomenon.

For students who want to learn, no matter what class they take, they will always listen carefully and find it interesting. But for students who don't want to study, have a backstage at home, and then just mix up their diplomas, every class is an ordeal.

In fact, this situation has already begun to take shape in high school, but after college, it is especially prominent.

Because you must know that if you graduate, the school will still let you go after all.

If the high school entrance examination represents a gate, then behind the door is an avenue that requires asceticism, because it is surrounded by people who work hard, and if the college entrance examination is compared to a door, the back is a broad avenue.

No one will come back to press you, no one will discipline you, everything is free.

In such an environment, some people can go to the next level, because the schedule of high school is still a bit disadvantageous. But some people will fall sharply because of a lack of self-control.

So, obviously, Han Meier is the latter.

At the end of a lesson, it's not so much how much you memorize, but how many times you need to count how many times you have wandered.

When class was about to end, Han Meier looked around boredly again.

This class is a young graduate teacher who teaches specialized courses, so the discipline of students is not as strict as that of those old teachers. In this way, she can be more unscrupulous to find something interesting.

For example, the girl who is standing at a forty-five degree angle with her gaze as the starting point.

Rao is also a noteworthy person from Han Meier's eyes.

She quietly admired, for beautiful women, in fact, everyone wants to take a few more looks. Although she already has Tang Mengmeng, she ignores herself now when she thinks about it, so it doesn't seem to be too much to look at other beauties.

Then, a staggering scene appeared.

The girl who had just appeared at the door walked straight into the classroom.

She's in our class? This was the first reaction in Han Meier's mind, but after thinking about it, she felt that her class didn't seem to have this person, otherwise, she would definitely notice.

The moment the girl walked in, the class was in an uproar.

This woman is beautiful, indescribably beautiful.

This is one of the few girls that Han Meier has seen that can be compared with Tang Mengmeng. Of course, she didn't count herself.

The upper body is a white shirt with an elaborate style, and the hem of the shirt is tied into a long skirt. He was covered with a black coat made of nickname fabric, and wore an inappropriate black top hat on his head. There were two white feathers pinned to the top hat, and I don't know what animal they plucked from.

The lower body is an elegant and noble palace black court skirt, which adds some fashion elements, and the skirt hangs directly to the end of the calf.

A kind of arrogance, a strong smell of pride and no one in sight.

But the feeling of disobedience was not felt in her, as if it was innate.

took a closer look, but found this temperament on her body, a temperament that rejects people thousands of miles away.

It's not that she feels like she can't be approached, but the sense of disparity that comes from the people she meets.

It's like a kind of class identity gap, people are princesses, and you are commoners.

In general, one word, beautiful, amazingly beautiful.

Xuanzang looked at the woman who suddenly arrived, and didn't know why, as if there was an illusion, that is, after she came in, she locked her eyes on herself for the first time.

This feeling is not the feeling of a predator finding its prey, but like a battle between a mountain and two tigers.

On the podium was a young female teacher, although she knew that her teaching style advocated relaxation and mingling with the students. However, the female student who suddenly came in in front of her seemed to be a little too disrespectful of herself.

At least, she couldn't accept this way.

Just as she was about to say something, the counselor came in a hurry.

Seeing that the situation was wrong, he hurriedly greeted the teacher who was in charge.

If it was just an ordinary student, he would have opened his mouth to educate himself. But this one, as long as he thinks of the background energy behind her, he can't afford to offend a small counselor at all.

The scene was a little awkward and a little weird.

All the students looked at the counselor on the podium, whose faces changed, which was a little beautiful and a little funny. But nothing was spoken.

After a moment, the girl seemed to have enough, and then sat down in an empty seat in the back.

Seeing that this aunt and grandmother were finally a little more normal, counselor Wang Song also secretly sighed.

Since it's all disturbed, let's talk about something now.

"Today, there is a new student in our class, her name is ······ Su Qin. ”

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