"I would also like to express my gratitude to classmate Jiang."
You must know that Chang Shifang originally thought that Jiang Nai went out to practice for a year and a half, but he never expected that it would be six or seven years before he came back.
Her words of gratitude had been buried in her heart for a long enough time.
Jiang Nai looked at classmate Chang Shifang, trying to remember, and then he remembered that there seemed to be such a thing.
Before I left, it seemed that it was the New Year's Day.
She also asked her friends for many red envelopes, and then gave each of them a small gift in return.
It seemed that he also gave a few words of encouragement to a few of his classmates who had suffered bloody disasters, and Chang Shifang was one of them.
Jiang Xiaonai was very happy and smiled at her, "Classmate Chang Shifang, since you are so sincere in inviting me to dinner, I naturally can't refuse."
Xiaopang protested repeatedly, "Xiao Nai, then you won't eat with us?"
He also thought that after not seeing each other for so many years, he must take Jiang Xiaonai to have a very sumptuous meal. He never thought that Xiaonai was so popular that someone would get there first as soon as he came back.
Jiang Nai glanced at him and said with a smile, "Little Fatty, why are you so anxious? I'm back, and we can eat together every day from now on."
Xiaopang thought about it, and immediately felt much better, and smiled innocently at her.
"Xiao Nai, I don't know why, but every time I face you, I can eat three more bowls of rice!"
Wen Ye could hardly stand listening any longer. He put his hand on his forehead and stepped forward to interject, "Jiang Nai just came back. She has to go to the Academic Affairs Office to get her textbooks, paper and pen again."
Xiaopang came back to his senses and nodded quickly, "Oh, okay! I'll just go and get it for Xiao Nai."
Xi Zhuo turned over the book in his hand and said sarcastically: "Okay, now, Class Gui's total credits were originally ranked at the bottom of the entire college. Now with this person with thirty credits, they are really at the bottom.
At the bottom again.”
Fatty Pang turned around and glared at her, "How dare you say that if you don't make progress, you blame others for their low grades?"
"Who doesn't know the purpose of your coming here? You are not here to study hard at all!"
"Aren't you just here for the Xuanjian Peak Competition that takes place every seven years?"
Xi Zhuo glared angrily.
Pang Xiaopang just pretended that he didn't see her cannibalistic look and continued to talk, "It is well known that Xuanjian Peak comes to Shangjing Academy every year to select a few apprentices."
But that was just an apprenticeship. For people from good families like them, they would naturally not fancy such an inferior position.
They, Xi Zhuo, Wen Ye and Ning Feng, are all silently waiting for an opportunity.
When the time comes, if you can become an inner disciple of Xuanjian Peak, you will naturally be able to reach a higher level.
"Apprentices from Hanging Sword Peak are low-class people who can't even compare to the outer disciples."
"Even if you enter as an apprentice, you will only be assigned to a nook and cranny place in Xuanjian Peak to do menial and dirty work. Just like you from the Xi family in Fengling, you pride yourself on your noble status.
Naturally, it’s impossible for you to become an apprentice at Hanging Sword Peak. Why don’t you just wait for seven years to compete in one move and become famous?”
"Shut up!" Xi Zhuo shouted angrily, slammed the table and stood up.
"Xizhuo!" Yu Wenyou quickly stretched out his hand to grab her, stopping her impulsive move of rushing towards Fatty Pang to fight.