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"Hmm..." The dean nodded slightly. For some reason, Wan Muyan felt that the dean was a little cautious and cautious in front of this handsome man, "This is the student who enrolled today."

With that said, the dean called Mu Muyan to stand in front of the handsome man: "Xiao Yan, this is Teacher Hua Yiyueying Hua Zhaoying."

This name is really a mouthful.

"Hello, Teacher Hua."

Hua Zhaoying raised her eyebrows slightly: "What does the dean mean? I only teach classes, not accept students."

"Maybe... you are willing to make an exception for her." The dean turned his head, "Xiao Yan, take out the token."

Evening smoke did so.

The moment he saw the token, even Mu Yan, who was still an ordinary person, could feel a strange fluctuation in the air for a moment.

"It's him...?" Hua Zhaoying looked at Mu Yan in astonishment.

"Yes." The dean nodded lightly, "So I think you will be interested in this girl."

Hua Zhaoying squatted down, her eyes were at the same level as Mu Yan's.

"Your name is Xiaoyan?"

"Ah."

Hua Zhaoying's knuckle-knuckle index finger was placed between Mu Yan's eyebrows.

After Mu Yan only felt a cold touch, the center of her brows became colorfully lit.

This time, Mu Yan did not feel the coercion from all directions like she did in the Lingling Palace.

The light is extremely gentle, with a hint of coolness, accompanied by a fresh fragrance of flowers, as if in a garden after the rain, the plants and trees are eagerly exhaling their own scents.

Hua Zhaoying withdrew her hand, the light disappeared, and Mu Yan noticed that Hua Zhaoying's eyes were so gorgeous.

Most people's eyes have only one color, but Hua Zhaoying has two. The blue pupil is inlaid with a red halo, shining like a beautiful planet in the universe.

"The spiritual power of this little girl..." Hua Zhaoying hesitated to speak.

The dean showed a faint smile: "I said, you will be interested in her."

Hua Zhaoying looked at Mu Yan, and there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes: "Well, yes, I accept it. However, the big class is held like ordinary students, and every night at [-] o'clock, come to me for a small lesson."

Intuition told Wan Muyan that the strength of this person in front of him was unfathomable, and even the head of Zhengdao Academy had to be so cautious and polite when talking to him.

It seems that just after crossing, he hugged his thigh.

About hugging the thigh, Mu Yan is still a professional.

"Meet Master." Wan Muyan knelt down on one knee.

There was a slight smile in the corner of Hua Zhaoying's eyes: "I don't like this, get up. But, every day in the future, you have to water the flowers for me."

"Water the flowers?"

"Come with me."

After finishing speaking, Hua Zhaoying gently took Mu Yan's little hand.

But this time, Mu Yan did not resist.

Hua Zhaoying exudes a detached and refined temperament.

People ignored his age, his gender, and even his overly beautiful appearance, just like a banished fairy.

This kind of temperament made Wan Muyan think of her master.

So kind, so warm, so smooth.

Hua Zhaoying took Mu Yan, and took a small step forward. Before she knew it, the two of them jumped into the clouds. Hua Zhaoying seemed to be walking forward, but within two steps, the two were in the clouds. Under the cover of the sky, he came to a garden in a flash.

The garden exudes the fragrance of flowers and plants, which is exactly the same as that of Hua Zhaoying.

Fresh and elegant, refreshing, lovely to look at, and amiable to smell.