Tang Ning's mouth twitched slightly. How much does Director Yan admire Nangong Lingyun? He said he thought he was very good and was better than most students in the college and came to ask her?

At that moment, she smiled and said, "It's good."

"Hahaha, it's really good. I think that when this sect is selected, there will be one person selected." Director Yan laughed, and a look of expectation flashed in his eyes.

Hearing this, Tang Ning raised his eyebrows slightly. It seemed that Director Yan had high expectations for Nangong Lingyun! She couldn't help but look at Nangong Lingyun who was standing in the square below.

At the same time, after saluting the mentors above, Nangong Lingyun stepped aside and stood there. At this time, he looked up and looked at the mentors present without any trace.

But I didn't expect that when my eyes fell on the mentor at the end, my heart was shocked, and my face showed a look of surprise and shock, and my steps couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Ning'er?"

The screaming voice came out of his mouth with shock, but he came to his senses at the moment when the mentors at the seat looked at him, looking at the little monk who calmly met his eyes.

No, he is not Ning'er, he is a man, a monk, and a tutor of Tianlong Academy. How could he be his childhood sweetheart, but his cultivation is lost and unable to practice?

It is indeed easy to admit mistakes when you look at it, but after closer inspection, there is a very obvious difference in the appearance of the two.

The instructor who was attending the seat exuded a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere. His facial features were less delicate than Ning'er and more masculine in his masculinity. Even if they were similar, they could only be said to have a three-point appearance. Because the auras on the two were very different, it was only when he suddenly saw them that he exclaimed and misunderstood him.

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

Nangong Lingyun put away his mood and bowed, "I admit my mistake." He looked up and looked at the little monk who was looking at him, and said, "I glanced at him in a hurry just now, and I felt that this mentor looked like an old friend. Now, I can only realize that I admit my mistake."

Director Yan looked at Master Tang, but didn't say anything, but waved his hand, because seeing students coming in one after another, more and more people were in the square.

Tang Ning glanced at Nangong Lingyun deeply, then picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip of the tea, then closed his eyebrows, not knowing what he was thinking.

At the same time, in a place not far away, Mo Ye and the dean were standing under the tree with hands in their arms, looking at the people on the other side of the square. To be honest, the dean was looking at the new students, while Mo Ye was looking at the little bald head sitting in the tutor's position.

"Isn't that little monk a new student? How could he be a tutor?" Mo Ye's deep eyes fell on the little monk who sat at the back and looked very quiet and low-key.

Even though he sat at the back, he had a breath of breath, but his blue clothes, a bare head, and an exquisite and outstanding face were already destined to keep a low profile.

Even if you sit in the corner, you can see his existence at a glance.
Chapter completed!