There was something wrong with my past life

After explaining the matter, the head teacher left the class without disturbing the class.

As for why the transfer student Dongfang Qingyue was so familiar and friendly with Ning Ye in the class, the head teacher was also puzzled. He once thought whether the new transfer student came here just for Ning Ye.

However, as soon as this idea came to mind, it was rejected by the head teacher. After all, at such a critical moment before the college entrance examination, who would make fun of his own future and transfer to another school? What's more, Ning Ye doesn't look that attractive. Ah, let alone being so weak and seriously ill, and having a slightly abnormal brain.

With the departure of the head teacher, class order was restored in the classroom.

But after the previous episode, it was obvious that the students below, especially the male students, had not adjusted their emotions for a while and were not interested in listening to the class at all.

"By the way, Miss Dongfang, have you recovered from the injuries you sustained in the fight with that old bald ass Zen Master Jingzhen at Jiri Temple?"

In class, Ning Ye asked in a low voice with great concern. He had heard before that Dongfang Qingyue used a blood-burning secret method that was extremely harmful to the body. She has been recovering recently. I don’t know how she is doing now. .

Dongfang Qingyue said: "Master healed my injury last night, and now I have fully recovered."

When she talked about this matter, she looked slightly shy, as if she was remembering the embarrassing and ambiguous incident that happened after the fierce battle with Zen Master Jingzhen at Jiri Temple.

"Healing?"

Ning Ye looked a little weird. When she heard this word, she couldn't help but think of how she healed her. It was a bit too much.

Dongfang Qingyue turned her head and saw Ning Ye's strange expression next to her. She seemed to have guessed what he was thinking, and immediately blushed and defended: "Last night was just a normal healing. It was not Ning Ye that you... Anyway, don’t overthink it!”

With the sword master's cultivation, small things like healing wounds can be done from a distance, and the process only takes a few seconds.

And Ning Ye couldn't help but feel ashamed after hearing Dongfang Qingyue's explanation.

What do you mean last night was just normal healing? Does this mean that my previous healing behavior was abnormal? But can you blame me? The situation was so urgent at that time. As the saying goes, human life is at stake, so I also made a lot of sacrifices, okay?

"Ahem... let's change the topic. Miss Dongfang, you said before that Master Sword Master asked you to protect me, and also said that my current situation is very dangerous. What does this mean?"

Ning Ye was very puzzled. She was so low-key now and so kind to others. She had never offended anyone. How could she be in such a dangerous situation?

"Master didn't explain this matter clearly. He only said that Ning Ye may be in danger in the near future, so he asked me to come and protect you personally and kill the invading monsters."

Dongfang Qingyue answered that she was also very confused about this matter. For some reason, the master concluded that there would be demons who would come to Ning Ye and want to harm him.

But now that Master has spoken, as a disciple, I should do my best to fulfill my instructions!

She continued: "In addition, since I have hidden my identity and entered the school where you are, Ning Ye, you can call me another name when you are in school from now on. I also know that in the secular world, the title 'Oriental Girl' is very Anything that violates the rules will easily attract the attention of interested people.”

"Okay, then how should I call you in school from now on? Just call you by your full name?" Ning Ye asked.

At this time, he silently added in his heart, why don't I just call you Luchi Girl from now on, it would be very vivid and vivid.

"Just call me Qingyue!"

As soon as she finished her words, Dongfang Qingyue, who seemed to have noticed something wrong, immediately explained: "After all, Master has always called me this way, and now Master has asked me to take orders directly from you. What you said is Master I mean, you can be considered half of my master."

A lot of explanations behind this were obviously a bit redundant, because Ning Ye didn't care at all about calling him by his first name.

It's very common for him to call someone by name directly. Everyone calls him that way.

But what Ning Ye didn't know was that in daily interactions, the only one who could directly call her by the name "Qingyue" in daily interactions was the sword master who taught her since she was a child, apart from relatives and elders in the family.

Of course, this does not apply to some special circumstances, such as the time when the head teacher directly called Dongfang Qingyue "Qingyue's classmate".

This title can be regarded as a kind of recognition from Dongfang Qingyue. Not everyone can be like this, only people she considers to be close to her, and it is still up to her to take the initiative.

And now, there is Ning Ye.

"Student Dongfang Qingyue, please come to the blackboard and write the final answer to this math problem!"

