I Really Want To Go Against The Sky

One night.

In the process of Yang Guo's knees working hard in front of the bed, and Yang Fan's slumbering and screaming, it was so quiet.

The next day, when Yang Fan was awakened by the noisy sounds downstairs, the sun-filled sun outside the city had already slanted three shots.

Yang Fan yawned, and he swept away and found that several of his disciples were laughing downstairs to make cats and dogs, boring and chatting.

An Sheng, Mu Qianqian, Chu Feiyun, Duan Xiaorui, Zhu Yuxi and Jin Wenze.

Six people will die in the middle of the scent of small flowers and hungry belly flat black, some are combing cats, some are feeding dogs to eat snacks, and others are interested in I took the hair of the three pets and looked at the scorpion.

Perhaps it is because they know that these six people are Yang Fan’s apprentices, or they feel that there is no threat on them. Therefore, all the cats and dogs are lazy, and the eyelids are pulling, letting a few people surround them in the middle, saying The general language of sand sculpture.

Really, even the reason is too lazy to take care of them.

Among the three pet beasts, only the lingering mouse showed a little more lively. While holding up its small mouse mouth, it kept biting the snacks that these sand sculptures offered, and generally enjoyed the two little princes killing chickens. The way of massage, from time to time also responded to a few people's questions.

The head of the party, like a rat star, is even more popular than the small flower and the big black.

"How many of you, how come all?"

Yang Fan got up and went downstairs, looking at the six apprentices in front of him and asked softly.

"喵儿~!"

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

When I heard the sound of Yang Fan, all the three beasts were excited, and instantly became a hundred times more powerful. Hey, the three streams of light separated from the crowd, all of them rushed into the arms of Yang Fan.

In the end, Xiaohua and Dahei succumb to the left and right of Yang Fan’s arms, and the defiant rats were halfway through the seemingly unintentional foot of Dahei, and finally they could only be wronged. Seek comfort on the shoulders of Yang Fan.

Yang Fan glanced at the three little guys, ignored the hustle and bustle of them, and thought of a move, took out a few pieces of monsters and fled aside, let them fight for.

After sending out three pet beasts and listening to the relevant experience gained by feeding the pets in the ear, Yang Fan stepped up to the side of Ansheng.

A few people reluctantly took back the eyes of the three pet beasts, and Qi Qi said to Yang Fan:

"I have seen the master!"

"I have seen the master!"

One by one, the thief is polite.

"Okay, sit down." Yang Fan reached out and asked several people to sit down and whispered: "Talk about it, how come all of them come to me?"

Chu Feiyun said: "Master, this is not the end of the college entrance examination. I am going to fill out the volunteer application school soon. We still don't know which Wuda you are preparing to apply for?"

Yang Fan glanced and looked up and glanced at a few people: "How do you want to report to the same school as a teacher?"

"Hmm!"

The six people nodded, and the master who was so arrogant and banditous, of course, insisted on holding the thigh and not letting go.

Yang Fan shook his head slightly: "In fact, there is no need for it. Although you are all my disciples, I will not interfere with your freedom in life and work. As long as you do not violate the rules of my demon sect, you can do whatever you want. Things to do and choices."

Compared with all the disciples gathered around him, Yang Fan is more inclined to let these trumpet freely grow wildly. Anyway, no matter how far away he is, he can take the experience of killing and practicing these disciples.

Being a pickpocket is actually a very good choice.

"No, no, if we can, we all want to see you to the master!" Chu Feiyun insisted: "This time I took care of your master, we have a few good tests, so we will be cheeky." I have to go to the same Wuda to study with the master, and I hope that the master can give us such an opportunity!"

"Yeah, Master, you will tell us about it! We are all volunteers!"

Duan Xiaorui is also helping a few people, obviously from the very beginning has been discussed.

Yang Fan's eyebrows are lifted. These little guys seem to be very confident. It seems that they really did a good job.

"Jinghua Wuda." Yang Fan is not hesitating, saying: "I am going to Beijing Huawu University. If you want to go if you want to go, I will not stop, but don't force it, just do it."

Jinghua Wuda Laihao is also one of the top ten top schools in the federal rankings. If these people are really capable of getting tested, Yang Fan will be happy to see it.

Well, there aren't any bad things about a few fellow villagers.

"Haha! Let me just say, with the strength of the master, if you want to apply for the exam, it is definitely not the Federal University of Wuhan or the Beijing University of Science and Technology. If not, let's not!"

When Yang Fan’s voice fell, Chu Feiyun smugly glanced at several of the same door, but then the face of this guy was bitter, and some shouted: “I don’t know if Jinghua Wuda’s admissions standard is still with last year. Similarly, my grades are good, but I have just hung up to the lowest score last year."

