"Isn't Jiangliu the most famous saint cultivator in our Jiangnan University?"

"I heard that he has never written any psychic effects for nearly two years, and even failed to step into the threshold of holy cultivation. Why has he reached the lower third-level holy cultivation realm?"

Suddenly exclaimed throughout the crowd.

Thousands of male and female students in the audience burst into unprecedented shock after hearing the name Jiang Liu.

A famous holy cultivator waste from Jiangnan University!

A fool who can't write psychic words in one or two years!

it turns out……

Write two original songs with ratings?

this……

How can people believe it?

"He is Jiang Liu from the School of Literature and Poetry Department?"

Behind the riots, Fan Bingqing also looked dazed and was shocked by Jiang Liu.

Jiang Liu's name is well-known throughout Jiangnan University, whether it is students from various colleges and departments, or teachers from various colleges and departments.

But she never expected that Jiang Liu, who had deeply rooted the name of waste, could actually write songs with the ratings of the second and fourth grades.

this……

Is it really a famous saint cultivator?

"Just just now, the dean of the School of Literature issued an announcement and an update notice of the school monument. Jiang Liu has been promoted to a Grade A student of the School of Literature by writing three poems with entry ratings!"

Compared to Fan Bingqing's trance and shock, Mo Qinya, who was beside her, was slightly stunned and said:

"And, the three poems he wrote about were the next grade rating, one of which was the second grade rating, and one that also reached the fourth grade rating!"

"What! There's still this?"

Suddenly, listening to Mo Qinya's voice, Fan Bingqing's trance expression changed instantly to a shaking face.

The next four ratings of the poem?

I'm afraid that even teachers from some low-level colleges and universities in the School of Literature cannot easily write this talent?

"You can write poems with the next four ratings and create songs with the next four ratings. How can such students be useless to holy cultivators?"

Fan Bingqing's eyes were tightly fixed on Jiang Liu on the stage, and a strong determination had already emerged from her heart that he must introduce Jiang Liu, a student, to her singing academy.

If you can have such outstanding talents across the two courtyards, it is probably difficult to find such a student in Jiangnan University.

Such students are either geniuses or monsters. If they let them go so easily, they will definitely regret it.

"Classmate, you...you...you said you are Jiang Liu from the poetry department?"

On the stage, Feng Xiaoxiao was completely confused.

Especially when she heard Jiang Liu say her name, her brain buzzed and trembled, and her thoughts suddenly became extremely disordered.

Isn’t Jiang Liu the only student in the entire school who has not entered the threshold of saint cultivation?

Why did he reach the lower third level of holy cultivation state when he got here?

This level!

This is the only way to learn!

How did he be named a holy cultivator waste?

Feng Xiaoxiao couldn't figure it out.

Feng Yingying, who was beside her, also had a stupid face and was a little confused.

If Jiang Liu is all saint cultivators, then aren’t they even in the early stages of the next level not even saint cultivators?

"Are you surprised? Have you heard of the name of being a saint cultivator? I must also know that I have just been promoted to a Class A student and wrote a poem with the next fourth grade rating?"

Faced with the surprise of Feng Xiaoxiao and Feng Yingying, as well as the surprise of thousands of male and female students below the audience, Jiang Liu was shocked without any waves, and he smiled unconsciously, saying:

"Indeed, you can only write poems with the next four ratings and create songs with the next four ratings. This is not considered a waste of holy cultivation, so what is it?"

"I'm so useless. Why can't I write poems and songs with the next fourth grade rating? Can't I write the next ninth grade rating? Alas... I'm such a trash!"

Jiang Liu complained, and his pretty face was covered with deep disappointment and loss.

In this way, it was as if he had only written poems and songs with the lowest ratings, but he did not meet his own requirements at all.

only.

That is, his self-complainting, and the thousands of male and female students in the audience made his scalp numb.

Damn it!

ruthless!

Is this a show-off?

Writing poems and songs with the following four ratings has almost crushed the entire Jiangnan University, with 99% of the students.

In this way, he even said that he was trash?

Is this scolding myself?

No!

no!

This is just scolding the 99% of the students in the school!

"Damn it, would you be so overdoing?"

"I really want to kill you with one head!"

"Since I entered Jiangnan University, I have never written any enrollment-level texts. He actually said that writing poems and songs with the next fourth grade rating are just garbage. I think I can't even count as garbage."

In the whole audience, countless male and female students had the urge to die.

There was still a small part left, so angry that he wanted to rush to the stage and killed Jiang Liu directly.

Fuck.

Is this self-complaint, self-require?

This is simply showing off, showing off!

Moreover, this pretending is too much.

This is simply trying to make people die.

On the stage, Feng Xiaoxiao and Feng Yingying looked hot and flushed. Listening to Jiang Liu's self-complaint, he felt ashamed.

If we talk about the realm of holy cultivation.

They are only in the early stages of the next level.

If you talk about psychic writing.

It seems that they have not written any of the above-mentioned works.

When they thought that Jiang Liu wrote poems and songs with the next four ratings, and still complained that he was a trash, then they...

Suddenly.

Feng Xiaoxiao and Feng Yingying, and even the three musicians behind them, felt a stream of qi and blood blocking their chests, and they wanted to vomit blood.

"Forget it, I am a waste who can only write poems and songs with the next four ratings, so I will not be embarrassed here!"

Jiang Liu said, shook his head and smiled with a frustrated look on his face, turned around, and walked off the stage.

"Don't leave, buddy, let's sing a few more songs, we haven't heard enough yet."

"With you only learn, who dares to say you are a waste? If anyone dares to say, I will definitely be the first to beat him to death!"

As Jiang Liu walked off the stage, the male and female students in the audience became anxious in an instant.

They shouted excitedly, wanting Jiang Liu to stay and sing a few more songs, but Jiang Liu's pace did not stop, but instead, they moved faster and faster.

Is the pussy already pretending to be an outrageous pussy? Why don’t you leave?

Do you still want to wait for someone to applaud and deliver the meal?

He ignored the enthusiasm of the male and female students. If he could, he would leave quickly, so that he would not be able to leave even later.

only.

Looking at Jiang Liu's stepping off the stage, Feng Xiaoxiao and Feng Yingying on the stage suddenly flashed a hint of loneliness in their eyes for some reason.

With the appearance of the two sisters, many boys in Jiangnan University tried to get close to them and pursue them.

But Jiang Liu went on stage and sang two songs, but he left without even looking at them.

Are they not pretty enough?

Or are they not attractive enough?

At least I ask them for contact information, otherwise how can I make an appointment with them in the future?

If Jiang Liu wants contact information, they will definitely give it.

"I'll leave for a while."

Feng Yingying said to Feng Xiaoxiao. In the end, she walked off the stage and quickly chased Jiang Liu in the direction where he left.
Chapter completed!