Xiaowu looked at Tangshan's resolute profile, and for the first time, she had the thought that Tangshan was being unreasonable.
She knew she couldn't influence his decision, and feeling a bit disappointed, she looked back at the Supreme Academy, taking three steps back for every one forward.
Looking at the three figures standing side by side, the man handsome and extraordinary, the girls each with their unique charm, like a harmonious and dazzling painting, she couldn't help but feel a strong sense of envy.
At this moment, Ning Rongrong's heart was completely captivated by Jiang Yunzhou.
His almost perfect handsome appearance, his powerful charm that had nowhere to hide, and his unfathomable strength... all of this left her dazzled and completely subdued.
She discovered that this powerful handsome man seemed to have an unusual interest in gold coins.
Then she looked down at herself; her face practically screamed 'very good at throwing around checks'!
She wondered if she could use money to gain his favor?
Or even, just buy him outright?
Just as she was immersed in her wild fantasies, weaving the script of 'The Rich Woman and Her War God Young Husband,' a clear, smiling voice rang in her ear:
"Miss Ning, I apologize. I had to deal with a small unexpected matter and kept you waiting," Jiang Yunzhou greeted her with a gentle smile and a warm attitude.
Ning Rongrong suddenly snapped back to reality, as if her thoughts had been exposed. She quickly waved her hands, speaking so fast it was almost without thinking: "It's okay! It's really okay! Hello! My name is Ning Rongrong, I'm twelve years old, I have a mansion, my pocket money is in the tens of millions, and I have a large Sect waiting for me to inherit! As soon as my father passes away, I'll inherit billions of assets!"
She took a deep breath, completely oblivious to Zhu Zhuqing's stunned expression beside her, and continued with full force: "And! This young lady has been single since birth, and my private life is as clean as a blank sheet of paper! Both my virginity and first kiss are still intact! My ultimate dream in life is to become a support system Titled Douluo! Giving my beloved speed, strength, and attribute boosts are my specialties! At most, at most, I can accept having 12 children..."
"So,"
She concluded her speech with a resounding statement, her eyes shining as she looked at Jiang Yunzhou, "Teacher, when are we getting married?"
Jiang Yunzhou: "..."
Zhu Zhuqing: "???"
Jiang Yunzhou was completely stunned. Even with his extensive experience, he never expected to hear such a shocking self-introduction.
He came to take disciples, not to find a wife on a dating show!
Zhu Zhuqing was also bewildered. She hadn't realized a self-introduction could be done this way?
Aside from not having that incredibly rich pocket money and family fortune, she seemed to meet all the other conditions Ning Rongrong mentioned???
She ranted internally: What Ning Rongrong could accept, she could accept too! She could even be more competitive; she could accept thirteen children.
Suddenly, a strong sense of crisis welled up in her heart.
If this money-throwing Ning Rongrong really became her junior sister, would she directly push her out of her place in the teacher's heart?
It wasn't that she thought too much; even just thinking such brazen words made her cheeks flush, and she couldn't possibly say them aloud.
No, it was hard for her to even think of such specific and comprehensive things!
Let alone declaring it so boldly in front of the teacher!
Jiang Yunzhou suppressed the urge to rub his forehead, trying to maintain his composure as a teacher.
He was expressionless and chose to selectively forget: "Miss Ning, what did you say after that just now? The wind was too strong, I didn't hear clearly."
He cleared his throat, put on a serious expression, and formally extended an invitation: "Allow me to reintroduce myself. My name is Jiang Yunzhou, and I am the dean of the Supreme Academy. I greatly appreciate your talent and would like to invite you to become my disciple. Are you willing?"
Ning Rongrong felt like she heard the sound of her maiden heart shattering; she instantly felt like she had been dumped!
She had revealed all her family background and her plans for her entire life; wasn't this man most fond of money?
Wasn't he tempted at all?
Shouldn't taking her, this rich woman, be the most important thing for him to do right now?
Taking a disciple? If she became his disciple, could she become a rebellious disciple who pursued her teacher later?
She even began to seriously consider: Should she write a letter home now and ask her father what he thought about 'premarital pregnancy'?
After all, if she was going to have 12 children, she needed to plan early... After struggling for a long time, she looked at Jiang Yunzhou with hopeful eyes, making one last effort: "Uh, well, can I not be a disciple, but be your girlfriend instead? The kind that includes food, lodging, warming your bed, and even pays you?"
Jiang Yunzhou's mouth twitched imperceptibly.
In this world, people's hearts are fickle!
At this moment, Ning Rongrong appeared to Jiang Yunzhou like a mango.
Was this Ning Rongrong a bit crazy too?
Indeed, being lovestruck is also a kind of illness!
Are such brazen words something one can say in front of outsiders?
He resisted a certain temptation, straightened his face, and decisively refused: "Hmm? Not willing? Then forget it. The door is over there, please make yourself at home!"
Ning Rongrong suddenly became anxious. This plot development was wrong! It was completely different from what she had imagined!
Never mind, never mind. Become a disciple first; once she was a disciple, everything would be easier to talk about!
She would write a letter to her father later and ask if the family had any particularly potent medicine.
"Ah! Hahahahaha..."
She let out a dry laugh, quickly trying to salvage the situation, "Teacher, I was just joking! I'll bow! I'll bow right now! Master above, how should this disciple proceed?"
Jiang Yunzhou muttered to himself, he had never seen anyone so eager to take the bait... No, she even brought her own fishing rod and bait, practically jumping into his fish basket!
It saved him a lot of talking.
Sigh, another one conquered by my irresistible charm.
He sighed inwardly, but on the surface, he feigned seriousness and cleared his throat: "Hmm, since that's the case, then offer tea to your master."
Zhu Zhuqing quietly reminded him, "Teacher, there doesn't seem to be any tea here."
"Ah? Is that so..."
Jiang Yunzhou's expression didn't change, "Water is fine too. It's just a ceremony; as long as the sentiment is there, it's good."
Zhu Zhuqing was very thoughtful. She found a clean cup from somewhere, poured water into it, and handed it to Ning Rongrong.
Ning Rongrong held the water cup with both hands and respectfully presented it to Jiang Yunzhou, her big eyes blinking, and spoke words that were sure to shock: "Teacher, please have some water! From now on, I'll be your little darling disciple!"
"Cough, cough, cough..."
Jiang Yunzhou almost choked on his own saliva, and his hand trembled slightly as he took the cup. "Disciple, don't talk nonsense! All right, from today onwards, you are my second direct disciple."
After speaking, he, as if by magic, once again took out a sword leaf bracelet.
"This item is the token of identity for my direct disciples, and it is also a storage bracelet. Today, I bestow it upon you as a gift for becoming my disciple. Keep it safe and accept it."
She noticed that Zhu Zhuqing also had a similar one on her wrist, so she accepted it directly.
She took the bracelet, turning it over and over in her hands, her eyes full of curiosity, but she still hadn't put it on.
Jiang Yunzhou waited for a moment, and when he didn't hear the system's prompt, he couldn't help but urge her:
"Hurry and put it on. Only when this last step is completed will the discipleship ceremony be considered complete."