The Good for Nothing Seventh Young Lady

“Each branch has a chance to advance every week. If you are confident about your strength, you can challenge other students at the weekend. If you win, you can go straight to the challenge. Go to the class." Xie Yundao.

Shen Yanxiao listened carefully on the way. This kind of promotion system is also available in the pharmacist branch. However, the students in the pharmacist branch are eager to win. It is obvious that no other branch is so fierce, but there are occasionally one or two hot tries to challenge. The students in other classes did not look very good.

Xie Yun only led Shen Yanxiao to lead the front of the Chiban class. He did not go in, but called the tutor who was in class.

"This student is your class in the future." Xie Yun pointed to Shen Yanxiao's mentor to Chiban.

The tutor looked like he was forty years old and had no expression on his face. He looked at Yan Yanxiao up and down: "What is your name?"

"Xiao Yan." Shen Yan Xiaodao.

"Oh, then come in." The mentor didn't say much, turned and walked in again.

Xie Yun gave Shen Yanxiao a reassuring look, and Shen Yanxiao followed the tutor into the classroom.

I have to say that the gap between Chiban and Ziban is really...

Full of big.

In the pharmacist's branch, the purple class where Shen Yanxiao is located, which student does not like a hard bee, can't wait to write down the fart of the instructor, but in the archer's branch, the red class is another. Scenes.

There are two scenes in the entire classroom, and half of the students study hard and look at the torch, while the other half are lazy and lie on the table.

Shen Yanxiao found a position to sit down.

The instructor began to continue the lectures.

The situation of the polarization of the Chiban is in every branch, mainly because this year's placement test is too pituitary. Many times it is not strength, but luck, which leads to many talented students because of luck. Poor, but was brushed to the Chiban, this group of students naturally do not want to stay in such a crane tail class, daily hard work, Zhou Zhou challenge other class students, pray that they can get out of the class early.

The rest of the students, the strength is not very good, nor is it too strong to be self-motivated, in the spirit of the peace of mind that comes together.

Shen Yanxiao did not have the heart to manage the careful thinking of these people. She only wanted to take this opportunity and quickly put her strength up.

In the evening, ending the course, Shen Yanxiao was planning to go back, but unfortunately met some familiar guy in the corridor.

"Isn't that the stinky boy that day?" Wanli looked at Shen Yanxiao, wearing a red robes, and frowned.

"Who is this?" The teenager next to Wanli has never seen Shen Yanxiao.

"Nothing." Wanli thought about it. He hadn't seen this kid in the branch before. He didn't see Shen Yanxiao wearing the uniform of the archer's branch in Heicheng that day. He didn't expect this low-key local tyrant to be his classmate. . but……

Looking at the red robes of Shen Yanxiao, and then look at the purple robes on his body, Wan Li proudly stood up.

Is it great to have money? It’s not a useless waste wood. Even if this kid can afford three million bows, he will only stay in the garbage dump like Chiban.