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Chapter 541 Deja vu, Qiyuan!

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    "What¡¯s wrong with you?"

    The dean's voice sank, and his face seemed a little unhappy.

    Lin Zhengkai was also aware of his gaffe, and quickly explained: "It's nothing, it's just that this little brother is very familiar for some reason. Have we met somewhere before?"

    Bu Feifan couldn't help sneering in his heart.

    Not only have we met, but we also have enemies!

    Lin Zhengkai only felt that he had known him intuitively, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, and he didn't have the slightest impression on him whether it was age or appearance.

    The Qianyan mask concealed his own aura, but it could not change a person's habits, so Bu Feifei knew that it might be his tone of voice or actions that made Lin Zhengkai feel a little familiar.

    "The juniors have heard about Master Lin's chess skills, and have been fortunate enough to see Master Lin's formation with their own eyes. Today, I finally got what I wanted, and I am extremely excited!"

    Lin Zhengkai was still a little bit chasing after him, and was about to continue asking questions, but was interrupted by the dean Shengsheng.

    "That's enough, Fellow Daoist Lin. He has been in the team for a long time for today's scientific examination, and he is exhausted. If you have any questions, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'll take him to rest."

    After all, the dean turned to look at Bu Feifan, as if changing his face, a smile appeared instantly, and said: "Xiaohu, there are still vacant rooms in the Chess Academy in the Academy, so you can live there first!"

    "Okay, Dean."

    The dean couldn't hide the pride on his face. He pulled Bu Feifan and strode towards the academy. The Confucianism cultivators along the way all stared wide-eyed.

    They really couldn't figure out how anyone could make the dean pay so much attention to him, not only coming to pick him up in person, but also leading him along the way.

    You must know that when the saint came to the academy, the dean came here in a phantom, let alone on weekdays, they didn't come out very often for tens of hundreds of years, only they went to the dean's house,  Not to mention talking so much like today.

    "This kid looks mediocre, but does the dean attach so much importance to him?"

    "You don't know that. I heard the vision of the horizon first. It is said that it was drawn by this son. A poem can be completed in seven steps. An eighth-grade holy poem has aroused the echo of Confucianism and Taoism. This kind of talent is really rare in the world!"

    "Really? But I think he is only a young man, yet he can compose a poem of holy grade? You must know that when Master Dong was his age, he wrote a poem of immortal grade, which attracted the attention of everyone in Confucianism!  "

    "However, I heard that this son's aptitude is not high, otherwise, he would definitely be accepted as a disciple by the dean."

    "Not high aptitude? Hey, that's a pity. No matter how talented you are, as long as you don't have enough aptitude, you can only reach that level in the future. I'm afraid you will be reduced to a literary slave in the future!"

    "Hush! Don't say such things, you see that the dean is so happy now, be careful that he hears and expels you from the academy!"

    Lin Zhengkai's face was gloomy, and he closed the door heavily, and then opened the chess set again, completely isolating the outside from the inside of the house.

    "Master"

    A teenager about eleven or twelve years old walked over with worried eyes, saw Lin Zhengkai's ugly face, and said in a low voice, "Master, don't be angry."

    It was good not to speak, but as soon as the boy opened his mouth, the anger in Lin Zhengkai's heart seemed to find an outlet, and he cursed out cracklingly.

    "Don't be angry? If it weren't for you trash, would I be so angry?"

    "Master, it's all my fault for not living up to expectations"

    Lin Zhengkai was talking non-stop, cursing all of his brains: "I'm in the academy now, but I happen to be the most disliked person. Outsiders think I'm glamorous, but every Confucianist cultivator here respects me."  Treat me like a piece of trash!"

    In fact, although Lin Zhengkai is a chess master, his own chess skills are not superb, not even a little less than Feng Wuxian's back then. It is only by occasionally setting up immortal chess formations that he has the name of chess master.

    If it weren't for the meritorious service in presenting the blue lotus array, he wouldn't even be eligible to enter the academy.

    Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, Lin Zhengkai has meritorious deeds and is the elder of the Academy that everyone envies, but in fact, in the Academy, no matter whether it is seniority or strength, it is not his turn to speak.

    This is also the reason why he wants to curry favor with the dean. After all, if the influence of his contribution to the picture gradually disappears in the future, then his status will naturally be lost. There are too many people who are more powerful than him, and even some academicians  The ordinary disciples in the school are all better than him.

    Think about it??When I was talking, the dean looked impatient, as if he didn't want to listen to a word, and today in the public, with so many eyes watching, the dean didn't give any face  stay by yourself.

    "When I accepted you as an apprentice, I thought that you would be able to achieve something with your talent, but now your chess skills are mediocre, which is really shameful. Those people who were admitted to the hospital with you are now even gone.  Standing alone, what a waste!"

    The boy lowered his head in shame, not daring to say a word.

    In fact, when the young man first joined the academy, he was extremely talented, and he was one of the best disciples among the disciples. Later, Lin Zhengkai asked the dean to recruit him and accepted him as a disciple.

    Lin Zhengkai naturally hoped that he could continue to stay in the academy as a "famous teacher" in the future.

    However, with Lin Zhengkai's chess skills, he lacked a lot in terms of guidance. Not only did he not explain clearly, sometimes he even couldn't break the formation himself.

    Moreover, Lin Zhengkai was also greedy for pleasure, bringing all kinds of nuns back to the house from time to time, or spending time and drinking outside, and the guidance was only once in a long time.

    It can be said that the young man's chess skills are almost all self-taught, and being able to reach the current level is already considered an extraordinary talent.

    It is precisely because of his style that the seniors in the academy look down on him, and because he has taught such a talent to be a waste, the dean will be very impatient when he sees him, if it is not because  According to the arrangement of the Holy Majesty, the dean will never stay like this

    A black sheep in the Academy.

    This also makes the boy's progress the smallest among all the disciples of the same generation, and he is looked down upon wherever he goes, so the boy's character is becoming more and more timid and fearful, and he always feels in his heart that it is because he is too useless that he has not made any progress  .

    "Hmph, I just nodded and bowed, what a waste, go and get the storage bag!"

    Counting the spirit stones in the storage bag, Lin Zhengkai snorted coldly, opened the door and walked out, his mind was full of girls from Chunxianglou.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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