Jin Pinmei: A Girl Appraiser

"So it's Mingyuetong..." Wu Yi suddenly came to her senses when she said this, and hurriedly said with a smile, "Mr. Ximen?" This person is not her student.

"Hehe, Teacher Wu is being polite." Ximen Mingyue said with a smile, "Come on, let me introduce you. This is my friend—Feng Tang!"

Feng Tang just smiled at Teacher Wu, if it wasn't about the sun bottle, he must have been lying on the bed at this time, reading a book, ready to go to sleep.

"Feng Tang?" Mr. Wu said silently twice in his heart, then looked up at Feng Tang, and asked abruptly, "Why do you look familiar to me? What year are you a student?"

Feng Tang was stunned. He could guarantee that his middle school English was definitely not taught by Mr. Wu. The teacher might forget the students. After all, he has to take so many students every year. It would be wrong to want to remember everyone. possible.

In general, however, students are less likely to forget their classroom teachers.

"Mr. Wu, although I also graduated from Jinling Middle School, I don't seem to be your student." Feng Tang shook his head.

Wu Yi thought for a while, if she wasn't her student, theoretically speaking, she shouldn't have an impression. Why did Feng Tang look familiar to her the more she looked at it?

At this time, Duanmu Baolian had already changed into ordinary clothes and came downstairs.

Hearing Duanmu Baolian's footsteps, Feng Tang turned his head instinctively.

Wu Yi's gaze fell on Feng Tang's side face, which should be said to be a sitting back... Then, she was suddenly dumbfounded...

"Ms. Wu, Mr. Wu..." Duanmu Baolian saw that Wu Yi's expression was different, and hurriedly shouted, "What's wrong with you?"

Wu Yi finally remembered where she had met Feng Tang... He really wasn't her student, even if he graduated from Jinling Middle School, he wasn't her student either.

Being called by Duanmu Baolian, Wu Yi also came back to her senses, couldn't help but look at Duanmu Baolian again, and then her eyes fell on Feng Tang.

Feng Tang suddenly had a strange feeling that when someone saw him back then, he seemed to be the same way... Sigh, he looks like this, just to cause trouble, or he should go to Korea, the whole thing, so as not to keep causing trouble. Trouble.

"Cousin, show Teacher Wu the sun bottle." Duanmu Baolian looked at Ximen Mingyue and said.

"Wait!" Wu Yi said suddenly, "Baolian, since I have already promised you, then I will definitely not go back on my word, and I will do my best to translate those few ancient Egyptian words for you. But, for you Before translating, I want to ask a question."

"Eh?" Duanmu Baolian sat down beside her curiously and asked, "Teacher, what do you want to ask?"

"Feng Tang?" Wu Yi looked at Feng Tang and called out.

"Teacher Wu called me?" Feng Tang frowned slightly. He understood what Wu Yi was going to ask. Since she knew ancient Egyptian, she might have participated in it back then, so she had seen some things she shouldn't have seen.

"Yes, I call you." Wu Yi nodded and said, "How is your father?"

Feng Tang nodded, what's wrong with his father?

Sure enough, Wu Yi asked such a question, and then laughed a little self-deprecatingly, and said: "I think there is nothing wrong with him, he is rich and powerful, but please Mr. Feng, please convey a word to the doctor, he is worthy of dying that year." People in the East China Sea?"

Duanmu Baolian was stunned, and Ximen Mingyue was obviously stunned for a while, Feng Tang thought about it seriously, then suddenly shook his head and said: "Teacher Wu, you are wrong!"