On the other side, when he went downstairs and went straight to the cafeteria, he saw Jiang Meng standing handsomely at the door holding breakfast. The half of his calf exposed inadvertently was white and tender. The boys who got up early to eat breakfast in the cafeteria only dared to glance at it.
, and turned away embarrassedly.
Ning Pingle was not interested in this. He had seen this scene many times in his memory.
He stepped forward and took breakfast, swallowed the steamed buns and siomai in two or three mouthfuls, drank tons of soy milk, and threw the garbage into the trash can at the door. Then he looked at her and said:
"Why did you go to Tiandu University and become a counselor?"
Jiang Meng said calmly:
"You don't know? I thought you were avoiding me on purpose."
Ning Pingle found a reason and opened his mouth:
"No, I didn't go to the previous class meetings because I had something to do. I don't know when the counselor of our class was replaced by you."
Jiang Meng nodded, reluctantly accepting Ning Pingle's explanation.
She came to a car with a more feminine style and moved her lips:
"What are you still looking at? You have a lot to do today."
Ning Pinngle spread his hands and said nothing. He just opened the door of the passenger seat, sat in, adjusted to a comfortable angle, and leaned into the uncle's state.
In the thin morning light, the car left the campus, shuttled through the busy traffic, and rushed towards the commercial street near the university town.
At the beginning, Ning Pingle was indifferent and didn't speak.
It wasn't until he passed the busiest section of the road that he said casually:
"You're not afraid that the students you lead will misunderstand you."
Jiang Meng said calmly:
"Misunderstanding? What is there to misunderstand?"
Ning Pingle looked out the car window at the rapidly reversing scenes, and felt a sense of unreality for a moment.
But he quickly adjusted his emotions and murmured:
"Of course I mean that I was snatched away on the spot by an ascetic beauty with long legs as smooth and round as ivory in front of my roommate. Those who didn't know it thought you and I were going to get the marriage certificate and then elope and run away!"
"You can tell Yi Liyue this. Maybe she will be very happy when she hears it."
There was no emotion in Jiang Meng's voice, but Ning Pingle, who glanced at her, still saw the corners of her mouth rising slightly.
"Haha~ This woman, some extraordinarily kind words can touch people's hearts more than timid responses."
To be honest, before time travel, Ning Pingle and Jiang Meng were really acquainted, and could even be said to be quite familiar.
People who don't know him well can't see how talkative he is.
At that time, he and Yi Liyue were in the same class in junior high school. A trainee teacher came here for a while. He was pretty and decent, but he was a bit cold-tempered and didn't like to talk much.
It's a pity that many boys before college actually prefer female teachers who are just married or even pregnant, rather than simply being good-looking.
It's shameful to say that at that time, I don't know how many boys had the legacy of the Prime Minister Wei Wu. They would sleep quietly in the middle of the night and wake up in a mess.
But even if Cao Cao was prevalent, Jiang Meng, who came for internship back then, still became a youth that many people could never return to. It was just that it was too cold, and some students were stiff with the cold and did not dare to approach.
My childhood friend Iri Yue, who had always been socially anxious, was unusually able to talk to this trainee teacher more.
It was only later, after Yi Liyue and Jiang Meng started chatting, that Ning Pingle realized that sometimes some people seemed to have difficulty communicating, but in fact they might just be reticent.
Later, when the woman left school, Yi Liyue cried so sadly that it took him a long time to comfort her.
Just as Ningping Lehun was flying out of the sky, Jiang Meng spoke:
"We're here, get off the car."
"So, you left that year because you became a conjurer?"
After Ning Pingle got out of the car, he sat down on the hood and turned his face to look at her.
In his own world, Ning Ping was not sure why Jiang Meng left.
But in the parallel time and space of Daxia, Jiang Meng's departure was probably because of his identity as a spellcaster, right?
Jiang Meng did not answer directly, but said:
"Go to the tea restaurant first, someone will come over later."
The two of them entered the tea restaurant, found a private room, sat down, and ordered some refreshments.
After all, they are people who have known each other in the past life. Although they are in parallel time and space, some things that happened in the past should be very different, and there are still some topics to talk about between the two of them.
