Demonic Prince’s Wild Consort: The Trash Illegitimate Miss

Fengtian glanced at him coldly, and then he calmed down.

Several other chiefs stared intently at Bai Ye, hoping that there would be another dog eye waiting for Liang Menze!

Following the steps, Bai Ye started the refinisher's test, and his heart was full of anticipation.

Next, without accident, in front of Fengtian's face, she smashed the wooden table on which the black iron was placed with a test hammer and shattered again the fierce cracking sound.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the test stone. The quietness in the hall was unusual and the atmosphere was full of tension in the quiet air.

In Fengtian's always fierce line of sight, a slight expectation flashed, how strong his enthusiasm for talent was, except for the old mentor of Shengying, only Heaven knew.

However, after a slight power fluctuation, the test stone was completely dead and dull, and there was no more movement.

"This is a waste of the time of the dean and me. In my opinion, Bai Luo does not need to continue the test, and she takes serious measures in advance for her troubles, and by the way, let the new growth points outside remember it!"

Mengze was in a bad mood. When he first went to the court, Feng Tian didn't believe that Bailuo was a professional waste. Now he has personally certified before him, and then picking up that stinky boy will be more effective.

Feng Tian glanced at a touch of loss, but immediately recovered as before, it seems that Mengze should not exaggerate, what a pity!

He looked at the expressions of the chiefs of the branch, and originally thought that they would also be lost. He wanted to appease them. Unexpectedly, they did not lose half of them one by one, but it was more like a pity. It felt a bit strange.

Cheng Mohan stepped forward and patted Bai Ye on the shoulder, smiling and comforting: "It's okay, you are already excellent."

Bai Ye burst into tears in her heart, is she really only suitable for killing!The most peaceful profession, even the last class is not mixed, the dream of being a blacksmith is so dead!

"I'm fine, thank you, Teacher Cheng."

Bai Ye's heart was already scratching the wall, and the surface was still calm.

"Finally realized that I couldn't do it anymore?" Meng Ze snorted heavily and looked at Bai Ye with disdain: "If you still have self-knowledge, don't do the strategist test anymore. The dean and the chief executives are very busy and have no time to waste time. On you! "

"Sorry." Bai Ye showed no respect, and looked down at Mengze, who was shorter than her, and said coldly: "I just don't know anything."

"I don't know what's wrong!"

Feng Tian sang out, and his deep voice was slightly angry: "Mengze, even if her talent is worse, she has to start and finish things. As a deputy dean, do you usually teach students like this?"

Seeing that the dean was angry, Mengze immediately turned into an innocent look: "I don't mean that, you see that she has destroyed so many things, I am worried that the crystal chessboard will not be guaranteed! For such a waste, really not worth it!"

Ouyang Ke finally could not bear it. At this time, Tong Yuexin poked his back and then gestured with his eyes, as if to say: You can go!

As a result, the chief of the Cavaliers Branch finally broke out, grabbing Monzee's shirt, and said fiercely: "You said that Bailuo is waste?"

"Ake, let go of your hand." Feng Tian saw the situation was not good, and did not want to let the students outside the hall read the joke because of this kind of thing.

"Don't stop me, let me finish!"