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Lu Yifan crossed his 'legs', holding Gu Yang's set of high-grade purple sand tea sets, drinking his best red robe, looking like a boss.

Gu Yang's forehead was slightly bruised, and he thought to himself: "Little rabbit cub, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's request for you, how could you be so embarrassed!"

With a click, Lu Yifan smiled and said, "The treatment of the principal of this key high school is really different!

"It's a shame, people are coming in a while, if you can't win, don't blame me for turning my face and not recognizing people!" Gu Yang said angrily.

"Hahaha, Principal Gu, don't worry about me. But speaking of which, you literati are really, when you were young, you just loved to show off your talents, how can you still learn to fight at such an old age. Lu Yifan said with a smile.

"Hey, that's a long story......"

It turned out that Gu Yang and Tang Guoqiang were young, and the two were also famous talents in the school when they were in college.

The bloody thing is that the two fell in love with the school 'flower' at the school at the same time, and in the end, the school 'flower' was chased away by Gu Yang and became his current wife, but Tang Guoqiang has always been obsessed with it.

Tang Guoqiang felt that since he lost to Gu Yang in the matter of his wife, he had to get it back from the next generation.

So he asked Gu Yang to compare himself with each other when his children grew up.

At that time, he had just married the school 'flower', how could the high-spirited Gu Yang be afraid?

But who would have thought that Tang Guoqiang's 'female' talent would be so terrifying, and he became an orange moon-level poet at a young age.

Look at his son again, although his grades are not bad, he can only be said to be better than ordinary people, but he is not excellent, let alone outstanding.

Fortunately, Gu Yang lied that his son didn't like poetry, and he taught all his talents to his apprentice, so he found Lu Yifan and pretended to be his 'door' disciple.

"It's bloody! I don't think you two adults are more naïve than us kids. Lu Yifan said speechlessly.

I can tell you, Tang Guoqiang's 'daughter' Tang Mengyao is very talented, and has published dozens of ancient poems in the "National Poetry" newspaper, and has also been nominated by the National Ancient Poetry Association as an exception to become an orange moon-level poet, enjoying the literati allowance issued by the ******.

I have also thought of looking for an orange moon-level poet to come out of my apprenticeship before, but none of the orange moon-level poets I know are under the age of forty, and they are forced to ask you for help.

I don't think you'll win this time, at least don't let me lose face. ”

Seventeen-year-old Orange Moon poet who enjoys state allowances.

It can be said that it is unparalleled in the world and proud of the world!

Even Gu Yang had to envy and envy Tang Guoqiang for having such a strong 'daughter'.

He didn't think that Lu Yifan could win against Tang Mengyao, he just hoped that this kid would not lose so badly.

Lu Yifan smiled indifferently.

The poetry and songs of 5,000 years in China are all in his mind, even if the blazing-sun poet comes, he is sure to be killed by him in seconds!

"Why are these two people so slow, you sit here first, I'll go out and have a look." ”

With that, Gu Yang hurriedly went out.

Lu Yifan, who was bored, also walked out of the principal's office and swayed back and forth in the corridor casually.

Although it is summer, today's weather is exceptionally cool, and it has a bit of autumn atmosphere, which makes Lu Yifan take a deep breath and feel particularly refreshing.

"It's so cool, it's autumn!"

A hearty exclamation attracted Lu Yifan's gaze.

Not far from the corridor, a middle-aged man with a majestic appearance and a formal suit was looking at the sky.

Lu Yifan couldn't help but laugh and said: "Uncle, it's not dog days yet, why is it 'a good autumn'?"

was disturbed by his own artistic conception of indulging in 'fascination', the man was angry, turned his head to look at Lu Yifan, and found that he was just a student, so his face was slightly soothed: "Hehe, since ancient times, literati 'Sao' and guests have loved 'Yin' Qiu Songqiu, which is a kind of taste and artistic conception of our poets. It is impossible to understand this artistic conception at your age, and if you read more books in the future, you may be able to understand it in twenty or thirty years. ”

"I'll call it autumn, what kind of mood can I blow it in...... It's not that Hin understands you poets. Lu Yifan plucked his nostrils and said speechlessly.

"Hey...... How terrible is ignorance! Okay, little doll, let's go to class, uncle, I won't talk to you about anything else. Tang Guoqiang said and turned his head and left.

"I give 0 points to this ~ 'forced' pretend. Lu Yifan also smiled.

After returning to the principal's office, about half an hour later, there was finally movement outside the 'door'.

When the 'door' was opened, Lu Yifan was suddenly stunned when he saw the graceful 'girl'.

Tang Mengyao was also stunned when she saw Lu Yifan.

"Dead ~ perverted ~ perverted?!"

"Big white cheek?!"

Both exclaimed at the same time.

But after exclaiming, Tang Mengyao's face turned red when she heard Lu Yifan's name for herself.

She never forgot the day when her lower body was looked at by Lu Yifan, and she couldn't forget the scene when this guy secretly 'touched' her big 'legs' and ass while carrying her.

I thought the two would never see each other again, but I didn't expect to meet again today on such an occasion.

As soon as she saw Lu Yifan, Tang Mengyao's heart was inexplicably full of anger.

"I lost such a big face in the toilet that day, and today I have to disgrace you!" Tang Mengyao gritted her teeth and waited for Lu Yifan, with that look, she couldn't wait to swallow him alive.

When Tang Guoqiang saw Lu Yifan, he was also surprised: "Why is this little doll of you?"

"Yifan, let me introduce, this is my hair small, and Tang Guoqiang, who is also a poet of the scorching sun. This is her 'daughter', Tang Mengyao. Judging by the way you look, have you known each other for a long time?" Gu Yang asked.

"How could I know him like this dead ~ perverted ~ perverted?" Tang Mengyao didn't have a good breath.

"Hey, big white belly, you make it clear who is perverted? That's the men's toilet, you a 'girl' student broke in, scolded me with a head and face, and said that I was perverted~ perverted?" Lu Yifan said unceremoniously.

Screaming one by one, Tang Mengyao had already been burned by Lu Yifan's anger.

"Haha, the two of you are really interesting, it's a bit of a little bit of a quarrel! Meng Yao hasn't been in love yet, right? Gu Yang couldn't help but quipped.

"Who's the little couple with him!"

"Who is the little couple with her!"

Lu Yifan and Tang Mengyao said in unison.

After speaking, the two glared at each other angrily at the same time.

"Old Gu, the joke is not so insulting. My 'girl', is this kid worthy of it?" Tang Guoqiang's face darkened suddenly.

Tang Guoqiang's first impression of Lu Yifan was that he was shallow in his studies.

How can this kind of person be compared with his own 'daughter'?