Bo Yan raised his eyes and snorted: "Get out of the way, don't you see that the master is busy?" ”

"Busy? What are you busy with? The man pursed his lips disdainfully, "I haven't come back for two years, and I don't even recognize my brother when I come back!" You're a man, really! ”

Bo Yan raised his lips: "What's wrong with my brother?" Where is it important to have a daughter-in-law? ”

"Yo! I want to marry a daughter-in-law! I heard that Bo Ge Lao is planning to choose a daughter-in-law for you at the birthday banquet this time, you are going to be happy, right? The man squeezed his eyebrows at Bo Yan, and didn't pay attention to Feng Fenghua at all.

Bo Yan snorted: "Of course! ”

Seeing that Bo Yan agreed so happily, the man couldn't help laughing and said, "Bo Yan, do you know how ashamed you are!" ”

Bo Yan raised his eyebrows: "I don't know!" ”

The man looked even more helpless: "Okay, since I'm back, how about going to Baihualou for a drink after school in a while?" ”

Bo Yan glanced at Feng Fenghua: "Tong Yeming, how can you say such a thing?!" How can you go to a place like Baihualou? ”

"Isn't it! Are you going to be good? Tong Yeming's face was full of surprise, as if he had seen a ghost.

Bo Yan snorted at him: "What do you mean to be good?" When have you ever been to that kind of place? Tong Yeming, don't talk nonsense! ”

Tong Yeming saw him like this, but he kept laughing: "Okay, good, our graceful, handsome and dashing Bo Gongzi has never been to Baihualou, I have been there, is it done?" ”

His words caused all the sons and brothers around him to laugh.

"In that case, let's go to the Drunken Immortal Tower? This time, can Bo Gongzi go? Tong Yeming smiled and asked more.

Bo Yan glanced at Feng Fenghua again, and then snorted very disdainfully: "Go and go!" ”

The crowd laughed again.

The group of people began to talk in a loud voice, and it seemed that they did not even pay attention to the old man sitting at the desk.

The old man was not annoyed, and came over with a smile: "I want to drink!" Bring me the old man, how? ”

As soon as he spoke, Tong Yeming realized that the person was already standing behind him, and he couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

How did this old man get here? He didn't even notice it!

Bo Yan's face still had that lazy smile: "Okay! But I don't know what to call the Master? ”

The old man smiled: "The old man's surname is Yuan, just call Old Man Yuan." ”

The old man surnamed Yuan......

Several people couldn't help but be stunned.

"May I ask if the master is Mr. Yuan Muwen Yuan?" Nangong Shang got up and respectfully bowed to Old Man Yuan.

Old man Yuan waved his hand: "What is Mr. not Mr." ”

Feng Fenghua looked at Old Man Yuan's appearance and knew that he didn't like Nangong Shang.

Yuan Muwen, after all, is an old man who has lived for more than a hundred years, he has seen through the world, and he is extremely accurate in seeing people. He should have seen that Nangong Shang's warmth was all disguised, right?

Hypocrites are always more terrible than real villains.

Feng Fenghua smiled slightly, still reading with his head down.

Bo Yan leaned his head over again: "Huahua, let's go together, shall we?" ”

Feng Fenghua raised her eyes and rolled her eyes at him, is he familiar with her? Why do you want to go with him?

Tong Yeming saw that Bo Yan had been leaning towards Feng Fenghua, and he couldn't understand it.

He pulled Bo Yan's clothes: "Hey, Bo Yan, what are you asking a girl to do?" ”

Bo Yan snorted: "You care about me!" ”

Old man Yuan smiled and stroked his beard, and sat down on the desk of the podium again in the blink of an eye.

"Alright, the discussion is over, let's start the lesson."

I had just seen Old Man Yuan's unfathomable kung fu and knew his identity, but no one in the class was talking anymore.

Old man Yuan looked at Hua Hua with a smile: "I'll ask a question first, test you." ”

All the students raised their heads to look at Old Man Yuan.

Old man Yuan smiled mysteriously: "You are all the best in Mingde Academy, let me ask you, what is the comparison." ”

Metaphor?

What is this?

Everyone turned their heads to look at the people around them suspiciously, and they all saw a trace of doubt in each other's eyes.

Feng Fenghua frowned slightly.

It's a very modern word. She has been at Centennial College for two years, and this is the first time she has heard of it!

"Well, that classmate, you can answer." Old man Yuan pointed his fingers.