Unbelievable Ninth Young Miss: Emperor, Don’t Run Away!

Chapter 5960 Three Old People

Others in the Shenqi Academy have also echoed, saying nothing more than the fact that the Shifang Academy is a group of wastes, and it is becoming more and more unsatisfactory.

Dean Gu’s face is blue, but his self-sustaining status can’t compete with a bunch of students.

Dean Yu is proud of his heart and has no intention of stopping it. Besides, the students are right.

The Shifang Academy now has only one waste, Yan Qingcheng. Although it was lucky to win Guan Zijie, it was just a dog, a donkey, and a transporter. It will definitely not enter the next round.

Their Shenqi Academy not only took the top ten, but even took the top thirteen!

Such an overwhelming advantage, what does the Shifang Academy compare to their Shenqi Academy? There is no comparability at all!

The bustling crowd did not know when there were three old men, three of them were fighting, and there was no special smell in the body, so it did not attract the attention of others.

One of the old people lowered their voices and said quite proudly: "Hey, your ten-party college is really not as good as a year. Last time I remember that it was not so bad!"

I see, or else the two colleges will be combined in the future, lest your ten-party colleges be shameful! ”

"Dust, you are not dead! You can't talk nonsense!" The one who spoke was the short old man from the Ten Square Academy.

The old man known as the whisk is the elder elder of the Shenqi Academy. They are similar in age to the short old man. They are basically the same, and they like to get together.

The recent ten-year-old colleges have been worse than the ones in the past few hundred years. The short old man and the tall old man are not less ridiculed.

"Quan Feng, Zhuang Yu, you two are still not convinced, you have also seen, now you have only the small waste left in the ten-party college, certainly can not enter the next round." Dian said proudly.

The style is the name of the short old man, and Zhuang Wei is the name of a tall old man. Now in this world, only the dust in front of you can call their names.

Qu Feng listened to the dust called the cloud, the first waste, more angry and angry, the small waste is no longer a student of their floods, they called it, why should this dust call her small waste? !

The genre is about to quarrel with the dust, but sees a light figure jumped over the test bench.

At the beginning of the cloud, I looked at the cold and cold and looked at it: "Did you leave? You wait, we will have a meeting sooner or later."

Duan Yi slammed his mouth: "Yan Qingcheng, you will not be sick in your brain? Do you think you can pass the Xiong Wei?"

I advise you to directly accept the loss, anyway, your ten-party college is a waste, not a bad one! Hahaha! ”

At the beginning of the cloud, I was not angry and laughed: "You are wrong. There is only one waste in the Shifang Academy. That is my Yancheng."

Look at your dog's eyes, even if I waste this, I can beat you! To deal with your idiots, I am enough! ”

At the beginning of the cloud, there was really no ambition to say this. Others said that it was hard to deal with the blue dust. But now the scene of the Shifang Academy is so ugly, she always has to say a few words to find a face.

Besides, she did not believe that she was so unlucky, and soon fell against the blue dust.

If the dust falls on the blue, she will not be able to admit defeat.

Duan Yi heard the words of the beginning of the cloud, and it was a big laugh, I felt that the beginning of the cloud was simply an idiotic dream, and her waste would not be able to beat the bears of her confrontation for a while.

(End of this chapter)