When she arrived at the "Baiqi Demon Martial Academy", Murong Wen got down from the carriage, and her toes had just touched the ground, when she was seen by some sharp-eyed students.

"Oh my God, that's the winner of the last 'Capture the Flag Competition', why did she come to our academy?"

"I've seen her too, but I didn't expect her to be even more beautiful than you can see from afar!"

"It is rumored that she is the granddaughter of the president of the school association, I don't know if it's true or not?"

"I'm going to go over to her and ask for an autograph......"

As the discussion began, more and more people gathered.

Murong Wen was originally a very easy-going person, and she was supposed to respond to the enthusiasm of these people, but at this time, she was more worried about her grandfather's physical condition, so she walked into the teaching building without looking back.

"Wenwen, you're here!"

The thin silk coin, which had been waiting for a long time, saw Murong Wen walking in from outside, and hurriedly greeted him.

Now he is helpless, except for hoping that Murong Wen can convince the president, he really can't think of any other way.

"Uncle Bo, where is my grandfather now?"

Murong Wen asked with a concerned expression.

"You're still in the principal's office, I'll take you there!"

As he spoke, Bo Si Coin led Murong Wen in the direction of the principal's office.

"Uncle Bo, can you tell me more about what happened?"

As she walked, Murong Wen asked.

When she came, she only received a letter from the thin silk coin, and the content of the letter was only a few quick confessions, and Murong Wen didn't know the details.

But she knew very well that if it wasn't something that couldn't be solved, the thin silk coin wouldn't call her.

"It's hard to put into words!"

Bo Si Coin sighed, and then busied himself with how the president made a bet with the old man of Jian Su Qi to compare his apprentices, and how the president found a disciple, and how he came here in order to change the mood of the president......

These things are said in as general a summary as possible.

"It's all my fault, if I hadn't come here, so many things wouldn't have happened!"

Thin Silk Coin said with some reproach.

"Uncle Bo, it's not your fault!"

The empathetic Murong Wen hurriedly enlightened, and then asked, "My grandfather has taken a fancy to a disciple here, but in fact, there is no such student in this academy at all, right?"

Nodding, Bo Silk Coin said: "Don't say that there are no such students in this academy, even if the entire Tieqin Empire, and even the surrounding countries, it is impossible to have such a child who is beyond common sense!"

"Uncle Bo, can you give me a detailed description, what is the disciple described by my grandfather?"

Murong Wen was very curious, she still couldn't believe that her grandfather had paranoia.

She wanted to confirm what her grandfather's ideal apprentice was like, and was it really impossible to save zài?

The description of the thin silk coin just now was too general, omitting a lot of details, Murong Wen wanted to know more details, so that when she saw her grandfather, she knew how to persuade.

Thin Silk Coin nodded, and hurriedly repeated the description of the president that day.

After hearing this, Murong Wen's footsteps were obviously stunned, and she turned her head, looking at the thin silk coin with a somewhat strange look.

"Uncle Bo, is that really how my grandfather described it?"

Murong Wen couldn't believe her ears, a little girl around seven or eight years old was able to instantly send six or seven levels of water magic, and her magic moves were so strange that she could force the grandfather of the three-star demon emperor to compete with her seriously......

How can this be so unreliable!

No wonder Uncle Bo thinks that his grandfather has hallucinations, which is impossible just by sounding like this.

Not to mention the entire Tieqin Empire, even if you look at the entire Fighting Continent, Murong Wen doesn't think that such a child will appear.

"Uncle Bo, don't worry, I will definitely persuade grandpa!"

Murong Wen looked serious, and already had a plan in her heart.

The two of them quickly came to the door of the principal's office, and before the door was opened, the voice of the Murong faction came out very clearly.

"No, the eyebrows should be thinner than this, these eyes are too gray, you have to be more spiritual......"

"What is my grandfather doing?" Murong Wen glanced at the thin silk coin a little strangely.

"The president invited several famous painters early in the morning......

Murong Wen's eyebrows furrowed, she didn't expect her grandfather to be so obsessed with the imaginary disciple.

He didn't say anything more at the moment, knocked lightly on the door, and walked over.

"Silk coin, don't bother me, I said I don't have the appetite to eat now!"

The Murong faction, who didn't look back, thought that it was another thin silk coin to persuade him, but he was a little impatient.

"Grandpa!" Murong Wen called softly.

"Wenwen, why are you here?"

At this time, the Murong faction found Murong Wen standing at the door, looking a little surprised.

"I asked the young lady to come over!" said the thin silk coin hurriedly, "President, you will get sick if you continue like this!"

"Why don't you believe me, I said, I'm definitely not fantasizing, that kid is what I saw with my own eyes!"

The love of the Murong School was a little excited, especially since several painters had been painting for so long, but they had not gained anything at all.

