As Qian Minglan said, the assessment seven days later will finally determine the class allocation of this year's freshmen.
And the so-called assessment is not an assessment in the traditional sense.
At that time, the college proctor will be responsible for verifying the mercenary level of the students.
Those who have reached D level can enter the key class, and those with higher levels can enter the elite class.
Most students don't know this rule beforehand, so they wait until the teacher arrives in class to explain the rules to everyone.
Also within seven days from today, it will be the first game for the freshmen after being admitted to the hospital.
"Don't be pretentious," Baozi puffed out his cheeks and hummed softly.
The little guy spread his body on the table, his head facing Mu Chuyue.
Therefore, in the eyes of everyone in the classroom, that mocking remark undoubtedly came from the mouth of this "marginal figure" Mu Chuyue.
After all, students would not easily associate a top-level monster that speaks human words with a ball of small white balls in front of them.
"Say it again if you have the guts."
Qian Minglan turned around, her eyebrows almost frowning together.
Seeing that the person who retorted rudely was actually a girl whose appearance was far better than hers, she was angry and at the same time, she was even more jealous.
She pulled Qian Minglin beside her from the battlefield and screamed.
"Brother, look at that woman.
How dare she scold me?
Help me teach her a lesson."
Qian Minglan pointed at Mu Chuyue.
Mu Chuyue sweated profusely and glared at Baozi fiercely.
Knowing that he was in trouble, this little guy had already jumped along the table to the window on the right.
His round body moved quickly, and he ducked and hid in the treetops outside the house.
The culprit ran very fast, and Mu Chuyue's eyes flashed with cunning, so how could he easily take him over.
"Oh, whoever saw me scolding you, I will apologize to you immediately if I can get the evidence."
Mu Chuyue's mouth curled up slightly.
The words coming out of my mouth are like the wind blowing in my ears.
Where can I find the so-called evidence?
Qian Minglan's empty words were rejected immediately, and she could only angrily ask Qian Minglin for help.
"Brother, for being so mean-spirited, I gave her a Flying Cloud Palm.
Let's see if this country bumpkin still dares to say something rude."
"Forget it, we're all classmates."
Qian Minglin bluntly refused.
The moment this handsome young man looked at Mu Chuyue, his eyes became dull.
It’s not just Chiaki Rin.
The boys in the entire classroom were in a daze for a moment.
What a beautiful picture this is:
The girl in white was leaning on the table with a smile, her white jade-like elbows gently supporting her chin, her skin was as radiant as snow, her eyes were like a clear spring, turning several times on everyone's face, her beauty came out of the dust, she was really like a pearl.
Dizzy, the beautiful jade is gleaming, and there is a dream-like trance between the eyebrows.
A volume of book was placed beside him, blowing rapidly in the breeze.
After a moment, the last page of the book was blown over, and the writing on the cover was exposed.
It is written in common Chinese characters on it: History of Shang-Li College.
The words "Reserved by the Library of Shangli University" are printed on the lower right side.
“Haha, it turns out I’m still a nerd.”
Qian Minglan looked at Mu Chuyue's unadorned dress with unspeakable disdain, her chin almost reaching the sky.
Her wanton ridicule brought the stunned teenagers back to the reality before them, and they all quickly looked away.
Still couldn't hide his embarrassment.
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But for Qian Minglan's sarcasm, even his brother Qian Minglin could not feel the same sense of defense as before without asking the reason.
"Lan Lan, don't bully others."
Qian Minglin reprimanded gently.
But he stared at Mu Chuyue from a distance, his eyes showing gentleness. xx4911131: