one night.
In the process of Yang Guo kneeling in front of the bed to practice hard and sleeping with Yang Fan with his head covered, he spent it quietly.
The next day, when Yang Fan was awakened by the noise downstairs, the radiant sunrise outside the city had tilted up three strokes.
Yang Fan yawned and swept away. He found that several of his disciples were downstairs teasing cats, dogs, mice and boring gossip.
An Sheng, Mu Qianqian, Chu Feiyun, Duan Xiaorui, Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze.
Six people died and surrounded the listless flowers and the hungry big black. Some were combing the cat, some were feeding the dog snacks, and others were interested in picking up the hair on the surface of three pet animals to find lice.
Perhaps it was because they knew that the six men were Yang Fan''s disciples, or they felt that there was no threat on them, so all the cats and dogs showed laziness, drooping eyelids, and allowed several people to surround them in the middle and speak sand carving words.
It''s true. I don''t even bother to talk to them.
Among the three pet animals, only the spirit eating mouse showed a little liveliness. While opening and closing its small mouse mouth, it kept biting the snacks offered by the sand sculpture. Generally, it enjoyed the massage of two little aunts killing chickens, and responded to a few people''s questions from time to time.
That style, like a rat star, is even more popular than Xiaohua and big black.
"Why are you all here?"
Yang Fan got up and went downstairs, looked at the six disciples in front of him and asked softly.
"Meow ~!"
"Baba!"
"Squeak!"
Hearing Yang Fan''s voice, the three pet animals were all excited, and suddenly became energetic. The three streamers separated the crowd and all jumped into Yang Fan''s arms.
Finally, Xiaohua and Da Hei fell into Yang Fan''s arms from left to right with great tacit understanding, while the spirit devouring rat was kicked aside by Da Hei''s seemingly unintentional foot in the middle, and finally had to fall on Yang Fan''s shoulder for comfort.
Yang Fan glanced at the three little guys, ignored their mischief, moved his mind, took out a few pieces of monster meat and threw it aside, allowing them to rush for it.
Sent three pet animals, listened to the experience gained from feeding pet animals in his ears, and Yang Fan walked up to Ansheng and them.
Several people reluctantly took back their eyes from the three pet animals and bowed together to greet Yang Fan:
"I''ve seen the master!"
"I''ve seen the master!"
Thieves are polite.
"OK, sit down." Yang Fan stretched out his hand and asked several people to sit down. He said in a low voice, "tell me, why did they all come to me?"
Chu Feiyun said, "master, it''s just the end of the college entrance examination. We''re about to fill in a voluntary school. We don''t know which Wuda you''re going to apply for?"
Yang Fan was stunned and glanced up at several people: "why do you want to report to the same school as your teacher?"
"Uh huh!"
The six nodded together. Of course, such a powerful and earth trench master should hold his thigh tightly and never let go.
Yang Fan shook his head slightly: "in fact, it''s not necessary. Although you are all my disciples, I won''t interfere with your freedom in life and work. As long as you don''t violate the rules of my demon killing sect, you can do whatever you want to do and choose."
Compared with gathering all the disciples around him, Yang Fan is more inclined to let these trumpets grow freely and savagely. Anyway, no matter how far away he is, he can accept the monster killing and cultivation experience of these disciples.
Being a shopkeeper is actually a good choice.
"No, no, no, if possible, we all want to keep up with you!" Chu Feiyun insisted: "thanks to your blessing, we all did well in the exam, so we have the cheek to go to a martial arts university with you. I hope you can give us such a chance!"
"Yes, master, just tell us! We are all voluntary!"
Duan Xiaorui and several others are also helping, which has obviously been discussed from the beginning.
Yang Fan raised his eyebrow. These little guys seem to be very confident. It seems that they really did well in the exam.
"Beijing Wuda." Yang Fan didn''t hesitate and said in a straight voice, "I''m going to Beijing Wuda. If you want to go, I won''t stop, but don''t force it. Do what you can."
Lai Hao of Beijing Wuhan University is also one of the top ten universities in the Federation. If these students are really able to pass the exam, Yang Fan is also happy to see their success.
College, there''s nothing wrong with more villagers.
"Ha ha! I''ll tell you. If you want to apply for the exam with your master''s strength, it must be either federal Wuda or Jinghua Wuda. Sure enough!"
As soon as Yang Fan''s voice fell, Chu Feiyun glanced proudly at several of his classmates around him, but then the guy''s face was bitter. He said with some uneasiness: "I just don''t know whether the enrollment standard of Jinghua Wuda this year is still the same as that of last year. Although my grades are good, they have just reached the lowest score line of last year."
