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Chapter 215 My Model(1/2)

The second day of the student assessment.

On the road to policy theory exams.

Young Master Wang found Jiang Shang with an excited look on his face, and yelled and described the story he heard from somewhere, after they left.

In the mouth of Mr. Wang.

Shortly after they left, the top three master students of this class actually took the stage to compete.

The last three are named Murong Yu, Gao Fei and Liu Yi, who are also ranked first with the twenty-four levels.

Xie Daochen, who ranked fourth, could only stop at twenty levels, and the gap between him and the three people above was visible to the naked eye.

However, some people also say that if Jiang Shang had not been dragged down by Young Master Wang, he could have reached the 24th level and beside the other three.

Speaking of this, Young Master Wang looked depressed and felt a little guilty.

He felt that he had delayed Jiang Shang.

But this was his last chance, and he was not allowed to be selfish.

Jiang Shang touched the thick stack of gold tickets in his arms, comforting Mr. Wang that he was not such a person and that he did not blame him at all.

These gold tickets also have needle holes on the edges, which is obviously the only savings left by Mr. Wang in the end.

After careful calculation, he had almost two million taels of silver in Young Master Wang's hand.

Even wool can't be grabbed or pulled.

He is going to raise him first, at least after Young Master Wang’s richest father has given him the money.

In addition, Mr. Wang also talked about a person.

That martial saint is also considered a legendary figure in the training camp - Tu Chunlai.

It is said that someone also saw him coming for the student assessment, but he did not sign up and did not participate in the martial arts compass, just like an audience member.

Some people say that he is in poor condition, maybe the blow left by the failure of the last breakthrough has not yet been improved.

Some people also say that he may be useless.

As the news spread, Tu Chunlai had become an abandoned disciple by the Martial Saint and a tragic figure.

Young Master Wang looked sad.

Jiang Shang yawned boredly.

It was not until Master Wang talked about the Martial Saint Golden Pill that the reason why the three great masters and students will come back this time is because of the reward of the Martial Saint Golden Pill.

"The first reward for this student assessment is the Martial Saint Jindan."

Jiang Shang's eyes lit up and he hurriedly asked:

“Is this thing very precious?”

So Young Master Wang popularized the preciousness of the Martial Saint Golden Pill to Jiang Shang.

Jiang Shang pondered for a long time before he spoke a sentence.

"So this golden elixir is very valuable and can be exchanged for a lot of money."

"That's a good baby that can't be bought even if it's a silver. If you really want to calculate the price for him, five million taels of silver will be the foundation!"

Young Master Wang stretched out five fingers, as if he had bought the golden elixir.

Then he seemed afraid that Jiang Shang would not believe it, so he came up with facts to prove it.

"The Emperor Tian Auction House, the largest auction house in the capital, once auctioned a Martial Saint Golden Pill, and the transaction price reached 6.8 million taels of silver!"

Click!

The earth suddenly cracked!

A long crack spread out from Jiang Shang's feet, like a door opened by the abyss to the world, releasing a terrifying demon.

"Six and eight hundred thousand taels!"

Jiang Shang gritted his teeth and felt that the fifty gold tickets in his arms were not delicious at all.

"Six and eight hundred thousand taels!"

He repeated it again, his eyes were red, and he grabbed Young Master Wang's shoulder with both hands and asked:

"Do I still have a chance to be the first?"

Young Master Wang was shocked.

Then he immediately remembered Jiang Shang's character of asking for money. He couldn't help but tremble, and his cold sweat instantly soaked his back.

A hundred thousand taels can make Xie Daochen beaten to death by Jiang Shang, and he will be killed by the society successfully.

Six million and eight hundred thousand taels are enough to make him a substance smaller than dust.

Thinking of the situation where his copy of the martial arts compass was slapped by Jiang Shang, Mr. Wang shook even more.

He's fine!

I have to be mean!

Young Master Wang wished he could tear off his mouth now.

He shouldn't talk about the Martial Saint Jindan.

He had no doubt that Jiang Shang had the ability to win the first place. After all, the three great masters were a little far away from him, but Jiang Shang's strength was witnessed by him with his own eyes.

But now because of him, Jiang Shang has not taken any further steps, so he missed the martial saint's golden elixir.

Five hundred thousand taels are probably not enough.

He quickly cried and admitted a shameful reality for the first time.

"Brother Jiang, don't be angry, I really can't afford that much money."

Jiang Shang frowned and repeated:

"I asked you if I still have the chance to be the first? I didn't ask you for money."

"Brother Jiang, do you want to listen to the truth or lies?"

"Stop talking nonsense!"

“No chance.”

“No chance at all?”

"No, the subsequent assessment can only be regarded as icing on the cake. No matter how high the score is, it will not add much merit.

But for those three people, they tied for first place, but they would have to look at the subsequent projects.”

"So I have no fate with this Martial Saint Golden Pill?"

"...Brother Jiang, I'm sorry."

Young Master Wang looked guilty.

"It's all my fault. It has dragged you down and prevented you from getting the Martial Saint Golden Pill. Otherwise, with your strength, you will definitely not be worse than those three people."

Jiang Shang gently exhaled a breath of turbid air. Although he felt very distressed, he did not take his anger at the King of Kings.

"I don't blame you. If you want to blame, I blame the training camp for being too bastard. I even hid the rewards. How can I stimulate the motivation of the students?

No wonder it gets worse and worse, even I take it in."

When Young Master Wang felt a lot of pain when he heard that Jiang Shang was not blamed, he always felt that Jiang Shang was talking strangely.

What does it mean to get worse and worse? Even he took it in.

He is so strong, is there anything wrong with him in training revenue?

"Brother Jiang, have you ever thought that maybe we just don't know, otherwise why all three of them happened to be back?

It is rare to see them gather together in ordinary times.

They must have heard some news in advance.”

Since Jiang Shang didn't blame him, Young Master Wang was happy to blame the training camp.

Jiang Shang nodded and said, "Yes, he actually treats differently. He is such a bastard. I hate double standards the most in my life!"

Then he looked at the secretly glad Young Master Wang, and said unhappy:

"But you guys have caused me to lose such a big sum. Remember to give me a bigger red envelope in the future, otherwise I will be revenge."

"This must!"

When Wang Da Shao saw Jiang Shang say this, he breathed a sigh of relief. He knew that this was really not his fault, so he quickly patted his chest and promised.

"It will definitely satisfy Brother Jiang."

"Okay, don't tremble anymore, I won't eat people."

Jiang Shang sighed sadly, but still did not recover from the blow of losing a fortune.

For so much money, even if you reveal some small trump cards, you can only upgrade overnight.
To be continued...
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