Cheng Xing said: "Nanda does have some literary genes. Talented woman Ning was also born in Nanda, as well as the poet and I. We all embarked on the path of literature invariably."

The poet asked: "Which university did the little prince graduate from?"

Wang Zixu drove and pretended not to hear.

In fact, when he heard Cheng Xing's words just now, his thoughts flew to a certain person. That person was also from Nanda, and also embarked on the path of literature, and went further than anyone else. He was glad that Cheng Xing did not mention that person directly.

name.

Ruts criss-cross the road, leaving faint traces of grass and gray lines, just like the threads of destiny that are secretly involved. Those who are not extremely wise cannot detect their faint path.

…

Ning Chunyan and Chen Qingluo were sitting in the faculty and staff office in the blink of an eye. It was said to be a faculty and staff office, so why not remove the word "teaching" from it. The professors were busy all day long.

Here, you won't be busy preparing lessons and correcting homework like high school teachers. At most, you can come here to enjoy the air conditioning between classes.

For the sake of the "Twin Jewels of the West River", Professor Zhong Junmin easily made an appointment. He sat opposite the two women, drinking a full cup of tartary buckwheat tea. Behind him stood a young man who looked like his student, with his hands behind his back.

, staring at them with eyes.
Chapter completed!