God level cram school

Lu Weiyu was dragged into the classroom unprepared.Probably reaping the benefits, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai took Principal Lu's arms one by one, pressed him on the stool, and smirked at Cheng Yuebi.

Cheng Yuebi narrowed her eyes that were shining like spring water, and raised her brows slightly, indicating that they will have ice cream.

"Principal Lu, our current teaching needs the cooperation of a model. Teacher Cheng is the teacher, so naturally we can't be distracted. The others are too young, so I can only ask you for help." Yan Rong said as if endorsing It was a high-sounding one, and then looked at Cheng Yuebi.

Cheng Yuebi closed her eyes and nodded slightly, raised her hand to signal Xiaohei Xiaobai to stand by outside the door.

Lu Weiyu was even more confused when he heard the word "model". Isn't Cheng Yuebi's course "refining vegetation"?

Why are you still involved with models?Is it to test medicine?

It's too inhuman for this fairy to go to class, why did he test the medicine directly on a living person?

"Well, I... I can't do it." Lu Weiyu got up from the stool, waved his hands and said, "You may not understand that if we mortals are poisoned, it will be fatal, although I have eaten a lot of canned peaches , but it probably won’t last long.”

Yan Rong's eyelids drooped, her face full of disgust: "Human beings are so fragile, and I didn't tell you to eat them, so I just smeared them on my face."

"That's not okay, my face..." Lu Weiyu covered his face subconsciously, feeling a little brainwashed, and said casually, "Even if it's a little ugly, but it can't be abused casually. If it doesn't work, I'll go first."

Cheng Yuebi, who had not spoken all the time, stood up now, with a slender figure, and the hem of the white shirt was neatly tucked into the black trousers, making him look more upright, adding a touch of restraint to the already bewitching temperament.

Lu Weiyu was stunned for a moment, and stopped running away. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart... There is still a gap between people and gods.

Cheng Yuebi walked up to Lu Weiyu's side, and smiled slightly, "Yan Rong didn't speak clearly, she just wanted to ask Principal Lu to cooperate with her in completing the homework, one..." She seemed to be stumped in the middle of the sentence, turned to look at Yan Rong, Yan Rong quickly added, "Complete a look... just a moment."

Cooperate with... course?Lu Weiyu's head was full of question marks, he said I was ugly before, now he will cooperate with modeling as a model?Besides, you go to class as soon as you go to class, so how come you have something to do with beauty makeup.

Cheng Yuebi explained: "The refining of plants and trees was originally inherited from the Shennong clan in ancient times. They condensed the flowers of all kinds of herbs in the world, and used them as medicine to save all living things; they used them as fat to burn the appearance of beauties. Today's beauty is also a part of refining plants and trees." One class."

Lu Weiyu was confused, but when Cheng Yuebi said the words, he felt very noble, and he would feel guilty if he didn't cooperate.

When he saw the makeup box thrown out by Yan Rong, he finally understood that he was arrested to be a beauty model...

"Principal Lu, don't be nervous. Yan Rong said this is... a recording, and it can be adjusted later." Cheng Yuebi patted Lu Weiyu's relatively narrow shoulders twice.

Lu Weiyu was dizzy and had already started to rub his face. He faintly realized that the man standing in front of him seemed... more complicated than he imagined.

Well, complicated.

Lu Weiyu didn't have a mirror in front of him, so he could only feel Dao Yanrong's strokes and rubbing on his face, and finally even the wig came up.

"Forget it, I'm a big man..." Lu Weiyu very much rejected this wig that was at least waist-length, but when his fingers touched the wig, he was still very surprised at how realistic and smooth it was.

Yan Rong still endorsed: "Principal Lu, this is the last step. You can't tell me to fail in the first class, but it will hit my self-confidence."

Lu Weiyu swears, he was stunned for a moment, and then he was properly arranged by Yan Rong, his master and apprentice,

A blue hair band that was only one finger wide wrapped around the topknot of the head, wrapped it twice before hanging down, and was smoothed together with the long ink-like hair, unexpectedly carrying a sense of desolation and immortality.

