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"Low, low?"

Wei Chi's eyes widened in disbelief, and his eyes were full of surprise: "Eighth Young Master, with your qualifications, even if you can't enter the Gao Xuan class, you can still enter the Zhong Xuan class!" How did you go to the low class? ”

Because there were two in front, both of them were Ye Qingqian and Ye Fengru who directly entered Gao Xuan's class.

In their minds, the lower class is the most inferior class.

"I ...... I think the low class is very good. Ye Fengyu was yelled at like this, and was stared at by the old ancestor Sen Sensen, his back was cold, and he lowered his head and said, "I am in the low Xuan class, I can learn more......

"I asked him to go to the low Xuan class." Ye Qingluo interrupted Ye Fengyu's words, his voice was flat, "The academy that Xiao Yu went to before completely abolished Xiao Yu, he must consolidate his foundation, and the low Xuan class is the best place to train his foundation." ”

The reason why she opened her mouth to explain was purely because she didn't want to see the smugness in Yu Chi's eyes under the shock, which stimulated Ye Fengyu.

A child of Ye Fengyu's age has the most fragile soul and likes to think crankily.

If he really thinks that the low Xuan class is the most wasteful class under the hint of Yu Chi's clan, it is very likely to hit Ye Fengyu's mind to consolidate the foundation.

However, this explanation, in the ears of the old ancestor and the Wei Chi clan, was an extremely far-fetched excuse.

The class of the Xuan Academy, which class can she go to if she says she wants to go?

"Wait, you demon class...... What's going on? The old ancestor narrowed his eyes and watched in surprise at the beginning of the night.

She had heard about the performance of the night Qingluo during the assessment.

Breaking the record of twelve hours set by a genius mystic hundreds of years ago, passing the admission assessment, and setting a new record set by Ye Qingluo, it is half an hour.

Twelve hours, and half an hour.

How obvious this contrast is!

Then, at the time of the ability assessment, it shined.

With such a grade, you can't be assigned to the demon class, the class that is synonymous with waste!

"You're going to hang out with those wastes from the Demon Class?" The old ancestor's face was pale, and the wooden fish in his hand was knocked off with a bang.

In the life of the ancestors, what they hated the most was waste.

Although she hated Ye Qingluo, Ye Qingluo represented the Sanquan Sect after all.

Actually entered the demon class?

If it spreads, how will others laugh at the demon class?

The more the ancestor thought about it, the anger on his face couldn't be concealed.

It's no wonder that the night is not enterprising, and I still want to go to play during the holidays.

Dare to let those wastes go bad.

"Tomorrow, the old body will go to the Elders' Department to have a good chat, Demon Class...... You definitely can't stay any longer! ”

Ye Qingluo narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his mouth hooked up an arc that seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Whether the demon class is a waste or not, whether I stay in the demon class or not, it has little to do with the ancestors." ”

"You!"

"The most important thing is ...... Ancestor, now the era is different, and your words are not as good as back then. If the Upper Xuan Academy can be easily moved, it will be in vain to be the best academy. ”

The old ancestor's face was blue and red for a while, although what Ye Qingluo said was indeed true, but a junior said to her face that her old face couldn't hang up!

"Miss Seven, what you said ......"

Seeing that the old ancestor was angry, Yu Chi immediately stepped forward, stroked the old ancestor's chest, handed her tea, and turned his head to look at Ye Qingluo.

"The ancestor cares about you and thinks about your future, if you don't want to, you don't want to, why bother to stab the ancestor?"

The old ancestor took a sip of tea and smoothed his breath.

A pair of gloomy eyes, staring coldly at the night.

The corners of Ye Qingluo's mouth hooked slightly, calculating the time, the real show should almost be staged.

She got up and smiled very elegantly: "If you have this time to care about me, it is better to care more about your night lady who has brought glory to the family......"

As soon as the words fell, I saw an entourage running in in a panic: "Oh no, no, no, the ancestor is not good......