Godly Empress Doctor

Old Fong Gang did not have any excess, he simply said: “Bring out exam number 10001, the roll of the name Phoenix Dance. ”

Teacher in the case file room, looking to Dean Left for help.

Dean Left frowned: "Master Fang, what are you going to do? Private debugging isn't good, is it? ”

“Dean Left thinks that the White Duke is following us, or is it a private coil?” Fangkou sneered.

Dean Left: “…”

Lord Bai smiled lightly: "Dean Zuo, this is what His Majesty meant, please. ”

“If it is His Majesty's will, Your Honor, do your utmost!” Dean Left smiled and said he was standing there, motionless.

He has the ability to imitate someone else's handwriting, so this roll he wrote will definitely be fine, and Vice Dean Left has such confidence.

Soon, the teacher in the case file room found the phoenix roll.

The teacher handed the roll to the Fong Gong Lao.

At a glance, Fang Gong was relieved.

“Isn't this Feng Dance girl's roll?” The left vice dean delivered his hands behind him, his eyes half-crushed, smiling at the old Fong Pavilion.

Master Bai also looked at the old Fong Palace: “You taught the old Fong Dance girl with the old Fong Palace. Her notes, the old Fong Palace, you won't recognize her? ”

The pavilion said, “Yes, that's...”

Fong Gang was about to speak, but his eyebrows were wrinkled!

No, it's not!

Fong Gong is old, but after a quick look at the subject, you know something is wrong!

Phoenix rolls, that's perfect!

Every question, it's all right!

However, the third question in this volume starts to be wrong, and the fifth question is also wrong, and down...

Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Many simple memories are wrong!

“This is ridiculous!” Fangkong snapped and dumped the roll directly on the table, "this is definitely not a phoenix roll! ”

How could they tell? Dean Left had a flash of panic in his eyes, but he concealed quickly and no one else noticed.

“What's going on?” Dean Left is innocent. "Doesn't it say exam numbers and names? Isn't it Phoenix? ”

The White Duke also glanced at Fangkou's old glance: “And this handwriting is exactly the same as the roll you brought into the palace. ”

Dean Left sneered: “Old Fong, this is a matter of great importance and cannot be discredited! ”

Dean Left's words already implied a few threats.

Everybody better make it smaller. Make it smaller.

But Fong Gang's old love talent, not to mention the talent of Phoenix dance? Can't be fooled!

Fong Gang sneered: “Dean Zuo, you really can't fake it, you can't fake it! If His Majesty knew that someone had actually reached into the examination room and replaced the scroll, oh, such a thing, I wonder if Dean Left could bear it! ”

Dean Left blackened: "Lady Fang, is this a deliberate attempt to discredit our Imperial College before His Majesty? Don't forget, you are also a member of the Seven Organizing Committees of Imperial College! Imperial College is bad, you can't leave it! ”

“Blackened? I'll see who's blackmailing Imperial College!” The old Fong Gang pinched the scroll in his hand, and his anger rushed away!

Lord Bai glanced halfway at Dean Left.

Dean Left nodded confidently, indicating that he was holding the ticket.

Bai Gong nodded at him and entered the palace with Fanggang Lao.

In the palace.

Wu Di was frowning and looking at a pile of test papers in front of him.

PS: It's very slow, but it's still in the code.