Murong Mingyue leaned against a dead peach tree, looking at the sky in a daze, it had been a long time!

Winter on the savannah always comes earlier.

The north wind was cold, blowing Murong Mingyue's cheeks red, and also blowing her heart.

Bang! Bang!

Murong Mingyue's fist slammed into the peach tree behind her one by one, only the pain could make her irritable mood feel better for the time being.

"The sky is clear and blue, and there are no clouds, just like this heart, empty. ”

Sun Mo wanted to be literary and artistic, but what he said was dry.

Murong Mingyue heard the stranger's voice and left directly, her deerskin boots trampling on the dry branches, making a click-click-click sound.

"Murong, it's rare to meet, and they all like to watch the circulation of white clouds and dogs, why don't you chat?"

Sun Mo pretended to meet by chance, in fact, he had been looking for this cold woman for a long time.

With Sun Mo's current fame, don't be too simple to inquire about the origin of a teacher, after all, if nothing else, he will definitely become his colleague.

This is a quasi-grandmaster, many famous teachers will never have friends of this level in their lives, so they actively help.

Of course, they didn't expect to get Sun Mo's friendship, but at least they were familiar with each other, and they still hoped for it.

It's just that Sun Mo asked around, only to find that Murong Mingyue has very few friends, so it can be said that this is an extremely withdrawn woman.

If it is a sudden death, no one will find out for ten days and half a month.

Fortunately, Murong Mingyue is beautiful enough, and there are always some men who secretly pay attention to her.

The dormitory, library, classrooms, and this peach forest that has long since died are the places where Murong Mingyue has been active all year round.

"You scholars in the Central Plains, you are really full of male thieves and prostitutes, if you want to sleep with me, you can say ......"

Murong Mingyue glanced at Sun Mo with an unkind expression.

"It's worthy of being a barbarian, it's direct enough, I heard that on your prairie, there is a custom of robbing relatives, I don't know if you are qualified to participate?"

Sun Mo seemed to be steady, but he was already beating a drum in his heart.

It's over!

The pretending failed.

Anyway, this woman has eaten explosives, and her attitude is so impulsive?

If Murong Mingyue was not a quasi-grandmaster, Sun Mo really wanted to give up, looking at her face, it was obvious that she had been frozen here for a long time.

What's even more terrifying is that her right hand, because of beating the peach tree, the skin and flesh are scratched, and blood is flowing out.

Normal people, who would do such a thing?

It can't be an intermittent neuropathy, right?

Or is it?

Broken out of love?

Thinking of this, Sun Mo suddenly felt a little unhappy.

Murong Mingyue's figure, because she was wearing cotton clothes, couldn't see the size, but her appearance was so beautiful, just with this face, it was enough to make people obsessed.

As soon as she thought of this superb woman, who was already in love, Sun Mo wanted to beat her boyfriend.

Ay!

This damn possessiveness.

"I'm sorry, I don't like your face. ”

Murong Mingyue pursed her lips and looked Sun Mo up and down: "It's too ugly." ”

Sun Mo was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Do you want to be so straightforward? My self-esteem can't stand your trampling on it." ”

"Have the courage to chase a woman, but don't have the courage to listen to a woman's bad words?"

Murong Mingyue despised it.

"Then tell me, how handsome and good your boyfriend is, which makes you sad here?"

Sun Mo touched his cheek.

"Boyfriend?"

Murong Mingyue frowned, there was no such word in the barbarian's dictionary, but such a simple and easy-to-understand word did not prevent her from understanding.

"I didn't. ”

Murong Mingyue didn't actually intend to explain, but as a woman who was clear and jade, she didn't want to be misunderstood.

"Then you have it now, what do you think of me?"

Sun Mo quipped.

Bang!

Murong Mingyue had a cold face, stared at Sun Mo, and blasted the peach tree next to him with a punch.

Sawdust flies, like winter snow.

"Master Sun, what do you want to do?"

Murong Mingyue asked.

"I'm just not angry, ordinary ugly don't deserve love?"

Sun Mo's tone was not angry.

Murong Mingyue turned around and left.

"Damn, what should I do now?"

Sun Mo was a little confused, what he did just now was completely based on the art of language he bought, the skills of chasing women, and so on.

Murong Mingyue was obviously in a bad mood, so he gaged and wanted to make the other party happy first, so that invisibly, the relationship would be enhanced.

But who knows, people don't eat this set.

"Handsome people, whatever they say, girls love to listen, ugly people, even if they say sweet words for a hundred days, it's useless, that's disgusting. ”

The system hehe.

"Can I smash it with money?"

Sun Mo rolled his eyes.

"Do you think this woman is short of money?"

The system despises.

Sun Mo pursed the corners of his mouth, too lazy to think of a routine, and was ready to stiffen: "Murong Mingyue, I want to dig you to work at a famous school in the Central Plains." ”

Hearing this shout and feeling the sincerity in it, Murong Mingyue stopped instead, if he could leave Fulong and start a new life, it would be good, but ......

"As long as you are willing to come, you can mention the conditions as you like. ”

Sun Mo went out.

Murong Mingyue turned around and looked at Sun Mo more than twenty meters away, his eyes were really bright, he was a man with ideals, momentum, and pursuits.

Not like me......

