Pear blossoms with rain? This is not a way to describe a sloppy and unruly teenager. With a 213 literary style that is too strong, it is completely unworthy of Mo Gan's flowery face with a handful of snot and tears. However, if you only refer to Fei'er's pretty face that pretends to be a little more handsome than a beautiful man, it is extremely appropriate.

Seeing the young man crying so much, the sentimental Fei'er even became sad for no reason. This made Qing Feng, who didn't figure out the situation on the side, really unable to calm down, and even the pouting and pretending to be cool little beast on his shoulder couldn't help but stumble, as if the egg that flashed his waist hurt.

"Don't cry yet, let's talk about what's going on. Maybe we can help you. ”

It seems that it is the first time to deal with this kind of thing, and Qingfeng, who is still a child himself, is a little flustered. But he has experienced strong winds and waves, and is far more mature than his peers. After adjusting his emotions slightly, Qing Feng asked soothingly.

"I ...... Unsuccessful...... Defeated, they said...... It's mine...... My meals are gone!"

Mo Gan grabbed Qingfeng's trouser legs and wiped Qingfeng's clean green shirt with bells and whistles. He cried and cried, and his words were intermittent, and it took them a long time to understand what he meant. But I only understand a rough idea, and what happened is still in the clouds, a mess.

Take a deep breath and speak slowly. It's not because we're delaying your time. ”

Qing Feng was a little irritable, and the little beast that was hurt by the pain bared its teeth and cracked its teeth, as if it had been enforced by Tang Seng. If it weren't for Qingfeng's blocking, he would have stepped forward and left a few distinct scratches on this item.

Looking at the few people who were going crazy, Mo Gan was a little stupid, and finally calmed down, and told the reason for the defeat with some sadness.

"No, it's none of your business, I just made it to the deadline to sign up. However, it was directly brushed off in the pre-trial, and he didn't even get the qualification for the competition. Ahem!"

Maybe he said it too quickly, and the teenager choked up a little. The two looked at the down-and-out boy in silence and gently patted him on the back a few times. The boy finally came to his senses and continued.

"Isn't there just no way! I thought that the biggest gate in the city would not be limited to this little section. Who would have thought that it would be so disappointing in the end. ”

The boy angrily punched the rockery, only to find that the urge to touch the stone with an egg was really unacceptable. No, now I can only desperately rub my red and swollen fists and scream, and I don't know if it hurts my muscles and bones. Fortunately, Fei'er thought of his pity and cast a wood recovery magic, otherwise he would have to bear it.

Qingfeng and the two led the aggrieved teenager back to the competition arena. On the way back, Qingfeng finally understood the reason why Mo Gan was eliminated. It's no wonder that he was angry and was indeed eliminated too aggrieved. Originally, he was a simple teenager who was full of longing for the future, believing that this world could win everything through his own hard work and talent. But in the face of his too humble life, he was squeezed out by a group of candidates who were far inferior to him, but had some ways, and he didn't even get a chance to play fairly.

The preliminary examiner just looked at his overly blank resume, and removed him like a cockroach from a group of strong test-taking lineups led by his father and holding some slightly famous refiner recommendation letters.

Qingfeng sympathized with Mo Gan, and he didn't think that a teenager who knew what shame was was a useless waste. At the very least, waste has the dignity of waste. If you don't even want to give a chance to try, then how can you get real gold out of the seemingly wasteful sand?

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"Please give Mo Gan a chance to take the exam!"

Back on the field, Qing Feng walked straight to the referee's seat, blunt, without much politeness to speak of. It's like a request, it's like a command. There is a kind of scornful momentum in the words. The people on the referee's bench thought about it for a long time, and finally came to this conclusion after thinking about it.

The round that had just started was interrupted, and the teenagers who participated in the competition kept looking over with wide eyes in curiosity. A few people obviously recognized Mo Gan, who had just been defeated, and the sound of chirping became louder and louder.

Several people on the referee's bench looked at each other and discussed each other for a long time, but they did not get a unified answer. For such a rash intruder, they didn't dare to slack off until they figured out the details. For fear that if you are not careful, you will provoke the big fish behind you.

"May I ask who you are, and why are you meddling in our recruitment meeting in Yetianju. If Your Excellency can't say it today, although we are not a big faction, we are not easy to bully!" Huo Ran, an old man in the center of the referee's seat, stood up and threw out a tentative word.

"Xiao Ke has no sect, and he doesn't have much background, but he can't get used to your way of recruiting apprentices. It's a mule or a donkey, pull it out and slip it, and the truth is immediately visible. It is not necessary to use this general argument of noble and lowly descent to draw material. Aren't you afraid that you will only catch small shrimp and miss big fish?"

Qing Feng couldn't make a fuss and glared at the group of old antique blowers, his face was calm, and he stood upright without hesitation, like a cold snow pine.

