"What do you say?!" Xi Xin's breathing was slightly rapid, which was precisely confusion and fear. "Teacher, don't you think your request is strange? Telling your talents is equivalent to putting weaknesses in front of you?"

"Is that? Do you think so?" The instructor stood there, everything fell into a background board, just like a landscape painting, clean and beautiful, with white silk covering his eyes, and a kind of cold and beautiful beauty.

Yingmeng was about to stand up and cover her face. She seemed to be studying hard, but her eyes kept stopping on Xi Xin.

"That guy is Xi Xin?" I don't know how many times Ying Meng asked this question this morning, but the answer is confirmed no matter what.

It’s not that Yingmeng’s ability to accept is not good, it’s just that it’s too terrifying.

In her impression, the heart of the future was always wearing a ragged black robe. She looked like she was eight or nine years old. Her face was covered with slight wrinkles and wisps of air flow were squirming inside. This outfit was basically nothing to do with good looks.

But the robe in front of me changed tone a day, without repeating it at all. She was dressed in a dashing and arrogant manner, and she was a folding fan, and was freely romantic.

Ying Meng breathed a sigh of relief in her heart. Although she did not come out of this place like Xian Qing Shengyuan and directly turned into a god, at least she did not disfigure her face like Li Xin. She is not at the bottom, so thankful.

If Yingmeng had changed some changes to the genius training camp not long ago, then her view on this place has fallen directly back to the bottom.

Yingmeng touched her fair face. Fortunately, it was a good idea to learn to cherish it.

Otherwise, the future of Li Xin will be the end. Look, such a free and easy-going, romantic and casual person will be full of depression, lonely and lonely in the future.

Xian Qing gave Ying Meng an expressionless kick under the table. Ying Meng raised her eyes, smiled, raised her book, and looked focused and serious.

"Did you read in the book upside down?"

Yingmeng held the bamboo slips and nodded seriously.

-----Some annoying dividing line-----

Hello everyone, I am a "cute" author with a lot of strange knowledge, a strange dead house who stocks up on words all day long.

My persistent meal preparation behavior finally moved the publishing house.

Because of some interests, some chapters will only be included in their published books.

However, a kind person will try to choose some chapters that do not affect the main line. Although this chapter contains Yingmeng’s views on himself, the talent information of everyone, and the possible motivation of the tutor, I hope it will not affect your reading experience.

I am very sorry for this.

Please keep your mind rationally, don’t send blades, and don’t abandon pitfalls.

Everyone comes out to have a meal, and it’s not easy for anyone, so please support (⊙ω⊙).

The last wave of advertisements "Mysterious Shadow Butterfly" is likely to be released, but due to policy reasons, the cardboard is still waiting. Thank you to all readers for your unyielding company.

If "The Mysterious Dream Butterfly" is successfully released, I hope you can support it. Of course, if you continue to have sex for free, I have some small opinions. At most, I cried from a happy dough of 200 kilograms to a child of 190 kilograms.
Chapter completed!