Chapter 833: An impossible bet!

Murong Mingyue leaned against a dead peach tree, staring at the sky in a daze, for a long time!
Winter on the prairie always comes earlier.
The cold north wind blushed Murong Mingyue's cheeks and also chilled her heart.
boom! boom! boom!
Murong Mingyue's fist slammed 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 and art, but what he said was dry.
Murong Mingyue heard the stranger's voice and went straight away. Her deerskin boots broke the dry tree branch and made a click.
"Murong, it's rare to meet him, and he all likes to watch Baiyun Canggu, why not 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.
However, after Sun Mo asked for a while, he discovered that Murong Mingyue had very few friends. It could be said that this was an extremely lonely woman.
If it belongs to sudden death, no one will find it for ten and a half months.
Fortunately, Murong Mingyue is beautiful enough, and 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, you really are full of male thieves and prostitutes, if you want to sleep with me, you can just say..."
Murong Mingyue glanced at Sun Mo, her expression unkind.
"It's a barbarian. It's direct 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 had already beaten the drums in his heart.
That's it! That's it!
The pretense failed.
By the way, this woman has taken dynamite, her attitude is so aggressive?
If Murong Mingyue was not the 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 more frightening is that her right hand was rubbed off from the peach tree and blood was flowing out.
Normal people, who would do such a thing?
Isn't it an intermittent neuropathy?
Or?
Lost in love?
Thinking of this, Sun Mo suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Murong Mingyue's figure, because she is wearing cotton clothes, can't see the size, but the appearance is so beautiful, just with this face, it is enough to make people obsessed.
As soon as he thought that this superb woman was 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 no energy to listen to a woman's evil words?"
Murong Mingyue despised.
"Then tell me, how handsome and good is your boyfriend that makes you feel sad here?"
Sun Mo touched his cheek.
"boyfriend?"
Murong Mingyue frowned. There was no such word in the Barbarians' dictionary, but such a simple and easy-to-understand word did not prevent her from understanding.
"I do not have."
Murong Mingyue actually didn't 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.
The sawdust was 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 listen to whatever they say, ugly people, even if they talk sweet words for a hundred days, it's useless, that's disgusting."
The system ha ha.
"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 corner of his mouth, 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 actually 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 the conditions."
Sun Mo gave it up.
Murong Mingyue turned around and looked at Sun Mo, who was more than 20 meters away. His eyes were really brilliant, he was a man with ideals, motivation, and pursuit.
Not like me...
"You people in the Central Plains, don't you like poems the most, right? Then you can write a poem within ten breaths, and if you are satisfied with it, I will go with 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, 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 made me 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.
Fives!
four!
...
Not to mention the modern people who have no literary cultivation for a long time, even those who were able to achieve 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, you should be more interesting, right?
"Floating life disappears like electricity in an instant."
Sun Mo said loudly.
To be honest, if he had either loved to read when he was young, or gave Sun Mo a hundred seconds, he would never have thought of a poem for the occasion.
You know, poetry is the most important thing about artistic conception. If you don't read it in that scene, the charm will be greatly reduced.
Murong Mingyue is surprised, have you really done it?
And this sentence is quite powerful, and wait for him to continue.
"Painted Houses live up to the beauty!"
Murong Mingyue frowned slightly, and the mood was acceptable, but listening to this, it seemed like a love poem!
"I don't know if I will meet in the next life? Mo Shangfeng is still young!"
After Sun Moyin, he recollected it, it should be considered appropriate, then the rest is to speculate about the questions Murong Mingyue may ask, and then give a reasonable explanation.
Only 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. 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 sentiment described instantly becomes sincere and hot.
No chance in this life, but in the next life, we met by chance, but it was the man who liked it!
In just four sentences, Murong Mingyue brain made up a love story, immersed in it, and forgot to talk to Sun Mo.
"Tsk, girls are really sentimental and they like this kind of beautiful love."
Sun Mo pouted.
After waiting for a few minutes, Sun Mo smiled and asked, "How?"
"All the vernacular, 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, even though Murong Mingyue was born gracefully, like a small family jasper, 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, the autumn water, and the sky.
If I love you, I will run away with you, and if I hate you, I will never contact you forever.
"Welcome to Zhongzhou Academy!"
Sun Mo had eight white teeth and smiled cordially. With Murong Mingyue, the school's competitiveness will surely increase.
"Wait, did I say 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 dissipated a lot.
"Hey, don't bring such a fool!"
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~EbookFREE.me~ Although I don't understand why an intern teacher should help other schools to dig himself, but that is not important.
"Correct!"
Sun Mo nodded heavily: "The conditions are up to you!"
"If I go to Zhongzhou Academy, it will bring disaster to it, are you sure you want to dig me?"
Murong Mingyue asked.
"want!"
At this time, you can't hesitate, but in Sun Mo's heart, there is a drumbeat. What's wrong 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 it.
"Okay, if you can make the peach blossom here bloom again, I will follow you to the Central Plains and 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!
If you don't know me at all, 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 my person in this life."
"madman!"
Murong Mingyue murmured, this peach forest was planted by the principal's wife a few years ago. She wanted a good sign that the peaches and plums were all over the world, but the prairie was too cold for peach trees to grow, so they all froze to death. Up.
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