Great Creator

Wen Ling likes smart people, but if people are too smart, they are not good. Too smart people tend to be complacent, but his way tends to be awkward and simple.

Thinking this way, Wen Ling walked to Zhou Xia.

Zhou Xia immediately raised her head and said, "Dean Wen, please at least have one question in the school entrance examination, and give me a chance!"

Wen Ling sighed and said, "Okay, then I will ask you, what is your ultimate goal when you come to me to learn Taoism?"

The people around thought that Zhou Xia would probably say something righteous, but they didn't expect that Zhou Xia said sincerely and sincerely:

"President Wen, I came to the Taoist Academy to become stronger. You are the reincarnation of a god, and you know Taoism, and you can be one enemy with one hundred. You must be the strongest among the human race. I'm here just to Become a strong man like you."

The crowd around the audience were all dumbfounded.

Doesn't this girl know to hide it? Speak so directly?

Wen Ling was completely disappointed with Zhou Xia this time. This girl was really not suitable for the Taoist Academy. He shook his head and said, "If this is the case, Miss Zhou, I can only refuse you to be admitted to the hospital. The learning of Taoist Academy is not to make people stronger. For the sake of learning and the loss of Tao, this is not suitable for you. , Please go back."

Zhou Xia was stunned, and then quickly defended: "Dean Wen, indeed, my purpose is not the same as other people who just want to study knowledge, but my heart is sincere, and I will work very hard..."

But before she could finish her words, Wen Ling interrupted her and said:

"Please go back, and reflect on what kind of path you want to take. In a few years, if you still have the will, it will not be too late."

Wen Ling felt that this stubborn girl would not leave without pulling her face down. What's more, he gave Zhou Xia a bit of frustration, which will make her more mature. In the future, whether Zhou Xia is willing to continue to study with him or not, it will be good for her herself.

And if Zhou Xia has experienced these setbacks, when the time comes, she will still be willing to come to learn Taoism, that is the real indomitable pursuit of Taoism, then he will test her for school, and then officially enter the gate wall.

Hearing Wen Ling's last complete refusal, Zhou Xia's body shook slightly, and then slowly hooked her back.

After a while, Wen Ling heard her sobbing.

There was a glimmer of sympathy in Wen Ling's heart, but he quickly restrained his emotions, turned his back, no longer looked at Zhou Xia, and left in a big stride.

Zhou Xia's crying became louder and louder, and finally she had to lay down on the ground, supporting herself with her hands, crying so that the ground in front of her was almost drenched. Her two old mothers felt distressed and kept persuading her next to her.

Lu Lun and Tao Cui, who were watching from afar, were also a little surprised. Why didn't they wait for them to start, this Wen Ling had simply rejected Zhou Xia?

But it's okay, it can save them time, and now they are waiting for Zhou Xia to make a return trip.

Next to Zhou Xia, several people, including the guards, had come to persuade her. She said thank you several times, then wiped her tears with her sleeves, raised her head, gritted her teeth and stood up.

"Go, let's go back to the inn."

Zhou Xia's voice was still choked, but she did not continue to cry.

When Wen Ling returned to the study, Huang Si had already sat on the table, leaning on his mathematical data behind his back. In fact, the thickness of this pile of materials changes frequently. From time to time, Huang Si has more materials in his hands. After looking at them, he puts them on the pile of materials. Now, the height of the materials has increased again, and the piles are almost on the roof. .

Seeing Wen Ling entering the study, Huang Si asked him: "You rejected the Zhou Xia outside?"

Wen Ling nodded: "I don't think she is suitable for entering my Taoist Academy now, so I let her go back to China."

Huang Si looked at the mathematical data in his hand. Various formulas were constantly superimposed on that page. From time to time, he automatically turned to the next page, accumulating more formulas. Wen Ling also poked his head curiously. , Looking at this magical information.

"Don't you think that girl looks like when you were a kid?" Huang Si said, looking at the math problems.

"Well, it is indeed very similar, but because of the similarity, I know that I can't let her go wrong. We must let her get rid of her arrogant habits and calm her heart before she can start learning the Tao. I directly gave her one. Frustration, let's see if she will change like me." Wen Ling sighed, and he recalled the time when he was taught by Huang Si in the past.

At that time, he was also complacent because of his talent, and was obsessed with showing off and arguing. It was not until the arrival of Xi Yuan that he understood what it means to have a heaven and a man.

Huang Si moved his gaze away from the mathematical data, and looked at Wen Ling thoughtfully: "But, Zhu Yao, I don't think of this girl the same as you. You may be too blind and partial."

Wen Ling was stunned for a while, he thought for a while, but still didn't know where he made a mistake in his judgment. He really rejected her for Zhou Xia's sake.

He thought for a long time, but couldn't think of what was wrong, this girl was really not suitable for entering the Taoist Academy. So Wen Ling said, "Please show me the gods."

Huang Si said indifferently: "This is just my personal opinion. It's not the same as you. Wait and see her results."

...

On Zhou Xia's side, it was not so calm.

She took the people around her back to the inn, but she didn't expect to see a person she hated at the entrance of the inn.

"Xiaxia, what a coincidence, are you also in Jingguo?, I happen to be here to work, I just finished the work today and I am going back, I don't know you..." Lu Lun stood at the door, posing a self-confidently attractive People's posture, dedicated to Zhou Xia.

Before he finished speaking, Zhou Xia left a sentence: "I'm not free." So he went into the inn.

Looking at Zhou Xia's back ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ Lu Lun hated it in her heart.

How come this little lady is not funny yet? She was already so miserable, she didn't rush to find a man to rely on, wouldn't even his status as the queen's nephew attract her?

It seems that he needs to move his hands and feet on the way back home.

On the fourth day, Zhou Xia packed up and prepared to return to China. She looked sad, with endless sadness between her brows, but her men were still neat and tidy. The old mother softly persuaded her beside her, and she said in a coping style from time to time.

When she took the people around her out of the inn, she saw the annoying person again.

Lu Lun also took his guard and stood at the entrance of the inn, with two large carriages parked beside him. When Zhou Xia was coming, Lu Lun suddenly showed a greasy smile and said: "What a coincidence, Xiao Xia, I'm just about to go back to China, you Is this also going back? Should we..."

Zhou Xia said with a cold face: "I won't go with you."

After all, Zhou Xia led people around him and walked out of the courtyard of the inn.