"What, my father?" Jiang Yeran's expression froze, "My father has become the director of Tianxi Academy?"

"Hmm. Zhang Yingle quipped: "I didn't expect your father to be the president of the Alchemist Association, and my sister will have to rely on you more in the future." ”

Jiang Yeran thought to himself that at the critical moment, his father was still quite reliable, and the operation of becoming a school director was really comprehensible.

"Hehe, Mr. Zhang laughed. Then how to solve the matter of Autumn Leaf Mountain Spring next?" Jiang Yeran said curiously.

"You don't have to worry about this, we'll take care of it for you. Zhang Ying said casually, as if she was just talking about another trivial matter.

"That... Jiang Yeran scratched the back of his head in disdain: "Teacher, do you know who took the things under the Autumn Leaf Mountain Spring?"

Zhang Ying glanced at the apprehensive Jiang Yeran, and said with a smile: "I don't know, if I know, what else do you want our monitoring team to do?"

"Don't you really know?" Jiang Yeran still felt a little uncertain.

"Don't worry, this matter will be resolved soon, it has nothing to do with you, besides, isn't there still your father?" Zhang Ying assured again, making a confident look.

"Oh~" Jiang Yeran promised, understood the subtext of Zhang Ying's words in seconds, and a hanging heart finally fell.

"Alright, since this trip to the secret realm has ended early, let's prepare for the next final exam. Although you are already a third-rate master in cultivation, you can't be left behind in cultural courses, you know!"

As she spoke, Zhang Ying stretched out a finger and gestured, leaned in front of Jiang Yeran and said: "This final exam has no essay test or martial arts test, as long as you get the top ten in the grade, you are eligible to enter the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion of the academy, and the top five can enter the fifth floor of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, come on yourself!"

On the fifth floor of the Scripture Pavilion, Jiang Yeran muttered to himself, it seems that the Scripture Pavilion only has five floors. Then he raised his head and asked, "Is it the books on the fifth floor of the Scripture Pavilion that I can borrow?"

"Are you thinking about fart?" Zhang Ying patted his head, "If you can get the top five results in both the literary and martial arts exams, you will be allowed to choose any two books in the entire Scripture Pavilion." ”

"In this way, what if I get the first place at the same time?" Jiang Yeran smiled, already thinking about what cultivation books to pick in the future.

"How dare you think that if this is the case, there will naturally be an additional reward. "It's really a newborn calf who is not afraid of tigers, looking at Jiang Yeran's longing look, Zhang Ying shook her head with a smile.

It's not that Zhang Ying questioned Jiang Yeran's strength, but how easy it was to win the double championship. If he assured himself that he would be the first in the martial arts test, it should not be a big problem, but if he still had to take the first place in the martial arts test, it would be difficult.

After all, Tianxi Academy is full of talents, and there are countless geniuses in culture, and even some students who have shortcomings in cultivation simply focus on culture, after all, the status of knowledgeable people in this world is not lower than that of first-class masters.

In Zhang Ying's view, everyone's energy is limited, and Jiang Yeran has today's cultivation, so he is bound to not make corresponding efforts culturally.

In the face of the other's strengths, how can they be the opponents of those students who specialize in cultural courses?

"Oh, yes. Zhang Ying suddenly remembered something, snapped her fingers and said, "With your cultivation, the top five in the martial arts exam must be stable, so according to the practice of the academy, the top five in the first-year martial arts exam are eligible to participate in the All-China Youth Inhuman Contest in the next semester." When the time comes, the elites of the six Inhuman Academies across the country will participate, so if you are interested, you should prepare early. ”

All-China Inhuman Competition, Jiang Yeran's eyes flashed with a fiery gaze, and he said confidently: "Isn't that just a hand, remember to watch me perform when the time comes!"

"Don't be careless. Zhang Ying frowned slightly, "Even if you are already at the top in the first grade, after all, the people who participate in the Youth Inhuman Contest are all people who are three or four years older than you." ”

In fact, other colleges don't allow first-year students to participate in the Inhuman Competition, after all, if they go to the bottom, they will either go through the motions, so why bother to hit students' self-confidence?

Even Tianxi Academy only sent the top five talents in the first year to participate in the competition, and the original intention was to let these five people adapt to the competition regulations in advance, so as to prepare for the next session.

But Jiang Yeran didn't think so, thinking that my senior brother Sun Zhehan didn't win the Inhuman Contest when he was in the first grade, and now he has won two consecutive years.

Eh, that's not right! Wouldn't that be the time I have to deal with my senior brother?

Forget it, so there is no hope for the first, so it will be difficult to be the second.

"Okay, don't think too much about the competition, solve the current final exam first, and go back to class now!" Zhang Ying sent Jiang Yeran to the teaching building, leaving a sentence and leaving again.

"Tut-tut-tut..."Jiang Yeran looked at the distant figure enviously, wondering when he would be able to use his spiritual power to such an extent.

But the quality of Tianxi's education is really amazing, and all first-grade students were withdrawn from the secret realm yesterday and investigated one by one, and classes have resumed normally today.

