God-Level Brat System - Chapter 1942

[Chapter 1942 Believer Cheng Weijia]

thousand souls all-through!

Most students may not know this concept, but how can the college’s top leaders not know it?

Then.

Then I saw that the college’s top leaders, from the dean Han Yao to the ordinary tutors, slapped their heads and beat their chests, calling themselves stupid.

“I am so stupid, Ye Meng has ten thousand souls all-through, the whole college has known it for a long time, but I just didn’t associate it with this!”

“Ten thousand souls all-through, in front of such a perverted talent, this Yuanhun assessment is nothing!”

“I should have thought of it earlier, I should have thought of it earlier, Ye Meng is my student, I didn’t think of this, I’m really dumber than a pig!”

“I didn’t expect that I, Han Yao, would make such a low-level mistake after a lifetime of fame, it’s really a disgrace!”

Han Yao had previously expressed his concern for Ye Meng in front of the top leaders.

But now, when the ten thousand souls all-through came out, his face suddenly felt like it was slapped countless times, burning with pain.

As the dean, Han Yao has always been known for his sharp vision and keen judgment.

Basically, he would be right in nine out of ten things he judged.

This is also the reason why the senior executives of Canglan Academy believed in him.

However, now, he was so wise that Ye Meng had the ability to communicate with all souls, but he forgot about it. How could he not feel ashamed?

Fortunately, the other senior executives of the academy were also ashamed at the moment and had no time to laugh at Han Yao.

The poker-faced tutor Cheng Weijia first looked at Ye Meng in amazement.

Then, he knelt down with a plop and worshiped Ye Meng.

“This is a god, absolutely a god. Only a god can have such a heaven-defying talent!”

“How can my Cheng Weijia be so virtuous that I can witness the rise of a god with my own eyes? God is so lucky. My Cheng family’s ancestral graves are smoking!”

Cheng Weijia was very excited, and his heart was surging.

He felt that this trip to Canglan Academy was the right one.

Otherwise, how could he know the god-like Ye Meng?

“It seems that there is an arrangement in the dark. God wants me to establish Ye Meng’s religion as soon as possible!”

The more Cheng Weijia thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case. So the look he gave Ye Meng became extremely fanatical, as if he was on a pilgrimage.

Ye Meng walked down the ladder with an arrogant step.

“You, go and bring a chair to this baby!”

Ye Meng pointed at a student and said in a baby voice.

The student was obviously not a smart person. He scratched his head woodenly, thinking in his heart, would this violate the rules of the academy?

But his dullness did not mean that others were the same.

Suddenly, more than a dozen students rushed out.

“Meng Shao, I’ll get it for you!”

“Chair? I’ll get it right away!”

“Meng Shao, wait a moment, I’ll be there right away!”

“Fight with me, I’m the one who moves the chair for Meng Shao, all of you get out of here!”

But someone was faster than them.

As soon as those students stood out, a figure rushed out, running faster than a rabbit!

After a few breaths, this person ran back with a fanatical look on his face, holding an ancient sandalwood chair in his hand.

“Follower Cheng Weijia, respectfully invites the God of Yuanhuang to take the seat!”

This person turned out to be the poker-faced tutor, the invigilator sent by the Education Association.

Han Yao and other college executives were all stunned when they saw

this! What the hell is going on?

Is the tutor of the Education Association starting to lick Ye Meng’s ass?

(End of this chapter)