Jiang Meng also talked about her experiences over the years.
As he expected, Jiang Meng had been a conjurer for a long time.
The magician also has his own life. It was true that he went to Ning Pingle's junior high school for an internship, but later because of some things in the world of magicians, she left Yecheng and returned to Tiandu City.
In fact, Ning Pingle was a little confused during this meeting, because he really didn't know that Jiang Meng had now become the counselor of his class.
"I don't know!"
What he said before was really not a lie.
Jiang Meng was a little embarrassed when talking about this matter, but this time he took the initiative to apply to see Ning Pingle because he hadn't seen him for a long time and wanted to take this opportunity to catch up with him.
"Speaking of which, this time I was able to choose to join the organization. Is it because of your contribution? I don't think Zhou Beimo is the kind of person who takes carrots lightly and doesn't worry too much."
Jiang Meng quietly glanced to the side without explaining, and Ning Pingle knew that he had guessed correctly.
"Thank you, you helped me a lot."
Ning Pingle said seriously.
He was obviously not the kind of guy who would refuse other people's kindness. Jiang Meng actually thought that it would be better to enjoy the shade against a big tree, so he helped him a little more.
Although Ning Pingle can solve most of the troubles in "Devious Path" and reality with the Twelve Flower Gods, the remaining small part of the problems may not be solved even if he joins the organization.
Previously in the [Youli City Wenwang Temple], he showed a look of being prepared for danger in times of peace, and was ordered to bear the heavy responsibility of sealing Xiangliu in times of crisis... Obviously he didn't really think so, at least this righteous thought was not the main reason.
Execute the deal with Xiang Liu and find a way to return to his hometown as soon as possible. On this basis, if it happens to help this world and Daxia, he doesn't mind making such a choice.
So he was very serious. Jiang Meng in this world helped him solve a problem unintentionally. His thanks to Jiang Meng was not a lie.
"So, thank you for helping me."
When Ning Pingle said this, she turned her head to look at him in surprise and said:
"Why thank you? After all, we are acquaintances, and I have a good relationship with Yi Liyue, so I just asked someone to help me."
Ning Pingle looked at her eyes. The eyes under the thick eyelashes were clear and translucent, and he knew that she was not lying. For a moment, he was almost moved.
The two of them sat directly opposite the table. Ning Pingle vaguely recalled that in junior high school, he was sitting in the front row before he grew taller. He could see her when he raised his head, so that her appearance was a little blurry, but her big pair of
The long legs are still fresh in my memory.
Morning tea is served.
Perhaps the breakfast in the cafeteria could not fill his stomach, so his attention soon focused on morning tea.
Preserved egg and lean meat porridge, iced mung bean soup, crystal shrimp dumplings, chicken feet, soup dumplings, money tripe, black pepper beef ribs...
The food is quite rich.
Halfway through eating, the handle of the spoon placed on the iced mung bean soup was accidentally touched.
Pa-ta~ is the sound of a spoon falling.
At this time, the spoon rolled down to the side of the stiletto sandals and stopped.
It was right at the table opposite him, next to Jiang Meng's little feet.
Street Diary:
【Other people's diary】
Stay Up Late: Do I know a female author? There seems to be one, Bo Ju! She just doesn’t like useless college students. Bo Ju is too strong, a highly educated beauty who earns millions a year.
Gouzi: The same is true for Shao Ling. He met a liar who cheated on alliance leaders before, and then he kindly reminded other authors. As a result, he met a female video author, and he fell in love with her after a while.
Bones: I have an alliance leader, but I’m too scared to talk to him, because I haven’t updated him, so I don’t dare to say anything.
Liang: Damn, why do you all have alliance leaders? I’m such a failure.
Bones: It’s not the same sex. I’m even more scared after seeing it.
Liang: A rich girl gives you money, why don’t you do this?
Bones: Don't make trouble, it's probably just a random entry in the profile.
Aow: Too young, nineteen years old
Ledo is a cat: Damn, why do you all have alliance leaders? I’m such a failure.
(Comment: It’s over. Think about it carefully. After writing articles full-time, I have not had much contact with the outside world. I won’t turn into a rice bug that eats up the rice at home!)