Among the top ten universities in the Federation, the federal Wuda and Jinghua Wuda have the highest recruitment standards every year. They not only have very high requirements for the cultivation of martial arts, but also have to achieve an average score of at least 85 points in cultural subjects.
At the same time.
Yang Fan noticed that in addition to Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuchen and Jin Wenze began to become a little less confident. Among the six people, only Ansheng, Mu Qianqian and Duan Xiaorui were always confident and their faces remained the same.
"As I said just now, there is no need to go to the same school as my teacher."
Yang Fan said quietly, "Jinghua Wuda is just my personal interest and choice. Some of you may prefer federal Wuda, Tianjing Wuda or several other universities. It doesn''t matter. The most important thing is your own will."
"Master, Jinghua Wuda is one of the best Wuda in the whole Federation. If possible, of course we all want to go to Jinghua Wuda!" Duan Xiaorui said in a crisp voice: "we are just worried about our limited strength. Even if we want to go, Jinghua Wuda can''t see us."
Duan Xiaorui''s words hit the key of Chu Feiyun and Zhu Yuchen. Although they were full of confidence before, it seemed that all Wuda in the Federation let them choose and pick.
However, when it comes to famous schools such as Beijing Wuda and federal Wuda, none of them can guarantee that they will be able to successfully meet other people''s enrollment standards.
Yang Fan nodded gently. If possible, few high school graduates can refuse the enrollment temptation of Jinghua Wuda.
In front of these little disciples, they also seem to yearn for Beijing Wuda. They are just worried that their scores or accomplishments are insufficient and can not meet the Enrollment Requirements of others.
"Do you really want to study at Beijing Wuda?" Yang fanding asked several people, "if it''s really your own will, being a teacher may be able to help."
Thinking of monk Hua who is still in charge of Dai Xingcheng at the moment, Yang fan can remember very clearly that the bald guy said more than once that he still had several special places in his hand.
I think if I go through the back door, I may not have no chance. These are all his Yang Fan''s disciples. Their future is limitless. They will never disgrace Jinghua Wu.
"Really?!" Chu Feiyun brightened his eyes and looked a little excited: "master, do you still have a way to Jinghua Wuda?"
"Of course." Yang Fan didn''t explain more to them. The cow blew loudly: "I dare not say anything else. It should be no problem to ask you for a few special places."
"Won''t it be too much trouble?" Zhu Yuchen whispered a little unkindly: "if it''s too much trouble, you don''t have to worry about us. We don''t have to go to Beijing Wuda."
Listen, if you want to be insincere, you can be insincere.
Yang Fan smiled and glanced at the faces of Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuchen, Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze.
Ansheng and Mu Qianqian Yang Fan are not worried at all. They are Jinghua people themselves, and why Xiu can definitely meet the enrollment standards of Jinghua Wuda. Even if he doesn''t say a word, it is estimated that monk Hua will take the initiative to contact them.
Only Chu Feiyun and the four of them are a little worse. Whether it''s talent or cultivation strength, they may not be able to get into monk Hua''s eyelids.
But now that they all want to enter Jinghua Wuda, as a master, Yang Fan thinks he can fight for them a little.
"There is no trouble for me. As long as you want, that''s enough."
As soon as Yang Fan''s voice fell, several system prompts appeared in his ear.
"Ding! Your disciple Chu Feiyun is grateful to you for your generous promise. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. His sect loyalty has been greatly improved. Sect centripetal force + 10."
"Ding! Your apprentice Duan Xiaorui is grateful for your generous promise. His sense of belonging to the sect has been greatly improved. His sect loyalty has been greatly improved. Sect centripetal force + 10."
“……”
In addition to Ansheng and Mu Qianqian, the other four people are all grateful to Yang Fan. The centripetal force of the sect has directly increased by 10 points.
The corners of Yang Fan''s mouth slightly stirred up. He just opened his mouth and made a promise, which made the four people so grateful. It seems that these little guys yearn for Jinghua Wuda more than he imagined.
"You wait, call the teacher first!"
In front of several people, Yang Fan directly dialed monk Hua''s private communication. Soon, the communication was connected, and the virtual figure of monk Hua appeared in the hall of Yang''s restaurant.
"Ha ha, classmate Yang Fan, you are finally willing to call the poor monk. How about you? Have you considered it clearly and are you ready to come to our Jinghua wudajing?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, monk Hua asked Yang Fan in a surprised voice. He had been waiting for Yang Fan''s call for a full day.