The Supreme Lady of the Poison Queen

Chapter 1551 Let's understand him too

The main purpose is to interfere with Wuhua's alchemist competition.

This move was completely inspired by Dean Wu Hualu!
Isn't it just crying?
Who wouldn't do anything?

If you cry with Dean Fang, then they will call a bastard from the street to cry together, to see who is better than whom?
Anyway, in their academy, only Lin Ye has no competitions, and Lin Ye doesn't have to worry about his mental quality at all, so don't be afraid of Jing Tao!

With such an idea in mind, the cry is so loud!
The little old man cut in when he heard the crying, so he stopped crying!
Wiping away his tears, he calmly sat side by side with Dean Fang of Fang Hua College, and the two of them looked at each other in dismay!
But most of the students from Jingtao Academy have completed the competition, but the alchemists from other colleges have not yet!
And even if the crying was loud enough to plug his ears with cotton, he could still hear it!

The participating alchemist collapsed!

What's going on today?
What about mourning?
The little old man also had the same thoughts as these students, but he still asked.

"Did someone die in Jingtao Academy? The mourners are crying all over the arena, tsk tsk!" the little old man sarcastically said with a half-smile.

Dean Geng ignored him, still sitting as firmly as Mount Tai.

There are also high-level colleges whose students have not competed, with extremely ugly faces, and strongly demanded: "Principal Geng, your Jingtao College is the organizer. Shouldn't your college send someone to deal with this matter?"

"What are you dealing with? Is it stupid? This is clearly a thief from Jingtao Academy calling for a thief!" the little old man revealed.

The senior management of the colleges turned pale with fright, is this really the case?
"Dean Geng, isn't this low-handed approach a bit excessive?" Vice President Lin accused.

Dean Geng was there, with an expression of not knowing what Vice Dean Lin was talking about.

"Vice President Lin, let's bear with it. Let's just pretend that a relative of President Geng's family has died. Let's understand him!" the little old man persuaded.

Vice President Lin: "..." Dean Geng can bear this?

Dean Geng can't bear it!

If you can't bear it, that bad old man Wuhua will argue with him endlessly!

As a result, crying and shouting completely became an alternative scene in the alchemy competition field, accompanied by a group of competitions, from the beginning to the end without interruption!
Soon, it was the turn of Feng Qiyue's last group to play.

After the first few groups of competitions, most of the alchemists who participated in the competition had a bad complexion. It was taken for granted that the crying completely affected their performance.

And in this last group, the proportion of unpretentious students is relatively large, there are about [-] students, so when they came on stage, the crying suddenly rose several hundred decibels. What the judges and the host said was that Can't hear it at all!
However, they also roughly knew what the judges and the host wanted to say, and after the timer started, they immersed themselves in refining the elixir.

The other students were racing against time to refine it, but Feng Qiyue picked up a handful of herbs and carefully selected them.

No one knows what she chooses, but they know that the time is passing by every minute!

About 10 minutes later, some alchemists finished refining one after another!
The onlookers who eat melons take a look, it's unpretentious.

The first ones to complete the refinement were actually all without any splendor!
When they walked down, Wuhua students all had smiles on their faces, as if they were doing well!
The people who eat melons are a little puzzled. In such a noisy environment, could it be that the Wuhua alchemists are doing well?
(End of this chapter)