Zhang Jingjing was very happy, "Thank you, teacher!"
Everyone sighed, "Second-rank, that's awesome."
"What second rank? Didn't you hear it say 'approaching'? Just approaching."
"Yes, some people never break through this barrier in their entire lives!"
"So what? They're getting close. You can tell from Teacher Zhou's tone that Zhang Jingjing will make it sooner or later."
"She's only been enrolled for a few months..."
"That's normal. Like Jiang Ziqi, she was ranked first in the entrance exam. Besides, her older sister Zhang Xiaoying is a senior, so it's different when someone mentors you."
"Well, people have to work hard too. Look at that good-for-nothing Jiang Ziqi, he not only didn't improve, he actually regressed."
"That's true, people are always different..."
With only a few minutes left, Jiang Ziqi continued forging, and her work, which was clearly a shield, was bare and not very interesting.
Soon, "One minute countdown—"
Jiang Ziqi stopped when there were ten seconds left.
After enduring three hours, Teacher Zhou finally unleashed her usual classroom scolding mode: "Jiang Ziqi, what are you thinking all day? Huh? Did I teach you to make this kind of thing? How many times have I told you? It's something that can only defend, not attack. Even if you make a weapon, it's a waste!"
Jiang Ziqi remained unfazed by the barrage of questions, seemingly used to it all. Yan Qingnuo, however, changed his expression, clenched his fists, and took a long stride. But before he could take two steps, he heard Jiang Ziqi's voice. The girl's tone was steady and polite as ever, "Teacher Zhou, please check."
Teacher Zhou glanced at it and curled her lip in disdain, "What's there to check? It's not up to standard!"
"Teacher Zhou, you didn't even check it, how do you know my work is substandard?"
Teacher Zhou frowned, clearly impatient. "I have sharp eyes, do you think I can't see it?"
"Your work is utterly useless; it's a real waste of materials!"
Yan Qingnuo resumed her steps, her voice clear and gentle, "Teacher Zhou."
Teacher Zhou's brow twitched, and when he turned around, he saw Yan Qingnuo, who was a head taller than him, standing in front of him. He took a step back before he could see the boy's face in full. "What are you doing?"
"As far as I, a student of the Dan Academy, know, to check the grade of a weapon, one must handle it, right, Teacher Zhou?"
Teacher Zhou glared angrily at Yan Qingnuo. This brat was slapping him in the face. He flicked his sleeve and said, "What difference does it make whether this work is approved or not?"
The tone and word choice were extremely sarcastic.
Yan Qingnuo took a deep breath, remembering that the person in front of her was a teacher, and managed to hold back from punching him.
Jiang Ziqi saw that Yan Qingnuo's ears were red, and thinking of how he looked when he came to her the day before yesterday, she smiled and thought, "So innocent, he doesn't even know how to get angry."
"Does Teacher Zhou intend to void our agreement?"
She spoke, but Teacher Zhou coldly retorted, "What nonsense are you talking about? Trying to deny it?"
Jiang Ziqi shrugged, "Isn't it because you, Teacher Zhou, are unwilling to check?"
"In that case, the procedure is not completed and must be discarded."
Jiang Ziqi had already said all this, and the students below were whispering among themselves.
"Yes, it's so unfair that Teacher Zhou didn't even check Jiang Ziqi's work before drawing a conclusion."
"But Teacher Zhou didn't wrong her. Look at her work, it's utterly worthless!"
"That's not how it works. Even a layman like Senior Yan knows that you have to handle a weapon to check its grade, but Teacher Zhou just glanced at it and that was a bit much."
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