2289: If we're fated, let's meet again in the martial arts world

If we're fated, let's meet again in the martial arts world

A stream of tears fell from Emma's eyes. She looked aggrieved, but there was nothing she could do. It was as if she had been trapped in a certain period of time and could not walk out of her dream. She had been dreaming of being Cinderella for more than ten years. She had long woken up from the dream and her dream was broken. However, she still missed the beauty of being Cinderella and chose to forget it.1

Ye tingjun had no intention of talking to her anymore and left the campus slowly.

"Watch her!"

"Yes!"

Ye Chu did not know about the conversation between ye tingjun and Erma. Her elective class today happened to be mu Yuan's class, so she had chosen a seat early on. A few friends sat beside her and were all talking about everything. When Erma came in, she saw a happy and harmonious scene.

Ye Chu was not very popular, but many people came to make friends with her. She did not refuse anyone, but she was not a heart-blind person. She knew who was really good to her, and she was always close to those few people.

They were like a small group, and no one could get in. When Erma was in high school, she was also a socialite. Because she was born in Twain's family, she became the goddess and the focus of the school. Everyone was around her. She was the focus of any party and the most dazzling existence. Now, she could only look at ye Chu.

Ye Chu was like a little sun, and everyone was surrounding her. Even the popular professors of the elective classes liked ye Chu very much.

The moment mu Yuan came in, ye Chu waved at him and was all smiles. Although the professor did not smile at her, his expression was very gentle and not cold at all. It was as if he had changed his face.

Was she that likable?

She clearly didn't know anything. Ye tingjun probably liked ye Chu when she was eight years old.

She was not willing to lose to ye Chu.

If she had a good family background, if she had ye Chu's background, if ye Chu was her background, would she still be so likable?

There were some things that one would not be jealous of or hate if they had never obtained them. Once they obtained something and lost it, it would become an obsession.

Now, this had become an obsession of Erma.

Ye tingjun's warning was still ringing in her ears. She was unwilling to accept it, but she thought about her future. For ye Chu, she had to give up her entire future. It wasn't worth it, right? she ... Was really unwilling.

Mu Yuan's lesson was relatively simple and easy to understand. It was not difficult at all. At the end of the lesson, he simply bid farewell to his classmates.

"Professor, don't go. We will miss you."

"I can't bear to leave professor. Professor, please teach us for another year."

"Professor, where are you going? take us with you."

"You're the most handsome professor in our school ... Your popularity has already shot up to the top. If you leave, what are we going to do? we'll have to depend on the old man."

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Mu Yuan listened to them talking at once and felt very helpless. This group of people was really too lively.

It was his first time being a teacher, and he felt quite special.

He couldn't help but think of the time when Jack was an instructor. An instructor could barely be considered a teacher.

The feeling of being a teacher was not bad. Looking at the tender flower buds below, his mood was lifted. He couldn't help but wonder if Jack would have noticed him and liked him if he hadn't flirted with him back then.

It can't be.

He knew very well how shameless he was back then. It was a period of time where he did not know shame and did everything to pursue him.

"There's a saying in our country. If we're fated, we'll meet again in the martial world."

Mu Yuan only left this sentence for the students. It was extremely carefree, and it was also rare for him to shed his professor's aloofness and reveal a smile. A bunch of students clamored for the professor's WeChat, but they were all rejected by the professor.

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