"Yes, just like Jiang Ziqi herself said, the procedures have to be completed, right? Otherwise, she could deny fulfilling the agreement."
"Exactly, exactly! Teacher Zhou is doing this on purpose..."
The overbearing Mr. Zhou heard everything the students said clearly. His face darkened. These stupid students, what do they know! All they do is blabber on and on!
But now most people favor Jiang Ziqi, so he had no choice but to pick up Jiang Ziqi's work. The moment he touched it, his expression changed slightly. How could this be...?
There's an energy fluctuation!
These are the basic conditions for the formation of graded weapons!
After examining it carefully, he almost dropped the shield in his hand, his mind filled with how this was possible... how could it be... how did it work?
And it's also...
Jiang Ziqi then asked, "Teacher, how was my work?"
She had a pair of incredibly bright and expressive eyes, as if they could speak. She stared intently at Teacher Zhou, who blushed instantly, unable to discern her emotions—anger, embarrassment, and resentment all mixed together…
In short, he hates Jiang Ziqi even more now!
What happened back then?
When Jiang Ziqi first came to his class, he was envied and admired by his fellow teachers. He was also pleased to have taken on such a student with a good foundation. But then what happened? He was ridiculed. Jiang Ziqi made him a laughingstock for having such a good student. Now he was finally going to get rid of this humiliation, but what happened?
Was she deliberately slapping him in the face?!
Yan Qingnuo blocked Jiang Ziqi's way, "Teacher Zhou, let's announce the results."
He already knew from Teacher Zhou's reaction that A Ye's work was a success.
Teacher Zhou opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time.
But everyone was waiting for him, and his words sounded like they were coming out of his throat, utterly dejected.
"Jiang Ziqi's work... a second-rank weapon."
Whoosh—
What?
Second rank?!
Are you kidding me? Those are almost all first-grade forging materials!
How could it be possible to forge a second-grade weapon?
Zhang Jingjing's eyes widened in disbelief. How could this be?
After a moment of shock, Zheng Wenwen was both happy and conflicted, her little face displaying a strange and varied expression.
Sun Yan almost gritted her teeth to pieces. "Impossible! Jiang Ziqi forged a second-grade weapon? That's a joke! Teacher Zhou must have made a mistake!"
Chen Yiwen raised her eyebrows. Not bad. It seems that Jiang Ziqi has been hiding her talents all along. She doesn't believe in luck or anything like that. What kind of divine luck can make someone forge a second-grade weapon?
One must be strong to forge iron.
She understands this principle.
It took Ms. Zhou a full minute to compose herself, and she put on a smile. "Jiang Ziqi, I'm very satisfied with your progress. In that case, there's no need for you to drop out..."
Jiang Ziqi pushed Yan Qingnuo aside, revealing her face, and said, "Teacher, I want to drop out of school."
Teacher Zhou's smile froze on her face.
Jiang Ziqi waved the thing in her hand, "I've already written my withdrawal application."
She waved goodbye, "Goodbye, teacher."
As for her classmates, oh, she had no classmates, so there was no need to say goodbye to them.
Teacher Zhou: ?
Students: ? ? ?
I can't figure out what she's up to.
Only Yan Qingnuo reminded her, "Watch out for the steps."
Jiang Ziqi glanced at him and scoffed. "She's a grown woman, how could she possibly fall down while walking?"
"Ziqi".
Oops, my foot suddenly slipped.
Fortunately, Yan Qingnuo pulled her back.
Jiang Ziqi looked over happily, and sure enough, she ran over joyfully, "Ansu!"
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