After demonstrating the five hundred punches, Yanran stopped embarrassing Ning Dai and continued to teach the new disciples.

Ning Dai stood aside and looked at Yanran patiently teaching the new disciples to practice boxing with a look of despair. After standing for a while, she quickly entered a state of mental relaxation.

During this period, Yanran glanced at her several times, but Ning Dai pretended not to notice and just immersed herself in her own world.

The morning was spent teaching boxing.

After lunch is the lunch break time, and after the lunch break is the time for sitting meditation.

The integration of Zen and martial arts is a compulsory course for monks every day.

During the lunch break, Ning Dai was not in the mood to rest. She walked around to familiarize herself with the terrain of the temple, and successfully borrowed a mirror from the disciples in the temple. Only then did she finally see her true face in Mount Lu.

After seeing herself in the mirror, Ning Dai's first words were: "Holy crap! I want to grow my hair!"

Patriot touched his conscience and comforted her: "Bald head is not ugly."

Ning Dai said confidently: "It's because she looks so good with a bald head, so I want to grow my hair. Such a beautiful girl will definitely be able to make many good-looking and rich brothers when she goes down the mountain."

patriotic:"……"

Ning Dai raised her eyebrows in the mirror, and then said excitedly: "Look, Aiguo, even if these dead bald heads abuse me so much, my skin is still good. I am young and have so much capital!"

Then he muttered: "While I still have good years, I must leave here as soon as possible, go down to the mountain, grow my hair, take care of my skin, and make friends with a good-looking and rich little brother."

But Aiguo really wanted to tell her that if she went down the mountain, she would have to carry bricks to support herself. Because apart from her skill of martial arts, her body was no different from that of a semi-illiterate.

If she has no education, which company would want her?

Living off her reputation? She doesn’t even have the standard breasts. What kind of sponsor would want her?

Ning Dai didn't know what Aiguo was thinking about. She held the mirror she had borrowed but didn't return it and looked at it while happily walking towards her residence.

Because of her special nature, the wing she lived in was not in the same courtyard as the wing rooms of other disciples.

The abbot master specially allocated a small courtyard for her to live alone.

"Junior brother, are you sick?"

As he was ogling in the mirror, a confused and concerned Qingling voice suddenly came from the side.

Ning Dai turned her head and looked aside. Yanran arrived in the courtyard at some unknown time and was standing under the crape myrtle tree in the courtyard.

The crape myrtle tree has just entered the flowering period, and the purple flowers have just begun to bloom. Yanran, dressed in green and gray monk robes, stood underneath, looking more charming than the flowers for a while.

A title suddenly popped into Ning Dai's head: "The most handsome monk in Shaolin Temple".

It seems that he is talking about this senior brother Yanran.

Ning Dai blinked, remembering the boxing he had asked her to practice five hundred times that morning, and immediately retracted her soul that was almost fascinated by this most handsome monk.

"What's wrong with me?" she asked angrily, turning her attention back to the mirror.

What a beautiful eighteen-year-old girl.

Yanran looked at her taking a look at herself in the mirror and frowned: "You didn't like looking in the mirror before, and..." You wouldn't show such an expression when looking in the mirror.

An expression as if possessed.

Ning Dai turned her palm over, put away the small mirror, and rolled her eyes angrily: "Just because I didn't like it before, doesn't mean I won't like it in the future. I like looking in the mirror now, do you have any opinions?"

Yanran: "No."

His former junior brother would not speak to him in such a tone.
Chapter completed!