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The first thousand five hundred and sixty-four chapters are healthier

"The Ninth Prince and I are on the same team, do you think I will help you?" Feng Qiyue raised her eyebrows and asked, and then specifically said, "Maybe, we can still have a doubles match."

Little old man: ""

"Girl, am I not the dean whom you value most?" Then the little old man asked with great grievance.

"Well, that's because no one else makes me pay attention, so I have to pay attention to you." Feng Qiyue said seriously.

The little old man suddenly cried and said, "Girl, your truth makes me very sad."

"It's okay to be sad. If you're not sad, I might be the one who's sad." Feng Qiyue said with a smile.

While the two were arguing with each other, the Lord of Linfeng City came over.

He came here originally to tell Feng Qiyue that the banquet was almost ready and he could sit down first. Who knew that he heard Feng Qiyue yelling at Dean Lu, so he was stunned.

Damn

Why do you people from Wuhua Academy not only attack outsiders, but also your own people?

So, is this considered a daily fight?

You guys are really cruel

Feng Qiyue saw the Linfeng City Lord's thoughts and said with a smile: "It's healthier to argue with each other. Our dean is very approachable and down-to-earth, so he has long been used to being bullied by us."

"No." The little old man didn't feel that his behavior was a bit embarrassing at all, so he admitted it openly.

Linfeng City Lord smiled awkwardly but politely. He really learned a lesson today.

Then, he said: "Miss Feng, Dean Lu, the students can take their seats first."

"Well, the deans of the major colleges have some troubles that haven't come yet. Linfeng City Lord sent someone to urge them." The little old man requested.

"Don't worry, I've been urging you, and Dean Fang of Fang Hua has already arrived." Linfeng City Lord reported.

"Here comes Lao Fang. I think Lao Fang is the best," the little old man said, and he ran towards the banquet hall of the Linfeng City Lord's Mansion with great excitement.

Feng Qiyue called Mo Qianyi and others to follow them.

Afterwards, many college deans arrived one after another and were taken to the banquet hall by the attendants of the city lord's palace.

Originally, not many deans wanted to come, but knowing that it was the Ninth Prince who invited them, they hesitated and struggled for a while before finally making up their mind to come. This would not offend anyone, otherwise the consequences would be severe.

It's unimaginable

After arriving, they first greeted the Ninth Prince and other important people, and then they sat down in their seats under the guidance of their attendants.

At this time, the meeting had not officially started, because some deans of the college, such as Fenghua and Jingtao, had not yet arrived, so everyone just chatted casually while waiting for others.

During this period, the little old man led Che Yu to get to know the deans of the major colleges from table to table. He was so excited, as if he was the first person in the alchemy competition.

When they saw that the little old man was only leading Che Yu but not Feng Qiyue, the deans present couldn't help but wonder to themselves, was Fenghua planning to neglect Feng Qiyue just because she only got second place?

That's right too

Since ancient times, the most popular person in any competition is always the first place, and the second place is destined to become a stepping stone to the first place and be forgotten, isn't it?

The deans couldn't help but sympathize with Feng Qiyue.
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