As soon as the old men heard what Qingfeng said, after confirming that they really had no backers, they immediately showed their arrogant side. Without further words, he directly summoned his subordinates and issued an eviction order.

Qing Feng snorted coldly, stretched out his right hand to his shirt and pretended to be looking for something, but in fact, he summoned a quaint token from the spatial ring he was carrying. The token starts, sinks and sinks, and it is slightly chilly. Qing Feng's hand shook, and the token flew straight towards the old man who took the lead like an arrow off the string.

The old man took the token, but was staggered by its strong momentum. If it weren't for everyone's concerted efforts to block it, they would have fallen on all fours.

The old man took out the token, and before he could take a closer look, he heard a startled inhale behind him. The old man was shocked and hurriedly checked it out. I saw that the token was black all over, making it look like an arrow, with a cotton rope tied to the end of the red tassel, and a big iron pen and silver hook-like smelting word in the center.

The old man's heart was beating for a while, and he turned over the back, but it was not as dazzling as the front. But if it is an old man who is some years old, he will be stunned by the word Dott on the seal. As a refiner who has been in the industry for a long time, every old man present knows the meaning of these two words in their hearts.

It was a giant with the name of a dwarf but was actually nine feet tall!

The most outstanding refining master in the Moose Continent for nearly thousands of years!

A fierce man with the title of top refiner but also with the strength of the star rank!

and one of the only core members of the Church of Elders of the Free Cities Alliance, the most mysterious and mysterious Elders who live in seclusion behind the scenes!

These names all tell the legend of Dott to the world, which faintly makes these originally arrogant old men deeply jealous.

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After thinking for a moment, the old man respectfully returned the token with both hands. Qingfeng didn't squirm, pretended to stuff it back into his arms, and actually put it in the space ring again.

"Now, let's let Mo Gan participate in the introductory test!" Qing Feng asked lightly.

"Since you have a relationship with Master Dort, this recommender's face is bigger. Don't say it's to participate in the entrance exam, you can be shortlisted directly!" the referee team changed their flattering faces and replied flatteringly. The attitude changed so quickly that even Qingfeng had to admire.

In fact, he didn't know what the token was supposed to do. But before leaving Helen, his father-in-law Dott called him to him and carefully handed it over. Dott instructed that if he encountered something difficult to solve in the smelting city, he should show it to him. Although he has been away for so many years, I believe that there are still people who will sell their face.

Qingfeng didn't believe it at first, but now that he looked at the other party's frightened look, he believed it. It's just that his father-in-law Dott is obviously not as depressed as he imagined, and it seems that this matter is another story. Qing Feng made up his mind to ask his father-in-law when he returned to Hailian Island in the future.

Qingfeng is naturally not a villain who bullies people, and helping Mo Gan is also out of being moved by his sincere heart, and he doesn't want his pure heart to be half tainted. The matter seems to have been settled, and Qingfeng is not willing to add to it. Mo Gan still followed the steps to participate in the entrance test, and only after passing was he admitted. Qingfeng doesn't want to be a fool who points at the backbone and scolds people after dinner. He will only help Mo Gan pave a path, as for whether he will continue to walk on the path or change to a sunny avenue after that, it depends on his ability.

However, it seems that all stories will not end too happily. Happy stories are called fairy tales, and they are extremely unmarketable in the adult world. Just like the bloody plot at eight o'clock after dinner, when things are about to end happily, there will definitely be a disruptive-stirring stick. In this way, the original balance can be broken, so that the fun-free plot can continue to be happy.

No, the stick that stirred up the situation here appeared on time!

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"Wait!"

A contemptuous and vain shout came out from behind Qing Feng, and Qing Feng couldn't help but pull his extremely handsome brows, and the corners of his mouth twitched dissatisfied.

I didn't see him, but I heard him. From that lazy sentence alone, everyone could feel an extraordinary momentum. To say that the person is a mediocre person with a background and no ability, Qingfeng is the first to disbelieve it. This is clearly a spoiler who is very confident in his own abilities. Otherwise, after the rest of the crowd was silent about the token of their stepfather Dort, there would still be people stupidly clamoring to be a thankless bird.

That's 213 out of the category of stupidity!

Qing Feng turned around slowly, and saw a young man in white clothes, with red lips and white teeth, about fifteen or sixteen years old.

It's just that a pair of godless eyes lay on his white face softly, and only occasionally flickered a few glittering lights.

The young man has a high nose, wide ears and thin lips, and an extremely good face. At this moment, a sickly flush of excitement appeared on the face as terrifying as gold paper, which made people have to connect with the special group that suffered from the eccentricity of broken sleeves. Qingfeng couldn't help but distance himself from it.

I can't help but think about the glass!