"Tell me about you, how old you are, you can't study hard, learn from people's early love, and write love letters!"

As soon as Ji Qingxi regained consciousness, such a large paragraph was poured into his ears.

She subconsciously brushed away the hand against her forehead: "I didn't." ”

"None? Is this black and white text difficult to fake? ”

After listening to this passage, Ji Qingxi got used to this bizarre room.

What shocked her even more was that everything she saw in her eyes was something she had never seen before!

As the Emperor of Yaoyue Kingdom, she thought she was knowledgeable enough, but now she couldn't name everything she saw.

Where has she been?

The only thing she still has memory is that she couldn't sleep in the middle of the night when she was angry with the prince's article last night, and she was woken up by the man in front of her as soon as she closed her eyes.

"Why don't you speak? Keep quibbling! ”

"This ...... Childe, this is really not my writing. Ji Qingxi defended that although the words in front of her were missing arms and legs, she could still make them, but her words could not be so ugly.

I think her handwriting was still praised by the saint!

"Childe?" The teacher looked at Ji Qingxi suspiciously: "I'm still an adult!" Ji Qingxi, you really did everything to avoid responsibility, are you going to say that you have amnesia next? ”

Ji Qingxi looked at him: "Are you an adult?" I don't know where the official residence is? ”

"Snort."

As soon as she finished speaking, an inopportune sneer rang out.

She could recognize the sound even if it turned to ashes!

She turned her head and glared at the man who was standing lazily not far from her: "Jimo Yan! You designed it all? ”

Men wear loose fancy dresses, but the handsomeness of the face is good, even this kind of fancy dress can hold up.

Jimo Yan was reluctant to talk to her more.

This appearance angered Ji Qingxi, and she walked in front of Jimo Yan: "Don't think that you are the prince and you can do whatever you want, let me out quickly, otherwise when I enlighten the emperor, you will definitely not be able to eat and go around!" ”

The head teacher who was watching from the side was shocked, this prince has come out? This kid shouldn't be stupid to watch costume dramas, right?

"Ji Qingxi, you wrote love letters to others, and now you are threatening others? Do you still have a royal law? "The head teachers have been led astray.

Ji Qingxi was angry when she thought of the prince who was disobedient, and it was not difficult for her to understand the love letter, but to write a love letter to him? Is it possible!

"How could I write him a love letter? I'm his teacher, and he just wants to play tricks on me! Ji Qingxi gritted his teeth and said.

"Are you or my teacher? With your second-to-last grade, will you be your teacher? "This time it was Jimo Yan's turn to get angry.

Ji Qingxi glared at him: "Even if you don't want to admit it, I'm also your teacher!" ”

The head teacher couldn't stand it: "I'll let you be a teacher, let you be a teacher!" ”

He gave Ji Qingxi a brain meltdown: "It's not enough to fall in love, but also play teacher-student love?" ”

Ji Qingxi covered her forehead and stared at the head teacher with wide eyes, not to mention that this appearance is really distressing, provided that there is no colorful hair that kills Matt.

The head teacher had a headache when he looked at this hair: "Don't pester other people's Jimo Yan, promise the teacher to study hard in the future." ”

Ji Qingxi is so angry, will she entangle Jimo Yan? If it weren't for the emperor's fate, this killing would be where to go!

She glanced at the paper in the head teacher's hand again: "I can prove that I didn't write it, because my words are not like this at all." ”

The head teacher was amused by her, "Wait until I compare your homework." ”

After saying this, he suddenly remembered that the girl in front of him had not handed in a single homework since the beginning of school.

The head teacher, who had a headache, took out a pen and paper: "You write it to me." ”

Ji Qingxi looked at the paper in front of him and didn't move.

Jimo Yan Liangliang, who was standing behind, said: "Admit it, it's not a big deal, I receive more love letters every day, and there are no more of them." ”

Ji Qingxi was so angry, "Is this a problem that you don't care about?" Writing you love letters, this is a stain on my life, how can I be forced to admit it! ”

Jimo Yan's face darkened: "Then you write!" ”

"What about pen and ink? If you don't have an inkstone, you don't have pen and ink, how can I write? Ji Qingxi felt that Jimo Yan was making things difficult.

"Teacher, do you have a brush and ink? I'd like to see what she's up to! Jimo Yan stared at her.

Not to be outdone, Ji Qingxi glared back.

Jimo Yan sneered, "If you are doing this to get my attention, then you are destined to be disappointed!" ”

Ji Qingxi sighed: "Don't let me go out, otherwise it's not as simple as being disappointed!" ”

The head teacher looked at the two people who were facing each other, and he couldn't get it for a while, could it be that this love letter was really forged?

Fortunately, there was a teacher in the office who loved calligraphy, so he borrowed his brush and ink and placed them on the desk: "Write." ”

Ji Qingxi rolled up his sleeves and dipped his pen in ink.

Not to mention, the moment she picked up the pen, her posture changed, and she looked at the paper in front of her seriously, waiting for the ink to stop dripping.

I saw her put down the pen, the pen walked the dragon, and soon the words of the three dragons flying and phoenix dancing appeared on the paper.

The font is sharp, the pen is sharp, at first glance, if you don't know which one you think is the work.

The head teacher was shocked, he never thought that there were such people in his class.

Even Jimo Yan's eyes widened slightly, this character could not be written so well without years of practice.

Ji Qingxi was very satisfied with the words she wrote, you must know that she would write these three words as long as she was angry, and she was thinking about how to learn the owner of the name while writing, so these three words were her best at it.

She finished writing: "How is it, now it is clear?" That love letter wasn't written by me at all. To prove herself, she wrote several other words.

"I'm afraid you've practiced these three words the longest, right?" Jimo Yan asked, pointing to his name.

Ji Qingxi: "......" is a killer, and the angle of seeing things is still so tricky!

Jimo Yan hooked his lips slightly: "I practice my name when I practice calligraphy, and you still quibble that it is not a love letter written by you!" ”

Seeing that the two of them were about to quarrel again, the head teacher hurriedly stopped: "Okay, get back for me, forget it this time, don't have a next time!" ”

Ji Qingxi glanced at Jimo Yan: "Did you hear that?" Don't have a next time! ”

After speaking, she looked at the head teacher: "This lord, you are really as wise as a torch, and you know that all this is his conspiracy!" ”

Jimo Yan and the head teacher: "......"

The head teacher looked at the two who left and rubbed his swollen forehead, why was he so unlucky and was assigned to the worst class F as the head teacher?

Look, what are these students?

He was about to put Ji Qingxi's ink treasure away, when the head teacher of Class A walked in.

He saw the calligraphy and said with a smile: "Yo, where did this calligraphy come from, it seems that you already know that the calligraphy master is coming to our school for an open class, and you have prepared in advance?" ”