At this time, a question came to the heads of Mi August and others, “Why do they have pens, inks, paper and inkstones on their desks?”
Said to be ‘them’, in fact most of the disciples’ eyes fell on Mi August.
Qiu Qing: “They are the top three new disciples this time.”
“It’s just that I guessed the right place first.” Obviously not everyone is convinced by Mi August and the others, especially Yan Yan and Hao Ming, whose auras are still low-level soul boys. They think that the so-called top three are not based on their own merits. Income from strength.
“Can the top three and the last place be changed in the future?” The young man who first asked the question keenly grasped the key point again. He looked at the book of justice that was still standing by the pavilion, “The teacher said before that in the future There are no seats for every last one.”
Qiu Qing said: “There is only one reward for the top three new disciples. As for the bottom one not being seated every time in the future, it is Master Qiu’s lesson rule. I don’t know if other teachers are like this.”
Hearing this, the expectations in everyone’s expressions disappeared, and the eyes of the three people looking at Mi August also became different.
“The time has come.” Qiu Qing said suddenly.
At first, everyone didn’t understand what he meant by ‘time is up’, but then they saw Master Qiu next to him change his appearance, from a living person to a puppet-like existence.
Obviously the appearance of her clothes has not changed at all from before, but the inner core has completely changed. Qiu Yijian, who had changed his mind, stood up expressionlessly and walked out of the pavilion ignoring everyone’s gaze.
So it turns out that ‘time’s up’ means that morning school is over?
Qiu Qing ignored everyone’s surprise and said: “From today on, all junior brothers and sisters are no longer new disciples. Don’t regard yourself as a new student and think that everything needs to be taken care of by others. You are already a member of the outer disciples. , as my senior brother, my first advice to you is to make good use of your free time in the afternoon and don’t waste it.”
“That’s right.” As if he remembered something, Qiu Qing said to the disciples who were about to move: “Remember to move your personal desks and chairs back.”
“Move? Move back?” More than one person was surprised this time.
Qiu Qing: “Well, if we don’t move back, there will be no seats for morning classes in the future.”
“…” What kind of wrong rules are these! ?
However, no matter how speechless they were, no one dared to go against Qiu Qing’s words.
At this moment, the disciple who has such a good thing as the Ruyi Bag feels particularly comfortable.
Mi August packed his desk and chairs into his wishful bag, got up and walked out.
A figure rushed towards her, “Mi August!” The fighting spirit was finally revealed from this call.
Mi August said: “I just broke through and you just suffered the punishment. Now you are not in the best condition.”
The justice book that caught up with her was dismissed by her, not because of herself, but because she was more concerned about her opponent’s condition.
Since the fight was unsuccessful, Gongyi Shu still walked with her and threw her a small bag.
Through the pouch, Mi August could feel the aura of the spiritual crystal inside.