When Jiang Yeran returned to the classroom, it was the end of class, and after a few words of greeting with Song Ziyun and some other classmates, the class bell rang.

This class is a physics class, and the class is a thin middle-aged man with a big back and a little greasy, named Wang Wei.

In this case, Jiang Yeran was generally not interested in listening to this old man's lectures, and he felt that if he changed to a female teacher who taught politics, he might still have the desire to listen to the lectures.

"I'm going, I'm so nervous, this class should talk about the test papers before we entered the secret realm, and I don't know if I can pass. Song Zixun had a bitter face and lay on the table in frustration, "That test paper is really difficult, why do you have to take the exam if you haven't learned much in total?"

In fact, it was not only Song Ziyun alone, when the other students saw Wang Wei walking into the classroom with a stack of big white rolls under his armpit, they all frowned and let out a long sigh.

"It's okay, it's just a test paper, maybe you can pass. With such comfort, Jiang Yeran had already taken out his mobile phone and turned on the king, "You will call my name in a while, you will help me with the test paper, anyway, we will have the test paper together." ”

"Well, okay. Aren't you worried about failing at all?" Song Zixun couldn't help but ask a little worriedly when he saw that he still had Yaxing playing games.

"There's nothing to worry about, I'll write everything I'll do anyway. After speaking, Jiang Yeran opened the ranking by himself.

On the other side, I saw Wang Wei pinching the test paper and slapping it heavily on the podium: "What do you listen to in class, there are few who pass this exam, what are you thinking!"

Because of this loud noise, some of the already nervous students in the class suddenly shrank their necks, and their eyes were focused on Wang Wei.

Even Jiang Yeran frowned and glanced at this middle-aged greasy man, just now because of his beat, it directly affected his performance, resulting in a blood.

The big back snorted, and when he saw that the students were all angry, he didn't dare to take a breath, and his arrogance became even more arrogant: "I have been teaching for so many years, and I have never taught such a bad class of yours, just a bunch of garbage!"

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"Whew~"

After venting his anger, Wang Wei suddenly felt a lot more refreshed, so he cleared his throat and said, "Next, the student whose name I have named will come and get the test paper!"

"Seongjong Festival, 48 points!"

A skinny boy stood up, awkwardly touched the back of his head, and walked towards the podium with his head bowed.

Wang Wei leaned on the side of the podium, raised his sinister gaze and glanced at Cheng Zongjie, and handed him the first test paper.

"Bai Dashen, 55 points!"

"Tian Yuwen, 60 points!"

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"Song Zixun, 59 points!"

"!" Song Zixun couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth, and walked towards the podium with a black line.

When she took the test paper of her own test paper, she didn't leave immediately, she was waiting for the next Jiang Yeran test paper.

Wang Wei glanced at Song Ziyun lightly, and saw that it was a beautiful girl, so his tone softened a little: "Do you have anything else?"

Seeing Wang Wei looking at him with a gloomy face, Song Zixun was suddenly frightened, and returned to his seat while saying no.

When Song Ziyun sat down, he couldn't help but pouted and glanced at Jiang Yeran aggrievedly, and he didn't know whether he was frightened by Wang Wei or angry that he was one point away from passing.

Feeling her gaze, Jiang Yeran put down the phone and comforted her softly.

"I'm going to say something even worse next!" Wang Wei in front of the podium held up the only test paper left in his hand and let out a roar: "Jiang Yeran! Which is Jiang Yeran, stand up for me!"

was suddenly named, Jiang Yeran was a little confused, but he still stood up obediently.

Seeing him stand up, Wang Wei came down directly from the podium, looked at him with a gloomy face and said, "Let me ask you, do you know how many points you scored?"

Hearing Wang Wei say this, the other students all looked at Jiang Yeran curiously, and they all guessed how many points the class leader had scored, and he couldn't have zero duck eggs.

Feeling everyone's gaze, Jiang Yeran frowned, he felt that he should have done well in the exam, and it was impossible to fail anyway.

So he was puzzled: "I think I should have done well in the exam." ”

Wang Wei sneered and said, "You did not do badly in the test, 85 points, the highest score in the class." ”

Jiang Yeran was surprised: "Isn't that okay?"

The other students in the class also looked at Wang Wei in puzzlement, isn't 85 points still bad?

"Hehe, it's okay. Wang Wei snorted, "But do you know how the 85 points came about? Why are your first five multiple-choice questions all empty!"

"it!"

Hearing Wang Wei say this, the class suddenly exploded, and they all started talking left and right.

"Squad leader, this is too powerful. ”

"Yes, there are three points in the multiple-choice questions, and the five questions are not written and the test score is 85 points, so isn't there no deduction for one point?"

"And the first five multiple-choice questions are the easiest, even I can do them. ”

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"Quiet!" Wang Wei shouted angrily and looked at Jiang Yeran again: "Why are the first five questions empty, what kind of exam attitude do you have, you can explain it to me!"

"Ed..." Jiang Yeran's mind spun rapidly, recalling the previous exam, and then said indifferently.

"Oh, I remember. I saw that the previous choice was too mentally retarded, so I skipped it directly, and I was going to write it all up, but I forgot about it in the end. ”