Overlord, Love Me Tender Chapter 794: Help you transfer to the lower class class

lnmao.org, the fastest update of the Seventh Miss Scrap: Master Emperor, tap the latest chapter!

Seeing that Ye Qingluo was silent for a long time, the ancestors continued: "Old Qi, I heard that you were assigned to the class of the devil in Shangxuan Academy, that class called waste?"

Ye Qing Luo dangled the bamboo chopsticks with her fingertips, and glanced at the old ancestor with a smile, "Yes."

"On the day you go to the academy, grandma will go with you and let the dean send you to the Low Profound Class." The old ancestor smiled gently, "How can you say that you are also the daughter of my night family, and your strength is also good." It’s not bad, how can you stay in the same class with the trash."

As for Ye Qing's fall in the academy, in order to preserve her position, Ye Qingqian naturally wouldn't disclose a word to Ye's people.

Ye Fengyu also feels that Ye Family is too kind to her sister, and her heart is not equal to her sister. How can she talk to these elders for a while.

In the eyes of Ye’s family, Ye Qingluo was classified as a waste because of his poor performance.

"The ancestors are right." Ye Tiankuang leaned in the direction of Ye Qingluo, with a fatherly expression, "You are my Ye Tiankuang's daughter anyway, even if your qualifications are poor, Xuanjie No matter how low the ability is, the low-level Xuan class can also enter!"

As if he had forgotten.

How Ye Qingluo was admitted to Shangxuan Academy.

I also forgot that he himself had suffered a loss in the hands of Ye Qing Luo.

"Luo'er, Yu'er is in the second class of Dixuan." Ye Tian Kuang seemed to have found the reason to belittle Ye Qingluo, and his mood became a little more relaxed, and the smile between his eyebrows was also stained with a bit of sincerity.

"Don't worry, although you are not as good as Yu'er, your father and ancestors will do their best to make you and Yu'er in the same class!"

Look, it sounds like charity?

It seems that Ye Qingluo was able to enter the Xuan Academy, and it was also affected by his madness.

The bamboo chopsticks in Ye Qing's hand, along with the swaying, broke away from the fingers, and landed on the table.

It happened that the bamboo chopsticks fell into the soup, splashing drops of the soup, and splashed on Ye Tian Kuang's face on his side.

The hot soup, just a few drops, doesn't hurt.

But that kind of greasy feeling rolled down on the face drop by drop, and the nasal cavity was filled with the smell of greasy soup.

Ye Tian Kuang's face turned black as charcoal.

I was about to shoot the case, angering Ye Qingluo for not knowing what is good or bad, but he heard the door, and there was a gentle laughter: "My father, this is a bad remark, this is a bad remark..."

Immediately, I saw a gentle and elegant man wearing a bamboo-colored gown, with a gentle appearance like jade, walking slowly.

He walked at random, walked to the dining table, pulled a chair away, and sat down next to Ye Qingluo.

"Ru'er, when did you come back?"

Seeing the man, Ye Tian Kuang's face immediately showed joy.

Even the ancestors, who have always been sullen and silent, have a heartfelt joy in their eyes.

This man is not someone else, but the second young master of the Ye Family, the Ye Fengru who is known as the housekeeper of the Ye Family.

"I just came back." Ye Fengru poured a cup of tea, took a sip, smiled unabatedly, "Unexpectedly, when he came back, he saw his father joking about the seventh sister."

Speaking of Ye Qingluo, the joy on Ye Tian's mad face condensed.

He raised his sleeve and wiped it on his face, erasing the greasy touch: "A joke?"

Ye Fengru stunned slightly, and immediately glanced at Ye Qingluo meaningfully: "Seven Sister didn't tell her father and ancestors about her deeds?"

Ye Qingluo raised his eyebrows slightly to meet his gentle eyes.

The bottom of my eyes is covered with a light and deep thought.

Ye Fengru, this is the second time she and this second brother have met.