"You Central Plains people, don't you like to write poems the most, right? Then you can compose a poem within ten breaths, make it, and make it satisfactory to me, and I will go with you." ”

After Murong Mingyue finished speaking, she began to count down.

Ten!

Nine!

......

"Wait, what's your standard of satisfaction?"

Sun Mo wanted to delay time, but Murong Mingyue didn't answer at all, and her cold voice spit out lonely numbers.

This dead peach blossom forest is even more lonely.

", do you think you are Cao Pi? and let me become a poem in seven steps?"

Sun Moxin said, if I were Cao Zhi, I would make a poem about a bird, and I would strangle Cao Pi to death first.

Five!

Four!

......

Not to mention the modern people who have no literary background for a long time, even in ancient times, those who can make poems in ten breaths are all amazing poets.

So Sun Mo racked his brains.

"It's time. ”

Murong Mingyue glanced at Sun Mo and turned to leave.

Now, you should be more interesting, right?

"Floating life is like electricity in an instant. ”

Sun Mo Lang voiced.

To be honest, if he hadn't loved reading when he was young, or if he gave Sun Mo a hundred seconds, he wouldn't have thought of a poem that would have suited the situation.

You must know that poetry is the most important artistic conception, and if you don't read it in that scene, the charm will be greatly reduced.

Murong Mingyue was surprised, did you really do it?

And this sentence is quite imposing, and wait for him to continue.

"The painting building lives up to the beauty!"

Murong Mingyue frowned slightly, her artistic conception was acceptable, but listening to this meaning, it was like a love poem!

"I don't know if I will see each other in the next life?

After Sun Mo finished chanting, he revisited it, it should be quite appropriate, then all that remains is to speculate on the questions that Murong Mingyue might ask, and then give a reasonable explanation.

It's just that Sun Mo was too worried.

Although Murong Mingyue is a grassland woman, she is also familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, has read a lot of poems and songs, and has a very high ability to appreciate literature.

There is nothing surprising in the first two sentences of this poem, but as soon as the third or fourth sentences come out, the feelings described are instantly sincere and hot.

There is no chance in this life, and in the next life, I met by chance, but it was the man who liked it to the bones!

In just four sentences, Murong Mingyue made up a love story, immersed in it, and forgot to talk to Sun Mo.

"Tsk, girls are really sentimental and like this kind of beautiful love. ”

Sun Mo pouted.

After waiting for a few minutes, Sun Mo smiled and asked, "How?"

"It's all vernacular, and it's not literal!"

Murong Mingyue commented: "It's just ten breaths of time, and it's not bad to be able to make this kind of poem." ”

In fact, as a woman on the prairie, although Murong Mingyue was born graceful and a small jasper type, she still has the unrestrained and enthusiasm of the barbarians in her bones.

For gorgeous and beautiful words, such as Luoxia and lonely birds flying together, autumn water and the sky are the same color, Murong Mingyue does not appreciate it very much, but likes this kind of concise and straightforward poetry.

If they love you, they will elope with you, and if they hate you, they will never be again.

"Welcome to Zhongzhou University!"

Sun Mo flowed out eight white teeth, smiling kindly, with Murong Mingyue, the school's competitiveness will definitely increase greatly.

"Wait, did I say I'm satisfied?"

Murong Mingyue's expression was cold, but in her heart, seeing that Sun Mo's smile instantly lost and turned into a bitter gourd face, she actually wanted to laugh.

The irritability and depression of the past few days have finally dissipated a lot.

"Hey, don't be so tricky!"

Sun Mo had a headache: "What do you want?"

"Master Sun, do you really want to dig me?"

Murong Mingyue looked at Sun Mo's eyes seriously, although she didn't understand why a trainee teacher wanted to help other schools dig herself, but it didn't matter.

"Yes!"

Sun Mo nodded heavily: "The conditions are up to you!"

"If I go to Zhongzhou Academy, it will bring ruin to it, are you sure you still want to dig me?"

Murong Mingyue asked.

"Yes!"

At this time, he couldn't hesitate, but in Sun Mo's heart, there was a drum, what was the matter with this woman? Could it be that she was the principal candidate of Fulong Academy?

If that's the case, poaching her by yourself will indeed lead to a big war between the two schools.

Listening to Sun Mo's categorical answer, Murong Mingyue was stunned, a little surprised, and then smiled faintly and touched the peach tree next to her.

"Okay, if you can make the peach blossoms here bloom again, I will go to the Central Plains with you and die for Zhongzhou School for the rest of my life. ”

After Murong Mingyue finished speaking, she lost any interest in talking and turned to leave.

Sun Mo, you are too naïve!

You don't know anything about me, so you dare to dig me?

You're going to die!

If you're smarter, stop pestering me.

"Is there a time limit?"

Sun Mo looked at the dead peach tree and shouted.

"Three months!"

Murong Mingyue turned around: "If you can't do it, you have to leave Fulong Academy immediately." ”

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Sun Mo smiled: "If I do it, you will be my person in this life." ”

"Maniac!"

Murong Mingyue muttered, this peach forest was planted by the principal's wife a few years ago, and she wanted to ask for a good omen for the peach and plum all over the world, but it was too cold on the prairie to be suitable for the growth of peach trees at all, so they all froze to death.