On the other side, when he went downstairs and went straight to the cafeteria, he saw Qiaosheng standing at the door with breakfast in his hand, and the half of his calf that was inadvertently exposed was white and tender.

Ning Pingle was not interested in this, he had seen such a scene many times in his memory.

He stepped forward to take breakfast, swallowed the buns and roasted wheat in two or three bites, drank up the soy milk, and threw the garbage behind the trash can at the door, then looked at her and said:

"Why did you become a counselor at Tiandu University?"

Jiang Meng said lightly:

"You don't know? I thought you were avoiding me on purpose. ”

Ning Pingle found a reason, and opened his mouth to come:

"No, I didn't go to the previous class meetings because of something, I really don't know when the counselor of our class was replaced by you."

Jiang Meng nodded, reluctantly accepting Ning Pingle's explanation.

She came to a woman's car, her lips twitching:

"What are you still looking at, you have a little too much to do today."

Ning Pingle spread his hands and didn't speak, but he went to open the door of the passenger seat, sat in, adjusted a comfortable angle, leaned on his body, and entered the state of uncle.

In the thin morning light, the car left the campus and shuttled through the traffic, heading towards the commercial street near the university town.

At the beginning, Ning Pingle didn't speak indifferently.

It wasn't until he had passed through the busiest section of the road that he said nonchalantly:

"You're not afraid of misunderstandings from the students you led."

Jiang Meng said casually:

"Misunderstanding? What is there to misunderstand. ”

Ning Pingle looked at the scenes of rapid regression outside the car window, and felt a sense of unreality for a while.

But he quickly adjusted his mood and muttered:

"Of course, I was pulled away on the spot by an ascetic beauty with long and round legs like ivory in front of my roommates, and I didn't know that I thought you and I were going to go to the entire marriage certificate, and then eloped and ran away!"

"You can keep it and tell Iliyue about it, maybe she'll be happy to hear it."

Jiang Meng's voice did not carry a trace of emotion, but Ning Pingle, who glanced at her, still saw that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised.

"Heh~ This woman, there are some outrageous good words, and they can move people's hearts more than cowardly responses."

If you really want to talk about it, before they crossed over, Ning Pingle and Jiang Meng really knew each other, and they could even be said to be quite familiar.

Those who don't know him well can't see his flowery appearance.

At that time, he and Yi Liyue were studying in the same class in junior high school, and there was a trainee teacher for a while, and he was still good-looking, but his temperament was a little colder, and he didn't like to talk much.

It's a pity that many boys before college prefer the kind of female teachers who have just married or even after pregnancy to be simply good-looking.

It's shameful to say, at that time, I don't know how many boys got the prime minister's Wei Wu's legacy, and in the middle of the night, it was even more quietly like a dream, and they woke up in a mess.

But even if Cao Thief is prevalent, Jiang Meng, who came to intern back then, has still become a youth that many people can't go back to, but it is too cold, and some students are so cold that they dare not approach.

Orizuki, who has always had some social fear, was unusually able to talk more to this trainee teacher.

It was also after Yi Liyue and Jiang Meng chatted that Ning Pingle learned that sometimes some people seem to be difficult to communicate, but in fact they may just be silent.

Later, when the woman left school, Erizuki cried so hard that it took him a while to comfort her.

Just as Ning Pingle's soul was flying out of the sky, Jiang Meng spoke:

"It's here, get off."

"So, you left because you became a sorcerer?"

After Ning Pingle got out of the car, he sat on the hood and turned his face to look at her.

In his own world, for what reason Jiang Meng left, Ning Ping couldn't tell.

But in the parallel time and space of Great Xia, Jiang Meng's departure was probably because of his identity as a sorcerer, right?

Jiang Meng didn't answer directly, but just said:

"Advanced tea restaurant, someone will come later."

The two entered the tea restaurant like this, found a private room to sit down, and ordered some refreshments.

It's also someone I knew in my previous life, although it's a parallel time and space, but some things that happened in the past should be pretty different, and there are still some topics to talk about between the two.

Jiang Meng also talked about her experience over the years.

As he expected, Jiang Meng had been a spell master a long time ago.

The sorcerer also has her own life, and it was true that she went to Ning Pingle's junior high school for an internship, but later because of some things in the sorcerer world, she left Coconut City and returned to Tiandu.

In fact, Ning Pingle was a little confused when he met this time, because he really didn't know that Jiang Meng had now become the counselor of his class.

"I don't want to!"

What he said before was really not a lie.

Jiang Meng was also a little embarrassed when talking about this matter, but this time he took the initiative to apply to find Ning Pingle, also because he hadn't seen him for a long time, and wanted to take this opportunity to catch up with him.

"Speaking of which, I was able to choose to join the organization this time, is it due to your part? I don't think Zhou Beimo looks like the kind of character who will eat salty radishes and worry about it. ”

Jiang Meng quietly glanced to the side, and without explaining, Ning Pingle knew that he had guessed correctly.

"Thanks, that helped me a lot."

Ning Pingle said seriously.

He is obviously not the kind of guy who will refuse the kindness of others, Jiang Meng actually thinks that it is good to enjoy the shade with his back against the big tree, so he helped him more.

Although the Twelve Flower Gods are in hand, Ning Pingle can solve most of the troubles in "Trickery" and reality, and the remaining small part of the problems, even if they enter the organization, may not be able to solve them.

Previously, in the [Wenwang Temple in Yili City], he showed the appearance of being prepared for danger in times of peace and being ordered to bear the burden of sealing Xiangliu...... Obviously, he didn't really think so, at least this great doctor's Ling Ran-like idea was not the main reason.

Execute the deal with Xiang Liu, and find a way to return to his hometown as soon as possible, on this basis, if he happens to be able to help this world and Great Xia, he doesn't mind making such a choice.

So he was very serious, Jiang Meng in this world inadvertently helped him solve a trouble, and his thanks to Jiang Meng were not lies.

"So, thank you for helping me."

When Ning Pingle said this, she turned her head to look at him in surprise and said:

"Why thank you, I'm still an acquaintance, and I have a good relationship with Yi Liyue, so I took the trouble to help someone."

Ning Pingle looked at her eyes, the eyes under the thick eyelashes were clear and translucent, and he knew that she was not lying, and he was almost moved for a while.

The two sat directly opposite the table, Ning Pingle vaguely remembered the junior high school days, he was sitting in the first row before he had grown up, and he could see her when he looked up, so that his appearance was a little blurry, but the long legs were still fresh in his memory.

Morning tea came up.

Perhaps the breakfast in the cafeteria didn't fill his stomach, and soon his attention was on morning tea.

Preserved egg and lean pork porridge, chilled mung bean soup, crystal shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, soup dumplings, money tripe, black pepper cowboy bones......

It's quite plentiful.

Halfway through eating, the spoon put on the chilled mung bean soup is touched accidentally.

Click~ is the sound of a spoon dropping.

At this point, the spoon rolled down to the cutter and came to a halt.

It was he who was facing the table, next to Jiang Meng's little feet.