Chapter 109： You old man, your eyes are really harsh

In the classroom of Class 3, Ye Han's thoughts retreated from the Wen Palace!

Then, he found out that the classmates around him were all looking at him with strange eyes.

After a slight daze, Ye Han sensed the literary qi that went straight into the sky above his head.

"This is Wenqi? Has it reached the level of Wenqi?"

Since the opening of Wen Palace, Ye Han has naturally more knowledge about Wen Dao in his memory.

This literary spirit is naturally included in it.

There are many different levels of literary qi. Although its Chinese qi is only the second-to-last grade, it seems that it has never appeared in the history of Jinlin City.

In other words, Ye Han's literary spirit has set a historical record for Jinlin City.

"Come!"

Knowing that it was the cause of the literary qi, the students were shocked. Ye Han naturally wouldn't continue to swagger. He closed silently and slowly absorbed the literary qi into his body.

At this time, the door of the classroom was knocked open.

The director Jin, who wears gold-rimmed glasses, just saw the moment when the literary energy entered Ye Han's body.

He was suddenly startled and fell into a shit.

Although he fell into embarrassment, Mr. Jin couldn't take care of it anymore, and a huge wave had already appeared in his heart.

"My goodness, this style of writing is actually Ye Han's!"

Ye Han is a martial artist, he already knew, but who would think that after only a few days, Ye Han actually started to practice literary art again, and he released his literary spirit!

At this time, the heart of this school manager was undoubtedly collapsed. If he had known Ye Han's potential is so great, he would have already learned to Guan Bao and fudged Ye Han!

"It's too late now. If I go to curry favor with Ye Han, the effect will undoubtedly be greatly reduced. Hey, why am I so blind-eyed? If this is to let Guan Bao know, my tail will be up to the sky?"

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In Mr. Jin's mind, the more he thought about it, the more bitter he became, and he couldn't wait to hit him to death.

Just when he was frantically annoyed, Guan Bao's yelling voice came in.

"Big... big, thigh, wait for me!"

Before the voice fell, the greasy tube buds on his forehead rushed in staggeringly.

In the next moment, he saw the director Jin who had yet to get up, and he immediately stopped.

"Jin Siyan, why are you here? Ah... I see, you shameless guy, you must have come to hold your thighs?"

Guan Bao, who missed his thigh in his heart, could not care about the other classmates in the classroom at this time.

"Old man, if you win, you still have a more old-fashioned vision. From now on, you have the final say!"

After hearing what Guan Bao said, Mr. Jin didn't feel any anger, instead he looked sad and sighed quietly.

"Do you think you say these are useful? It's blocking me... Wait, what are you talking about?"

Hearing Mr. Jin's words, Guan Bao sneered subconsciously. After a few seconds, he later realized his reaction.

"You won, this energetic student is Ye Han, ha ha ha, sometimes I really have to admire your vision!"

At this time, Manager Jin also shook his head and got up.

"What? Ye Han?"

Guan Bao was stunned when he heard this!

This energetic student is actually Ye Han?

After stunned for a moment, Guan Bao suddenly let out a burst of laughter, and he only felt extremely happy, unspeakably comfortable!

Ye Han is not only a warrior, but also a scribe. For him, isn't it a treasure?