Cheng Yuebi got up and turned to Lu Weiyu, her originally calm but sly eyes froze suddenly, her pupils shrank, and she shook her head repeatedly in amazement.

"What... what's wrong?" Lu Weiyu felt that his head was in a panic, and he didn't dare to reach out to grab it, so he dropped it.

Cheng Yuebi smiled: "Principal Lu, he looks like the person in the painting, like an old friend."

Lu Weiyu blinked his eyes a few times before realizing that he was praising himself. He smiled nervously, trying to find a place to reflect the light.

Finally, Yan Rong straightened a strand of long hair hanging on her shoulders, then faced the camera, only showing her iconic slender arms, and said, "Okay, this is today's ancient-style knight makeup, have you got it yet?"

Lu Weiyu's eyes quickly dodged the camera, and his awkward yet polite smile was fixed on the final screen.

At this moment, Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai who had been guarding the door suddenly called out to Master.

Then Duan Mingze's voice sounded outside the door: "Principal Lu is inside?"

Xiao Hei was nervous: "Well..."

"Not here?"

Xiaobai nodded his head, "Yes, Master, please come in!"

Xiao Hei pulled Xiao Bai's clothes, "Teacher Cheng said... ice cream..."

Duan Mingze didn't want to hear the two little ones chattering, so he pushed the door open and entered the classroom.

Nine o'clock in the morning.

Sunny weather.

The sunlight is exceptionally soft, the classroom windows are not big, the light has its own edges and corners when it comes in, mottled the slightly old walls, it seems to be oversaturated, everything seems old...

The moment the door opened, it was Lu Weiyu who stood up.

The two blue headbands are lifted up by the wind like the long hair of the cloud, Lu Weiyu has a flustered face, just like the softest bunch of rays of light, it will not burn you, but it can be burned in your heart , It's hard to calm the heartstrings between the ups and downs of breathing.

"Haha...it's a little strange, I just cooperate with them..." Lu Weiyu saw the surprise on Duan Mingze's face, and scratched his hair in embarrassment.

Duan Mingze didn't speak for a long time.

Cheng Yuebi stood quietly with her eyes closed, Yan Rong rubbed her hands nervously, swallowed what she wanted to say.

In the end, it was Lu Weiyu who broke the silence.

"I'm going to wash my face." After saying that, he walked towards the door, and after only a few steps, an arm suddenly appeared across his chest. The man suddenly turned around and stood behind him. He couldn't see the other person's gaze. , but inexplicably felt a scorching heat.

Duan Mingze's slender fingers lightly brushed the blue headband of black hair with the width of the middle finger, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and his tone was calm: "It's pretty good."

"Ah?" Lu Weiyu felt his limbs go stiff, and he didn't need to look to know that his neck, which was getting hot, must be red behind his ears.

"It's okay... let's go wash." Duan Mingze grabbed Lu Weiyu's shoulder with one hand, and led him out of the room. Afterwards, the classroom door was automatically closed heavily. Yes, her fear of Duan Mingze seems to be rooted in her bones, she doesn't even know why, but fortunately, she has finished her makeup and hair.

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In the evening, Yan Rong uploaded the video she had made to the Internet, and had dinner with everyone. Only then did everyone know that she had rented a house nearby and was planning to live in the world for a long time. This was opposed by the whole family. Aunt Chang'e She even threatened to have no mooncakes for her on August [-]th.

Lu Weiyu had already removed his makeup, because there was no makeup remover, only a bottle of facial cleanser worth twenty yuan, so he rubbed it several times, and his cheeks were still a little red.

Duan Mingze returned to normal again, as if he was not the one who almost lost control before, and the way he looked at Duan Mingze was no different from usual.

Finish a meal.

Yan Rong took Cheng Yuebi to the top of the building to have a shower.

Because it is a store building facing the street, it is not built very high, with only five floors. Two people can look up at the starry sky and overlook the road.

Yan Rong took out a small jug from her arms, and held it in front of Cheng Yuebi.