Among the top ten prestigious universities in the Federation, the number of federal martial arts and Beijing University of Wuda is the highest in terms of enrollment. It not only has a very high demand for martial arts, but even the scores of cultural subjects must reach at least an average of 85 points or more. It is possible.

at the same time.

Yang Fan noticed that in addition to Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuzhen and Jin Wenze also began to become somewhat unconfident. Among the six people, only An Sheng, Qian Qianqian and Duan Xiaorui were always confident and full of face.

"I just said that there is no need to have the same school as the teacher."

Yang Fan whispered: "Jinghua Wuda is just my personal interest and choice. Among you, maybe some people prefer the Federal University of Wuhan, Tianjing University or other universities. It doesn't matter. The most important thing is your own. Willingness."

"Master, Jinghua Wuda is one of the best martial arts in the whole federation. If possible, of course we all want to go to Beijing Huawu University!" Duan Xiaorui said: "We just worry that our strength is limited, even if we want to go, Jinghua Wuda also Don't look at us."

Duan Xiaorui's words, the poke of the key points of Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuxi, do not look at them all before are full of confidence, as if all the martial arts in the Federation let them pick and pick.

However, when it comes to such famous schools as Beijing University of Technology and the Federal University of Uganda, no one can guarantee that they will be able to successfully meet the admission criteria of others.

Yang Fan nodded lightly. If possible, few high school graduates could refuse the temptation of Beijing University of Technology.

However, these small apprentices seem to be quite yearning for Jinghua Wuda. They are only worried that their scores or repairs are insufficient, and they cannot meet the admission requirements of others.

"Do you really want to go to Jinghua Wuda to study?" Yang Fan fixedly asked several people: "If it is really your own will, the teacher may be able to help."

Thinking of the Chinese monk who is still sitting in Dai Xingcheng at the moment, Yang Fan can remember very clearly that this bald head has said more than once that he has several special recruits in his hand.

I feel that if you walk the back door, you may not have a chance. These are all the disciples of his Yang Fan. The future of the future is not limited, and he will not lose face to Jinghua Wuda.

“Really?!” Chu Feiyun’s eyes were bright and his expression was a little excited: “Master, do you even have the doorway of Jinghua Wuda?”

"Of course." Yang Fan did not explain more to them. The bulls blew the sound of the sky: "No other dare to say, there are still no problems for you to ask for a few special offers."

"Isn't it too much trouble?" Zhu Yuxi said softly, not too embarrassed: "If you are too troublesome, you don't have to worry about the master. We don't have to go to Beijing Huawu."

Listening to this, there is a lot of insincereness to say too much.

Yang Fan smiled and looked at the faces of Chu Feiyun, Zhu Yuzhen, Duan Xiaorui and Jin Wenze.

Ansheng and Muqian Yang Fan are not worried at all. They are Jinghua people themselves, and they can definitely meet the enrollment standards of Jinghua Wuda. Even if he does not say anything, it is estimated that Huahe will take the initiative to contact them.

Only Chu Feiyun, the four of them are still a little bit worse, whether it is talent or cultivation, they may not be able to enter the eyes of the Chinese monk.

However, since they all want to enter Jinghua Wuda as a master, Yang Fan feels that they can still fight for them a little.

"In my case, there is no trouble, no trouble, as long as you think, that is enough."

When Yang Fan’s voice fell, several system prompts appeared directly in his ear.

"Hey! Your disciple Chu Feiyun got your generous promise, thank you very much, the sense of belonging to the martial art has been greatly improved, the loyalty of the martial art is extremely enhanced, and the martial art is +10."

"Hey! Your disciple Duan Xiaorui got your generous promise~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I am grateful to you, the sense of belonging to the martial art has been greatly improved, the loyalty of the martial art is extremely enhanced, and the martial art is +10."

"..."

In addition to An Sheng and Qian Qianqian, the other four people are all grateful to Yang Fan, and the martial art has increased directly by 10 points.

Yang Fan’s mouth twitched slightly. He just made a promise and made the four people so grateful. It seems that these little guys are more eager for Jinghua Wuda than he imagined.

"You wait, call the teacher first!"

In front of a few people, Yang Fan directly dialed the private communication of the Chinese monk. Soon, the communication was connected, and the virtual figure of the Chinese monk appeared in the lobby of the Yangjia Restaurant.

"Haha, Yang Fan, you are finally willing to call the poor, how are you thinking about it, are you ready to come to Beijing, Beijing, China?"

An opening, the Chinese monk was surprised to ask Yang Fan, he waited for Yang Fan's phone call, but he had already waited for a full day.