She lowered her eyes and said in a light tone, "Nothing." ”

"Is your master He Yong?" Old man Mu blew his beard and glared.

"Who is He Yong?"

"A master of calligraphy, a world-famous calligrapher, don't you know him?"

"I haven't heard of it."

Old man Mu is happy, and he is happy.

Oh, he has been suppressed by He Yong for so many years, no matter where he goes, as long as the calligraphy is mentioned, He Yong's name is indispensable, I didn't expect that there were still people who didn't know him, and Old Man Mu suddenly felt angry.

Cheng Mi, "......"

She's never heard a person's name, so are you so happy, grandpa?

After writing the core values of socialism once, Cheng Mi put down his pen, "Grandpa, I'll go back to school first." ”

She's skipped class for the third day, and it's time to go back.

Although Old Man Mu was reluctant, he was important to study, so he asked Mu Zhihan to send her.

In the car, Mu Zhihan and Cheng Mi sat in the back seat, one left and one right, separated by the Chu River and Han realm.

Thinking of the man's convulsions last night, Cheng Mi moved to the side, and his body almost touched the car door.

With such an obvious avoidance of suspicion, Mu Zhihan's eyes sank, and the car was suddenly extremely oppressive.

Looking at the girl who avoided him like a plague, and then thinking of her delicate smile when she mentioned that the master taught her calligraphy, so intimate and natural, and her tone was like a coquette, he was irritated for no reason.

"Who is your master?" The tone was soft, and the words seemed to be careless, but Cheng Mi didn't have a cold breath to climb up his spine.

How...... How does it feel a bit like Xingshi asking for sin?

Delusion, it must be an illusion.

"You don't know."

The man still had a casual and noble expression, but Cheng Mi sensed a strong sense of oppression.

What's going on, who is her master is about him.

"Young Master, Young Madam, school has arrived."

Just as the car stopped, Cheng Mi hurriedly opened the door and rushed out of the car with his schoolbag.

It's terrible, this man, she died once, and her awe of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not diminished but increased!

Mu Zhihan still maintained the posture just now, but the air pressure around him was a little lower, which frightened Mu Bai in front of him to sit in danger.

He shouldn't have stopped at this time......

"Find out who Cheng Mi's master is."

There is no temperature sound, and the sour taste is full.

Mu Bai replied, but he was muttering in his heart, didn't the young master care about Cheng Mi, why did he investigate her affairs.

Cheng Mi walked into the classroom, and the originally noisy environment was instantly silent.

Everyone looked at each other and returned to their seats.

It seemed disgusting to look at her.

"Classmate Cheng, please come out."

Before Cheng Mi sat down, he heard someone outside the door screaming, and the wrinkles on the principal's face turned into a chrysanthemum that had been exploded, and he looked at her amiably.

The crowd turned their heads to each other, not knowing what was happening.

"What's the matter?" Cheng Mi walked out and leaned against the wall nonchalantly.

"That's right, just now Old Man Mu called and said that he wanted to make you a nightstay."

Cheng Mi almost fell to the ground, "What did you say?" ”

Overnight?!

The forehead is a god, which means that she has to look up and see her rival every day!

Forget it when you're dead.

"Yes, the formalities have been completed."

"You wait."

Cheng Mi hurriedly took out the phone and dialed Old Man Mu, "Grandpa, just now the principal said that you helped me stay out?" ”

The principal's eyelids raised slightly, but he didn't expect her to have a relationship with the Mu family, ancestors, aunts and grandmothers.