Hilarious Concubine: The Evil King Chasing His Wife N Times

Chapter 172 Father and mother must reconcile as before! !

"Professor, I'm sorry for making you worry." Yun Ruoruo said to Shen Yi and Du Xiaodu, Shen Yi squinted her eyes, and looked at Yun Ruoruo's eyes with an unusual flavor.

"Yun Ruoruo, come and see me after this class is over." Du Xiaodu and Shen Yi said at the same time.

Yun Ruoruo nodded, she understood.

Anyway, on the way back, she had already made up her mind and put everything on the young master's head. Presumably, they had no way to ask whether what the young master said was true?

Today's class is calligraphy taught by Shen Yi.

Rather than saying it is a calligraphy class, it is better to learn the mental method while learning calligraphy.

Shen Yi first taught everyone about luck, and then taught everyone how to combine the words in the book with the operation of the mind.

Except for Yun Ruoruo, in front of every student, there is an ancient mental method brought back from the library.

When Yun Ruoruo was at a loss, an old yellow book flew in through the open window. Yun Ruoruo was a little strange, so he looked out the window and stopped breathing for a moment.

It's him!

Feng Shuo!

Didn't she just come out of his small courtyard?

Is there anything you can't say directly?

He appeared like this?
What's the matter?
When Yun Ruoruo wanted to confirm again, that figure had already disappeared.

Thinking about it in a blink of an eye, the young master's thinking must be different from ordinary people.

As an ordinary academy student, she is obedient...study hard and make progress every day!
Yun Ruoruo took a deep breath, opened the old book and glanced at it.

Every word in the book entered her mind. She put down the book, and when she read it again, the paper was blank, and every word disappeared.

Everyone was writing seriously, and Yun Ruoruo also began to write stroke by stroke according to the words in the old book in his mind.

Every time she writes a word, the word will be displayed in ink, but after a while, it will disappear.

The more hurriedly she wrote, the faster the words disappeared.

"Mother, be calm." Tangyuan secretly reminded.

Yun Ruoruo suddenly put down the bamboo, sat up cross-legged, and quietly adjusted the rhythm and speed of her breathing. Gradually, her body became lighter and her brain became very transparent. When she picked up the pen again, her mind There is a very beautiful scene in it.

A man in a white shirt was stroking his sword. The sword energy was like a swimming dragon, very nimble, and a woman in a purple shirt was playing the zither.

The glutinous rice balls are in Yun Ruoruo's body, and they can also feel what Yun Ruoruo is thinking at this moment.

"Mother, follow along."

Yun Ruoruo didn't even think about it, turned the brush in her hand into a sword, and immediately danced. In front of her eyes, there was no one but those two people.

Tang Yuan's heart was full of joy, with her as a great matchmaker, mother and father would definitely reconcile as before, he was looking forward to it.

If someone passed by outside the glass house at this time, they would probably see a group of demons dancing wildly.

Everyone in the classroom is making gestures with their eyes on the mental method they have learned.

In addition to the different weapons used by each person, even the mentality is different. Among them, there is an alternative, that is the Black Bamboo Banquet of the Black Lotus Kingdom.

He has been writing quietly there all the time. In such a noisy space, he doesn't appear abrupt, but is so harmonious.

(End of this chapter)