Chapter Seventy-Four: Mengxue
Most of these children can't even count to ten......
Qianbaohou felt that his IQ had been insulted, what did he learn, what did he learn, and he sat in a row behind his hands......
"I'll take it!" While Qianbaohou was distracted, Mr. Forget waved his hand at Zhuge Hui.
"Mr. Xie Forget!" Zhuge Hui turned around to leave after saluting.
Qian Baohou immediately stopped in front of him, and rolled up his sleeves directly with both hands.
"Where are you going?" Qian Baohou grabbed Zhuge Hui's back placket, raised his right foot and kicked at his ass.
"Oh, Brother Bao, we are all in Cuizhu Peak! There is the official school of the academy!" Zhuge Hui covered his buttocks with both hands, and did not turn around, and shouted directly with his back to Qian Baohou.
"You?" Qian Baohou only reacted at this time, no wonder he always felt that something was missing in the morning.
It turned out that everyone else was gone! The relationship was sent to Mengxue alone! It's so angry! Don't say anything else, the four black brothers are actually stronger than themselves?
Taking advantage of the moment when Qianbaohou was distracted, Zhuge Hui directly broke free.
"My father asked you to come to Mengxue to study! Brother Bao, you have an opinion, tell my father! That's right! The calligraphy and painting you mentioned are none other than that little fat man! Poof......... Haha......"
Zhuge Hui slipped away very fast. By the time the laughter rang out, the people had already arrived outside the hospital.
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"Hey...... Mr. Forget, you see that I have only learned at my age, and I am obviously a rotten wood! Can you ...... the sneering Qianbaohou arched his hand at Mr. Forget.
"Can't!" Mr. Forget interrupted without looking at him.
"Don't! Look at me...... Abba ...... Abba ...... "Hippie smiling face, Qianbaohou, suddenly found himself mute.
The smile on his face disappeared instantly, and he looked at Mr. Forget in horror.
"Take a seat, go to class!" Mr. Forget stretched out his hand and pointed to the last empty table.
"Abba Aba......" Qianbaohou was very helpless and went to the rear. There is a large desk there.
"Abba Abba ......" had just sat down with Qianbaohou, and suddenly found that there were people besides himself who had become mute.
Looking towards the source of the sound, it turned out to be a little fat man crying bitterly.
Qianbao's heart was instantly balanced.
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"Today, let's do a test first!" Mr. Forget paced to the middle of the room.
The jade hand was raised slightly, and a quaint mirror flew out of the palm.
"Bang!" The small mirror zoomed in quickly, and when it landed, it was already a man high.
"Wang Duorou! come!" Mr. Forget pointed to the little fat man who was still twitching.
The little fat man, who was crying constantly, sniffed his nose and walked to the mirror.
At Mr. Forget's signal, the little fat man blew into the mirror.
As this breath blew onto the mirror, the delicate mirror surface was suddenly obscured by the fog.
"Wow......" The children of Mengxue exclaimed, and the tears of the little fat man stopped, and even Qian Baohou, who was sitting in a corner, was interested.
The fog of the mirror began to roll and gradually appeared in color. Then converge on a special path.
Soon, a strange golden beast head appeared on the mirror.
The beast's head is made of mist, and its face can only be roughly outlined. The only thing that is clear is the horn on the top of the head.
"Nine horns, what kind of monster is this......" Qianbao muttered inwardly.
"Abba Aba......" The little fat man pointed to his mouth and gestured at Mr. Forget.
"Wang Duorou, the golden spirit master has nine grade talents!" Mr. Forget's cold face showed a smile for the first time.
"Sir, I don't want to be a spirit master, I want to paint! I have a higher talent for painting than a spirit master...... Abba Abba ...... "The little fat man who suddenly lifted the ban lost his voice again as soon as he said two words. Tears fell quickly, and he turned and walked back to the small desk.
"Dare to scribble again, thug!" Mr. Forget turned to the mirror, and the fog on it immediately dissipated.
Qian Baohou suddenly thought of the painting on the wall of the courtyard, his face was red, but he was unconvinced: "It seems that not everyone has my eyesight! Come on, little fat man, you are a Picasso ...... other world."
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Over time, every child in school was tested.
At this time, they all looked at Qian Baohou with curious eyes.
"Abba Aba...... "Qian Baohou raised his right arm to show off his biceps.
"Let me show you how powerful the protagonist is!" Qian Baohou walked quickly to the mirror.
Mr. Chao Forget smiled confidently and blew into the mirror.
"Beast Head, Flying Sword, Hexagram, Dan Furnace?...... What will it be, I look forward to it......" Qianbao kept thinking in his heart.
Unlike the others, it took a long time for the mist that Qianbaohou spat out to begin to turn, and there was no color change from beginning to end.
"This ......" Qian Baohou looked at the white beast head in the mirror, and wanted to cry without tears.
Immediately afterwards, Mr. Forget looked at Qianbaohou for the first time.
"The attributes are faint and uncheckable, a first-grade spirit master! You and Wang Duorou are two extremes. But it's okay! I haven't seen a child like you in a long time. Mr. Forget's tone is still unemotional. But for some reason, Qian Baohou always felt that she was mocking herself.
"The test is over! Let's rest!" Mr. Forget put away the mirror and turned to leave.
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