Rebirth system: I resurrected millions of sheep warriors

Meizizi asked, "Are you the sheep poverty?"

Yang Pinqi held the dry grass and nodded without saying anything.

Meizizi began to introduce herself, "I'm Meizizi from the class, a new transfer. Xiyue is my husband. He keeps talking about you and says you're his best friend."

Yang Qiong was startled and three grains of dry grass fell from his arms. Xiyue and I didn’t have a good relationship, but I didn’t expect that he was still thinking about me?

He felt ashamed when he thought about how he had been jealous of Xiyue because of his excellence.

Mei Zizi asked again: "Why don't you go to school?"

Sheep is poor and hesitant.

Meizizi continued to ask: "Do you want to go to school?"

Yang Pinfu did not answer. He lowered his head and looked at the dry grass in his arms, trying to find one that still had some green on it.

Yang's poor parents and teacher Yang Mi were looking at the two people.

Meizizi asked again very seriously: "Do you still want to go to school?"

"think."

His voice was extremely low.

Everyone heard it clearly.

"Just think about it."

Meizizi turned to the sheep's impoverished mother and said, "Auntie, can you gather everyone in the village?"

The poor mother sheep looked up at the poor father sheep.

The poor father of the sheep nodded and said, "Go ahead."

She went out the door.

Meizizi said, "Let's go inside and sit down. It's a bit cold outside."

Yang's poor father finally reacted at this time and quickly invited several people into the house.

The driver also followed in.

The room was very simple, with only a stone table in the middle and a few pieces of rags on the stone block next to the table.

After everyone sat down, Yang's poor father took out four clean bowls and poured hot water into them.

Mei Zizi picked up the bowl and instantly felt much warmer.

The hot air from her mouth mingled with the steam rising from the bowl.

"Uncle, this is what I think..."

She briefly recounted the plan she had made with Teacher Yang Mi in the taxi.

Then he turned to Yang Pinqi and continued, "Teacher Yang Mi said that you always rank first in the class in academic subjects. I have something for you to help me with. I am the leader of the Meiyangyang tribe."

After hearing this, the driver's body trembled and the bowl in his hand fell to the ground.

He looked at Meizizi in surprise.

Meizizi continued, "You know how low the admission rate of Sheep Village No. 1 Middle School is. Ordinary people can't even get in. I want you to go to our Meiyangyang tribe after you graduate and teach them cultural courses. The rise and fall of the grassland is the responsibility of every sheep."

Yang Qianfong has not yet recovered from his shock. That is the beautiful sheep tribe, one of the six legendary ancient sheep tribes.

I don't even get to meet this unattainable family on a regular basis, so how can I be qualified to teach there?

He quickly refused: "No, no, no, how can I..."

Mei Zizi interrupted him directly: "Why, my Mei Yangyang clan can't invite you?"

Yang Qiongpin's father reached out and slapped Yang Qiongpin on the head, and hurriedly said with a smile: "That's not right, Patriarch. You think highly of our Qiongpin. It's his blessing. No, that's not right. It's the blessing of our whole family!"

Sheep Poor's father pushed Sheep Poor with his hands.

"How can you be so ungrateful, kid?!"

Mei Zizi continued, "Of course, I also have conditions. You must guarantee that you will rank among the top three in every exam. Can you do that?"

Yang Qiongpin nodded and said, "I can."

Meizizi said: "Then you mean you agree."

Sheep Poverty opened his mouth but no words came out.