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Chapter 17: Good Luck 8 Hexagram Failure Auspicious

All the students in class B138 were in low spirits. They had no mood for talent tests or anything like ABCDE.

Jixiang also went home dejectedly. Old man Ji looked at Jixiang with such a lost expression and thought that the result of the talent test was very bad.

It was rare for him to show concern. "Jixiang, talent level doesn't mean everything. Your grandfather's talent level is very ordinary, but my talent in ancient civilization and handicrafts is unmatched." Old Man Ji recalled, "That's why, although I was admitted to an ordinary low-level star university, I was still selected by my teacher and accepted by the university he taught. I..."

Old man Ji looked at Jixiang, whose eyes were shining with gossip, and suddenly lost the desire to continue talking.

Jixiang: "What's wrong with you? Go on, I'm listening."

Old Man Ji: "I just changed schools."

Jixiang: "Tsk, you are so stingy. There is nothing you can't say."

There is really nothing that cannot be said. Old man Ji asked tentatively, "You still have the mood to stare at me and gossip. It seems that your level talent has little effect on you."

"Not bad, not bad." Jixiang smiled reservedly, as if waiting for praise, "The mental talent level is A-level."

"Not bad, not bad." Old Man Ji was a little surprised, but not too surprised.

When Jixiang was learning some complicated skills from him, he was particularly insightful and learned very quickly. Such talent was obviously due to his high level of mental strength.

Jixiang was not satisfied. "You just give me a good one and that's it?"

"On advanced planets, only A+ level, whose mental power is infinitely close to S level, can be considered true A level." Old man Ji attacked Jixiang mercilessly.

Jixiang was angry, "This is a low-level star, a low-level star!"

"The interstellar college entrance examination does not distinguish between planetary levels. You will eventually have to compete with students from high-level stars." Old Man Ji said coldly, "What is your physical talent level?"

Jixiang, who had very low self-requirements, couldn't help but curl his lips, "Physical talent level is A-level."

Old man Ji raised his eyebrows and confirmed again: "Double A?"

Jixiang was particularly proud, "Yes, double A."

Old Man Ji: "Double A, that's OK. It's easier to advance with balanced talent levels."

Knowing that it is very, very difficult to advance, Ji, who is suffering so much, just wants to lie down. Xiang: No, there is no need to.

Jixiang said shamelessly: "I am doing well now. I can go to an ordinary low-level star university. I can also be picked up on the spot by someone with a discerning eye for talent because of my skills."

Old man Ji glanced at Jixiang and was speechless.

"Since you think you have great talent as a double-A player, why are you so dejected?" Old Man Ji looked at Ji Xiang who had no ambition and said bluntly, "With your attitude, even the best talent will be wasted."

Ji·Shameless·Xiang didn't care about the old man Ji's venomous tongue at all, "Just admit that you are jealous of my talent, so what?"

Old man Ji's face was long, "I have never seen the world."

Jixiang, who really has never seen the world, said: "Look at you, you have seen the world but you still go back to a low-level star. It shows that high-level stars are just like that. I am fine like this."

Old man Ji was silent, and sighed inexplicably, "It's up to you."

Jixiang originally thought that old man Ji would be so angry that he would puff his beard and glare, but looking at the silent old man Jixiang felt that she finally understood the truth at this moment.

This must be an old man with a story, maybe he has some hidden identity.

Jixiang looked around, approached Old Man Ji like a thief, and asked in a low voice: "Old man, tell me quietly, what happened to you on the big planet, I promise not to tell anyone else."

Old man Ji sneered, "What did you call me?"

"Grandpa, it's Grandpa, Grandpa Ji." Jixiang felt guilty for calling out the name hidden in his heart, so he admitted his mistake decisively and said loudly: "I'm sorry, I was wrong."

Old man Ji was indifferent, "Oh."

Jixiang felt even more guilty, "I was just thinking about Qianba..." Jixiang changed his words in time, "Money is not very convenient. We will have to increase morning training starting tomorrow, so the time to make money will definitely be reduced."

"Ah."

"Well, I heard that Teacher Qian is very dedicated." Jixiang was still mad at Class B138 and became depressed.

Old Man Ji looked at the unhappy Ji Xiang and finally became a little happier. He decided to make her even more unhappy. "I know Xiao Qian. I sent you to his class just to help you get better grades."

"Thank you, my dear grandpa." Jixiang, who didn't want to know the truth, cursed in his heart.

"Tsk, after all, she is my non-blood-related granddaughter." Old man Ji knows the secret of a sharp tongue.

"Okay, I'm your non-blood-related grandpa, please be nice to your non-blood-related granddaughter."

The fake plastic relationship between grandfather and grandson was shattered again, and the two parted unhappily.

Jixiang felt even more complicated.

With mixed feelings, Jixiang decided to take a day off today.

As the saying goes, if you try to cut off the water with a sword, the water will only flow faster. Worry about tomorrow when it comes. No matter how big the flood is tomorrow, we must have a party today.

So Jixiang happily opened the StarCraft cartoon, a preschool cartoon, which was really good.