"Teacher Cheng, do you want to drink?" Yan Rong is used to being casual in the heavenly realm. She drank, laughed and chatted with the peach blossom fairy every day. Later, she often traveled to the mortal world, and found that mortals usually only drink at the dinner table. The ingredients of the dish, or the medium of communication.

In short, it is rare to see people just to drink, make a breeze, and talk and laugh.

Cheng Yuebi shook her head, "I don't drink."

"Teacher Cheng is just joking, your fox clan is best at brewing wine, why don't you drink it?" Yan Rong didn't believe it, and only thought Cheng Yuebi was prevaricating herself.

Cheng Yuebi smiled slightly, and looked at the star-studded night sky, "I was so drunk, I forgot a lot of things, now I think about how curious I am, so I stopped drinking."

Yan Rong was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Then don't drink it." Then she raised her head and poured the nectar into her mouth, with stars in her eyes and acridness dripping from her throat.

The two of them sat quietly for a while, and Cheng Yuebi said, "Yan Rong, why do you think Lu Weiyu is... ugly." Even if he was a member of the fox clan, Cheng Yuebi never felt that Lu Weiyu's appearance was inferior.

Smash your face, smack your mouth, taste the last bit of wine, wipe your mouth with your arm without a ladylike air, then look at Cheng Yuebi solemnly: "I tell Teacher Cheng, can Teacher Cheng keep it a secret?"

Cheng Yuebi's voice changed a little when she heard her speaking, as if he was suspected of being drunk.

"Okay, let's hear it."

Yan Rong poured another big gulp of wine into her mouth, blushing on her face, "My mother... is the legendary 'Yan Ling' clan that has been exterminated."

The Yan Ling family can be traced back to when the world first opened, when the first source of spirituality in the world was enlightened, the spirits of water condensed and formed a leafless and rootless flower by the river, and a family was born from the flower. For - Yan Ling.

People of the Yan Ling clan can see the deepest imprint on the soul of a person through all appearances.With just one glance, they can pry into the depths of people's souls, even the secrets that they don't even know.

When Cheng Yuebi heard the word "Yan Ling", she clenched her hands unconsciously, and asked, "So, you are also considered to be of the Yan Ling family."

Yan Rong said: "Yes, although I don't see as clearly as my mother, I can still see it, but because of this, I often blur a person's soul imprint and his original appearance."

Cheng Yuebi nodded, "So that's the case. Then... what do you see when you look at people?"

Yan Rong took a deep breath and rubbed her head. I don't know if it's because of the wind, but she seemed to get drunk very quickly today, "Ah, for example... Xiao Ba, that little fat guy, has this lotus branded on his soul, that guy has spirituality. It will become a great tool in the future; there is also little black and little white, which is a fuzzy totem that cannot be seen clearly, but I guess it is the soul-condensing totem of the Ten Temples of Yama, symbolizing their mission."

"anything else?"

"And..." Yan Rong hiccupped, "And Teacher Cheng, your brand is so beautiful, I like it at first sight. It's... a blood-red flower from the other shore, so red. It’s even more scorching than the Wangchuan Road.”

Cheng Yuebi frowned, but said nothing.

Yan Rong finally talked about Lu Weiyu: "Principal Lu, his brand is...a mark, a mark that seems to have been engraved by someone, extremely domineering and fierce, and that kind of possessiveness can almost swallow people up, like a mark in the depths of the netherworld. The coldest and most domineering power, I will feel chills all over after watching it for a long time."

Cheng Yueyu Xibi was quiet for a while, and then restored his smiling face, "So, you call him ugly."

Yan Rong retorted: "I never said he was ugly, I just didn't want to see him too much. If I erased his mark, I would actually..." As he spoke, his consciousness was a little blurred, and he was about to fall down when he fell.

Cheng Yuebi quickly supported her, and asked, "Where's Duan Mingze?" At this moment, his voice became extremely low and powerful, and his eyes darkened in the invisible night.

Yan Rong was in a daze, and reluctantly said: "Look... I can't see it."