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162. Chapter 162 The villain

The decorations in each class are decorated according to the people in their class. The class in Muqingyuan is naturally filled with flowers and plants. In the middle are nine gadgets that the students have raised in the past. Surrounded by

There are ten seats.

Everyone has a schedule, where they should sit, and the rules are strict.

At this moment, the class teacher was about to arrive, but Rong Xiyue was still nowhere to be seen. A woman wearing a fiery red tube top gauze dress couldn't help but speak.

Her skin is fair and somewhat plump. Even though she looks young, she is charming. She shakes her long gauze skirt and water sleeves, revealing a section of her white jade-like arms, which are so round and white that they sparkle in her eyes.

Her appearance cannot be said to be beautiful, it can only be said to be delicate, but she wears rich makeup, her fair skin is extremely pale, her lips are painted bright red, and her eyebrows are long and straight, but they are painted

It has become a curved willow-leaf eyebrow.

The whole face looks extremely weird, and the eyes are slanted, making the whole face very 'fresh'.

"My tutor is also the deputy dean, what can you do to her?"

Another female voice also said sourly. The woman was wearing emerald green clothes. The two of them stood together in red and green, so gorgeous and colorful.

"Everyone in Cangsheng Academy is a polite person. It's not like we don't have noble young ladies and young masters here. Huh, aren't they just more talented? There is no shortage of talented people in Canglan Continent."

Another girl also participated, but there was obvious jealousy in her voice. You must know that Rong Xiyue's talent is not average. Almost all the talented people in this Canglan Continent are in this Cangsheng College.

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But now, Rong Xiyue's talent test has broken the record of his father Rong Mufeng, creating the highest talent in Cangsheng College. If someone wants to surpass Rong Xiyue's talent in the future, it will be extremely difficult.

Thinking of this, several people present were confused. Mu Lingsu talented people in Mu Qingyuan were already scarce, and here was someone as perverted as Rong Xiyue, who had a talent at the peak level of Mo Duan.

It is so enviable and jealous.

Some people are jealous to the extreme and want to do evil.

The plump woman in red clothes rolled her eyes, thinking she was so charming that she turned around in a circle. A flicker of light flashed through her eyes, dyeing them with a vicious luster that no one could ignore.

"Poetry, do you want...?"

The woman in red is called Lin Shiqing. She is the kind of person from Cangsheng College who is gradually attracted by the common people because of her talent in Mu Lingsu. The woman in green is called Mu Cuisheng.

She saw the expression on Lin Shiqing's face at this moment, and knew very familiarly what she had in mind, so she couldn't help but speak with a little excitement in her voice.

The woman in red didn't say much. She smiled and glanced at the information posted by the teacher in front of her, and smiled without saying a word.

The woman in green clothes took a look and suddenly realized that some people around her were either silent or keeping secrets in their hearts.

Lin Shiqing gently raised her hand and used spiritual magic to burn all the information, leaving only ashes on the small table.

The rest of the people don't care about themselves and turn a blind eye.

"Miss Ten is really difficult to get along with. She looks up to the sky and is as proud as a peacock!"

"What should I do if she burned the class teacher's information?!"

"I don't know, should I hide it for the sake of Miss Ten, Master, if, if I ask..."

The woman in red and the woman in green looked at the teacher coming outside, talking to each other with no worries on their faces.

"My information!!!! Who could do this?!" Unfortunately, the teacher Rong Xiyue is an old man, and he is also an old man who loves to talk. He likes to haggle over everything and will torment you for a trivial matter.

He was so exhausted physically and mentally that he once drove his students crazy.

"Yes, yes, it's Miss Ten."


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