As Susan finished speaking, a tall and beautiful girl, who was at least about the same height as Murong Rong, walked into the door of the classroom of Class 7 of Grade 1.

The girl's head was slightly curled and dyed burgundy. She was wearing a low-cut blue suspender shirt, but her breasts were not very good and she could not see anything at all. However, in addition, the girl's other parts were very good. The exposed shoulders were snow-white, her arms were slender, as smooth as jade, and her face was extremely beautiful. Her eyes were very similar to Murong Rong, just like a black gem, with a transparent lip gloss on her lips, which looked dazzling, and the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, as if she was smiling, and she could see her white teeth inside.

The girl was wearing a pair of short hot pants, perfectly showing her round and beautiful thighs. She was wearing a pair of red crystal sandals under her feet, and her nails were painted with blue nail polish, which looked both cute and charming.

I have to say that this is another beauty, and she is a class beauty. Perhaps except for Murong Rong who has gone to the United States, only Dongfang Lanluo can barely be on par with her...

"Good afternoon for all of you. My name is Murong Mingyan. Please give me some advice in the future..." Murong Mingyan walked onto the podium and said with a smile on her face. Her smile was very kind, but intimately revealed a sense of indescribable arrogance. It was a kind of arrogance developed from a child when she was born in a noble family, and she regarded herself as superior...

Most of the people in the class had not come back from the shock yet. Ye Xingchen and Ouyang Jun frowned at the same time, especially Ye Xingchen, who did not think it would be such a coincidence...

"Haha, Murong Mingyan, that's your sister's previous position, just sit there..." Susan saw that the classmates in the class were not as noisy as Ye Xingchen had just arrived, and a happy smile appeared on her face. The children finally grew up. However, what she said made everyone look surprised again.

"She is Murong Rong's sister? No wonder she is so beautiful?"

"But it's strange. Why haven't you heard Murong Rong say it before?"

"Maybe the relationship between the two sisters is not very good, right?"

"..." A noise immediately sounded in the classroom. A black line immediately appeared on Susan's face, who was just sighing that the children had grown up...

Ye Xingchen also showed a look of confusion in his eyes. When he was with Murong Rong, he had never heard of her having any sister. However, according to Murong Yunas' personality, it is normal to have other species outside. But why did he send Murong Mingyan again after sending Murong Rong away? It seems that she was also transferred from other schools?

Huang Yifei also looked puzzled, but she didn't think as much as Ye Xingchen. However, in her eyes, there was more disgust than doubts, and she didn't know why. From the moment she saw Murong Mingyan for the first time, she felt that she hated this girl very much. Perhaps her surname was Murong, but she had a completely different personality from Murong Rong, right?

Murong Rong is cold and arrogant, just like the plum blossoms in the cold winter, arrogant and indifferent, but what about her? She is just a bitch with a look...

When Murong Mingyan heard the classmate compare her with Murong Rong, a trace of evil spirit flashed in her eyes, but her face still maintained a somewhat hypocritical lightness and smile, and slowly walked to Murong Rong's position and did it.

The delicate little hands gently stroked the flat table, and various different expressions flashed in their eyes.

"Okay, classmates, Murong Mingyan is a new classmate. Everyone should help her more in the future. Let's start class now..." Susan waved her hand to stop the students from continuing to make noise.

The classroom quickly calmed down. No matter how surprised or confused I was in my heart, I had to wait until after class to verify.

The half-term exam paper had been finished as early as the last class, and this class started to take a new class. Susan asked everyone to open the textbook, which was about Song Ci Yulinling.

"I wonder if the students have previewed this text?" Susan stood on the podium, with a faint smile on her face, and her eyes swept across all the students in the class.

"After previewing, we are all good students, how could we not previewing?" Hu Xiao immediately shouted loudly.

"Okay, Hu Xiao, get up and answer which dynasty Liu Yong is from?" Susan's mouth showed a smile and pointed at Hu Xiao.

"Liu Yong? Who is Liu Yong?" Hu Xiaoer couldn't touch the monk, and his face was full of doubt.

"What an idiot. Liu Yong didn't know. Guo Jing beside him cursed in a low voice..." But Susan heard it.

"Student Guo Jing, you tell everyone who Liu Yong is?" Susan's face still had that kind of gentle smile.

When Guo Jing heard Susan click his name, he quickly stood up and smiled proudly on his face. His expression was like a national leader was about to speak. If Susan was not in front of him, he would probably stretch out his right hand and wave it.

"Liu Yong is a famous contemporary sports player in my country. He won the free diving triathlon championship last year, and this year he broke the world's 50-meter breaststroke record..."

"Stop and stop..." Rao is a person with such a good temper of Susan. His face turned black at this time. What is this and what is it? It would be fine if there is no preview. He also insisted on previewing himself. Now he is better. Someone who pretends to understand if he doesn't understand.

Murong Mingyan, who was sitting in the front row, frowned, as if wondering why she had entered such a class? It was all my fault for her father. She was studying well in Lingyang Middle School and insisted on sending herself here. I don’t know what he thought? But this is her previous class, and she had always been with these living treasures before?

