Absolute Great Teacher Chapter 833: An impossible bet!

Murong Mingyue leaned on a dead peach tree, staring at the sky in a daze, for a long time!

The winter on the prairie always comes earlier.

The cold north wind blushed Murong Mingyue's cheeks and chilled her heart.

Boom! boom! boom!

Murong Mingyue's fist beats the peach tree behind her, only pain can make her feel irritable and improve temporarily.

"The clear blue sky, cloudless, like this heart, empty."

Sun Mo wanted to literary arts, but what he said was dry.

Murong Mingyue heard the stranger's voice and went straight away. Her deerskin boots broke the dry branches and made a click.

"Murong, it's rare to meet, and I like to watch the white clouds and dogs, why don't you have a 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, it should not be too simple to find out the origin of a teacher. After all, he will definitely become his colleague.

This is a prospective master. Many famous teachers will never have friends of this level in their lives, so they actively help.

Of course, they didn't want to get Sun Mo's friendship, but at least they were familiar with each other, they were still very hopeful.

It's just that Sun Mo asked around and found out that Murong Mingyue had very few friends. It can be said that this is an extremely lonely woman.

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

Fortunately, Murong Mingyue is beautiful enough, there are always some men who are secretly watching her.

The dormitory, library, classroom, and this long dead peach grove are the places where Murong Mingyue spends all year round.

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

Murong Mingyue glanced at Sun Mo, her expression unkind.

"You are a savage, straightforward enough. I heard that you have a custom of snatching relatives on the prairie. I wonder if you are eligible to participate in it?"

Sun Mo seemed to be steady, but he was already playing drums in his heart.

It's over! That's it!

The pretense failed.

By the way, this woman has taken dynamite, so her attitude?

If Murong Mingyue is not the quasi-grandmaster, Sun Mo really wants to give up. Looking at her face, it has obviously been frozen here for a long time.

What's even more frightening is that her right hand was scratched because of the peach tree being beaten, and blood was flowing out.

Normal people, who would do such a thing?

Isn't it an intermittent neuropathy?

Still?

Lost in love?

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

Murong Mingyue's figure, because she is wearing a cotton coat, can't see the size, but the appearance is so beautiful, just with this face, it is enough to make people obsessed.

Thinking that this superb woman is already in love, Sun Mo wanted to beat her boyfriend.

Hey!

This **** possessiveness.

"Sorry, I don't like your face."

Murong Mingyue curled his lips and looked at Sun Mo up and down: "It's ugly."

Sun Mo was taken aback, followed by a wry smile: "Would you like to be so straightforward? My pride can't stand your trampling."

"You have the courage to chase a woman, and you have the courage to listen to her evil words?"

Murong Mingyue despised.

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

Sun Mo touched his cheek.

"Boyfriend?"

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

"I don't have one."

Murong Mingyue didn't actually intend to explain, but as a frosty woman, she didn't want to be misunderstood.

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

Sun Mo joked.

Boom!

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

Sawdust is flying, like winter snow.

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

Murong Mingyue asked.

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

Sun Mo's tone was not angry.

Murong Mingyue turned around and left.

"Fuck, what should I do now?"

Sun Mo was a little confused. His response just now was based entirely on the art of language, the skills of chasing women, and so on.

Murong Mingyue is obviously in a bad mood, so he gags and wants to make the other party happy first, so that it will enhance the relationship invisibly.

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

"Handsome people, girls love to hear what they say, ugly people, even if they say sweet words for a hundred days, it’s useless, that’s disgusting."

The system ha ha.

"Can I smash 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, and was too lazy to think about routines, and prepared to insist: "Murong Mingyue, I want to dig you to a prestigious school in Central Plains."

Hearing this shout and feeling the sincerity in it, Murong Mingyue stopped, 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 any conditions."

Sun Mo gave it up.

Murong Mingyue turned around and looked at Sun Mo, who was more than twenty meters away. His eyes were really brilliant. He was a man with ideals, motivation and pursuit.

Unlike me...

