The first female national teacher of waste material counterattack

Chapter 242 Mysterious Cloud City (4)

The woman in white smiled sweetly, her eyes bent into crescent moons: "Okay!"

In a daze, Feng Qingcheng felt that Wu Liluo suddenly turned her head, and smiled in the direction she was standing.

At that moment, Feng Qingcheng thought she could see her.

But... she is in the state of a soul now, how can she be seen?
The eyes suddenly went dark, and the girl on the mahogany bed suddenly woke up, the moonlight shone on her face, and there was some cold sweat on her forehead.

She stretched out her hand to wipe it, and her lips curled up slightly.

Heh... Yunyang College is fighting for hegemony.

This is the second clue.

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The Wind and Cloud Contest is a competition between the colleges in Fengcheng and the colleges in Yuncheng.

It was held every five years, and Feng Qingcheng happened to catch up with this time.

She mentioned to Bai Xi that she was going to Yunyang College, but the woman gave her a wink and said, "Don't worry, I can handle it!"

Now that Bai Xi can get things done, she can feel at ease.

Feng Qingcheng came to Fengcheng alone with Lie Yanfeng to meet Lening.

Le Ning is the master who gave her the cold moon flute and taught her the music.

Love her like a mother.

Feng Qingcheng wanted to leave Fengcheng, if she didn't say goodbye to her, it would be too heartless.

Among the pavilions and pavilions, a woman in red sits in front of the guzheng, her slender fingers elegantly pluck the strings, and the crisp and melodious music flows out slowly like flowing water.

Feng Qingcheng jumped off Lie Yanfenghuang's body, holding a paper fan in her hand, her movements were very coquettish, and she fell gracefully in front of Le Ning.

Le Ning was startled, but after Feng Qingcheng put away the paper fan that concealed her face, she felt relieved.

She coquettishly said to Feng Qingcheng: "You girl, you are always so weird!"

She stroked the girl's black hair tenderly, her eyes were full of love.

Feng Qingcheng looked at Le Ning, and couldn't help hugging her.

Her voice was muffled: "Aunt Le, I'm leaving Fengcheng."

Le Ning was stunned for a moment, her hands moved slowly, a layer of reluctance floated in her eyes, and a soft sigh escaped from her mouth.

"Aunt Le knows that you child will not be confined to the small place of Fengcheng." Her voice was more gentle, "Forget it, just remember to visit Aunt Le in the future."

Feng Qingcheng rubbed Aunt Le's embrace with attachment, and reluctantly left the warmth.

She looked at this woman—had taken care of her for three years, treated her like a family member, and thought of her for the first time.

Le Ning gave her warmth, and she wanted something in return.

Feng Qingcheng took out a sheet of music from the storage ring and handed it to Lening.

"Aunt Le, here you are."

Le Ning just wanted to refuse, but when she saw Feng Qingcheng's eyes, she accepted it.

She opened the music score and read a few pages, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Qingcheng, where did you get it?"

I knew Aunt Le would like it.

Feng Qingcheng curled her lips into a smile, and replied jokingly: "Small care, it's not respect."

Le Ning put away the score, and a sandalwood box appeared out of thin air in her hand.

"I originally wanted to give you an ordinary gift... I never thought about it, but it became a parting gift."

She stuffed the sandalwood box into Feng Qingcheng's arms: "Open it when you go back."

Feng Qingcheng pursed her lips, a trace of warmth flashed across her heart.

"Thank you, Aunt Le."

Le Ning pinched the tip of her nose and said, "There's still a need to say thank you...you can stay for dinner, okay?"

Feng Qingcheng nodded without any hesitation.

I am afraid that there will be fewer days of gathering in the future.

(End of this chapter)