At this time, the math teacher, who was standing in front of the podium and had already solved the last step of the problem, suddenly said this.

From the beginning, the math teacher, who was over 50 years old, noticed that the new transfer student in the audience had not listened carefully to his lectures at all. He had been whispering to the male classmate next to him. How inappropriate is this? She simply didn't take him seriously as a teacher.

However, because this new transfer student is a delicate and beautiful girl, even an old guy like him felt pity for her when he saw her, so he did not reprimand her directly, so he used this tactful way to remind her to pay attention in class. listen carefully.

"Why did this teacher ask me to come up for no reason? Ning Ye, can I refuse him?"

Dongfang Qingyue, who was sitting under the stage, turned to look at Ning Ye and asked.

"Um... Although Qingyue, you are the sword-wielding elder of the Dao League, but you are in school, and you are a student. It is not good to have a tense relationship with the teacher. You'd better go up quickly, even if you can't do it. It doesn’t matter. Don’t worry, I will give you some advice below!”

Ning Ye said on the side, and he was very obedient and directly changed to a new title.

"Well, I listen to you Ning Ye!"

Dongfang Qingyue nodded, then stood up from her seat and walked towards the big math question on the blackboard.

In her eyes, these strange mathematical symbols were like heavenly books and she could not understand them at all.

And Ning Ye in the audience, relying on her clever brain after becoming smarter, also directly calculated the answer to this big math problem in her mind, which was "2"!

So, he stretched out two fingers to Dongfang Qingyue and secretly conveyed the correct answer to her.

Dongfang Qingyue, who was holding the chalk and standing in front of the blackboard with a blank look on her face, looking at these strange symbols, also remembered that Ning Ye had said that she would help her before, so she turned her head and saw his gesture.

Suddenly feeling confident, she thought for a moment, then picked up the chalk and started writing quickly on the blackboard.

Finally, a lifelike picture showing a victory gesture appeared behind the big math question on the blackboard.

This picture of the victory gesture is exactly the same as the two-character hint that Ning Ye compared!

Dongfang Qingyue is quite confident about painting. After all, she used to practice swordsmanship at Jianfeng. When she was tired from practicing swordsmanship, she would scribble on the ground as her only pastime.

When she thought about it, her classmates and teachers, as well as Ning Ye, would be impressed by her painting so well, so that he would not always think that she was a big idiot who didn't understand anything and was very easy to deceive!

Well, today is the time for her to clear her name!

She turned around with pride, wanting to see everyone's reaction.

However, what puzzles Dongfang Qingyue is why she answered it so perfectly according to Ning Ye's instructions. The math teacher next to her and the classmates in the audience all looked shocked. Could it be that Was it his lifelike painting skills that shocked them?

Well, that should be it. It seems that I will have to hide it properly in the future. After all, my mission here is to protect Ning Ye from danger.

With these thoughts in her mind, Dongfang Qingyue turned her gaze to Ning Ye, wanting to see his reaction at this moment. She was surprised and surprised, and she admired her painting skills very much.

Then she saw Ning Ye covering her forehead, looking strangely confused about whether to laugh or cry.

This is really incomprehensible.

"Hahaha……"

The audience burst into laughter at this moment, and many students laughed so hard that they were about to burst into tears.

Could it be that Dongfang Qingyue saw that the atmosphere in the classroom was too dull, so she deliberately tried to be funny?

The old math teacher on the side had his beard raised up at the moment. He also wanted to laugh, but remembering his identity as a teacher, he quickly held it back and had to be dignified!

"Forget it, Dongfang Qingyue, please put down the chalk in your hands and go back to your seat. Don't be so naughty in the future."

The math teacher choked out such a sentence and summarized the matter.

After all, she was a new student in the class, and she was so beautiful and lovely, so the teacher forgave Dongfang Qingyue's naughty behavior. In his opinion, the little girl must have done this on purpose.

It's cute, but it's a bit too naughty.

Dongfang Qingyue looked confused at everyone's laughter. Aren't she a good painter? Why are everyone laughing?

"Miss Qingyue, do your family members know that you are so cute? It's so cute, it made me laugh so hard, hahahaha!"

Returning to her seat, Dongfang Qingyue heard Ning Ye's words as soon as she sat down, accompanied by laughter.

Acting cute? cute?

It sounds... like you are praising yourself?