"Wait a minute, what is the acceptance rate?" Wuyou asked with a raised eyebrow.
"The admission rate is the ratio of the number of admitted students to the total number of participants. What do you think, madam, of the outcome of their discussion?" Ming Jiuye noticed Wuyou's unhappy expression and patiently explained to her.
At this time, Wuyou also noticed that Lan Jiu and the others almost all had black faces, and couldn't help but be confused: "Who participated in the discussion?"
"Nighthawk, I, Lao E, and several professors from the Immortal City have to consider the number of students admitted. Do my younger siblings have different opinions?" Gu Bei responded.
"It's not fair! It's like this, I feel sorry for all the students!" Wuyou jumped up and slapped the case.
"The test papers are the same, and the score lines must be the same. As for the admission rate you mentioned, it is nonsense! The places in good universities are reserved for those who are well prepared. Those who do not do well will have to try again next year, or go to an ordinary university in the north. Whether it's a mule or a horse, a dragon or an insect, we can all compare them. We can't wrong the students of the Northern Kingdom just because of the location of the Immortal City. That's unfair!"
"Yes! It's unfair! Why! Even though I didn't go to a regular university, in the organization, there are assessments one after another. Whoever has a strong head can stand up and welcome the right to continue living. Whoever has soft claws, You should be beaten!" Lan Jiu couldn't help cursing at this moment. He felt that such an arrangement was too bullying.
"Yes! You must behave properly when you are being beaten. Any differential treatment is clearly discrimination!" Zhi Si was also full of complaints at this time.
Bu Yu, who has always been taciturn, chose a compromise method: "Why don't we ask the students in the Immortal City if they dare to compete?"
When Wuyou heard this, he immediately became angry, "No need to ask, I'm afraid you're just a coward! The Immortal City and the North Country don't need this kind of rubbish construction!"
"When is the exam scheduled?" At this time, Ming Jiuye, who had been sitting aside, asked.
"Tomorrow, time is too short, and we have been unable to discuss it." It was also the first time for them to deal with this kind of thing, and their minds were strong but their strength was insufficient.
"Compared to the fact that there are fewer people in the Immortal City, everyone must be aware of the difficult conditions in the North. If you don't know, go and see for yourself. It's windy and snowy all year round, and supplies are scarce. Even so, some supplies were sent to the citizens of the Immortal City a few days ago. Snow Lamb, it’s not their fault that they live in the North Country. If they feel that they don’t deserve to enter a university town even though they have worked so hard, it is the fault of those in power.”
Ming Jiuye paused and then said: "There is no admission rate, unified score line, same starting point, winning or losing depends on themselves."
"But Zuo, the planting area of the Immortal City is small. Although the conditions in the North are difficult, the livestock industry is still quite impressive. In comparison, I still agree with the proposal that Gu Bei and I made." Nighthawk spoke to stop it at this moment. road. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
"You should look for your own problems within yourself. The land area of the Immortal City is small, so the stadium to the east will be pushed away. You cannot wrong the students of the North just because of the Immortal City's own problems. I won't allow it!"
Seeing Wuyou's persistence, Gu Bei and the others stopped saying anything. After all, she was the lord of the Immortal City.
"Then it's settled. Tomorrow is a big day for the students. Let's go back and have a rest." Ming Jiuye stood up and finished speaking. Just as he was about to take his wife away, Gu Bei stopped him again.
"By the way, Zuo, how will I deliver the test papers to the Immortal City tomorrow?" To prevent missing questions, the test papers must be delivered on the same day.
"Where are you now?"
"In the university town, the Dragon Yin Guards will personally guard it."
"That's not easy. Let Bao Ri Bao Yue be sent to various universities in the North tomorrow. After the exam is completed, they will send it back for approval." Wuyou took the opportunity to respond.
"But... won't it be too conspicuous?" Are you sure the pair of skeletons covering the sky won't scare the students?
"No, if they don't want to be seen, no one can know their whereabouts." The speed of the Flying Leopard is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
After listening to Wuyou's words, Gu Bei slowly breathed out, "That's good, that's good."
"By the way, how are the children?" Wuyou suddenly asked.
Gu Bei was stunned for a moment, then smiled like a flower: "The children are very good and eat a lot."
"Well, that's good. Let's go, and Brother Gu should go to bed early."
"Okay, okay, you all, slow down."
After leaving Gu Zhai, Ming Jiuye waved to Lan Jiu and the others to disperse. Only Mengtian and Mengduo were left, each holding a deer. (The next page is more exciting!)
Still following.
Wuyou looked at the two of them and said, "It's getting late, you should go back too!"
Before the two of them could react, a cloud of black water suddenly flew from the woods, and instantly took them away from the sky above the Immortal City.
"Husband, give me a hug."
As soon as Crow Nu left, Wuyou started acting like a fool. He hung his hands on Ming Jiuye's shoulders and refused to leave on his own.
"Come, my husband, I will give you a hug, but you didn't behave very well today and got angry again." After picking up Wuyou, Ming Jiuye criticized him.
She cannot control her emotions, which is a big taboo for her future practice of the Nine Demon Art. She can easily be swallowed up by the demonic energy. That is her weakness, her kind thoughts.
"It's so annoying, don't blame me..." Wuyou said, yawned, lay on Ming Jiuye's back, and fell asleep peacefully after a while.
"You girl, my husband hasn't finished speaking yet." He said this, but he teleported to the wooden house calmly.
"The queen is back."
Seeing Ming Jiuye, Meng Liang hurriedly walked down the steps. When he saw Wuyou who was already sleeping soundly, he said softly: "The medicinal soup is ready."
"Well, that's good." Wuyou said that his feet hurt, and he remembered it till now.
As soon as he entered the inner room, Ming Jiuye gently put Wuyou into the barrel and even took off his clothes. ..
The medicinal gas rising from the barrel occupied the entire room, and the rich medicinal soup did not wake Wuyou up.
After bathing for about a cup of tea, Ming Jiuye peeled off the restraints on Wuyou's body layer by layer.
Meng Liang waited quietly while holding a change of clothes. When he saw the transparent window behind his wife, he almost burst into tears. She wished she could bear this sin for her.
After soaking for another half an hour, Ming Jiuye picked up Wuyou. The moment he picked him up, the moisture on Wuyou's body dissipated in an instant, and he was suddenly dry and refreshed. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
When Wuyou was placed on the bed, "Emperor, look at my queen's feet!" Meng Liang couldn't help shouting.
Ming Jiuye hurriedly knelt down in front of the bed, raised the soles of Wuyou's feet and saw that the beauty's bones were already half a palm long.
No wonder her feet hurt...
"Meng Liang, you go back to Fengdu now and invite Lord Yan of the Ten Palaces to the Palace of Eternal Life."
"Meng Liang accepts the order." After saying that, he turned into a red talisman and disappeared into the wooden house.
"It's my husband who is bad. It's only when you cry out for pain that I notice every time. It's my husband who... hurts you." If he dared to truly face his other self, things would not be delayed again and again. .
