After hearing this, Yu Wushuang looked at herself, touched her face and became even more confused. She trotted up to Gu Le and asked, "Master, have I disturbed you?"
Gu Le nodded politely: "Never."
"Grandma, look, this teacher even said he didn't."
"It's embarrassing." Mrs. Song scolded her.
"Who is Master Song?" Gu Le asked.
"I've made you laugh, this is my third daughter, Wushuang." Song Qian said, waving towards Wushuang: "Wushuang, come here, come and say hello to the masters.
Wushuang looked at it, smiled, narrowed his eyes and asked, "Master, do you think I have the qualifications to enter your academy?"
Before Gu Le could say anything, he was overtaken by another teacher sitting next to him.
"The first college recruits must have top-notch academic qualifications. I think this girl has no cultivation at all, so she cannot enter this college."
Gu Le turned around and scolded: "Junior brother."
"Senior brother, our college is the largest college in Dongyue. How can anyone be able to enter?"
"Can't you?"
Yu Wushuang saw disgust and contempt in this teacher's eyes.
"Of course not. With girl's qualifications, let alone our college, even the worst college in Dongyue Kingdom will not accept someone like girl." Bo Hua's voice was full of derogation.
Yu Wushuang was slightly puzzled: "Why?"
"Girls are born unable to cultivate, and will never be able to enter the realm of cultivation in their lifetime. What use does the academy want from you..."
Song Qian's face was gloomy: "Sir, I know what my daughter is like, so I won't bother you to teach her."
Just now I thought these teachers were good, but now I feel they are not worthy of being teachers.
Aunt Song and Song Yiran covered their mouths and suppressed their smiles. She was born a waste. If she left the Song family, she would be nothing. They wanted to see how long Song Qian could protect her.
Wei Yuan had a handsome face. He knew early on that she didn't like to practice, but now he knew that she couldn't practice at all.
This was the first time he heard of someone who was born unable to practice.
Yu Wushuang was stunned by his words. Only then did she realize that she was such a waste...
"There is no need to be unhappy, Master Song. After all, good advice is hard on the ears."
"Bohua."
Gu Le scolded again.
"Senior brother, am I right? She has no fear at all."
Gu Le's voice deepened: "Bo Hua, shut up."
Bo Hua snorted and said no more.
"Girl, I will make amends to the girl on behalf of my junior brother." Gu Le said as he took out a porcelain bottle from his pocket and brought it to Yu Wushuang: "This is the elixir I refined and gave to the girl. Please don't take me as a gift."
Take my junior brother’s words to heart, the world is huge and everything is possible, so please don’t lose heart.”
Yu Wushuang took it, opened it and smelled it. Although the smell was not very good, it was not as pungent as the one on the street before.
"Brother, it took you several years of practice to master the elixir." Bo Hua was shocked.
Gu Le turned around and gave a slight warning: "What the dean told me when my junior brother came, I have forgotten in just a few days."
Bo Hua stopped talking and stared at the elixir with anger in his heart.
"I've been bothering you for a long time, so I'll take my leave today." Gu Le stood up and bowed.
Song Qian was already very angry. When he heard that they were leaving, he blurted out: "Leave quickly... Well, why don't the teachers stay here."
I realized something was wrong halfway through saying it. It was so rude. Please be polite, be polite...