"Teacher, did I answer wrong?" Guo Jing looked innocent. Although he was very fat, he was very concerned about sports news. He also admired Liu Yong very much. How could he remember it wrong?

"You did not answer wrong, but the question I am asking now is which dynasty Liu Yong, the author of Yulinling, is from?" Susan was really speechless...

"Oh? You said it earlier..." Guo Jing looked like you didn't say it clearly, so I can't blame me.

"You..." Susan has always had a good temper, but now she is also very angry.

"Teacher, I know..." Ye Xingchen really didn't want these two live treasures to make Susan angry, so he raised his hand and said.

"Okay, Ye Xingchen, tell me..." Su Shan calmed down slightly and continued.

"The White-clothed Prime Minister Liu Yong (about 1053 in 987), from Chong'an (now Wuyi Mountain, Fujian). He is a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, one of the most representative figures of the graceful school, and his representative work was Yulinling. His original name was Sanbian, with his courtesy name Jingzhuang. Later, he changed his name to Yong and his courtesy name Qiqing. He ranked seventh, also known as Liu Qi. Emperor Renzong of Song Dynasty was a Jinshi and became a Jintian Yuanwailang, so he was called Liu Tuntian. Due to his bumpy career and a poor life, he turned from pursuing fame and fortune to getting tired of the officialdom, and indulging in the beautiful and prosperous urban life, looking for sustenance in "limbing on the red and snuggling in the green" and "singing softly". As the first dedicated work in the Northern Song Dynasty, he became a professional masterpiece.

The poet of Ci, not only developed the subject matter of Ci, but also produced a large number of slow lyrics, displayed the narrative techniques, promoted the popularization and colloquialization of Ci, and had a great influence in the history of Ci. Jing You was a Jinshi and a military official. He was a tyrannical scholar and a desolate man. He was a debauchery and was in poverty for life. He was buried by prostitutes when he died. His lyrics mostly depicted the scenery of the city and the life of singing girls, and was especially good at expressing the feelings of being imprisoned in travel and service." After Ye Xingchen stood up, he told Liu Yong's life in one breath, which made Susan's face smile again. This was the good student in his mind.

Murong Mingyan in the front row turned around and looked at Ye Xingchen. From her father's mouth, she knew that this young man was Murong Rong's boyfriend. She had always regarded Murong Rong as her only opponent in this life. She naturally wanted to see what kind of man Murong Rong would like to?

However, after watching for a long time, she felt that except for her pretty good appearance, Ye Xingchen had nothing outstanding, and she was also a little more literary. Is it the man Murong Rong liked to be this kind of guy?

A look of confusion flashed in Murong Mingyan's eyes, but she didn't know that when she was paying attention to Ye Xingchen, Ye Xingchen was also looking at her, and she saw the expression in her eyes, and even hid her breath in all aspects.

"Ye Xingchen's answer was very good. It seems that he will definitely work hard. Guo Jing, Hu Xiao, you must learn from Ye Xingchen..." Su Shan smiled slightly, waved her hand, and signaled Ye Xingchen and Guo Jing to sit down.

"Yes, we must learn from him, sure..." Guo Jing and Hu Xiao said repeatedly, but in their hearts, they thought that they would learn how to pick up girls from him. Murong Rong left. Now even Murong Mingyan, who just arrived, seemed to be interested in him. God is too unfair, right?

"It seems that many students have never previewed the text. So now I will ask a classmate to get up and read it aloud to everyone..." Susan looked at Guo Jing and Hu Xiao, and shook her head slightly.

"Teacher, I'll do it..." As soon as Susan finished speaking, Murong Mingyan raised her hand.

"Okay, Mingyan, let's do it..." Susan saw that the new student was so active, and a stable smile appeared on her face, but she didn't know that Murong Mingyan wanted to show off her talents in front of everyone.

I saw her standing up from her seat, and she didn't even read the textbook. She just looked at the blackboard and read aloud: "The cold cicada is sad, facing the long pavilion, the rain has just stopped. The capital tent is drunk without any thoughts, and the orchid boat urges me to hold hands and look at each other's tears, but she is speechless. The thought goes, the smoke and waves of thousands of miles, the dusk mist is deep and the sky is vast..."

The voice is sometimes high and radical, sometimes fluctuating, sometimes feeling sad. It has to be said that she reads aloud with emotion, and many people are involuntarily brought into the artistic conception of this word. Even Ye Xingchen was addicted to it, and Murong Rong's beautiful face involuntarily appeared in his mind. At this moment, it should be still on the plane, right?

"The passionate parting has been hurt since ancient times, and it is even more neglected by the Qing Autumn Festival..." Parting is really a sad thing, and tears once again appeared in the corners of Ye Xingchen's eyes...

"Where can I wake up from the willow bank tonight, the morning breeze and the waning moon. After years of this, it should be a good time and a beautiful scene. Even if there are thousands of styles, who can I tell you..."

Rong Rong, who would you tell me about your loneliness over there? Ye Xingchen finally didn't cry. After all, he promised Murong Rong that he must smile and look down on the world with a smile. How could he cry easily? But the longing for Murong Rong in his heart is stronger and more serious... hf();
Chapter completed!