Chapter 216

Downing's mouth twitched slightly and imperceptibly. How much do you appreciate Lingyan? I think he is very good, and has surpassed most of the students in the college. Do you still want to ask her?

At the moment, she laughed and said, "it's not bad."

"Ha ha ha, it's really good. I think there will be one of the candidates for the selection of this son." Yan chuckled, and a look of expectation crossed his eyes.

Hearing this, Tang Ning eyebrows slightly Yang, it seems that Yan Dao has high expectations for Nangong Lingyun! Can't help, she looked at the south palace Lingyun standing on the square below.

At the same time, after saluting several tutors above, Nangong Lingyun retreated to one side and stood well. At this time, he raised his head and looked at the tutors on the table without trace.

But don't want to, when the eyes fall on the back of the tutor's body, in the heart of a fierce shock, the face showed a look of astonishment and shock, the pace can not help but take a step forward.

"Ning'er?"

The voice of exclamation came out of his mouth with shock, but at the moment when several tutors in the upper seat looked at him, he calmed down and fixed his eyes on the little monk who met his gaze calmly.

No, he's not Ning'er. He's a man, a monk, and even a tutor of Tianlong college. How could he be Ning'er, his childhood sweetheart and all his accomplishments failed to cultivate?

In the past, it is really easy to admit mistakes, but under a close look, there are obvious differences between the two faces.

The tutor in the seat has a quiet and peaceful atmosphere all over his body. Compared with Ning'er, his facial features are less feminine and more masculine than Ning'er. Even if they are similar, they can only be said to have a three-dimensional appearance. Because the breath of the two people is very different, he is surprised at that moment, and then he exclaims and mistakenly recognizes him.

"Ning'er? Who are you calling? " Yan asked in surprise.

Nangong Lingyun put up his mind and arched his hands and said, "I recognized my mistake." He looked up and looked at the young monk who was looking at him and said, "just a glance just now, I just felt that the tutor is very much like an old friend. Now, if you look at it again, I can see that I have made a mistake."

Yan looked at the Tang teacher, but he didn't say anything. He just waved his hand, because there were more and more students coming in.

Tang Ning took a deep look at the Nangong Lingyun, then picked up the tea cup in front of him, sipped the tea, and then closed his eyebrows and eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking.

At the same time, in a place not far away from here, Mo ye and the Dean are standing under the tree, looking at the people on the other side of the square. To be correct, the dean is looking at the new students, while Mo Ye is looking at the little bald head sitting in the tutor's position.

"Isn't that little monk a new student? How could it be a mentor? " Mo Ye's deep eyes fall on the little monk who is sitting at the back, looking very quiet and low-key.

Even if he was sitting at the back of the room, he could not keep a low profile because of his blue clothes, his bald head and his delicate and outstanding appearance.

Even sitting in a corner, you can see his presence at a glance.

The Dean followed his eyes and landed on the little monk, smiling and squinting his eyes: "do you think he is? He's here to be a mento