"Grandpa......"

Murong Wen was about to say something, but was suddenly stopped by the Murong faction.

"Wenwen, don't move yet!"

Murong Sect walked over with a pair of big eyes and swept around Murong Wen's body.

Murong Wen was a little confused, and was about to ask, but was indeed interrupted by an exclamation from the Murong faction.

"Wenwen, it's so good time for you to come!" Murong Pai laughed, then beckoned to the painters who were having some sad faces, and said, "You use my granddaughter as a reference, and I will describe it to you again!"

This is also the Murong faction, if there were another person, it is estimated that these painters would have left impatiently.

"Grandpa......"

Murong Wen never thought that he would come here and become a reference!

"The eyebrows are slightly thinner than my granddaughter's, and the eyes are ......"

Murong Pai ignored his granddaughter's eyes and began to describe it in a mouthful of words to several painters.

It's not just because the painter has been painting for too long and has a feeling, or because there is a god in the pen after having the reference of Murong Wen, but after a while, a somewhat evil child's portrait jumped on the paper, and it turned out to be Dongfang Xiuzhe, who had a relationship with the Murong faction in the special training hall.

"That's it...... This one...... That's what it looks like!"

Seeing that the disciple in his mind had finally been drawn perfectly, Murong Pai's voice trembled a little with excitement.

Several painters wiped the beads of sweat from their foreheads, and finally drew correctly with their hearts.

At this time, Bo Silk Coin and Murong Wen both cast curious glances at that portrait!

"This is the child I described as you described, exactly the same, do you still think I'm fantasizing?"

As if he had found evidence that he could clear his name, the Murong faction asked righteously.

Bo Silk Coin and Murong Wen glanced at each other, and the worried look on their faces became more and more obvious.

In the eyes of the two, the Murong faction's delusions were aggravated.

Thousands of copies of the painted portraits were made and posted in conspicuous corners of the college.

Several painters who completed the task went back, and the Murong faction went to eat under the persuasion of his granddaughter Murong Wen, and in the principal's room, only Bo Si Coin was left staring at the child on the portrait in a daze.

Just now, he had already instructed the principal to investigate, and the final result was that the teachers in each class did not know this child.

"Hey~"

With a sigh, the thin silk coin put down the portrait in his hand, his heart was a little heavy, and he didn't know whether he should tell the news to the president.

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Shu Wan came out of the library, stretched, and walked in the direction of the dormitory.

While walking slowly, I looked at the scenery on campus.

At this time, several classmates walked up to him, and their conversation attracted Shu Wan's attention.

"I really didn't expect that the disciples that the president of the school association wanted to accept would be so small!"

"That kind of dress, why don't I feel like it's from our academy?"

"It's a lot of fun, and a lot of people are looking for the portrait all over the campus. ”

"If it was so easy to find, I would have found it a long time ago!"

"If only I could know a clue. ”

“......”

The students walked farther and farther, and their voices gradually became inaudible.

Shu Wan felt strange in her heart, she heard a few days ago that the president of the school association had chosen a disciple, but she didn't expect that she hadn't found it until now.

A breeze blew, ruffling Shu Wan's hair, and at the same time, a piece of paper fell in front of her.

Shu Wan bent down to pick it up and was about to throw it in the trash, but when her eyes inadvertently touched the contents of the paper, her whole body froze there.

"Isn't this Yu'er's younger brother, how can it appear on this piece of paper?"

Curiously spread out the paper completely, and when she looked at the line of small words under the portrait, Shu Wan covered her mouth in shock!

It is hard to believe that the disciple that the president of the school association is looking for will be Yu'er's younger brother!

Could it be that this is a prank?

But when Shu Wan saw that the bulletin board was plastered with this kind of portrait, she realized that this qiē was all true!

"Yu'er, yes, go find Yu'er!"

Shu Wan's first reaction was to go to Dongfang Yu'er to verify this matter, although the person in the portrait was exactly the same as Dongfang Yu'er's younger brother, Shu Wan was still not sure.

"Oh no, Yu'er went shopping outside the school, what should I do?"

Shu Wan looked down at the rich reward on the paper for those who provided clues.

Shu Wan was really afraid that this opportunity would be snatched away by others first, after all, there was not only one person who had seen Dongfang Xiuzhe that day.

Without thinking about it, Shu Wan hurriedly took the paper and ran in the direction of the principal's office.

Principal Room.

Thin Silk Coin looked at the little girl in front of him with some surprise, and asked puzzledly:

"Classmate, is there something wrong with you?"

took out the piece of paper with the portrait, Shu Wan gasped, and stammered a little:

"This ...... This kid, I'm ...... I've seen ......."

In the blink of an eye, the thin silk coin didn't react at first, and after being stunned for three seconds, he suddenly stood up from his seat.

"You...... What do you say?"