Chapter 272: Professor Wen Jing

"Well, Huang Yifeng, you are protecting her in such a desperate manner, saying that there is nothing between the two of you, and where would someone believe it?" Lan Qing taunted.
"Lanqing, you can insult me, but you must not insult Yang Zimei! I and her are innocent classmates!" Huang Yifeng shouted blushing.
"Aha, as the saying goes, rationality is not loud, if it is an innocent relationship, you don't need to cover it up so loudly." Lan Zhiqing sneered.
Huang Yifeng, with her sharp teeth and awkward tongue, was naturally not her opponent, only blushing.
"It's the pug named Lan again." Chen Xiaoqiang cursed, walked in, and pulled Huang Yifeng, "Yi, the dog bites you, you don't need to bite it back, some people like to catch the wind and chew. The root of her mouth is left to her, beware of the sore tongue. "
Huang Yifeng saw that Yang Zimei was also there, and his face was indifferent, and he didn't take Lan Qing's words to heart, so he didn't bother to argue with her and went out.
"Zimei, congratulations on your first test." Huang Yifeng said kindly.
"Thank you Yifeng." Yang Zimei smiled and nodded at him, a bit of wickedness had been drawn on her fingers, and she shot at the blue still open mouth.
As Chen Xiaoqiang said, she will have a sore tongue tomorrow.
"Ayan, what's the problem if you don't get the first grade? At the graduation art performance of the school, you absolutely dominate the school and fascinate the whole school." Lan Qing comforted Murong Yan.
Mu Rongyan's somber eyes lightened slightly. Every time a school art performance was held, she was a day that no one could compare with.
Why would she breathe here?
No matter how good Yang Zimei ’s performance is, she is only from the countryside. If it is about dancing performances, it is not as good as her who has been sent to dance classes since she was one year old.
At that time, she must let everyone dump her, especially Min Gang, who would make him regret not choosing her.
She snorted and left the crowd with Lan Qing and returned to the classroom.
Yang Zimei and others also returned to the classroom.
After returning to the door of the classroom, Qin Kaiwen was greeted with a blushing face, "Student Yang Zimei, congratulations on your first mock exam."
"Thank you Teacher Qin, if I don't have the teacher's guidance, I can't get this result." Yang Zimei said modestly.
"Hehe, classmate Zimei, you are too humble, your language level, me, even if you can't keep up with the horse." Qin Kaiwen pulled out her test paper, "You wrote this classical Chinese composition accurately, the words are brilliant It was simply too subtle. All our language teachers saw it and were surprised at the case. Last night I also passed it to my university Chinese tutor to see. He said that this level has far surpassed him. If you want, he You can apply directly to the school to apply for you as a student and report directly to the university. "
"Oh?" Yang Zimei didn't expect that his own composition would have such a big response.
In the past ten years, she has become accustomed to reading those ancient books, and is familiar with the language of the ancient Chinese. If she were to be written in vernacular, it would be a bit difficult for her.
"Mr. Zimei, how about it? Do you want to jump into the university in advance?" Qin Kaiwen asked.
Yang Zimei shook her head. "Thank you, but I still want to go step by step, not to mention, I have no intention of specializing in the ancient language profession."
"That's all right." Qin Kaiwen heard her say this, nodded, "Life is always going to be experienced in a period of time, only good."
What he said was exactly what Yang Zimei thought.
In this life, she is not short of anything, she just wants to make up for the regrets of the previous life and feel the feelings experienced by her peers.