At this moment, Chen Qianzhao felt like a little tail was stuck behind her. She couldn't help but envy Mu Qing for having such a soft and sweet sister.

As soon as several masters came in, their eyes fell on Shen Qianzhao.

This Princess Yongle, who was ranked first in this list, was silent.

locking.

That painting alone is enough to show how qualified this Princess Yongle is, let alone the full score if you don’t ask for a test.

Who doesn’t want to be admitted to students with such qualifications?

Dean Yan coughed lightly, "These twelve masters are all the best teachers in my Shenji Academy. Students can choose carefully and get started."

It was a two-way choice. When President Yan said this, three masters walked towards Chen Qianzhao together, and walked very fast, as if they were afraid that they would be snatched away.

Seeing this scene, the masters who were originally looking to pretend to behave were unable to pretend at this time and rushed to chase after him.

"I came first, don't snatch it with me!" An old master with a little gray hair pushed a master next to him.

The master widened his eyes, "You are so old that you are not dead. That day, you clearly said that you would never accept anyone as a student. Have you forgotten?"

I let go of all the words at the beginning, but now I am not afraid of the pain in my face?

"You let me go first, let me go, I will say a few words to Princess Yongle, you will not rob me." A master said with a treacherous look in his eyes and he said with a smile.

Another master immediately grabbed his arm, "Just say a few words, do you think we are stupid?"

The scene was a little uncontrollable for a while. The Master, who was usually stern and pretended to be more mysterious than anyone else, was now fighting and pushing.

President Yan turned his face away, and his face turned dark and he really didn't see it.

Mu Wan's mouth was so big that she pulled Chen Qianzhao's little tail finger, "Sister, they all want to accept you as a student."

Chen Qianzhao looked at this chaotic scene, not as if he wanted to take him over, but as if he wanted to seek revenge on himself...

Liu Fuzi, who had been above, struggled and entangled for a long time. Her eyes were on Xue Rong behind her. Xue Rong was looking forward to Liu Fuzi walking towards her with joy and said she wanted to accept her into the school.

Mr. Liu left a goodbye and had a decision in his heart.

She walked downward, one or two steps.

Xue Rong's mouth curled and her eyes were lowered. Sure enough, Master Liu was different from those vulgar masters who were rushing to win over Qianzhao...

But just as Xue Rong raised her eyes again, she saw Master Liu stopping in front of Chen Qianzhao and had no intention of walking to her. Her happy expression suddenly froze on her face.

Mr. Liu coughed softly, looked at Chen Qianzhao, and said in a low voice, "How about entering my door?"

Chen Qianzhao blinked his agile eyes and thought to himself: Aren’t you going to take Xue Rong?

Thinking of this, she turned her head slightly and glanced at Xue Rong's direction. She saw that Xue Rong was biting her handkerchief with a sad look on her face, and she seemed to be resentful at her.

It seemed as if he had snatched her something.

But Xue Rong dared not speak out if she dared to be angry.

Now Chen Qianzhao, she dared not provoke him... Everything that day is still vivid in my mind.

When he met Master Liu, Chen Qianzhao shook his head slightly, "Thank you for your love, but Qianzhao already has a Master whom he admires, so please don't blame me."

Mr. Liu's face looked a little ugly, he was rejected.

The teachers who were worried that Chen Qianzhao would agree to Liu Fuzi all breathed a lot of relief, but when Chen Qianzhao heard that he had already chosen a teacher, he squeezed forward one by one, and he was not worried about losing face now.

The face is thicker than the wall.

"But I am me?"

"When I go there, it must be me!"

"Why are you so thick-skinned?"

"I said to you, why do you always have to compete with me for students?"

"Why did we snatch it with you? It's clear that you snatch it with me every time!"

There are constant quarrels.

Chen Qianzhao's ears were in pain, and she thought to herself: Master Han shouldn't be among these people, right?

On the stage, Dean Yan looked at Mr. Han who had not gone down for a long time, but instead sat down to study the chess score, and asked curiously, "Why don't you go?"

Master Han turned the page and said vaguely, "What are you not going?"

Seeing that Mr. Han didn't look up, Dean Yan understood: "Don't you want to accept students this year?"

Master Han then raised his eyes and looked at Dean Yan, "Thank you for so many years, I want to take a break this time."

This student is always endless to teach.

Why bother to make yourself so tired?

He glanced at the audience and thought to himself: It's not my turn to rush so hotly, so why should I go to this muddy water?

Dean Yan also sat down, poured a cup of tea, and handed it to Master Han, "Come on, drink a little tea to moisten your throat."

Every time this time is the most lively, and there is no time left, and the play can never be finished.

Master Han smiled and took the teacup, took a sip, and couldn't help but exclaim, "Good tea."

In the audience, Mu Wan pulled Chen Qianzhao's hand, raised her head, and asked curiously, "Sister, which teacher do you want to worship?"

Mu Wan asked this, and the masters immediately remained silent and looked at Chen Qianzhao, as if they were waiting for Chen Qianzhao to answer.

Chen Qianzhao blinked, his eyes flashed over the masters in front of him one by one. His voice was steady, but he was also lit up. "Student, I have admired Senior Han for a long time and want to worship Senior Han as my teacher."

As soon as Chen Qianzhao said this, the eyes of the masters fell on the stage, and now Master Han, who was tasting tea and studying chess scores with the dean.

Master Han let out a "pop" sound, and a mouthful of tea spewed out!

He pulled his sleeves and wiped his mouth randomly, and asked Dean Yan, "She...what was she saying?"

Dean Yan laughed, "This child said he wanted to worship you as his teacher."

This is Mr. Jing's student. Now he wants to join Master Han's disciple. If Master Han knows, he will not dare to accept it.

After all, Master Han’s respect for Mr. Jing was not an ordinary person.

Moreover, who dares to accept his students?

Dean Yan smiled, but said nothing and just watched.

Mr. Han couldn't speak immediately. Could it be that he couldn't get along with the royal family?

Previously it was the prince Chen Qianmu, later it was the second prince and the third prince, then it was the prince Rongle Chen Qianrong, and now it was the Chen Qianzhao again.

Have these princes and princesses made appointments one after another?

Mu Wan finally let go of Chen Qianzhao's hand. After this episode, Chen Qianzhao recognized who was Master Han, and then slowly walked towards the stage, stood in front of Master Han, and bowed.

"Senior Han, student Chen Qianzhao, has been respecting him for a long time and wants to join him. I wonder if he is willing to accept him?"

Before Master Han could answer, a master there laughed smugly, "The senior Han you admired does not plan to accept students this year. You might as well look at me, I am no worse than him."

Several other masters also responded, chasing Chen Qianzhao, fearing that they would not be able to grab this hot commodity.

I have been able to get Chen Qianzhao, who has scored a lot of points in these two subjects, to be able to play with him for many years.
Chapter completed!