"You people in the Central Plains, don’t you like to chant poems the most, right? Then you are within ten breaths, make a poem, do it, and I’m satisfied, I’ll follow you."

After Murong Mingyue finished speaking, the countdown began.

Ten!

Nine!

……

"Wait, what is 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.

"Fuck, do you think you are Cao Pi? You let me make a poem in seven steps?"

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

Five!

Four!

……

Don't say modern people who have no literary cultivation for a long time, even those who can do ten breaths of poetry in ancient times are also amazing poets.

So Sun Mo racked his brains.

"Time is up."

Murong Mingyue glanced at Sun Mo, then turned and left.

Now, should you be more interesting?

"Floating life dies like electricity in an instant."

Sun Mo said loudly.

To tell the truth, if he had loved reading when he was young, or gave Sun Mo a hundred seconds, he would never have thought of a poem suitable for the occasion.

Be aware that poetry is the most important thing in artistic conception. If you don't read it out in that scene, the charm will be greatly reduced.

Murong Mingyue is surprised, have you really done it?

Moreover, this sentence is quite vigorous, wait for him to continue.

"The painting house disappoints the beauty!"

Murong Mingyue's brows are slightly frowned, and the mood is acceptable, but listening to this, it looks like a love poem!

"Will you meet in the unknown next life? Mo Shangfeng is still young!"

Sun Moyin finished, he recollected it, it should be a good time, then the rest is to speculate about Murong Mingyue's possible questions, and then give a reasonable explanation.

It's just that Sun Mo was worried.

Although Murong Mingyue is a prairie woman, she is also familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, and has read many poems and songs, and she has a very high literary appreciation ability.

There is nothing surprising about the first two sentences of this poem, but as soon as the three or four sentences come out, the feelings described instantly become sincere and hot.

No destiny in this life, but in the next life, we met by chance, but it is the man who likes to his bones!

With 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 curled his lips.

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

"Through the vernacular, there is no literary talent!"

Murong Mingyue commented: "It's not bad to be able to make this kind of poem in just ten breaths."

In fact, as a woman on the prairie, although Murong Mingyue was born graceful and graceful, she is of the kind of Xiaojiabiyu, but in her bones she still has the unrestrained and passionate barbarians.

Murong Mingyue doesn't appreciate the gorgeous and beautiful vocabulary, such as the sunset and the lonely bird flying together, and the autumn water, the sky is the same color.

If I love you, I will run away with you, and if I hate you, I will never contact you again.

"Welcome to join Zhongzhou Academy!"

Sun Mo has eight white teeth and smiles cordially. With Murong Mingyue, the school's competitiveness will surely increase.

"Wait, did I say you are satisfied?"

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

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

"Hey, don't bring such a joke!"

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

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

Murong Mingyue looked at Sun Mo's eyes seriously~IndoMTL.com~ Although I don't understand why an intern teacher should help other schools to dig himself, it doesn't matter.

"Yes!"

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

"If I go to Zhongzhou Academy, it will bring disaster to the top, are you sure you want to dig me?"

Murong Mingyue asked.

"Yes!"

At this time, you can't hesitate, but in Sun Mo's heart, there is a drum, what's the matter with this woman? Is it the principal candidate that Fulong College focuses on training?

If that were the case, poaching her yourself would indeed trigger a war between the two schools.

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

"Well, if you can make the peach blossom here bloom again, I will follow you to the Central Plains, and I will serve the Zhongzhou Academy all my life."

Murong Mingyue finished speaking, no longer interested in talking, turned and left.

Sun Mo, you are too naive!

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

You will die!

If you are smarter, stop pestering me.

"Is there a time limit?"

Sun Mo looked at the dead peach tree and called out.

"Three months!"

Murong Mingyue turned her head: "If you can't do it, you must leave Fulong Academy immediately."

"Okay, it's a deal!"

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

"Crazy!"

Murong Mingyue murmured, this peach forest was planted by the principal's wife a few years ago. I want a good sign that peaches and plums are all over the world, but the prairie is too cold for peach trees to grow, so All froze to death.

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