Chapter 1979

Xia Xue knew that Ye Moliang was installing network cables for the Second Ring Road recently, and he spent most of his time on site giving instructions.

At this time, he should be there, and he must have free time to learn ancient characters.

Xia Xue rode Honghong to the construction site, and she saw Ye Moliang sitting on the side of the road, holding a warm water bottle in her arms.

Xia Xue immediately ran over and took out a piece of paper with thirty ancient characters written on it from her schoolbag.

"Little lecturer, you haven't learned ancient characters for three days. Here are the thirty ancient characters I compiled for you. Shall I teach you?"

Ye Moliang looked at her in surprise, "You haven't finished school yet, why are you here?"

Xia Xue said proudly: "I know what the professor said. I remembered that you haven't learned ancient characters today, and you have to work overtime at night, so I came to you."

Ye Moliang pursed his lips and asked, "Didn't Lan Hao take you to class together? He let you go?"

"The legs are on my body, I can walk as soon as I want, I don't need him to let me go."

Ye Moliang was silent for a while, and said, "Save up a hundred words and I'll learn them again!"

Xia Xue looked disappointed, "Save again? You have saved several times, and now you just rest, let me teach you?"

As he said that, he took the paper and started to teach: "Look at this word, pronounce song, four tones, send it through Chinese characters, see I wrote it here, read this word..."

While teaching, Ye Moliang's attention didn't seem to be on the paper, he got up suddenly, passed Xia Xue, and walked to a construction site.

"A little further to the left, the electric box moves to the left."

Xia Xue pouted in frustration and sat on the ground.

Holding the paper, he said angrily: "I'm kind enough to teach you that you don't want to learn. Thanks to me writing so much and annotating each one, I haven't had the patience to teach Lan Qinxue..."

Just as she was muttering, a hot water bottle was stuffed into her arms.

"Hold it for me, I'll help."

"Oh……"

Xia Xue was very unhappy.

Ye Moliang walked two steps and said again: "If you have nothing to do, go back quickly, it's very cold here."

"Oh, I see."

Ye Moliang turned and left, discussing the installation of electrical boxes with several construction servants.

Xia Xue ravaged the hot water bottle.

"Tell you not to learn! Tell you not to learn! Rubbing you to death! Rubbing you to death!"

"North Star Moon."

In the distance, Ye Moliang suddenly called her.

Xia Xue immediately put away her vicious expression and smiled sweetly at him.

"What's up?"

"If you keep kneading, my hot water bottle will break."

"..."

Xia Xue stopped rubbing, but felt wronged in her heart.

What should they do so that they can go back to the time when they talked about everything?

Just like that, a few more days passed, and it was the coming-of-age day of the fake saint.

When the noble ladies of the Snow Clan come of age, they will celebrate with great fanfare.

The grown-up ladies will also present a coming-of-age dance to the honored guests present on the day.

The coming-of-age feast of the fake saint was placed on the square outside the Snow Palace.

The square had been laid out early, and it was a pink and peachy color.

In order to celebrate the coming of age of the saint, even the School of Magic had an exceptional holiday.

Xia Xue got up early and ran to find Ye Moliang.

"Little lecturer, are you up yet?"

She pushed open the door of Ye Moliang's bedroom, only to find that the little lecturer was no longer in the room.

Xia Xue was a little disappointed, not only because Ye Moliang was not around, but also because the fake saint was living the honor of coming-of-age feast that should belong to her under her identity.

Xia Xue went downstairs and found Honghong and Naihuang.

She rubbed her red hair and said in a low mood: "Red, do you know? I really don't want to go to today's banquet. I don't want to see a fake saint, but I have to go. I just have to show my face in front of the nobles." , they can remember me..."