Chapter 8 Classes
"Turning to the fifteenth page of the textbook, today we will talk about how to improve the realm after inducing qi into the body."
Lan Duoduo opened the textbook and found that Li Qiming beside him had not moved, and there was nothing on his desk.
Lan Duoduo leaned in front of Li Qiming and whispered, "Li Qiming, where are your books?" ”
Book?
He came to class and forgot to ask Takekage to help him prepare the book.
"I... I was worried about being late, and I forgot to bring it in a hurry. Qingyuan explained.
"Then look at me, if you are asked by the elders, you will be punished if you can't answer." Lan Duoduo moved his book in the direction of the boy, and the two of them huddled between the two tables to read.
There shouldn't be an elder who dares to let him answer questions, right? Qingyuan thought.
But he still looked down at the book, pretending to be reading.
"Can you see that?" Lan Duoduo took the book and moved towards Qing Yuan's side again.
Their shoulders and arms were next to each other.
Qing Yuan glanced sideways, and the two of them were next to each other's shoulders, and Lan Duoduo's side face was reading a book, and he quickly withdrew his gaze.
In the classroom, Elder Lin clearly saw the small movements between the two, and he was even more sure that the relationship between this little demon named Lan Duoduo and the mountain master was indeed extraordinary.
The mountain master actually came to the Lan Duoduo classroom to attend class, and he really looked at the textbook.
With the unfathomable cultivation of the Qingyuan Mountain Lord, do you still need to read the textbooks for introductory use?
Qingyuan sat in the classroom, as if he was really a student, and sat quietly in his seat in every class, except for Lan Duoduo occasionally saying a word or two to him, he should say a word or two.
It seemed serious, but in fact, he didn't listen to the elders' lessons.
Because of the existence of Qingyuan, the elders of the teaching thought that the mountain master was listening to the class this time to test their teaching ability. He was very serious about the lectures.
The atmosphere in the classroom reached a tense level at one point.
It wasn't until the end of the day that the tension disappeared.
Finally, there was no class, and Elder Lin seemed to have forgotten what had happened in the morning, put his hands behind his back, and strode away humming a little song.
Ye Qingmei wanted to remind Elder Lin about Lan Duoduo, but unfortunately she was anonymous and it was difficult to reveal her identity.
Elder Lin certainly remembered the anonymous letter he had received in the morning.
But Lan Duoduo was sitting next to the mountain master, and he hadn't reached the point where he had nothing to do.
So he didn't mention it and left directly.
The young man in Tsing Yi came out of the classroom and saw Ye Qingmei standing at the door in a daze, and said to her: "Ye Qingmei, what are you doing standing here, go back." ”
"Ji Ran, don't worry about me, don't worry about you!" She was in a bad mood, and when she saw Ji Ran, who had to pester her every day, she was in a worse mood.
"If my mother hadn't asked me to take care of you, I wouldn't have bothered to care about you."
"I don't need you to take care of me."
"That's good!" Ji Ran threw up his sleeves and left.
The girl on the side saw the two arguing, and stepped forward to persuade: "Light eyebrows, what does he say is also your childhood sweetheart's fiancé, why should you quarrel with him." ”
Ye Qingmei looked at Ji Ran's distant back and didn't speak.
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Everyone walked out of the classroom, and Lan Duoduo fell asleep on the table unconsciously because the elder spoke in the last class was really sleepy.
Qingyuan didn't wake her up, and also lay on the table, silently watching Lan Duoduo wait for her to wake up.
As the sun sets, the light in the classroom turns dim.
Lan Duoduo was lying on the table with her eyes closed, her eyelashes were long and curly, and her round cheeks were fleshy, looking very well-behaved.
made people want to reach out and poke it, Qingyuan thought so and did it.
His hand reached over and touched Lan Duoduo's cheek, tender and soft.
Qingyuan wanted to poke it a second time, but Lan Duoduo opened his eyes.