Murong Mingyue leaned against a withered peach tree and stared at the sky in a daze for a very long time!
Winter always came earlier on the prairie.
The cold northern wind blushed Murong Mingyue's cheeks and cooled her heart.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Murong Mingyue punched the peach tree behind her again and again. Pain was the only thing that could soothe her irritable mood for the time being.
"Clear blue sky, cloudless, just like this heart, empty."
Sun Mo wanted to be artistic, but the words he said were dry and dry.
When Murong Mingyue heard the stranger's voice, she walked away immediately. Her deerskin boots broke the dried branches, making cracking sounds.
"Murong, it's rare to meet, and we both like to watch the clouds pass by. Why don't we have a chat?"
Sun Mo pretended to have met her by chance. In fact, he had been looking for this cold woman for a long time.
Given Sun Mo's current fame, it was too easy to find out the origin of a teacher. After all, if there were no accidents, the teacher would definitely become his colleague.
This was a quasi-grandmaster. Many great teachers wouldn't have a friend of this level in their lifetime, so they actively helped.
Of course, they didn't have the wishful thinking of getting Sun Mo's friendship, but they still hoped to at least be familiar with him.
However, after asking around, Sun Mo realized that Murong Mingyue had very few friends. It could be said that she was an extremely antisocial woman.
If she died suddenly, no one would find out for ten days to half a month.
Luckily, Murong Mingyue was beautiful enough, and there would always be some men secretly paying attention to her.
The dormitory, library, classroom, and this long-dead peach tree forest were the places where Murong Mingyue was active all year round.
"You scholars from the Central Plains are really full of thieves and prostitutes. If you want to sleep with me, you can just say it …"
Murong Mingyue glanced at Sun Mo with an unfriendly expression.
"As expected of a barbarian, so direct. I heard that in the prairie, there is a custom of kidnapping the bride. I wonder if I have the qualifications to participate?"
Sun Mo looked steady, but his heart was already beating fast.
It's over! It's over!
His acting failed.
Did this woman eat dynamite? Why was her attitude so fierce?
If Murong Mingyue wasn't a quasi-ancestor, Sun Mo would really want to give up. Looking at her face, it was clear that she had been frozen here for a very long time.
What was even more frightening was that her right hand was scratched and bleeding from hitting the peach tree.
Which normal person would do such a thing?
Could he be an intermittent psychopath?
Or?
Has he fallen out of love?
Upon thinking of this, Sun Mo suddenly felt a little unhappy.
Murong Mingyue's figure couldn't be seen because she was wearing a cotton jacket, but her face was so beautiful that it was enough to enchant anyone.
At the thought of how this top-grade woman was already in love, Sun Mo wanted to give her boyfriend a good beating.
Sigh!
This damn possessiveness.
"Sorry, I don't like your face."
Murong Mingyue's lips twitched as she surveyed Sun Mo. "Too ugly."
Sun Mo started. After that, he smiled bitterly. "Do you have to be so direct? You can't trample on my pride like that. "
"You have the guts to chase a woman, but you don't have the magnanimity to listen to a woman's evil words?"
Murong Mingyue said disdainfully.
"Then tell me, how handsome is your boyfriend? How good is he to make you feel sad here?"
Sun Mo touched his face.
"Boyfriend?"
Murong Mingyue frowned. There was no such term in the dictionary of barbarians, but such a simple term didn't hinder her understanding.
"I don't have one."
Murong Mingyue didn't intend to explain, but as a pure and clean woman, she didn't want to be misunderstood.
"Now that you have one, what do you think of me?"
Sun Mo teased.
Bang!
Murong Mingyue's face was cold. She stared at Sun Mo and punched the peach tree beside her.
Wood shavings flew everywhere, resembling winter snow.
"Teacher Sun, what are you trying to do?"
Murong Mingyue asked.
"I'm just indignant. Are ordinary ugly people not worthy of love?"
Sun Mo's tone was indignant.
Murong Mingyue turned and left.
"Damn, what should I do now?"
Sun Mo was a little stunned. His response just now was completely based on the few books on language arts and techniques for chasing women.
Murong Mingyue was obviously in a bad mood, so he joked around, wanting to cheer her up first. This way, he would improve their relationship.
But who knew that she wouldn't fall for it?
"Girls love to listen to handsome people say anything. For ugly people, even if you say sweet nothings for 100 days, it's useless. That's disgusting."
The system chuckled.
"Can't I throw money at her?"
Sun Mo rolled his eyes.
"Do you think this woman lacks money?"
The system said in disdain.
Sun Mo pursed his lips. He couldn't be bothered to think of a trick and was prepared to force it. "Murong Mingyue, I want to poach you to work at a famous school in the Central Plains."
Hearing this shout and feeling the sincerity in it, Murong Mingyue stopped in her tracks. If she could leave the Dragon Subduing Academy and start a new life, it wouldn't be bad, but …
"As long as you're willing to come, you can raise any conditions."
Sun Mo went all out.
Murong Mingyue turned and looked at Sun Mo who was over 20 meters away. His eyes were really full of spirit. He was a man with ideals, drive, and goals.
Unlike me …
"Don't people from the Central Plains like to recite poems the most? Then compose a poem within 10 breaths. If I'm satisfied with it, I'll leave with you. "
After Murong Mingyue finished speaking, she started counting down.
