From an Ugly Peasant Woman to a Carefree Princess

Chapter 181: At the same table with Luo Yun

Just as she guessed, Luo Yun's front table, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with a double hair bun, secretly spread out the book and motioned Luo Yun to read the book.

Mr. Han probably saw this move, but Mr. Han didn't stop talking, he thought it was acquiescence. After all the children and teenagers of the clan are here, he was only angry for a while, and he didn't really want to keep them here overnight.

However, Luo Yun looked at the book, but gritted his teeth and kept sobbing without speaking.

Old Mr. Han couldn't help it anymore: "You read according to the book, and we will leave school after reading! I will come back to test and learn more in the future."

Such a big step, ordinary people have long since followed.

However, Luo Yun raised his eyes and looked at Old Mr. Han, squashed his mouth, and started crying.

Still not reading.

The atmosphere was stiff at one time.

There were complaints.

Mr. Han was even more angrily holding the podium, gasping for breath.

At this time, Ye Chunhua just wanted to confirm her guess. She wanted to enter the class to smell Luo Yun's body.

That incense, the incense she gave to Luo Yun, with musk incense added to it, she wanted to see if Luo Yun was really lit every day!

If it was Luo Yun from the previous life, he would definitely reduce the proportion of musk, or simply not point it.

But a normal person would not know that it is poisonous, and let himself suffer.

Thinking of this, Ye Chunhua walked to the door and whispered: "Mr. Han, I am the fifth Miss Houfu, dare to ask if I can come to class tomorrow?"

Mr. Han turned his head and said, "Luo Chunhua? The salvation Bodhisattva who invented the treasure heart-relief pill?"

"Mr. Absolute praise. Zhibao Jiuxin Wan was given face-to-face by an expert, coupled with folk methods, Chunhua did not dare to take credit." Ye Chunhua gave a ceremony: "At the beginning, he was literate, but it was also taught by His Royal Highness. Later, he memorized the women's training. It was taught by the Bai family and Ms. Du Jia, but had not formally entered the school. Mr. learned rich and five cars. Hearing you tell me about Li Sao, I am entertaining and entertaining. Sir, can I enter the school tomorrow?"

"Miss wants to enter the school, it's naturally great. There are some poems circulating in Beijing. It was from your Highness that you did it. Although the poems are simple and catchy, they are really amazing. For example, this poem "Ying Goose" "Like this song "Quiet Night Thoughts"..." Mr. Han's eyes were beaming: "Miss is really the first poet in the world! No no, no, the predecessors are not reachable, and the future generations cannot be matched!"

Ye Chunhua frowned: "Sir, I mean, there is no one in the past and no one in the future."

Mr. Han was stunned.

Everyone in the school was also stunned.

After a long while, Mr. Han bowed deeply to Ye Chunhua: "Be careful! Miss talent, no one in the past, no one in the future. The old man worshipped very tightly at that time, but he couldn't recommend him. I saw him today and he really deserved it."

Ye Chunhua hurriedly replied: "Old gentleman, those are also made by experts, not by me. I just memorized them."

Mr. Han seemed to be unbelieving, but he kept saying: "Yes, yes, you must come tomorrow! It is best to come every day. The old man can also ask you for some knowledge."

"Sir, I really didn't make that poem."

"Yes, yes, it was done by an expert." Mr. Han glanced at Ye Chunhua in surprise: there are some experts in the world who don't use their talents to gain fame and wealth. For example, Izumoju Guiguzi. That is also because Guiguzi is elegant and noble, and because Guiguzi is rumored to be a descendant of the former royal family.

Mr. Han feels that Guiguzi is not a descendant of the former royal family. After all, all of Guiguzi's apprentices are pillars of the country.

You must know that literati have the most common name. If someone's poems are plagiarized, they will definitely fight the plagiarism for life and death.

And the fifth Miss Ye of the Luo family...Luo Chunhua didn't even dare to crown her own name in the poem!

This is not pure and elegant, but strange.

"Sir, can I choose my own position?" There is no blackboard at this time, and there is no problem of blocking people's vision. It is the same wherever I sit. Otherwise, with Ye Chunhua's height, it is estimated that he would not be able to choose a position by himself.

"Miss please." Mr. Han added another sentence: "If you don't want to sit with others, the old man will ask someone to set up a place for you."

"No." Ye Chunhua walked to Luo Yun's side: "Sister Yun just happened to be sitting, I will sit here."

Old Mr. Han frowned, but said nothing.

Luo Yun had also stopped crying long ago. Seeing Ye Chunhua sitting with her, he couldn't help but look at Ye Chunhua strangely.

Ye Chunhua smiled at Luo Yun: "Why is Sister Yun crying?"

Luo Yun pursed his mouth and did not speak.

At this time, the little girl at the table turned her head and said, "Sister Yun can't learn her homework...No, it's because sister Yun is thin-skinned and crying. Sister Chunhua sit with me. I'm also sitting alone."

"Thank you. It's good for me to sit here." Ye Chunhua smelled the scent on Luo Yun, and the musky scent did not diminish!

The little girl sighed regretfully and turned her head back.

In this era, ethnology is one class in the morning and one class in the afternoon. Lunch is used in the school.

It's very early to go to school, and it's very early to leave school.

At this moment, the sun was already on three poles, and it was almost time to leave school. Mr. Han basically wanted to leave a good impression on Ye Chunhua, who had always been admired, so he asked Luo Lian, who had volunteered first, to recite.

Luo Lian happened to see that all the clansmen looked at Ye Chunhua with admiration, thinking about how backwards they are now, I'm afraid they won't be able to win the limelight, so he stood up, quickly recited it again, and then quickly sat down.

Seeing Mr. Han nodded in satisfaction, she didn't feel satisfied.

Under the table, where no one could see, her fists were tightly clenched and her nails were pinched into the flesh.

You are such a curse! As soon as I came, I stole all the limelight! What a mess! Luo Lianqiao gritted his teeth with hatred.

Old Mr. Han seemed to be casual, but actually pointed out a few good homework, and then recited them.

All memorized well.

The next step is paraphrase.

Old Mr. Han didn't deliberately point to Luo Feng, a scholar like that, only Luo Cheng.

Luo Cheng was indeed a talented woman, and added his own understanding to the explanation of the poems.

Ye Chunhua slammed her mouth when she heard: How did the lady teach? Teach this pair of children so outstanding.

Looking back, I had to learn from the old lady. Now A Li can't even recite Tang poems, and he doesn't want to learn martial arts. Just like catching butterflies, picking flowers is not a problem.

Always cultivate some hobbies and learn systematically in the future.

With emotion, this class also ended.

After learning, Mr. Han stood at the door.

When Luo Feng and Luo Chengcheng saw Ye Chunhua whispering to Luo Yun, they also gathered around.

"Sister Chunhua, why are you here? What are you talking about?"

"Oh. I'm talking to Sister Yun, it feels so good to be at the same table with her, as if you have gone back to the past. It's really refreshing and refreshing!" Ye Chunhua blinked at Luo Chengcheng, I wanted to pinch Luo Yun to death and pressed it down, with a concerned look: "Brother, you coax Sister Yun, I have something to say to Sister Cheng."