Chapter 465 5 Missing

"What!?" Jiang Yi looked at Du Ziyuan in shock, as if he couldn't believe what he just heard.

The emperor at the side also didn't expect that Du Ziyuan's arrival was too sudden. He wanted to try to say something nice to his nephew, but after looking at Du Ziyuan, he finally gave up.

Seeing the emperor's gaze towards him, Jiang Yi knew that the matter was settled, so he didn't say anything more, turned around and walked out the door.

Du Ziyuan didn't care about him anymore: "That's fine, let's continue."

The rest of the people stopped talking. Du Ziyuan looked around them and shrugged in disappointment: "It seems that 10 is a bit too much, why don't you all eliminate them."

"Ah?" The emperor couldn't sit still anymore, he couldn't help but said to Du Ziyuan, "Prince Lan, this...isn't appropriate."

Du Ziyuan said to him: "Oh, don't worry, at least Xiao Ting'er will be selected."

"No... this..." The emperor didn't know what to say. Of course his daughter's selection is a good thing, but this training class is a strategic event for Ao Languo, it is no longer enough for Yun Ting to be selected alone.

But he didn't understand Du Ziyuan's temperament, he only knew that the late emperor had repeatedly asked him not to offend Du Ziyuan, because the other maid was the Dragon Lord of the Tribulation Realm, definitely not something that Aolan Kingdom could resist.

Du Ziyuan ignored the emperor, turned around and said to the boys and girls, "Then it's settled, you can go back."

Everyone's faces were extremely ugly. They thought Du Ziyuan was joking, but when they saw that the emperor didn't raise any objections, their hearts sank.

After finally having a chance to take off, it just disappeared? A little boy with poor psychological endurance burst into tears on the spot, and the older ones beside him were also dejected and ignored him.

Du Ziyuan's gaze swept over their faces one by one, and suddenly found a little girl who was probably slightly older than Yun Ting biting her lips and clenching her fists, as if she was struggling with something. She suddenly stood in front of Du Ziyuan and said to him: "Teacher Shanfeng, you can't eliminate me!"

"Why?"

"My talent for drawing is really good! If you are willing to teach me, there will be an outstanding apprentice who will win glory for you in the future!"

"that's it?"

"I...I...I can draw it for you!" As she spoke, she was about to take a pen and paper from the pocket at her waist to prove it.

But Du Ziyuan stopped her: "Okay, you can go out." After Du Ziyuan finished speaking, he waved his hand, and a force wrapped around the little girl and took her out of the room.

Seeing this scene, the boys and girls finally gave up.

There are two teenagers and girls of similar age in the corner, they are holding hands.

The man said: "It seems hopeless, let's go."

The woman said: "Yes."

The man said: "Don't be sad, even if he doesn't accept it, it doesn't mean we can't become first-class painters."

The woman said: "Yes."

After speaking, the two held hands and prepared to leave, and the others also prepared to leave when they saw this scene, but Du Ziyuan suddenly said, "Wait a minute."

Everyone turned their heads immediately, including the man and woman holding hands.

Du Ziyuan pointed at them and said, "You can go out, the others stay."

The two didn't say anything when they heard the words, they turned around and stepped out the door.

The others were ecstatic, as if they had finally seen a glimmer of light in a time of despair.

Du Ziyuan said to the emperor: "For the remaining people, you can pick 25 and send them to me. I'll go home first."

After speaking, he picked up Yunting and walked out.

Everyone was confused by him: "Prince Lan/Teacher Shanfeng, what does this mean?"

Pei Yue pushed his son: "Hey, do you know what he's up to?"

"Don't push me, I'm just thinking," Pei Mingyang pondered, "He just let those children go out, and didn't say we were eliminated. Could it be that the ones who go out are actually the ones selected?"

"What!!!" Hearing him say that, everyone was shocked.

The emperor murmured: "Did he mean the 10 he taught himself? The 30 are just the ordinary places for the training class, and the ones he selects are the disciples he will really teach with his heart?"

"Your Majesty is right," an elder said regretfully, "Unfortunately, even the little princess did not get the 10 places, only half of them, alas! This means that our country will lose 5 super first-class painters in the future. "

There is no shortage of novelists in Hun Tian Xing, because of Mei Youxiao's silent ascension, there has been an overflow of novelists from all over the world over the years, especially in Eastern China. In this way, the value of novelists will inevitably depreciate, but if they cooperate with an outstanding painter, it will be completely different.

The most intuitive example is the three-one combination. The three-year-old naughty boy and Yiye are currently the most powerful cartoonists in Aolan Country except Shanfeng. They even broke into the last round of the Qifeng Festival and won the gift of heaven Merit. Such an existence, if Du Ziyuan wasn't there, they could be called "National Treasures".

Zhou Budong achieved such an achievement just by imitating Shanfeng, so what if he was a personal disciple carefully taught by Shanfeng?

If there are 5 fewer places in this way, wouldn't it mean that there are 5 Trinity groups missing? Thinking of this, the elders and the emperor felt pain.

Seeing their expressions, Pei Mingyang knew that they were thinking too much: [Is it true that Yiye can be replaced by just anyone who writes a novel? Although the three-year-old naughty boy imitated the mountain wind to start a family, he was not just a pure imitation, he was also very talented, okay? 】

His kind of editor is often someone who knows the author better than the author himself.

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Du Ziyuan carried Yun Ting out of the room. Outside the door, Li Cunfeng and Jiang Yi had been told the truth and were waiting there.

The expressions of the four were different, but Jiang Yi was still confident and proud, as if saying "you really have a vision when you chose me" on his face. The little girl who recommended herself covered her mouth, her eyes were blurred with excitement, and she was almost unable to stand up. The remaining pair of teenagers and girls... emmmm, the two of them are looking at each other.

Pooh! Damn dog food!

Xiao Yunting, who was held in Du Ziyuan's arms, opened her eyes wide, curiously looking at the four brothers and sisters who she thought were eliminated.

Du Ziyuan said to Li Cunfeng: "Is there any problem with you bringing two?"

"It's okay, my lord."

"Then let's go home." Du Ziyuan released the long-clawed sword, and the blade swelled in the wind, instantly becoming the size of a door panel.

With a wave of his hand, Jiang Yi and the self-recommended girl landed on the jaw of the sword, while he hugged Yun Ting and landed on the spine of the sword: "Hold on tight, I don't care if I fall."

After finishing speaking, he flew into the sky with his sword, and disappeared into the sky as a meteor.