Chapter 1044 I Am Very Cold, so I Will Not Take the Initiative to Kiss You (10)
Di Zhao was slightly stunned, the feeling of being held by his hand was very strange.
The young man's white ears were slightly pink, and he pursed his lips, not hating such a touch.
It seems to be a lot more relieved, not so tense and overwhelmed.
Cang Huai glanced slightly and then withdrew his gaze.
With emotion, Lord Shangshen really has a cold face and a warm heart.
The girl in white had a calm expression on her face, holding the little boy beside her.
The young man's appearance is stunning, and he is being led obediently. This kind of picture makes many people stop.
What's more, the dean still respectfully walked ahead and led the way.
The students of Imperial College couldn't help guessing the identities of the woman and the boy, and there were not many people in Xuanming Continent who could treat Cang Huai like this.
When I arrived at the classroom of Class A, before I entered, I heard loud noises.
Cang Huai frowned, turned his head to look at Feng Qian: "My lord, you wait here first, and I will go in and have a look."
The girl has no expression on her face: "Yeah."
The students in Class A are not only endowed with extraordinary talents, but their backgrounds are also among the best in Xuanming Continent.
These children who grew up held in the palm of their hands were very noisy when they got together.
After a while, the classroom fell silent.
Canghuai came out from inside, "My lord, please."
"Um."
The girl nodded slightly, and turned her head to look at the little boy beside her.
"Want to come in with me?"
Di Zhao hesitated.
Standing beside the girl, he quietly glanced into the classroom through the gap.
A lot of people.
Boys and girls, a lot.
He blinked, nervous.
But... a person is outside...
The little boy lowered his head and said in a small voice, "Mmm."
Feng Qian looked at him, then led Di Zhao into the classroom.
The children in the classroom are all in their teens, and they look about the same age as Di Zhao.
Those children are confident and proud, and they dress well.
At this moment, they all opened their eyes curiously, looking at the girl who walked in.
When he caught a glimpse of the little boy led by the girl, he couldn't help becoming curious.
After walking in, the girl spoke concisely and her voice was cold: "From now on, I will be your mentor."
Being watched by many eyes, Di Zhao was very nervous, and his palms began to sweat.
He moved slightly and hid behind the girl.
Sensing Di Zhao's nervousness, Feng Qian said in a volume that only two people could hear: "Don't be afraid."
Di Zhao paused, and was comforted by the girl's words.
The child sitting below was very curious about Feng Qian.
It is very strange that there is only one High God in Xuanming Continent.
It is said to be more than five thousand years old, but it looks very young and beautiful.
A young boy stood up curiously and asked, "Are you Lord Shangshen?"
After the child asked his doubts, the other children also whispered and discussed.
"It doesn't look like it, it feels younger than my mother."
"But she's so cold, it feels fierce."
"But the dean said she is Lord Shangshen."
…
The children whispered, Feng Qian nodded to the boy.
It can be regarded as an acknowledgment of identity.
"My lord, are you really over five thousand years old?"
A little girl stood up and asked curiously.
Feng Qian also nodded.
The children in the classroom asked questions one after another, and Di Zhao hid behind Feng Qian, suddenly feeling left out.
He pursed his lips, reached out and tugged at Feng Qian's sleeves.
The sleeves were pulled, Feng Qian turned his head and looked at Di Zhao.
"What's wrong?"
The young boy looked up at the girl, pursed his pink lips, and blinked his eyes a few times.
Finally, he asked slowly: "What is a mentor?"
Feng Qian paused and explained: "People who guide cultivation."
"Practice?"
The boy tilted his head slightly, puzzled.
"Don't understand?" Feng Qian raised his hand and touched Di Zhao's head, "I'll teach you later."