The Mid-Year ratio is a more important game in the Moon Shrine, which is a great opportunity for the disciples to express themselves, and it is also a time for teachers to show the results of teaching to the patriarch.

If no one is optimistic about such lazy people as Xiaoguang, if it is not surprising, after the mid-year ratio, he will be kicked out of the Zongmen Gate and become the fastest-eliminated disciple in the history of the Moon Shrine.

Laziness is the first big taboo.

Zhao Cang put forward this request, clearly in order to tease the inflammation.

In the square, those teachers who had already looked at Zhou Yan were all joking and waiting to see Zhou Yan ugly.

Looking at the little fat man who is still whimpering and does not care about the little fat man that everyone laughs, Zhou Yan smiled and said, "No problem, but what do you say weighs?"

When he looked at Zhao Cang again, he looked suspicious.

Zhao Chuang grunted with displeasure, “I am the honorary guest of the Moon Shrine, and I said that I would let you become a teacher of the Moon Shrine, and the Presbyterian Church would not dare to oppose it.”

Seeing the elder Ma slightly nods on the side, Zhou Yan said: "Well, in the middle of the year, I will let you see the potential of wishing you a small light."

“The potential?As for the dead pig, I think he will be ashamed to go to the court at that time."

Zhou Yan's voice had just fallen, and Zhao Jie, a young man in Huafu, laughed loudly, and everyone around him also showed a mocking smile.

Their laughter was harsh, and they woke up the little light from their sleep.

Only, the little fat soybean eyes turned, and then continued to close their eyes and blow up the snot.

People laughed again.

This person is really hopeless, in the face of such ridicule, actually did not have the slightest awareness, and what is the difference between scrap iron?

Zhou Yan was silent, and until the taunting laughter around him stopped, he slowly moved his eyes and swept over the face with a playful expression around him.

"What's funny, I wish Xiao Guang's potential is indeed stronger than most of your peers here."

Zhou Yan's voice once again made the whole square a silence, and everyone looked at him as if they were looking at a mental illness.

Zhao Jie's mouth raised a proud smile: "You just said that the dead fat man has more potential than most people?"I shouldn’t have heard wrong, right?”

Zhou Yan looked at him and nodded seriously: "You heard no wrong, and most of these people, including you."

In an instant, Zhao Jie's proud smile in the corner of his mouth was frozen.

Just now, this mental illness said that his own potential is better than that of the dead fat man who can only sleep.

My ears are not wrong, right?

If there is no problem with my ears, it must be that there is a problem with the person's brain.

Diagnosed, he is mentally ill.

Everyone around me is also such a thought, all feel that Zhou Yan is not a normal person, how can normal people think that the genius of the city's lord house has less potential than a lazy pig?

Zhao Cang said, "It's useless to say more, and in the middle of the year, there will naturally be a time when you are helpless."

After that, he left the square with Zhao Jie.

Dispersing the schadenfreude crowd, Elder Ma went to Zhou Yan and frowned and said, "You should not promise Zhaocang."

He said that he would arrange for Zhou Yan to arrange the elder's assessment, he would certainly not eat his word, perhaps looking at the face of Xiaoli, he could also secretly help Zhou Yan during the assessment.

But now, the right to assess has fallen into Zhao's hands, and even if he wants to help, he can't do anything.

Seeing the look of the elder Ma seemed to have a hint of reproach, Zhou Yan instead of being angry, but to see the long-faced old man more and more eye-catching, smiled: "Although the elder Ma is relieved, I dare to promise Zhao Cang's assessment requirements, naturally have my reason."

Looking at the distant cry of the good night, the elder Ma wanted to ask: Where is the truth?

But looking at Zhou Yan's oath, he seemed to be very sure, he did not say anything, just handed him a waist card: "Take it, as long as it is not a gated place, you can freely enter and exit."

Gentleman's sincere thanks to the Elder Ma.

"Don't thank me, I'm helping you, on the one hand, on the one hand, in the face of the small stand, on the other hand, because of yourself."

“My own?”

The twilight expressed confusion.

Elder Ma suddenly looked at Zhou Yan with an inexplicable look and said, "I have the opportunity to tell you in detail, in a month, I hope you can pass the examination smoothly."

“A month later is the mid-year ratio?”

A little bit of a thorn in the side, a little unscrupulous.

Elder Ma smiled, “Yes, the time is tight, you hurry!”

After everything was explained, the elder Ma left with the small standing one step first, and Zhou Yan looked at the small light of his speechless and sleep.

This little fat man is so big!

If there is no self, Zhou Yan can be very sure that the little fat man will be driven down the mountain in a month.

There is a great difference between the famous disciples and the official disciples of the Shrine of the Moon, and the inability to enjoy the treatment of the gate is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is very easy to be abandoned by the religious gate.

Some formal disciples, even if the cultivation is delayed and has not grown, as long as they have invested in the teacher's preferences, they do not have to worry about being abandoned by the sect.

And a famous disciple like Zhu Xiaoguang, who has no teacher, will be abandoned once he is too bad at the gate.

Call –

Call –

There were only two people left in the big square, so the little fat man's cry to sleep was very loud, and he did not seem to worry about the big year at all.

Zhou Yan looked at him for a while, the look was first from speechless, slowly changed into a hobby, and his eyes were a little more colorful.

"They are short-sighted, I don't know your talent, in fact, you are not a piece of waste iron, but a real dragon, a sleeping dragon."

Zhou Yan's mouth slightly raised, striding toward the little fat man who was sleeping, and one hand carried him to a round lake next to the square and threw it in.

Oh yeah!

The original quiet lake, after being hit by the gravity of the little fat man, sputtered a huge splash.

"What happened?"What happened?”

The little fat man woke up from his sleep, and his head was looking at a panicked face, and the water beads fell down his fat face.

He squatted on the lake and looked at him with a smile: “Are you awake?”

“Sober up, what’s going on?”The little fat man turned his head in panic and asked.

"I threw you into the water."

“Oh, I thought something big was going on!”

After hearing Zhou Yan's words, the panic expression on the little fat man's face disappeared, and it seemed that there was no anger.

Even the reason why Zhou Yan threw him into the water, he did not bother to ask, and he lay on the edge of the round lake and fell asleep again.

The little fat man's obsession with sleep and intoxication, once again shocked Zhou Yan.