Yun Ruohan raised her glass, her eyes shining, her voice resounding. "The luckiest thing in my life is to enter the Xiaoyao School, get to know you guys, and be taught by Little Uncle-Master and Mr. Mo."
Muyan gently swirls the wine cup, "May we live forever in this life and this night, free and unfettered forever!"
The others raised their wine glasses and laughed loudly in response. "May we live forever in this life and live freely forever!!!"
Even Di Ming Jue and Luo Yunxiao raised their glasses.
The expressions on their faces didn't change much, but there was a faint smile and warmth in their eyes.
In the space, Qi Huang, who could not eat barbecue and drink, was throwing a tantrum.
But after Mu Yan threw him a new shirt, he happily ran to try it on.
The young man, who had changed into new clothes, sat on the grass in the space. He looked at the night sky outside, smelled the fragrance of wine, and listened to the young girl's crisp laughter. He hugged the Soul-Peeping Chess in his arms tightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved up.
Such a moonlight, such a night, such laughter, and such wine.
No matter how hard one's heart was, no matter how cold one's shell was, no matter how rough one's past was, softness would be eroded, and one would sink into the peace of the world at this moment.
So, no matter how difficult the future was, the Hell of Mahānata.
Even if the future was unpredictable, life and death, love and hate were not up to one's control.
This night's moonlight, this night's barbecue, this night's wine, and this night's promise, no one would ever forget it.
= = =
Ever since the class, Mu Yan felt like there was a force in her body that wanted to break through.
She had a feeling that if this force broke through, she might be able to reach the top of the Linglong Tower.
"Little Sister, did you know? Ever since the public class, the Starry School students have been divided into two factions. Every day, they argue about who is better, Mr. Mo or Little Uncle-Master. "
"Hehe, Sixth Sister, what do you think? Who do you think is better, Mr. Mo or Little Uncle-Master? "
Mu Yan touched her chin. "I don't know who is better, but as a teacher, they are definitely not qualified."
"Huh?"
Muyan snorts lightly, "These two people have been holding the title of tutor for so long, but they've only attended one public class, and they haven't even spoken a word. He didn't even give us any special guidance courses. Do you think this is how a teacher should act? "
"Eh, now that you mention it, it does seem to be the case!"
"Little Martial Uncle still taught us for two days. Teacher Mo really didn't give us a single lesson."
"Tsk, is Little Martial Uncle teaching us? That's clearly torturing us! "
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, as expected, he doesn't have a mentor!"
Just as everyone was talking happily, two voices suddenly came from not far away.
"You guys want to go to class so badly?"
…
Therefore, because of this discussion, the Alkaid Branch's miserable days began.
The only exception was Su Ziyi, who was in poor health and could not be tortured.
The other seven people, including Mu Yan, are tortured to the point where they wish they were dead.
No matter how much they cried and begged for mercy, the two instructors did not relent at all.
On the other hand, Star Wolf, who was hiding in the dark, watched the progress of the few of them. His initial feelings of jealousy slowly turned into amazement.
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