10!
9!
…
"Wait, what's your standard for satisfaction?"
Sun Mo wanted to stall for time, but Murong Mingyue didn't reply at all. Her cold voice spat out a lonely number.
The withered peach blossom forest became even more desolate.
"Damn, do you think you're Cao Pi? You want me to compose a poem in seven steps? "
Sun Mo thought to himself. If I were Cao Zhi, I wouldn't compose a damn poem. I'd strangle Cao Pi first.
5!
4!
…
Even in ancient times, those who could compose a poem within 10 breaths were all astoundingly talented poets, let alone modern people who didn't have much literary self-restraint.
Therefore, Sun Mo racked his brains.
"Time's up."
Murong Mingyue glanced at Sun Mo and turned to leave.
(Now, you should be more tactful, right?)
"Life passes by like lightning in an instant."
Sun Mo said loudly.
To be honest, if it wasn't for the fact that he loved to read when he was young, Sun Mo wouldn't be able to think of a suitable poem even if he was given 100 seconds.
One must know that poetry emphasized the concept the most. If it wasn't read in that setting, the charm would be greatly reduced.
Murong Mingyue was astonished. (You really did it?)
Moreover, this sentence was quite imposing. Wait for him to continue.
"The Painting Tower has let down the beauty!"
Murong Mingyue frowned slightly. The concept was alright, but it sounded like a love poem!
"Will we meet again in the next life? Yet we meet again in a distant place! "
After Sun Mo finished reciting, he reflected on it again. It should be suitable. Then, what was left was to guess what Murong Mingyue might ask and then give a reasonable explanation.
However, Sun Mo was thinking too much.
Although Murong Mingyue was a girl from the plains, she was also familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics. She had read many poems and songs, so her literary appreciation was extremely high.
The first two sentences of this poem didn't have anything special. However, after the third and fourth sentences, the feelings described instantly became sincere and passionate.
Not fated in this life, far away in the next life. Meeting by chance, it was the man she loved to the bone!
Just four sentences made Murong Mingyue imagine a love story. She was immersed in it and forgot to speak to Sun Mo.
"Tsk, girls are really sentimental. They like this kind of beautiful love story."
Sun Mo's lips twitched.
After a few minutes, Sun Mo smiled and asked, "How is it?"
"It's full of nonsense and no literary talent at all!"
Murong Mingyue commented, "It's not bad to be able to write such a poem in just ten breaths of time."
In fact, as a girl from the plains, although Murong Mingyue was born graceful and was like a pretty girl from a humble family, she still had the unrestrained and passionate nature of the barbarians.
Murong Mingyue didn't really appreciate beautiful words like sunset and lonely birds flying together, or autumn water sharing the same color as the sky. Instead, she liked such simple and straightforward poems.
If I love you, I'll elope with you. If I hate you, I'll never see you again.
"Welcome to the Central Province Academy!"
Sun Mo revealed eight white teeth and smiled warmly. With Murong Mingyue, the competitiveness of the school would definitely increase greatly.
"Wait a minute, did I say that I'm satisfied?"
Murong Mingyue's expression was cold, but when she saw Sun Mo's smile instantly disappear and turn into a bitter expression, she actually felt like laughing.
The frustration and gloom she had felt these few days finally dissipated by a lot.
"Oi, you can't trick me like this!"
Sun Mo felt a headache. "What do you want exactly?"
"Teacher Sun, do you really want to headhunt me?"
Murong Mingyue looked seriously into Sun Mo's eyes. Although she didn't understand why an intern teacher would want to headhunt her for another school, that wasn't important.
"Yes!"
Sun Mo nodded heavily. "You can name your conditions!"
"If I go to the Central Province Academy, I'll bring about a calamity. Are you sure you still want to headhunt me?"
Murong Mingyue asked.
"Yes!"
At such a time, he mustn't hesitate. However, Sun Mo's heart was beating like a drum. What was going on with this woman? Could she be a headmaster candidate that the Dragon Subduing Academy focused on nurturing?
If that was really the case, headhunting her would indeed cause a war between the two schools.
Hearing Sun Mo's resolute reply, Murong Mingyue was stunned and a little surprised. After that, she smiled faintly and touched the peach tree at the side.
"Alright, if you can make the peach blossoms here bloom again, I'll follow you to the Central Plains and serve the Central Province Academy till death."
After saying that, Murong Mingyue no longer had any interest in talking and turned to leave.
(Sun Mo, you're too naive!
You dare to headhunt me when you don't understand me at all?
You'll die!
If you're smarter, you'd stop pestering me.)
"Is there a time limit?"
Sun Mo looked at this stretch of withered peach trees and called out.
"Three months!"
Murong Mingyue turned her head. "If you can't do it, you'll have to leave the Dragon Subduing Academy immediately."
"Alright, it's a deal!"
Sun Mo smiled. "If I can do it, you'll be mine for the rest of your life."
"Lunatic!"
Murong Mingyue mumbled. This peach forest was planted by the headmaster's wife a few years ago. She wanted to pray for a good omen of having peach blossoms all over the world. However, the plains were too cold and weren't suitable for peach trees to grow. Therefore, all of them froze to death.
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