"Let me improvise it with the specified material?"

When Jiang Liu heard this, his first reaction was to curse and immediately turn around and leave.

I asked him if he had any opinions?

He has a big opinion.

But what's the use?

He is now just a holy cultivator at the early stage of the next level, and he has no human rights at all in Jiangnan University.

In this world of holy cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, the weak will be bullied everywhere. Even if he leaves Jiangnan University, he still has no human rights. How can he have the right to give opinions?

"Can I find a teacher to write with me?"

Jiang Liu's eyes flashed with splendor, and he looked straight at Bai Zhenhua and asked.

What!

Find a teacher with you?

moment.

As soon as Jiang Liu said this, the originally depressed dean's office suddenly burst into surprise and noise.

"Does this guy want to compete with us for talent?"

"He is really bold enough, even the teacher dares to take it out to compete?"

In an instant.

Many teachers in the department sitting upright around were surprised and spoke.

Their eyes were all betting on Jiang Liu, which seemed a little intriguing.

There are many teachers in the School of Literature, but there are many powerful people with the lowest seventh-level holy cultivation level.

Strong strength!

Very talented!

I have created countless poems about the lower seventh grade or above!

In this world where words are psychic, talent and strength coexist.

Any works of the lower seventh grade or above appear can be included in the market monument for the whole city to look up to.

Such an honor has enabled them to develop a lot of arrogant attitudes.

Let’s not talk about whether Jiang Liu really wrote a psalm of grade level. Even if he really could write a psalm of grade level, in their opinion, it would not be comparable to the department teachers.

"Do you want to compete with a teacher on site?"

Jiang Liu's words aroused Bai Zhenhua's strong surprise.

In addition to Bai Ziruo behind Bai Zhenhua, his eyes were rippling, which aroused a burst of surprise.

He is a student from Jiangnan University. Want to compete with the department teachers?

Isn’t this a humiliation?

"Is there any problem?"

Feeling the surprise and astonishment of the teachers around him, Jiang Liu was straight and said without any hesitation towards Bai Zhenhua's sharp gaze.

"The problem is that there is no, but who do you want to compete with these 30 or so teachers on the scene?"

Bai Zhenhua looked around the audience and glanced at the more than thirty teachers in the department.

"Compare talents with a student? How embarrassing it. Whoever you likes will go to? I won't go to it anyway."

"Yes, even if you win this competition, it will not be a glorious thing. Maybe you will be laughed at by all teachers and students in the school, and I have no shame."

For a moment.

More than 30 teachers from the department in the audience shook their heads, and none of them were willing to appear.

Compare talents with a student?

How embarrassing to say it?

There is no benefit to win.

If you want to lose, it will be even more embarrassing.

All the teachers and students in the school know that they have no face left, so how can they teach students and be teachers?

"Let me improvise the materials you designated, this is what you mentioned. Now, I want to compete with one of your teachers, but you don't want to."

"You are not afraid of being embarrassed by me, but you are afraid of losing to me, right?"

Jiang Liuyi stood in the dean's office, with an evil smile on his lips, and said, looking at more than thirty teachers from the department around him.

"Lost to you?"

"How is this possible?"

Instantly!

As soon as Jiang Liu said this, the teachers from the department who were originally sitting upright around him stood up in anger.

"Jiang Liu, you should have self-knowledge. If we don't compare with you, we don't want to embarrass you, and it's too embarrassing."

"That's right, we are role models at least, and we are teachers from various departments of the School of Literature. In terms of talent, we have never been afraid of anyone. Do you think we will be afraid of you, a little student?"

A series of unhappiness sounded throughout the dean’s room.

Many teachers present could not sit still because Jiang Liu was so belittled.

"A role model? I'll criticize you, and you are worthy of being a role model?"

"Since you are not afraid of me, why don't you dare to compete with me?"

Looking at the dissatisfied teachers in the department around him, Jiang Liu stood in the center of the dean's office, neither arrogant nor impatient, nor panic or angry, and could not help but speak fragrantly.

"Who said we dare not compete with you? We don't believe it today. How much can you be a little sophomore?"

"Any thirty department teachers present here, you can assign one at will, any one of them will have the ability to crush you. At that time, don't complain if you lose!"

Instantly.

Many teachers in the department blushed and looked at Jiang Liu in the middle of the dean's office and spoke one after another.

From their eyes and expressions, it can be seen that they were really angry by Jiang Liu.

Every teacher from Jiangnan University, who is a well-respected saint cultivator when he goes out.

In fact, he was despised by a student who had not written psychic words for two years?

How can they bear this?

"Since that's the case, I'll choose a teacher!"

"Just you!"

Feeling unhappy eyes, Jiang Liu glanced at more than 30 teachers in the department around him, and pointed his finger at one of the shorter middle-aged teachers.

This teacher, based on the memories Jiang Liu obtained from this body, was also the teacher in their poetry department.

Named Qisheng!

It is now in the early stage of the next fifth grade!

A grade D teacher at Jiangnan University, one of the lowest level teachers!

In Jiangnan University, except for a group of students, each has a level division of A, B, C and D. The countless teachers at Jiangnan University also have four levels arrangements: A, B, C and D!

Class A is the strongest and the highest level!

Level D is the weakest and the lowest level!

In his class, Jiang Liu, the owner of the body, has received many responsibilities from Qi Sheng, and even abused him.

Every time I take Qisheng’s class, the owner of this body will suffer from Qisheng’s blows one more time.

Even so, he provoked hundreds of students in the class to humiliate him ruthlessly!

Over time, the owner of this body became more autistic, introverted, depressed, and eventually ended up dying and losing his will.

Jiang Liu was reborn in him, and he lived for a lifetime with his body. Of course, he had to make up for the regrets of his predecessors!

"I used to think you had just an IQ problem, but I didn't expect that you not only had an IQ problem, but also so ignorant of life and death. How dare you compete with me?"

Seeing Jiang Liu pointing at him with his finger, Qi Sheng was slightly surprised, but then, the face was covered with a strong sense of coldness.

River flow!

As one of the most incompetent students he has taught, no one!

Since he entered school, he has been unable to write any psychic writing for nearly two years.

In nearly two years, even the threshold for saint cultivation has not been able to enter.

Now……

This was a useless student who he had disdained countless times before, and he dared to choose him to compete for his talents?

It's simply unaware that the sky is high and the earth is thick!
Chapter completed!