Don’t Mess with the War Goddess

Before Mu Chenyuan left Song Changshou's dormitory and returned to his dormitory, he sent a text message to An Xia.

"Are you ok?"

I've been analyzing the video of Chang Fan, and I haven't paid much attention to the school forum. In addition, he is now a teacher, and his attention is not very high. He is a small and transparent fencing teacher and basically can't deal with students when he is out of class.

Teachers and students, the difference between identities, naturally there is a certain sense of distance.

It is this sense of distance, many things are often known to the students, but the teacher is still in the clouds, without even hearing the least bit of wind.

That's why Song Changshou said that now there is An Xia in the student group, and they are much more relieved.

Those things that are hidden in the student group and are not known to the teacher, with An Xia, they can also know in time.

Not yet back to fate, An Xia's text message came over.

"Not so good, how are you going to comfort me?"

As the two people's feelings deepened, An Xia's chat with Mu Chenyuan was relaxed as he pleased.

There is no need to think about words, to be vigilant, and to deal with the trap that the other party may set for oneself.

It's easy, you can say whatever you want.

Mu Chenyuan curled his thin lips and asked, "How do you want me to comfort you?"

Hug and hug high?

Browsing the student forum last night, weird knowledge points increased a lot overnight.

What YYDS, translated as: eternal god

xswl is: laugh me to death

SSFD is: trembling

All are abbreviations in Pinyin.

Before reading the text, he thought for a while and didn't figure out what it meant.

Kissing, hugging, and holding high are also popular expressions in student groups.

The picture that came up in my mind, um, was also very exciting.

An Xia is in class.

The reply was a little slower.

Although I don't like the identity of a student, I don't like attending classes.

But, since you are here, you have to be correct. No one likes to be distracted by the listener when he is speaking seriously.

The teacher disliked it even more.

Moreover, Xia Guo's teacher is quite powerful. Whoever is a little distracted, with eyes like eagles, immediately locks the target.

Comparable to a reconnaissance plane!

No one can escape.

Just now, she just bowed her head to give Mu Chenyuan a message back, and the teacher who said the Code of Hammurabi smiled her name.

"Anxia, ​​you answer this question. Why do you say that the Code of Hammurabi is an important property of the people of the world? Please try to express it in Romance languages."

As a foreign language student, I naturally have to express in the foreign language I have learned.

It's just that now they have only started school for a month, and it is difficult to express them fluently.

The students are particularly interested.

They really haven't heard Anxia express it in Romance languages ​​alone.

An Xia has a particular headache.

It's not that I don't understand, but I'm not used to it.

It's hard enough to pretend to be a student, but even harder to pretend to be a student who is cleverly answering questions.

I got up, thought about the knowledge points I had learned before, and spoke fluent Romance French.

Beautiful, beautiful, and affectionate, there is no spoken language of Xia Guo at all, pureness is like speaking one's own mother tongue.

An Xia's voice is very clean and clear, without a trace of impurities. When the beautiful Romance French comes from her mouth, such jerky and incomprehensible codes have become poetry.

It's no surprise that all the students present can say it.

But it was really unexpected to be said to be as fluent as An Xia.

"Did you grow up over there? This is too authentic."

"Don't make a fuss, rich people can speak a few foreign languages, it's normal."

"Pull it down, rich people have to study hard, just rich, not to learn, there is a fart."

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Over there, Mu Chenyuan is still waiting for a reply.