"I really think that I am Na and Liang Shanbo, I will definitely bring Zhu Yingtai home non-stop!" The second turn was crying. "It's just a tyrannical thing."

"So did they die in the end? Did you become a butterfly? What does a butterfly look like? "Pretty boy's eyes are wet.

This tear is low.

Lin Feixi pouted.

"It's dead, Liang Shanbo finally knew that Zhu Yingtai was the little ninth sister, only to find that his heart had already fallen in love with Zhu Yingtai, but how could it be difficult to become a lover, in ancient times, women were the most important name, and divorce was a stain that could not be washed away for a lifetime. Liang Shanbo left sadly, and soon died of depression, and after Zhu Yingtai knew, he went away martyred. The two of them turned into butterflies and became pairs of wings. ”

"Hmph~, what are you talking nonsense?" As soon as Song Lanxi walked to the door, he heard someone making a lot of nonsense, stepping on high heels, walking domineeringly, and stood in front of Lin Feixi.

Nonsense? Scold!

Who the hell is talking nonsense again!

Lin Feixi stood up. "I'm not talking nonsense, are you making it up again?"

"Who are you, I am Shen Lanxi, a doctoral student in ancient literature at the first university, and I have confirmed that I will stay in school as a professor, who are you? Dare to say I'm making it up? ”

"I ......" Lin Feixi was embarrassed, she said that she was a graduate of Capital Medical College, does anyone believe her?

Seeing that Lin Feixi didn't speak for a long time, Shen Lanxi thought that Lin Feixi was timid, "Hehe, I can't tell it, right, which horn came out, this is the latest translation from our Institute of Ancient Literature." You, a person who doesn't know anything, who doesn't even dare to report the name of your own school, how can you have the confidence to speak here. Really, uneducated! ”

Uneducated? Lin Feixi's face darkened.

The people who scolded this sentence saw too much, and the old man with his face scolded him.

"Listen, me, University of Carrytown! Postdoctoral! Lin Feixi thought that if she didn't cross, according to her level, she would definitely be a doctoral student at Capital Medical College, and it would depend on whether she was happy or not.

"What kind of pheasant university is that, it's not well-known, don't come out and be ashamed."

"Cowardly, this lady! What you don't know is not necessarily that people are not famous, and it may be that you are too low to reach the level! It's because you're lonely, okay?! ”

Mo Jiaqi: "......." She doesn't seem to know that there is such a university.

Second turn: "........" He doesn't seem to know.

Pretty boy: "........" She is very lonely and unheard.

"Why are you not convinced? Look at your shallow knowledge, you don't even know the University of Carrytown, what kind of ancient literature do you study, if I want to die, you will find a piece of tofu and kill it. ”

"You ......"

"What are you, you don't go out if you haven't read. What are you bragging, do you know "Meng Jiangnu"? Do you know "The Legend of the White Snake"? Do you know "The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl"?"

Meng Jiangnu? The Legend of the White Snake? The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl? Shen Lanxi only felt that these words were very familiar, wasn't it that her father often discussed research topics with her eldest brother?

My mind began to be chaotic, and I heard my father say that these four things were the four major love stories in China during the ancient earth period.

But very few people know about it now.

Due to the appearance of zombies, the 500-year-long zombie rebellion has caused a terrible fault in human civilization.

Listening to Lin Feixi's aggressiveness, Shen Lanxi couldn't help but feel empty.

Although she is a Ph.D. from the First University, her grandfather is the principal of the First University.

The story of "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai" was also peeked at by her eldest brother from his desk.