"Why did the teacher praise you?"

"The magical craftsmanship of the axe, the claws of the snow and mud, are the work of nature."

Li Wanyi was stunned for a moment, then she laughed and bent over. She couldn't stop for a long time.

Wei Qingfan tried his best to look away from the thin waist that bent when she laughed, and smiled helplessly: "Is it so funny?"

"Did your teacher really say that?"

Li Wanyi tried hard to hold back her smile, stretched out her hand to straighten her hair and asked, "Did you tamper with it yourself?"

"Really, the exact words."

"Then your teacher is really good at praising others. He can write like a chicken scratching his tongue and speak so elegantly."

Li Wanyi joked with a smile and began to read the questions seriously.

Wei Qingfan smiled and said: "I will convey your compliment to her later."

"Didn't I praise you since I was a child?"

Li Wanyi was a little surprised, "Do you still have contact with your primary school teacher?"

"of course."

Wei Qingfan curled his lips, "It's hard not to contact her. She is my mother."
Chapter completed!