When he arrived at the "Baiqi Magic Martial Arts Academy", Murong Wen got off the carriage and just touched the ground, she was seen by some sharp-eyed students.

"Oh my God, that was the winner of the last 'Flag Battle Competition'. How could she come to our academy?"

"I have seen her, but I didn't expect her to be more beautiful than watching from a distance!"

"It's rumored that she is the granddaughter of the president of the School Federation Association. I don't know if it's true or not?"

"I want to go over and ask her for an autograph..."

As the discussion was heard, more and more people gathered.

Murong Wen was a very easy-going person. She should have responded to the enthusiasm of these people, but at this time she was more worried about her grandfather's physical condition, so she walked into the academic affairs building without looking back.

"Wenwen, you are here!"

The thin silk coins that had been waiting for a long time saw Murong Wen walk in from outside and hurriedly greet him.

Now he is helpless. He can't think of any other way except to hope that Murong Wen can convince the president.

"Uncle Bo, where is my grandfather now?"

Murong Wen asked with concern.

"I'm still in the principal's office, I'll take you there now!"

Bo Sibi said as he led Murong Wen towards the headmaster's office.

"Uncle Bo, can you tell me in detail what happened?"

Murong Wen asked while walking.

When she came, she only received a letter from Bosi Coin. The content of the letter was just a few hurried explanations, and Murong Wen didn't know the details.

But she knew very well that if nothing could not be solved, Bosi coins would not call her.

"It's hard to describe it!"

Bosibi sighed, and then he would bet with senior Kensuke Qi to compare his disciples, how the president looked for his disciples, and that he suggested coming here to make the president change his mood...

These things were explained in a brief manner by Bosi Coin.

"It's all my fault. If I hadn't suggested that the president come here, so many things wouldn't have happened!"

Bosibi said with some remorse.

"Uncle Bo, this is not your fault!"

The understanding Murong Wen hurriedly enlightened her and asked, "My grandfather has a fancy to a disciple here, but in fact, there is no such student in this academy at all?"

Nodded, Bosi Bibi said: "Don't say that there are no such students in this academy, even the entire Iron Qin Empire and even the surrounding countries will not have such a child that is beyond common sense!"

"Uncle Bo, please tell me in detail what the disciple my grandfather described looks like?"

Murong Wen was very curious. She still couldn't believe that her grandfather had paranoia.

She wanted to confirm what her grandfather’s ideal apprentice looks like, and is it really impossible to exist?

The description of the Thin Silk Coin just now was too general and many details were omitted. Murong Wen wanted to know more about it. In this way, she could know how to persuade her grandfather.

Bo Si Bi nodded and quickly repeated the description of President that day.

After hearing this, Murong Wen's steps were obviously paused, she turned her head, and looked at Thin Silk Coin with a strange look.

"Uncle Bo, how does my grandfather really describe it?"

Murong Wen couldn't believe her ears. A little girl about seven or eight years old could instantly emit level 6 or seven water magic. Her magic moves were all kinds of strange, and she could force the grandfather of the Three-Star Demon Emperor to compete with her seriously...

Why is this so unreliable?

No wonder Uncle Bo thinks that grandpa has an illusion, and this matter sounds impossible alone.

Not to mention the entire Iron Qin Empire, even if we look at the entire Fighting Continent, Murong Wen doesn't think that such a child will appear.

"Uncle Bo, don't worry, I will definitely persuade Grandpa!"

Murong Wen looked serious and had already made plans in her heart.

The two of them quickly arrived in front of the principal's office. Before the door was opened, the voice of the Murong Sect clearly came from the inside.

"No, your eyebrows should be thinner than this one. Your eyes are too dark, so you should be more sensible..."

"What is my grandfather doing?" Murong Wen glanced at Bosi Coin with a strange look.

"The president invited several famous painters early in the morning..."

Murong Wen frowned. She didn't expect that her grandfather would be so obsessed with her fantasy disciples.

I didn't say anything more now, but knocked on the door and walked over.

"Silk coins, don't bother me. I said I don't have the appetite to eat now!"

The Murong Sect, who had no idea that it was Bosi coins to persuade him again, was a little impatient.

"Grandpa!" Murong Wen called out softly.

"Wenwen, why are you here?"

The Murong Sect only found Murong Wen standing at the door at this time, and looked a little surprised.

"I invited the lady here!" Bo Sibi said hurriedly, "President, if you continue like this, you will get sick!"

"Why don't you believe me? I said, I'm definitely not imagining that child was seen with my own eyes!"

The Murong School was a little excited, especially after several painters had painted for so long, but they had no gains at all.

"grandfather……"

Murong Wen was about to say something, but suddenly she was stopped by Murong.

"Wenwen, don't move!"

The Murong Sect walked over with big eyes and swept around Murong Wen.

Murong Wen was a little confused and was about to ask, but she was indeed interrupted by a surprise shout from the Murong School.

"Wenwen, it's really time for you to come!" Murong Pai laughed, then waved to the painters who were frowning, and said, "You use my granddaughter as a reference, and I will describe it to you again!"

This is the Murong School. If we change someone, these painters would probably have left impatiently.

"grandfather……"

Murong Wenwan didn't expect that she would become a reference when she came here!

"The eyebrows are slightly thinner than my granddaughter's, and the eyes..."

The Murong School ignored the granddaughter's eyes and began to describe it eloquently at the painters.

It’s not just because the painter has felt it after painting for too long, but also because of the reference Murong Wen, the painting is full of magic. In a short while, a portrait of a child with a somewhat evil spirit appeared on the paper. It turned out to be the Oriental Xiuzhe who once met the Murong School in the Special Training Hall.

"That's...this...this is like this!"

Seeing that the disciple in his mind was finally drawn perfectly, the Murong Sect was so excited that his voice trembled a little.

Several painters wiped the sweat beads on their foreheads, and finally they were right in their hearts.

At this time, Bosi Bi and Murong Wen both cast curious eyes on the portrait!

"This is exactly the same as the child you described. Do you still think I am fantasizing now?"

The Murong School seemed to have found evidence that could cleanse up his grievances and asked righteously.

Bo Si Bi and Murong Wen looked at each other, and the worried expression on their faces became more and more obvious.

In the eyes of the two, the Murong School's fantasy has worsened.

The drawn portraits have been copied thousands of copies and posted in every obvious corner of the academy.

Several painters who completed the task went back, and the Murong School went to have dinner under the persuasion of his granddaughter Murong Wen. In the principal's room, there was only Thin Silk Coin left, staring at the child on the portrait in a daze.

Just now, he had already ordered the principal to investigate, but the final result was that the teachers in each class did not recognize the child.

"Oh~"

He sighed, and Bosi Coin put down the portrait in his hand, feeling a little heavy inside. He didn't know if he should tell the president the news.

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Shu Wan came out of the library, stretched, and walked towards the dormitory.

While walking slowly, I looked at the scenery on campus.

At this time, several classmates came towards him, and their conversation attracted Shu Wan's attention.

"I really didn't expect that the disciples the president of the School Federation Association were going to accept were so small!"

"Why don't I feel like that kind of dress is from our college?"

"It's so lively now. Many people are looking for it all over the campus with the portrait."

"If you are so easy to find, you'll find it long ago!"

"I would have known some clues."

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To be continued...