Chapter 1043 1043 Cold Sense of Joy

"It's a buddy game anyway, so why don't you comfort me?" Tang Bufan looked at Fen Qianji pitifully, looking forward to it.

"Okay, then let me comfort you a few words. They are indeed better than you, but you are not completely without a chance. The big deal is to give them this chance, and there is another time, not the next time, and the next time. , next time it won't work, and next time." Fen Qianji patted Tang Bufan's shoulder and said earnestly.

"Big brother, Longyan College has an age limit for enrollment. If you miss this time, there will be no next time. There will be no next time." Tang Bufan wiped his forehead. Is this consolation? Why does it sound more like a blow?

"Is there no next time? Well, actually, even if you don't join Longyan College, you can still join other colleges." Fen Qianji thought for a while and said.

"I've tried several other colleges for a long time, and they were all rejected. If I go to another college, the result will be the same." Tang Bufan said in distress.

He knew his own situation and never expected to be selected by Longyan College before, so he went to participate in the general election of the other three colleges early. If you lose the election this time, there is really no chance at all.

"In that case, you can go to colleges in other countries to try." Fen Qianji thought about it seriously and said.

"Big brother, although other colleges also accept our An Yunguo disciples, the selection requirements are higher. I can't even get into my own college. Do you think others will want me?" Tang Bufan said depressedly.

"Then, just don't enter any academy, travel the world, and cultivate on your own." Fen Qianji thought more seriously.

"As far as my aptitude is concerned, unless there is a great adventure, what is the future of self-cultivation? It's better to stay in the capital to marry a wife and have children." Tang Bufan's expression was extremely lost. How can he be comforted and comforted by him, and his mood is even worse?

After hearing Tang Bufan's words, Mu Hanyan felt deep sympathy. It is true that Tang Bufan in his previous life chose the path of self-cultivation under repeated blows. He was lucky to meet him, but he had no future. The highest achievement in his life was no more than a swordsman.

"It's a good idea. I think Cuihua next door seems to be very kind to you, and her butt is capable of having children. You marry and have a son, and letting him join Longyan College in the future can be regarded as fulfilling your wish." Liang, patted his head and said.

"Uh..." Tang Bufan looked at Fen Qianji blankly, and suddenly wanted to cry.

"What's wrong?" Fen Qianji looked at Tang Bufan strangely.

"No, nothing, don't say anything, don't comfort me, I want to be quiet." Tang Bufan waved his hand and said dejectedly.

"Who is Jingjing? I said why you don't care about Cuihua, what you thought was Jingjing." Fen Qianji Zuo suddenly realized.

"..." Tang Bufan looked dementia-like and was speechless for a long time.

"Pfft!" Mu Hanyan almost burst out laughing.

Is the Fen Qianji in front of him really that unsmiling and cold-hearted Fen Qianji? I actually learned to comfort people, although this comfort sounds more like a blow, and it is full of cold joy.

Sure enough, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black. They skipped one step earlier and knew Tang Bufan, and there was such a change.

"Young Master Mu, it's you!" Hearing the laughter, Tang Bufan noticed Mu Hanyan in the crowd and shouted in surprise.

He wasn't angry at all. Hearing Fen Qianji's comfort that could beat people to the death, he would also want to laugh if the comforting person wasn't himself.

"The injury is almost healed." Although Tang Bufan didn't take Fen Qianji's blow to heart, Mu Hanyan still couldn't bear to sprinkle salt on the wound and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Young Master Mu, for your concern, everything is done." Tang Bufan nodded and asked curiously, "By the way, why are you here?"

When he asked this question, his eyes subconsciously looked towards a pergola at the back of the square. It was a spectator seat specially arranged for the big families of An Yun Kingdom, not only the capital families, but also the parties in the major county towns. waiting.

Although it's just a general election, it's not a competition or something, but after all, the status of these aristocratic families is different, so they can't be crowded with ordinary people. The hierarchy of the Holy Court Continent is also evident from this.

As Mu Hanyan, of course, he could go to the auditorium instead of crowding into the crowd to watch the excitement.

"Saint Court Academy's admissions are based on aptitude and strength, not life experience status, which is not the same. In my life, I hated the most arrogant and domineering children of aristocratic families who pretended to be everywhere, so I was not interested in being with them. "Mu Hanyan said lightly.

"Young Master Mu is truly admirable for having such an open mind." Seeing Mu Hanyan's calm and clear appearance, Tang Bufan was in awe.

On the side, Huayue and the others were all sweating wildly.

The sun was a bit hot today. With Miss Mu's daughter-in-law body and her lazy and playful personality, she had no interest in huddling in the crowd to bask in the sun. In fact, she went to the auditorium early in the morning.

However, there were many second-generation ancestors of the eight great families sitting next to them, many of whom had a relationship with Mu Hanyan, and when they saw her, they were like a formidable enemy, not looking sideways with their hands behind their backs. This is the famous porcelain doll Jade Baby in the capital. If it were accidentally shattered beside him, it would be impossible to tell with a hundred mouths.

Mu Hanyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry when she saw that posture, and felt that it was boring. Otherwise, just move a little bit, just drink a cup of tea, and all those eyes are watching, it's really terrifying.

For example, just now, she just felt a little itchy on her face and wanted to scratch it. Who knew that when she just raised her hand, the people closest to her jumped up like Bai stepped on her tail, and then they put their hands behind her back, like Lin Lin. The enemy looked at Mu Hanyan with concern. The hand that caused Mu Hanyan to scratch his face stopped in midair, neither scratching nor not scratching. Persecution paranoia is a disease that must be cured. But she's not a doctor, so she can't be cured.

Hua Yue and the others looked at each other in dismay. Although they knew that their adults were shameless, they would constantly refresh their cognition and let them know a truth. There is no most shameful thing, only more shameless. Still so righteous and shameless, this quality of heart can be called the best in the world!

"I've won the award, I've won the award." Although Miss Mu was thick-skinned, she was a little embarrassed to be praised by Tang Bufan, and said politely.

When Hua Yue and the others heard this, they felt goosebumps all over their bodies under the scorching sun.